Liu Heima and his team were preparing to cross the Jishui River when an explosion occurred.

I have to say that he is very lucky, if he runs a little faster, or the fuse is a little longer, Liu Heima happens to be standing on the gunpowder jar.

The gunpowder buried under the wooden wall was all that Changsun Hong left here, and there was no reservation left for one or two, all of which were given to Wanyan Chenghei, who buried them all under the wooden wall.

The amount, about a few hundred catties.

Basically, all the gunpowder that the Sichuan Ordnance Institute could produce during this period of time was here, and if Wang Kui, who was far away in Chengdu, knew that the eldest grandson Hong's prodigal son used the precious gunpowder so wastefully, he would definitely jump to his feet.

The gunpowder of the Southern Song Dynasty was actually very powerful, although it was much inferior to the various types of high explosives gradually developed in later generations, but in this era, it was enough.

This is evident from the blowing up of the sturdy stone bridge yesterday, if the bridge did not have this flying disaster, it would not be a problem to stand proudly on the Jishui for more than a hundred years, and the craftsmanship of the craftsmen of the Song Dynasty was so solid.

So although Liu Heima hadn't yet entered the water, and he was still about ten feet away from the wooden wall, when the explosion occurred, he was still shocked by the shock wave, and he fell headlong in the mud, and his heavy armor was heavy, making his eardrums buzz and flutter in the mud for a long time.

He should have been unlucky, a place where explosives were buried, right in front of him, the violent explosion blew the wooden wall into countless wooden slags, probably the gunpowder was buried under the stake, in fact, it was not buried, or it was placed there, and the wooden fence jumped up and high with the fire and black smoke as if it had been kicked by a giant, and then broke into many fragments, bursting in all directions.

The gunpowder was placed in four or five places, and according to the principle of placing one place at intervals, evenly distributed, and the scope of the explosion covered the entire section of the wooden wall as much as possible, so that the explosion occurred in so many places at the same time, and the scene was very spectacular.

The Han soldiers and the Mongols behind them, few of them have seen such a scene.

"Boom, boom!"

The loud landslide-like noise, one after the other, sounded in a matter of seconds, and was even more terrifying than yesterday's explosion.

The entire section of the wooden wall was engulfed in black smoke in an instant, and a large cloud of smoke and dust shrouded the banks of the Jishui River, and the Han soldiers in it shouted in panic, whether they were injured or not.

Liu Heima was pulled up by the people left and right after a while, and his own soldiers were frightened and stupid, and only after waiting for a while did they find that the main general was struggling in the mud like a loach, so he could be rescued.

Liu Heima's face was covered with muddy water, he wiped a handful of mud that covered his eyes, looked around in ignorance, grabbed the knife in his hand tightly and didn't dare to let go, and shouted several times: "What's the matter?" What's up? After that, I gradually came to my senses.

"My lord, it's a firearm of the Song people!" Someone yelled like a drum in his ear, and pointed desperately at the black smoke in front of him: "The firearms of the Song people have exploded!" ”

"Huh?!" Liu Heima felt as if a mosquito was buzzing, and he let out a sound, and only after his subordinates repeated it did he understand: "Exploded?" ”

Cold sweat broke out on his back, Liu Heima only felt a little weak under his feet, he estimated that if he was so fast just now, then there must be a part of himself among the broken corpses flying in the sky at this moment.

He took a few steps back, stood on the river bank, a little away from the scene of the explosion with the broken wooden wall, held on to his somewhat tilted helmet, and paved his horror: "Don't rush over yet, in case the Song people still have a trick!" ”

Left and right thought so, and quickly passed on his order, and the Han soldiers crowded on the shore immediately stopped, looking hesitantly towards the other side.

The Han soldiers who did not cross the river were safe, but the Han soldiers who crossed the river were panicked.

Of course, the people near the wooden wall were the worst, and the people who happened to be between the two bombing points were also frightened and stupid, and they were shocked like stupid chickens, and countless people scurried in place or fled in all directions.

