Yun Yue carefully looked at the glass bottle in front of her, and Geng Junhua specially made a glass display in order for Yun Yue to see clearly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info has to admire the wisdom of the ancients, this is a primitive ignition device to the extreme. When this thing is miniaturized, a real grenade is born. Even, this device will evolve again. The flintlock musket may have been produced thousands of years earlier, provided that Geng Junhua made a good enough barrel.

"Lord, you see, the ignition device is completely sealed inside. In this way, it will not go out even if it encounters water, and even if the shell falls into the water, it will still explode. In the past, our shells fell into the moat, and even if they fell into the moat, they would explode. It's just that now because of workmanship problems, this thing can't be miniaturized. We don't need grenades yet, otherwise our cavalry can be like artillery, and they can fire shells in the rain without torches. The mermaid line on Geng Junhua's face was about to be happy, and this kind of ignition device greatly satisfied his vanity.

Geng Junhua personally screwed the bottle onto the cannonball, and then said to Yun Yue: "This is a sample for the Lord to see, when you really want to do it, your subordinates will replace the glass with cheap clay jars to reduce costs." ”

Yun Yue pursed her lips and didn't speak, in fact, the true value of the clay jar and the glass bottle was almost the same. It's just that one is made of dirt and the other is made of sand. But these days, people just like transparent glass. In later generations, the fine pottery that would be robbed of the antique market became a cheap commodity in this year.

The mouth of the bottle has a spiral-shaped interface that is screwed onto the shell. It formed a strange bulge, like a sarcoma growing on a cannonball. When you use it, just pull the small string mixed with iron wire. The ignition device ignites automatically, and the fuse uses the remaining air in the bottle to burn. Finally, the gunpowder is ignited, creating a large explosion. It has to be said that this is an amazing invention.

This thing can do it, and it won't go out even when it's in the water. The reason is simple, the hole through which the little string passed was too small, and the bomb had already exploded before the water could be used to extinguish the fuse.

The trebuchet "Ga Zhizhi" sounded, after loading a cannonball. Geng Junhua personally pulled the small string, and then the hammer hit the bracket. The cannonballs were thrown with a "whirl", and soon a puff of gunpowder smoke rose in the rain more than a thousand paces away. The power of the explosion was so great that I felt the ground tremble beneath my feet. Yun Yue clearly saw the shock wave, and she didn't know how far these perverted guys had tinkered with the formula for gunpowder. Anyway, it is many times more powerful than the black powder he made at the beginning. I really don't know what kind of spectacle this thing will appear when it is put on the battlefield. Yun Yue felt that she was Pandora who opened the box. Gunpowder, a weapon of mass destruction, is the devil inside the box. Perhaps, add the brother called Fierce Fire Oil.

"Prototypes of the oil bomb are already underway, but the oil itself can burn in the rain. With or without this ignition device, it has little effect. Bombs are powerful in siege warfare. Even the walls of the fortified city of Xianyang can be easily blown down. Inside the observed bunker, Master Geng saw the exploding bomb and stroked his beard with a smile. It was his idea to add steel spikes to the bombs. In this way, the metamorphosis power of the trebuchet can be used to drop the bomb directly on the city wall. Of course, the bombs hanging on the walls are much more powerful than the bombs that bounce off.

"You're right, even if this kind of thing is against a fortified city like Xianyang. It's easy to break the city! The celestial fang, who came to see the excitement, also stroked his beard and smiled.

Yun Yue didn't speak, no wonder Geng Junhua would study this thing. This is to prepare for the attack on Xianyang, and it seems that he is not in a hurry. Those killers under his command were also in a hurry, and they were originally going to blossom in the center of Yongdu and annihilate the main force of Great Qin. Unexpectedly, Meng Tian was transferred to South Korea to suppress the rebellion of those nobles in South Korea, and heard that Han Wangan had been given poisoned wine and died in the wilderness.

This frustrated Yun Yue's strategic attempt, and he planned to take advantage of the fact that it would not rain this winter. Tempted to attack Xianyang, but he didn't expect these Warring States inventors to come up with this thing.

"Well, it's June. The wheat in Guanzhong has just matured, so we will give the Great Qin Imperial Court a time to harvest the wheat, and we will also make more preparations. In autumn, let's go to Xianyang. Try the power of this thing! "Now even if Yun Yue doesn't want to rebel, he must rebel. When something is in the interests of the majority, it becomes irreversible. If Yun Yue proposes to coexist peacefully with Daqin at this time, I believe that it will not be long before Pingliang will gradually collapse even if there is no rebel army.

"Hahaha! Hou Ye said that autumn is the time when Daqin finishes harvesting wheat and Ao Cang is the fullest. At this time, we went to take Aocang, which is enough for us to eat for a few years. As if you have food in your hand, your heart is not shaking, you don't know. I've been eating and storing food for more than half a year, and Li Si's heart has no bottom! How much grain does we only get in a year, and if we want to feed so many mouths with potatoes, the spitting of the people can drown Li Si. "Now Pingliang has a bad habit, that is, where Yun Yue goes. Those bigwigs will put down what they are doing, follow the leader as soon as possible, and listen to the latest instructions of the leader. Li Si is an outstanding representative of this group of excellent dog legs.

"Huh! With this thing, capturing Xianyang is like taking a bag! Zou Yan was also slipping around, and this guy was getting more and more undisciplined. Already on the way to the slut!

"The headmaster is not right!" Several people were blowing the conch, and suddenly a boy next to Wei Fang stood up and said.

I saw that this boy was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he looked like a talented person with red lips and white teeth. On such a confidential occasion, being able to be brought in by Wei Fang means that Wei Fang attaches great importance to this person. didn't expect that in the environment of so many big guys, this little guy would suddenly come to such a voice. There was a terrible silence in the bunker for a moment, and everyone looked at the child, and then at the Celestial Fang.

"Nonsense! Here are all the ministers of Pingliang humerus, where is your place to speak. Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zou Yan! Wei Fang hurriedly reprimanded the child.

Yun Yue was interested, and asked with a smile: "You said that what Mr. Zou Yan said was wrong, then you should talk about it." What Mr. Zou Yan said, how wrong! ”

The little guy looks childish, but he is not afraid of life. After saluting Yun Yue, he said: "If you go back to the Lord, Mr. said that as long as you rely on this thing, you can capture Xianyang." But this thing can only smash the Xianyang city wall. But it can't smash the hearts of the Qin people!

Xianyang has a population of one million, and the old Qin people are extremely loyal to the royal family. If we enter the city after blasting through the city wall, we may face the resistance of countless old Qin people, can it be said that the Lord can still use fire oil bombs and bombs to deal with ordinary people? Once the people are dealt with in this way, the Lord is not afraid of losing the hearts of the people in the world. How many Qin people there are, and how many people do we have in Pingliang. At that time, our Pingliang army will be like a handful of fine sand, swallowed by the Qin people like the sea. ”

Yun Yue's eyes sharpened, and her eyes shrank to the size of a pin's nose. "What's your name?"

"Boy Han Xin!" (To be continued.) )