Chapter 574: A Slap in the Face (Page 1/1)

The people in the room calmed down suddenly, and if Li Yongfang was arrested, it would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of the old slave. The angry old slave will definitely send troops to pursue, and how to get rid of the pursuers and return to Changsheng Island safely has become the top priority.

"My lord! Let's not attack Li Yongfang's cannon casting workshop at the same time, so that Jiannu will be in chaos. In this way, we can get out of the city safely, and as long as we get out of the city, it will be easy to escape. A tall and thin man beside Zhang Wei said.

"Shadow! Instead of sneaking up on the cannon casting workshop, it's better to sneak up on the puppet palace directly. In that case, the Jurchens would be even more chaotic. The bald monk said loudly.

Others have also chimed in, proposing various solutions. It didn't take long, and a plan was quickly completed.

Zhang Wei squatted the wine glass in his hand on the wine table and said loudly: "Okay! That's it! Act in five days, and be sure to send people to Immortal Island before the year! ”

Li Yongfang has been depressed recently, and he has been scolded by Nurhachi for three consecutive days. The spies sent to Immortal Island either couldn't find any useful news, or they disappeared from the world. made the moody Nurhachi very angry, and even took him, the general soldier, to be trained.

On the way to the cannon casting workshop, Li Yongfang was thinking about how to send more people to Changsheng Island to find out the news.

The errand of the cannon casting workshop did not go well, and the clay mold of a cannon could not be dried for at least seven or eight months. And due to mistakes in casting, the finished product is often only 12 out of 10.

Not to mention the heavy iron cannons they cast, they often crack after a few shots, and if they are used forcibly, they will explode.

Li Yongfang couldn't understand why the iron cannon cast from Changsheng Island would cast the barrel wall very thin, not to mention, and it could still be fully charged until the barrel was red without exploding?

Isn't it all iron? What else can't be said here?

After coming to the cannon casting workshop, Li Yongfang recruited an old craftsman. Pointing to the 3-pounder iron cannon of Changsheng Island captured on the ground, he said, "Look at the cannon that people cast!" Why can't you cast it? This official will give you another three months, and you won't be able to cast such a cannon again, don't blame me for being ruthless! ”

The old craftsman went down in fear, he had done the work of casting cannons all his life, and he had never seen such a delicate iron cannon cast. Even if you use the lost wax method, you can't cast it.

Not to mention the worried cannon casting craftsmen, Li Yongfang stayed in the cannon casting workshop until noon and returned home.

Sitting in the carriage to isolate himself from the cold wind outside, he sighed alone. originally thought that the rise of the Jurchens was unstoppable, and he would immediately enjoy all the glory and wealth if he took refuge in the past.

But who knew that Changsheng Island had a Zhang Dou and a Changxing army. The Changxing Army was like the nemesis of the Jurchens, not only beating the Jurchens to the ground, but also taking away the Liaodong Peninsula.

If it weren't for the support of the Jurchens from the Mongolian Horqin Fifth Division, they would have been beaten to the ground. Did he make a mistake when he surrendered to the Jurchens?

Just as he was thinking, the sound of a crossbow bolt cutting through the air rang out. Then there was the sound of an arrow falling to the ground in his guard, and Li Yongfang was shocked.

"Enemy attack?" Before he could react, the carriage had already stopped. There was a dead silence on the street outside the car, and Li Yongfang trembled and lifted the curtain.

In front of him was the coachman who had been killed by an arrow, and before he could scream, a steel knife was across his neck.

"Li Yongfang! Let's take a trip with grandpa! Don't scream, because no one will pay attention to you if you cut your throat! A voice sounded in Li Yongfang's ears, and he trembled when he heard it. Then Li Yongfang felt that his neck was slashed by a heavy hand knife, and then he slowly lost consciousness.

The north wind blew up the snow on the ground, and there were not many people on the streets. A few of them were afraid of being implicated and didn't dare to speak out loud.

Zhang Wei immediately waved his hand and asked people to drag Li Yongfang off the carriage. Lift it up to the carriage that has been prepared for a long time, and there is a hidden compartment under the seat of the carriage.

After Li Yongfang was fed a pill again, he was stuffed into a dark compartment. Heading straight for the city gates, the shadows of the city quickly disappear on both sides of the street.

It didn't take long for someone to launch several Divine Fire Crows at Nurhachi's puppet palace, and a raging fire broke out in the palace.

Just when the Jurchens were concentrating on the puppet palace to put out the fire, the cannon casting workshop also caught fire. Then there are the major Baylor provinces, and there are also fires.

The people in Shengjing City became lively all of a sudden, especially here in the palace, where many people were running to put out the fire.

The fire in the puppet palace was exceptionally large, and the howling north wind made the fire burn more and more. Even the thick snow in the ground tended to melt, and the fire was not extinguished until the night.

Nurhachi looked at the half-burned palace and roared with earth-shattering rage: "Check! Search the city! Be sure to find out the muddy spies! ”

When the whole city was searched, it was discovered that Li Yongfang, the head of Fushun, was attacked and he did not know whether he was alive or dead, and it had been a long time since Li Yongfang was attacked. For such a long time, the people who attacked Li Yongfang had already fled outside the city.

This slap made Nurhachi dizzy, if Li Yongfang can't be saved, then which Ming general will dare to surrender in the future.

If you don't surrender, you will get the title of a loyal martyr, and if you surrender, you will be arrested even if you are far away in Shengjing. As long as you have a little brain, people with an IQ above the qualification line know how to choose.

Nurhachi understands this truth even more, and he immediately sent the elite out of the city to pursue, and he must bring Li Yongfang back. Even if Li Yongfang can't be brought back intact, then it doesn't matter if you bring back a corpse, you just can't let Li Yongfang fall into the hands of the Han people.

Zhang Wei sat in the carriage, recalling the plan of this operation over and over again in his mind. Looking back, there is no omission, whether the shadows in the city are well hidden, and whether the whole city will be exposed when Jiannu locks the whole city.

Just as he pondered the gains and losses of this operation, the sound of explosions was heard in the distance. Zhang Wei leaned out of the car when he heard the sound and looked into the distance.

A cloud of smoke rose in the distance, and even the ice beneath their feet trembled.

"Let's hope the shadows are lucky!" Zhang Wei retracted his gaze and sat back in the car. There were no wheels under the wagon, and they had been replaced with ice rows.

The two Mongolian horses pulling the cart were all nailed with spiked horseshoes and could gallop at full speed even on ice.

The carriage sped along the drinking path, leaving only a trail of snow. But in the north wind, it will soon be blown flat, and even the best tracker will not find any trace.

On the other side of the road leading to the grassland, Shadow and the other thirteen members of the Shadow took a look at the dilapidated road that had been blown up, and whipped their horsewhips and galloped off into the distance.

Leaving behind them a ground of minced flesh and panicked Jurchen vests.

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