Zhao Yun in Lin'an City has already given up Xiangyang City, and Jia Nidao and Meng Heng in Xiangyang City naturally don't know what to do.

In Xiangyang City, the Ordnance Supervisor.

"Whew!"

In the creaking sound of the tall catapult, a large black object rose into the air with green smoke, and seeing that the thing was about to land, it suddenly "boom!" In the loud noise, the white smoke rose and the flames were shining, followed by countless poignant sounds that made people can't help but cover their ears.

What was visible to the naked eye was countless dense small black dots that exploded from the thing, instantly tearing the dense sloppy crows built below into countless tiny pieces and scattering them all over the ground.

"Phew!"

The onlookers, Meng Heng, the ordnance supervisor, the craftsmen of the ordnance superintendent, and the many forbidden soldiers all gasped when they looked at the results caused by the object thrown by the trebuchet.

What is this? How can it be so powerful?

Especially the craftsmen of the military weapons supervisor, these craftsmen are no strangers to all kinds of firearms, and there are all kinds of firearms in the army of the Great Song Dynasty, but they are basically useless in the confrontation between the two counties.

But what the young magnate made today made them feel for the first time that they would not use it at all, so that they and the others, including the craftsmen of the entire Great Song Dynasty, would not use it at all.

Looking at the straw man who was torn apart by the fragments of the city, Jia Rudao muttered: "The power of this gunpowder is still not good...... Fortunately, he just muttered, not many people heard it, otherwise I am afraid that those craftsmen, including Meng Hui, will treat him as a monster.

Isn't that powerful? A thunderbolt, the straw men within a radius of dozens of steps were all torn apart by the fragmented iron nails and other things filled in the thunderbolt, and the power has far exceeded any kind of firearm equipped in the Great Song Dynasty today.

In fact, before this, Da Song already had such a thing as a fireball. It was also thrown with a trebuchet, but the fireball was made of multiple layers of paper pasted into a hard spherical shell, which contained gunpowder and fire envy, poison-causing agents, smoke agents and other substances, and then sealed them. In combat, use a red-hot cone to burn through the shell of the fireball before each launch, and then use a trebuchet to throw it to make the fireball burst open to kill the enemy.

The principle is basically the same, except that Jia Yidao's thunderbolt is obviously much more advanced than the fireball. A lead made of special salt-soaked cotton thread is used, which is filled with tribulus terrestris, iron nails, iron beads and other things to increase the lethality.

However, it was precisely because there was such a thing as a fireball in the army of the Great Song Dynasty that the craftsmen in Xiangyang City could comprehend Jia Rudao's intention to make this simple cannon so quickly. If it weren't for wasting some time on the leads, I'm afraid it would have been made faster.

Of course, the improvised bomb thrown by this trebuchet was obviously too far behind the cannon that Jia Yidao wanted. However, in today's situation, it is obviously too unrealistic to talk about artillery, not to mention, in Jia Yidao's opinion, this thunderbolt is enough to use.

"Hahaha! Great, it seems to be the way, with this thunderbolt, even if he doesn't spend millions of soldiers, this commander can keep Xiangyang City as stable as Mount Tai. Meng Hui, who came back to his senses, was very excited and pulled Jia Rudao and said in ecstasy.

Indeed, with this thunderbolt, looking at the range of this thunderbolt, according to the situation of the Mongols attacking the city, I am afraid that if one is thrown down, dozens or hundreds of people will have to lie down. One hundred, that's tens of thousands, if it's tens of thousands, who can capture Xiangyang City with this big killer in hand?

"Meng Shuai, it seems that Dao has said a long time ago that Xiangyang City will never be lost, but now you believe it?"

Jia Rudao touched the slight stubble growing on his chin and said with a smile.

"Faith! It seems that Dao Cheng does not deceive me! Meng Hui patted Jia Yidao's shoulder and said excitedly.

