"Wait! General He, General Liu, please listen to my explanation......" Mo Li was shocked.

"What else to explain? You must have taken refuge in the Tartars and came back to earn Jinzhou City, right? Hum! General Ho, I request that they be put on death row and executed at a later date! Liu Tianlu said.

"Fart! How could Lao Tzu take refuge in the Tartars! General Liu, don't slander me! General Ho, please believe me! Mo Li was shocked, he meowed, if he was caught as a traitor and wiped off, it would really be the most unlucky traverser in history, wouldn't it be in vain?

He Kegang pondered for a moment and did not speak.

Liu Tianlu snorted and said, "General Moshen, you say that I slandered you, then let me ask you, why did you even lose your armor?" And, since you did not take refuge in the Tartars, how did you come out of the Tartar camp? ”

"This ...... General He, generals, our brothers were either killed in battle or separated, Guan Feng and I fought hard for a long time, and in the end we were still outnumbered, captured by the Tartars, and the armor was also removed. In the middle of last night, Guan Feng and I quietly broke free from the rope while the Tartars were asleep, and set a fire in the Tartars' stable, scaring all their horses away, and we escaped in the chaos. Mo Li said and gave a general account of last night's situation.

Liu Tianlu snorted coldly and said, "What evidence do you have for what you said?" ”

At this time, the young man suddenly said: "Generals, I can testify to what Brother Mo said, he is telling the truth!" ”

"Who are you?" Liu Tianlu said.

"Back to the general's words, Xiaomin's name is Lin Guo, and he is a hunter from Qianliang Mountain." The boy said crisply.

"Orion in Qianliang Mountain? Hmph, who knows if your identity is true or not. Liu Tianlu sneered, "Maybe you guys have been colluding a long time ago!" ”

"You!" Mo Li was so angry that he almost wanted to jump to his feet and scold his mother, he meowed, this Liu Tianlu is a bastard, he wants to kill Lao Tzu when he has the opportunity, ah no, he is the former owner of Lao Tzu's body.

Lin Guo also blushed, he testified for his life-saving benefactor, but he didn't expect to be falsely accused.

"Okay, now that the enemy is present, you should stop fighting with each other." He Kegang glanced at Liu Tianlu dissatisfied, he also knew the contradictions between the two, but at this juncture, he couldn't forget the personal grudges, which made him, the commander of the Ningjin front, unhappy, after listening to what Mo Li just said, he already had some belief that Mo Li did not defect to the enemy, so he spoke out to stop the two from pinching each other.

"General Moshen, the evidence of what you said is indeed insufficient, so Ben decided to put you in prison and wait for the investigation to ......."

"Wait! General He, the last general still has something to say! Moli decided to take the last chance.

"Say."

Mo Li said: "The Daling River is lost, according to the last general, it seems that the Tartars are likely to encircle Jinzhou City, Jinzhou City is thick and the Tartars are difficult to attack, but the last general thinks that our army cannot be trapped in Jinzhou City, otherwise after a long time, the food in the city will be empty." Therefore, the last general will be willing to lead the army to break the cavalry of the Tartars at that time......"

"Going out of the city again? General Moshen, weren't you captured by the Tartars in Daling River because you went out of the city to meet the enemy? Liu Tianlu said in a weird way.

"It won't happen like that again this time, General He, after this experience, the last general has already learned the trick to defeating the enemy, as long as it ......" Mo Li lowered his voice and said.

He Kegang's heart moved when he heard Mo Li's words, and he muttered: "Mo Li, are you sure?" ”

"Back to General He, the last general feels that he is at least eighty and a half percent sure!" Moli said.

"Good! Then, according to what you say, you will be allowed to make meritorious contributions, your original subordinates will be returned to your command, and the craftsmen and materials you want, the general will give you all the supplies, but there is an ugly saying ahead, if you can't do this, no one can protect you! He Kegang touched the beard on his chin and said.

"The last general obeys!" Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, Yaya's life was finally saved for the time being.

"General He, this, he ......" Liu Tianlu worked hard unwillingly.

He Kegang waved his hand, signaled not to say any more, and then turned around and went out. The Tartar soldiers are pressing the border, and there are still many things to deal with in the defense of Jinzhou City.

Mo Li got He Kegang's general order, and then began his own life-saving plan. With Guan Feng and Lin Guo to the camp where his subordinates retreated to Jinzhou City, Mo Li asked them to start gathering craftsmen and preparing materials.

