To the south of Longshan, a small village in the middle of nowhere, because it is located in a closed valley, has not received any news of the southward movement of the Tartars, and about 100 families have cultivated patches of fertile land outside the village.

On the occasion of the centenary of the oldest old man in the village, the whole village congratulated the whole village with quinoa soup and wheat rice, and soju stew.

Now, the celebration has become a feast for beasts.

The wooden fence at the head and end of the village has been torn to pieces, and there is blood everywhere inside and outside the village. There were lying corpses scattered around, most of the men were with different heads and limbs, and the women, young and old, were naked and in a mess.

The crops that the people have worked hard to cultivate, the green seedlings are becoming the fodder for the horses of the scattered fields, dozens of Jurchen Tartars on the threshing floor are testing their archery skills with erected human targets, and there are still screams and fires coming out from the houses in the village from time to time.

In a thatched hut, the hundred-year-old village of this village had a gray beard, and his eyes were cloudy and he looked at the Tartar general in front of him.

In the main hall, his children and grandchildren set up a banquet for guests, which was enjoyed by a short and stout Jurchen strong man. On both sides, there were more than a dozen guards with knives, staring at the trembling master family in the room.

This Jurchen general is a descendant of Gao Qing under Zong Han, who was born in the Bohai Gao clan. Because he was proficient in Chinese and Jurchen, he was left in the army of Wanyan Zonghan as a general officer.

The Bohai people and the Jurchens are the same ancestor, so the Bohai people are second only to the Jurchens in the Jin Kingdom.

Savoring the rice wine in the cup, Gao Qingyi suddenly heard a frightened scream and angry shouts from inside, followed by a woman's scream.

In the owner's house in the house, a man turned pale, but the centenarian was still indifferent, perhaps not heard.

Immediately afterwards, a young Jurchen Tartar, carrying his pants, walked out of the room, he was not very old, his thick neck and fat body shaved the hairstyle of the money rat tail, and he sat unceremoniously at the top of the banquet, regardless of the soup on the plate, and directly grabbed it and ate it.

Gao Qingyi, with a somewhat flattering tone, stopped his cup of chopsticks and smiled slightly in Jurchen dialect: "Are you happy?" ”

This young man is Zong Han's beloved son, and his skills are ordinary, but he is arrogant and arrogant, and he is used to it by Zong Han.

While grabbing the meat and eating it, he scolded: "The women of the Southern Dynasty have delicate skin, but they can't help but toss." Before I could finish my fun, she died of pain and let me slash with a knife. ”

Gao Qingyi laughed and asked, "Old man, did you hear that your granddaughter-in-law was killed?" ”

The old man's eyelids were wiped out, his voice was quite clear, and he said, "I am neither deaf nor dumb, and I have lived for a hundred years." ”

"Aren't you angry, then? Haha, you know the times, no wonder you can live so long. Gao Qingyi smiled cruelly.

There seemed to be a tear in the old man's eyes, and he sighed and said, "In ancient times, there were fierce beasts everywhere, and people were the weakest. People are often eaten alive by wild beasts, leaving only white skeletons. But later, these beasts were either domesticated as watchdogs or continued to be prey for hunters in the wild. But people are people, living in the house, sheltering from the wind and cold, getting better and better. ”

The smile on Gao Qingyi's face gradually dissipated, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little angry, and he got up and kicked the old man in the heart, kicking the old man to death.

The family in the house cried, "I'll cut it down if it's noisy." Wan Yan Sheya Ma ordered while eating.

After killing people, Gao Qing, the only one in the crowd who knew Chinese, couldn't be happy.

The hideous smugness on his face disappeared, and he went out with a calm face and a knife.

"Sheyema, Zong Han ordered us to catch more raw mouths, let's hurry up. Otherwise, these Han people will run away when they receive the news. ”

Sheye Ma disagreed, and said with a smile: "Some of the southerners are raw mouths and beasts, and they kneel on the ground and surrender as soon as they fight, what is there to hurry." ”

He was still young, and he hadn't experienced Youyan's last battle, so he didn't know how powerful the strong wall Qingye was.