In the distance, the Han soldiers who had pursued the Jurchen soldiers were attracted to look back by the loud noise, and they were also at a loss, and they stopped one after another, not knowing whether they should continue to chase.

The smoke in the sky rose rapidly, reaching into the sky.

Although Kublai Khan was far away from the wooden wall, his horse was still neighed by the shaking earth, and he kept touching the reins to quiet it.

"Is that a firearm of the Song people?" Kublai Khan, who had seen the power of gunpowder for the first time, had round eyes, his face was full of incredulity, and his big face like a silver basin turned a little pale, and he instinctively grabbed the round shield hanging on the side of the saddle and asked in surprise: "What kind of firearm is so powerful?" ”

Zhao Bi, a Han staff member, followed him, and immediately replied at this moment: "Back to Your Highness, this is the gunpowder of the Song people, it must have been buried behind the wooden wall a long time ago. ”

"Gunpowder?" Kublai Khan put the round shield in front of him and asked in surprise, "What is it?" ”

"It is a powder-like thing, made of saltpeter and other things, widely used in the Song army, the Jin people and the Song people have dealt with each other for a hundred years, and they have also been introduced. Zhao Bi comforted him.

When the Mongols destroyed the gold, Kublai Khan was only sixteen years old, and he was following his eldest brother Meng Ge, under the leadership of his uncle Batu, to go west to Europe, far away in the cold Ukraine to find the bad luck of the Russians, the West did not have such a skilled firearm use skills in the Song Dynasty, Kublai Khan did not open his eyes, and at this moment he saw the power of a large-scale gunpowder explosion for the first time, and he was suddenly shocked and frightened.

Zhao Bi's words made the fear in his heart go away a little, but the shock like the earth shaking the mountains still had a profound impact on him, and he couldn't help frowning: "Such a thing, why don't we have it?" ”

The Mongols beside him looked at each other and shook their heads: "Your Highness, there is no suitable craftsman in our country who can make firearms, and besides, we Mongols are good at bows and horses, and are good at riding and shooting, so we don't need such things." ”

Kublai Khan squinted, obviously disapproving of their answer, and just looked at Zhao Bi: "Mr. Zhao, do you know gunpowder?" ”

Zhao Bi was suddenly embarrassed, he was a Jin Guo Xiucai, he was in the clouds, he was accompanied by Confucius and Mencius all his life, he was familiar with poetry and books, and he was full of economy, how could he learn to study and study the craftsmen before he could think about firearms and gunpowder? Kublai Khan's question is simply insulting.

However, he also understood that the Mongols did not understand the Confucian principle that the son of a daughter could not sit down, and Kublai Khan did not mean insulting when he asked this, but was completely curious about new things.

He coughed and arched his hand: "Your Highness, gunpowder is a heavy weapon of the Song people, and private ownership is strictly prohibited among the people, and private development outside the official workshop is prohibited, and it took a lot of effort for the Jin people to get it." So except for the Song people's official mansion, this thing is nowhere to be found, even if you have silver money, you can't buy it. I lived in the Jin Kingdom in my early years, and later came to the Great Mongolia Kingdom to serve His Highness, so naturally I did not have the opportunity to touch gunpowder. ”

Kublai Khan looked at him in disappointment, and then looked at the place where the black smoke was still rising in the distance, and his eyes returned to the essence of a wolf, and his domineering and ambitious look returned to his face, and the emotions that were frightened by the explosion lingered.

He pointed the horsewhip in the direction of the wooden wall, and said hatefully: "It's okay, since the Song people have this thing, then let's go and catch some Song people, there are always people who know where to get it, this thing is fierce, it can destroy the world, if we have it, the Song people fortified the city and fort, are as loose as paper paste, and at that time, drink the horse south of the Yangtze River, what is the difficulty?" ”

(End of chapter)