It turned out that Mo Li was inspired by the chaos of the war horses in the Tartar barracks last night, and all animals have one thing in common, that is, they are afraid of fire.

Mo Li thought of the flamethrower that had excellent performance in World War I and World War II in later generations, if he could have this thing, and suddenly spew out a large string of flames in the field, it is estimated that the cavalry and horses of the Tartars will be burned to death and burn a lot, even if they are not injured, they will be frightened and chaotic, the speed of the cavalry is the biggest advantage of the Tartars, and the war horse is the key to it, the war horse is chaotic, so it can affect the whole war.

As a military fan, Mo Li naturally knows that the principle of action of the flamethrower is very simple, and he has seen it before, which is nothing more than using pressure to spray oil out of the pipe and igniting it with an igniter at the nozzle. But the question is, where does the fuel come from? How is the pressure device made? Not to mention gasoline in this era, there is not even kerosene, how can it be broken?

Well, you can use tung oil or animal oil. But Mo Li also knew that this was an era of extreme scarcity of materials, and although there were some of these oil troops, there would never be too many. No matter what, talk to the craftsmen in the army first to see if you can make it out first. As long as you can get a flamethrower and defeat the Tartars, there is basically no doubt, and maybe you can be promoted by meritorious service, and I am angry with Liu Tianlu.

Well, there is no need to leave Liaodong in a hurry at that time, with Lao Tzu's more historical experience and knowledge of these hundreds of years, I don't believe that I can't defeat the Manchu dog's tail.

For most of the rest of the day, Moli spent most of his days discussing with the craftsmen how to improve the weapon, mainly developing his flamethrower. No one had ever heard of this thing at all, but after Mo Li's explanation, everyone had a basic understanding.

Moli provided them with the basic idea that they could use black powder, sulfur, and the like to create air pressure to form jet combustion. The leading craftsman is called Lei Huocheng, and Moli promises that as long as they get this thing out, they will reward all the craftsmen involved in the research and development.

Originally, Moli also wanted to improve the arquebuses equipped by the Ming army, because the arquebuses of this era were not rifled, the firing range was not ideal, and the loading ammunition was troublesome and slow, and the Tartar horses were fast, sometimes fighting with the Tartars, the arquebuses of the Ming army only put one round of ammunition, and before they had time to load the second round of ammunition, the Tartar cavalry had already rushed over, so although the Ming army was equipped with a large number of arquebuses, the Tartar cavalry was often disdainful.

An arquebus without ammunition is not as good as a burning stick. However, due to the limitations of the scientific and technological conditions of this era, the production of rifling requires relatively shrewd lathes and other equipment, and these things cannot be done overnight.

However, Mo Li still thought of a way to shorten the time to reload ammunition, that is, quantitative reloading, which can also greatly avoid the explosion caused by the non-standard amount of gunpowder loading.

Mo Li, as a staff general, according to the establishment of the Ming Dynasty in modern times, is almost the level of a division commander or brigade commander, and his troops originally had nearly 3,000 people, but after yesterday's battle, more than half of them were killed and dispersed, and now there are about 1,200 people gathered in Jinzhou City.

Mo Li gathered everyone together and explained to them the essentials of the new use of muskets that he had improved, and the Tartar siege was imminent, so they couldn't slack off.

"Brother Mo, I also want to be a soldier and kill the Tartars!" In between training, Lin Guo walked over and said to Mo Li.

"Uh, how old are you?"

"Fifteen, ah no, I'm sixteen, almost seventeen!"

"I'll go, how old are you?" Mo Qian thought, this guy is quite clever, and when he saw me ask her age, he was afraid that I would think she was young.

"Sixteen, I, I was born in January, so I'm almost seventeen!" In order to show that he was a man, Lin Guo deliberately puffed out his chest, but he saw that Mo Li's mouth was dry for a while, and his curves were exquisite! Ya, it's clearly a pretty Lori, and she's still pretending to be a man there. However, her figure seems to have developed beyond the nutritional level of this era~

However, Mo Li didn't plan to break it, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, you can be a personal soldier with me in the future!" ”

"Thank you, Brother Mo! Ah no, General Mo! ”

At night, Mo Li was sleeping in a daze, and in a trance, he seemed to hear a voice calling: "...... Moli, where are you? You must come to me...... Come to me......"

Mo Li could hear it vaguely, the voice seemed familiar, but it couldn't really be heard. "Who are you?" Moli asked, his eyes wide open but he saw nothing.

No one answered for half a day.