"Then the marshal can give the order. Now that the war is about to start, it is best for the marshal to immediately order people to organize the people of the whole city to assemble a catapult for the ordnance supervisor, the catapult is very simple, the range of more than 600 steps is enough, there must be many carpenters in the city, Lord Wang only needs to send dozens of good hands in the ordnance supervisor to supervise those craftsmen. As for the rest of the ordnance supervisors, they can do their best to make gunpowder, fuses, and shells for thunderbolts. As for Lord Wang, he still needs to continue to test the burning time of the thunderbolt lead, especially the production of the lead must be accurate, otherwise if the lead burns out in advance, I am afraid that he will hurt himself before hurting the enemy. ”

Jia Rudao looked at Meng Hengdao.

"Pass on my commander's order, and order all the craftsmen in Xiangyang City to immediately go to the camp to gather and recruit the strong to cut wood. The rest of the things are all subject to the arrangement of Lord Jia, and those who violate the order will be killed! ”

Jia Rudao has already arranged all the arrangements that should be made, and Meng Hui is naturally happy to delegate power.

The excited craftsmen hurriedly listened to the order.

"Meng Shuai, take a step to speak." Jia seemed to see that the most tricky matter had been solved, and all that remained was to work overtime to make thunderbolts, and whispered to Meng Hui.

Meng Hui is on the rise at the moment, and the mountain that is pressing on his heart has been moved, and all of this is brought by Jia Yidao, so he naturally will not refuse. With the thunderbolt, Meng Heng naturally didn't worry about defending the city, after all, the power was there, and it depended on how many people were sent to the city.

In the Ordnance Supervision Mansion, Jia Rudao and Meng Heng sat opposite each other.

"Meng Shuai, that Wen Buhua mobilized all the 60,000 cavalry in the Huaixi and Huaidong theaters to participate in the siege of Xiangyang City, which is a godsend for my Great Song Dynasty."

The two of them sat down, and Jia Rudao said directly.

is just guarding the city, obviously too cheap to spend, Jia Yidao wants more. Regardless of whether the Mongols really changed the main direction of their offensive or made a temporary move, in Jia Rudao's opinion, they had to be beaten up in order to make them realize that if they wanted to destroy the Great Song Dynasty, they must first be prepared to pay enough costs.

Only in this way can Ogedai divert his attention and focus on the barren land of Europe, which is still far behind the Great Song Dynasty.

"It seems that the way means that Huaixi and Huaidong are invited to send reinforcements to catch turtles in that urn?" Meng Hui, who had experienced a hundred battles, immediately understood Jia Yidao's intentions and said excitedly.

"That's exactly what it means......"

"Marshal, the edict from Beijing!"

Before Jia Rudao finished speaking, there was a chant from Meng Hui's own soldiers at the door.

Meng Hui and Jia Yidao glanced at each other, and the two of them couldn't help but think of a question at the same time, could it be that the reinforcements from North Korea and China have arrived?

"Bring it up!"

Meng Hui took the secret letter of the Privy Council sent by his own soldiers, and when he saw the seal stamped below, his face was angry at first, and then he handed it to Jia Nidao with some helplessness.

Just from Meng Hui's expression, Jia Yidao could guess a lot of things. However, since Meng Hui had already handed over the secret letter, Jia Yidao naturally would not refuse. took the secret letter, glanced at it casually, and gently placed it on the desk in front of him.

"Hehe, it seems that the court and the central government are also in a mess, and the saint is even more difficult than us. It's a pity that this is a great opportunity! ”

“…… The saint really didn't misunderstand the Dao, alas......" Meng Heng looked at Jia Nidao, who was still smiling, and sighed.

"The mouth temperature is really enough to get off, and the three-way army comes out together, hehe."

Meng Hui stared at Jia Nidao left and right, as if he could see some clues from his face, and listen to the real thoughts in his heart, but unfortunately, from beginning to end, Jia Nidao was an ancient well without waves, so that he couldn't see anything abnormal at all.