There are three warehouses in total, one for three raw materials, one for the preparation of gunpowder, and the other for the filled firethistle. The three warehouses were separated, guarded by soldiers during the day and guarded by the Iron General at night.

Chang Mao and Zhang Wuliu are two halfway monks, but they can't Yang Shuping take a set of kung fu to pick the lock of the sliding door, but the rat has a rat and a snake road. This kind of door lock in ancient times has no quality, it is like a fictitious in front of Mrs. Mao, with a pair of powerful hands, the door lock was broken by force, and the movement of the movement is not big.

Zhang Wuliu asked: "Chang Gongzi, which one should we burn first?" ”

Chang Mao said: "Nonsense, of course it was burned together, so as not to have any more accidents!" ”

Chang Mao walked to the warehouse where the gunpowder was placed, took out two large wooden barrels containing gunpowder, handed them to Zhang Wuliu, and said, "Fall to the ground!" I'm going to get a fire! ”

Zhang Wuliu took it and immediately fell to the ground in an uproar and piled it up, "Okay! ”

If it weren't for the inconvenience at this time, Chang Mao really wanted to beat people, so he said patiently: "I'm asking you to draw a line with gunpowder, do this!" ”

Chang Mao walked slowly while carrying the wooden barrel, gently shaking off the gunpowder in the barrel over and over again, and the gunpowder that fell on the ground became a line, "Can you see?" ”

Zhang Wuliu said: "I don't understand if you said that!" ”

Blame me? Chang Mao was too lazy to see the second fool, and ordered seriously: "Remember to extend the gunpowder to the combustibles in the warehouse, and pour another barrel of gunpowder at that end, and the gunpowder line you poured must not be broken, move quickly, and you will not be able to see it when it is completely dark!" ”

Zhang Wuliu patted his chest, "Leave it to me, you can rest assured!" ”

handed over the matter to Zhang Wuliu, and Chang Mao squatted aside to make the fire. When Chang Mao was four years old, Chang Yuchun defected to Lao Zhu in Hezhou, and when he was five years old, Chang Yuchun followed Lao Zhu to lay a prosperous Yingtian, and he was already Lao Zhu's right-hand man.

He is uninhibited by nature and not afraid of hardship, but he really has no life experience, and even if he needs to make fire, he uses a fire sickle or a fire fold. This kind of thing is only seen by others, and it doesn't seem to be too difficult, but when it comes to his hand, why don't you listen to the wooden stick. The more anxious he was, the more disobedient his hands were, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and the sharp wood was almost smoothed for him, and there was no movement.

Zhang Wuliu leaned over, "Chang Gongzi, you shouldn't have made a fire, right?" ”

"Didn't make such a fire, did I finish arranging for you?"

Zhang Wuliu nodded, "It's done!" I'll start a fire! He snatched two wooden sticks from Chang Mao's hands, sandwiched the thick one between his legs, put the cotton thread into the small nest, and turned the small wooden stick quickly with both hands, and it didn't take long for a puff of green smoke to come out, Zhang Wuliu smiled proudly: "You just made too much strength, so if you don't turn fast, you won't get angry." ”

"You fucking knew how to make fire, didn't say it earlier, you knew I was going to pour gunpowder, and you delayed your efforts!"

"Originally, I also wanted to make fire, but you asked me to pour gunpowder, let's discuss it next time."

"There's a fart next time!" Chang Mao got up and went over to inspect Zhang Wuliu's work, only to see three lines of black powder extending from the three warehouses, connected to the pile of gunpowder that Zhang Wuliu had just poured on the ground, as long as it was ignited, three lines of fire would burn into the warehouse.

He took a look inside the warehouses again, and there were piles of gunpowder scattered in each warehouse, and even if there were no explosives, the house could be burned through, and Zhang Wuliu's work was done well. When he came out, he saw that Zhang Wuliu was already holding a small wooden stick with sparks in his hand blowing, he blew very lightly, but the sparks became more and more vigorous, and suddenly there was a soft pop, and it caught up.

He looked at Chang Mao with a smile, "Can Chang Gongzi light the fire?" ”

"Wait a minute!" Chang Mao removed a door panel from the warehouse door and hugged it in his arms, and then said, "Let's light the fire!" ”

Zhang Wuliu threw the small wooden stick that was burning in his hand directly on the pile of gunpowder, and saw an orange flame rising into the sky, as if it appeared out of thin air, and at the same time burst out with countless sparks in all directions, illuminating the entire courtyard in the darkness.

"Oops! Scald me! Zhang Wuliu was covered in **, and screamed in pain when he was splashed on his body by Mars, "But it's really good-looking!" ”

"Good looking fart! If you don't go away, you won't have a small life! ”

I saw three fires on the ground quickly rushing towards the three warehouses, and the two of them carried the door panels and ran quickly, and at the same time, there were guards at the front and back of the gunpowder workshop who broke in. They were not blind, and such a strong light in the darkness could not be seen, and they rushed to the warehouse, but it was too late.

Chang Mao and Zhang Wuliu jumped into a large water tank in the corner of the wall, and as soon as they closed the door panel on the tank, they saw orange flames rising from one warehouse, and the other two followed closely behind.

"It's coming! Plug your ears! Chang Mao shouted, pulled the door panel and dived into the water, blocking his ears with his fingers.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! ……

Zhang Wuliu only heard several loud noises in a row, and the explosion became louder and louder, until a louder sound calmed his whole world, the earth trembled, and with a bang, the huge black porcelain water tank shattered, and he felt as if an invisible heavy punch hit his chest, and his whole body hit the wall straight.

The three warehouses had turned to ashes at the moment, and the other houses were also in flames, and there were still slightly smaller explosions in the courtyard, and the soldiers who bravely rushed to the warehouses were long gone.

Zhang Wuliu hurriedly covered his crotch with his hand, "Chang Gongzi, we are exposed!" Chang Mao was right next to him, leaning against the wall and covering his chest, as if he was not very comfortable.

"Why don't I speak anymore! Did you really become dumb! Zhang Wuliu shouted hoarsely, "It's really mute!" ”

"Fucking told you to block your ears, you didn't block them, your ears are bleeding, don't blame me for being deaf!" Chang Mao was also buzzing in his ears, and he could barely hear a little sound.

Zhang Wuliu saw that Chang Mao only opened his mouth but had no sound, "Chang Gongzi, you don't have a voice when you speak!" You've become dumb too! ”

Chang Mao didn't have the heart to talk to the second fool at this time, the deaf or dumb question, he helped the door panel up and leaned against the corner, saw a broken knife inserted in the door panel, just look at this and the broken knife to know how the owner of the knife died, he took off the broken knife and bit the back of the knife, and climbed the wall with the door panel as a ladder.