Looking at the frightened Hun envoy, Yan Ming waved his hand helplessly.

Wang Dajian commanded two soldiers, carried the Xiongnu messenger to the top of the city, and threw it from the city.

Wei Qing saw that the messenger was dead, looked at Yan Ming and said, "Kill it so soon?" ”

Yan Ming spread his hands and said, "I didn't want to kill him, I made a joke and was scared to death." ”

At this time, the sky was already a little dark, Wei Qing looked at the Hun camp opposite, suddenly his eyes condensed, his brows were slightly locked, and he said, "No." ”

Yan Ming looked at him and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Do you take a closer look?" Wei Qing said.

Yan Ming looked carefully at the Hun military camp opposite. By this time it was already dark, and the barracks were lit with torches and lanterns. Everything seems normal.

After staring carefully at the Huns' barracks for a while, Yan Ming suddenly understood, pointed to the Huns' barracks and said, "There is indeed a problem, that's an empty camp!" ”

Wei Qing nodded and said, "It's not an empty camp, it's almost there." ”

It turned out that although the Xiongnu military camp was dimly lit, the lights were fixed, and there was no moving light. This is very unscientific.

The barracks are stationed, there are fixed lights, and there will certainly be people walking back and forth. All the lights are fixed, indicating that this camp is fraudulent, and nine times out of ten it is an empty camp.

"Messenger, it's a smokescreen indeed. This is to sneak up on us! Yan Ming said hatefully.

"Catapults, throwing burning logs, illuminate the clearing outside the city. At the same time, the people in the bunker also threw torches to illuminate the surrounding area. Wei Qing immediately commanded.

The timber dipped in fire oil on the catapult was projected out piece by piece, scattered around it, and immediately illuminated the dark outer city.

At the same time, the people in the bunker began to throw out some torches.

Although a large amount of fire cannot illuminate the whole outside, it can see everything in the wilderness.

The Huns did repeat their old tricks and quietly touched them.

When the torches illuminated the surroundings for a split second, the Huns began to charge. There were no horns, no war drums, and they erupted in silence.

"Fire thunder, Condor crossbows, military crossbows, greet me." Wei Qing gave an order, and Cloud City was like an angry fire dragon in the wilderness, frantically projecting fire thunder and shooting eagle crossbows one by one.

Fire and thunder, although the lethality is not as good as the bombs of later generations. But in such an era, in such a war, it is extremely powerful.

Tens of thousands of Hun soldiers, densely populated, fire and thunder falling into it, will immediately bring great lethality.

The Huns, with great difficulty, rushed through the defensive line controlled by fire and thunder, and entered the range of military crossbows. And in the bunkers outside, the sound of crossbows and flintlock pistols rang out from time to time.

The Huns fell stubble by stubble.

This attack lasted for half the night.

After dropping 10,000 or so men, the Huns retreated in a hurry.

The Han soldiers at the head of the city let out bursts of cheers. Especially those soldiers who came to Cloudsdale for reinforcements later, they fought so happily for the first time in their lives.

The range of the military crossbow was crushed, so that the Huns did not even have a chance to get close to Yunda, so they threw down the corpses one by one. This kind of war has never been experienced by anyone other than the Captain Hu Cavalry.

Looking at those excited soldiers, the veterans of Captain Hu Cai's army and Fan Li and other old defenders deliberately pretended to be indifferent, and taught those Han soldiers in a serious manner, not to make a fuss.

Looking at the retreating Hun soldiers, Yan Ming had a whim and wanted to scold them.

He roared a few times at the top of his throat, but the voice was too small, and the Huns retreated so chaotically that they couldn't hear the roar of his Yanhou at all.

"Paralyzed, let Da Lao Chen build a horn for Lao Tzu." Yan Ming thought of the traditional horn, the kind that sounded to the mouth.

As soon as he thought of the horn, Yan Ming felt the need to build a team of scolding formations.

When I was a child, I sat under the telephone pole, listened to the loudspeaker in the village on the telephone pole and commented on the story, and often heard that when the general led the troops to fight, he would bring hundreds of soldiers who scolded the battle.

Now that he is a marquis with soldiers, it seems that it is not bad to arrange a few people to scold.

In addition, it is also a beautiful thing to be able to build a horn, stand on the head of the city, and give the Huns a scolding before three meals every day.

After saying hello to Wei Qing, Yan Ming went down to the city and went to find the eldest Chen.

Coming down from the city, he saw that the inhabitants of the city were living in an orderly manner, and he was not afraid of the arrival of the Huns outside. Yan Ming has a sense of achievement.

These are all self-built city walls, so that the residents of Cloudsdale feel safe, and they will behave like this.

Cheng Xin, Lei Bei and Dajie saw Yan Ming go down the city wall and immediately followed closely. The three bodyguards did a very thoughtful job.

As long as Yan Ming walks alone, there will inevitably be someone by his side. At night, the three of them will be on Yan Ming's side to protect them.

Even Yan Ran said that these three guys were like Yan Ming's shadow.

The elder Chen's iron smelting village is to the west of Cloudsdale City. Many of the new craftsmen trained with him. After returning from studying in Hongyantang for a few days, Elder Chen began to organize blacksmiths to study regularly.

As soon as Yan Ming entered the iron smelting village in Cloud City, he saw a huge cylindrical container.

"It's-" Yan Ming reached out and patted the container, his eyes shining.

This thing is obviously a boiler shell! The drawings were all drawn by Yan Ming himself. That's the power source of the steam engine, the steam boiler.

Unexpectedly, while building the barrel of the gun, Da Lao Chen actually rebuilt the shell of such a boiler. With such a boiler that is able to heat water and produce water vapor, the powerful internal energy of steam can be converted into mechanical energy. At that time, the Han Dynasty would be the first machine to possess non-biological powers.

Only a machine with power is a real machine.

For steam engines, the problem of sealing is the most difficult. If it is not possible to make parts with good sealing, it is still difficult to realize the idea of a steam engine.

Although Yan Ming was excited, he was not in a hurry.

He first called Elder Chen and praised him, and then he said his intention. And casually drew the shape of a horn.

"This thing is easy to fight." Elder Chen patted his chest and said.

Yan Ming said with a smile: "First build me ten or twenty loudspeakers, and I want to organize a strong team that can kill people on the battlefield and curse people on the battlefield." ”

Da Lao Chen didn't know what he was referring to, but he never doubted what Yan Ming said.

"Made of fine iron!" Da Lao Chen said.

"No, no, just scrap copper and rotten iron. This thing doesn't require precision. The eyes smiled.

Thinking that there would be a group of officers and soldiers under him who were good at scolding the formation, Yan Ming felt that he had to make some original scolding words.