The former Wanyan Zongwang has eaten all the book covers in Bai Ning Mountain.

Gao Qingyi didn't dare to spoil his fun, so he had to go out silently and command his subordinates to tie the hands of the captured people and tie them together with a rope to prevent them from escaping.

---

On the Jingzhou front, there has been a short handover, and the Jurchens here are not facing the unarmed people in the mountains.

In front of the fortifications, the Great Song Dynasty Great Wall Corps showed the power and self-confidence of the two of them, and they did not give up an inch of land, and fought to the death.

In the area of Shimen Town, under the city wall, the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and all the soldiers of the Song army covered their faces, still coughing.

Yang Tianci's face was blackened, and he commanded his subordinates to test firearms on the city wall, and he also held a pencil case kraft roll in his hand, and kept recording.

There are all kinds of firearms on the castle tower, including rockets, earth-shattering thunderbolts, thunderbolts, assault rifles, fierce fire oil tanks...

A guard couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran over and said, "God, we can't help it, let's shoot arrows!" ”

"Archery can't be lethal, you see below, we're just smoky, they're already dead."

The guard stomped his feet and said, "This bird smoke, it won't be poisonous, right?" ”

Yang Tianci shook his head, pointed to the box on the side and said, "We have used artillery gunpowder and tribulus gunpowder these days. Do you see, it's poison smoke balls and gunpowder. As a last resort, I'm not going to use it, so I'll leave it as a surprise to the Tartars. ”

Historically, before the Great Song Dynasty crossed to the south, it was far ahead in firearms, but after the Nandu, they did not pay attention to the "experts" who protected Kaifeng Mansion, which led to being completely accepted by the Jin.

Later, the soldiers and horses of the Jin Dynasty were also equipped with firearms, and they were not weaker than the Great Song Dynasty after Nandu.

Later generations have studied the gunpowder formula of the Jin Dynasty and found that the gunpowder formula of the Jin Dynasty was even more advanced than that of the Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty's "Wujing General Essentials" recorded that in addition to sulfur, nitrate, and charcoal, there were more than ten kinds of minor formulas, and the impurities were many and the effect was poor. The gunpowder formula of the Jin Dynasty was much purer, containing only sulfur, nitrate, charcoal, iron slag, magnetic powder, and arsenic, and the effect was better than that of the Song Dynasty in terms of both combustion and explosion.

In the later period, one of the most commonly used firearms in the Jin army was called "Shocking Thunder", which was almost equivalent to a modern grenade. In addition, the Jin dynasty independently invented the "flying musket", a weapon similar to a light flamethrower.

Since childhood, Yang Tianci has shown strong interest and hands-on ability unlike several brothers.

Yang Lin taught him according to his aptitude, let him follow a group of miscellaneous scientists in the outer courtyard of Zhaodefang to study, and also let him enter the firearms division through the back door.

Now that the war has suddenly started, it has become a paradise for his experiments, and under this small Shimen Town, countless Tartars have poured blood mold.

Even the city wall was blackened, Yang Tianci looked at the miserable defenders, stretched out his hand to measure the direction of the wind, sighed, and said: "You all go down, I will take a few people, use poison smoke balls and gunpowder, and there will be no Tartars to attack the city today." ”

The guard general was not at ease, and said: "I'm also staring here, if I can't do it, I'll open the city!" ”

Yang Tianci hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I can't help it, I can't help it, I haven't finished the experiment yet." As long as you improve it slightly, you don't know how many more Tartars you can kill, and you don't want to lose a lot of money. ”

The guard was a little speechless, pinching his waist to see him commanding a group of young men, and excitedly began to fiddle with those boxes called poison artillery, and his heart couldn't help but be hairy... This thing is really bubbling.