The construction of the fortifications by the Langya bandits was going very smoothly, except for the dirt road in the middle of the Matoupo, no one knew that there was at least a bamboo stick isolation belt about one zhang wide on the entire cloth.

Because they didn't know the power of the Divine Fire Crow, Yang Zi and Tang Fei also prepared more than a dozen two-finger-thick planks in the fortifications to resist the shock wave of the gunpowder explosion.

Now all that remains is to wait, as for whether they can stop the pace of reinforcements, the two of them don't have much in their hearts, and they can only pray that they can stop it!

……

After the Allies arrived, Fan Jinyan did not go to Matoupo to see the fortifications built by the brothers, he firmly believed that he would not be wrong, and Yang Zi and Tang Fei would not let him down.

Shangyang Village is built on the low slope of Shangyangling, which seems to be not high, but it is definitely a man who is not open. Because the slopes of the hill are not high, there are many rocks on the slopes, and a few people are arranged to throw stones down the mountain, which is enough for the people under the mountain to drink a pot.

The leaders who lived in the mountains all the year round were also stumped by this terrain, and they all asked Fan Jinyan for a plan to attack the mountain.

Stratagem?

Fan Jinyan looked at the bare mountain bag, and lost his temper, no matter which direction you go up the mountain, you will be discovered. Moreover, you don't need to send many people on the mountain, you only need a few or ten on one side, and even if you have thousands of people, you can only stare dryly.

Set?

Are you sure you can set the stone on fire?

Send someone to climb up?

One or two may be okay, too much, are you blind when you are a human being? What's more, a few people up there are a lot of farts to do.

Fired from the back?

Come on! If people just find a big rock to hide, you can only stare dryly, not to mention, so high, lead bullet flying up, is there still lethality?

Smoky?

I don't care about you......

Everyone has made difficulties, how should this battle be fought? All the marginal methods were rejected by Fan Jinyan.

He didn't have much to do for a while, after all, he wasn't very good at marching and fighting.

In fact, Fan Jinyan also thought of the Divine Fire Flying Crow, judging from the distance of visual inspection, it is not impossible to launch directly from the bottom of the mountain to the mountain, but that thing is in the hands of the grotto village, and now if you want to grab it, it will be more difficult than hitting the Yang Village. After all, if the troops go to fight the grotto, they will definitely be surrounded by other villages, and it is impossible for the people in the grotto village to put good things and not use them, and they may not be able to grab the Divine Fire Crow after the fight.

In fact, Fan Jinyan didn't know one thing, that is, the Divine Fire Crow was not suitable for such a mountain attack, it was a common thing for sailors, and only in naval battles could it exert its power.

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"Damn, I don't want to, just hit it, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, Lao Tzu can't take a cottage if he has a firecracker." Liang Xu, who spoke loudly, was naturally a tendon, and when he saw that this was not good, that was not good, he lost his temper for a while, and he became confused.

"Nonsense." Fan Jinyan had a straight face, and after a sentence against him, he said to the other village owners: "Attacking when you are not absolutely sure is undoubtedly the most stupid, you know, for every person who dies, our strength will be reduced by one point, and we must not be reckless." ”

Fan Jinyan's words of reprimanding his subordinates confused the leaders of several villages, but fortunately, they all focused on how to go up the mountain and did not pay attention to his tone. Otherwise, he will definitely be on guard.

For the whole night, no one could make any useful suggestions, was there only one way to go?

Since there was no need to attack, the soldiers of each village did not get up in the morning to prepare, but went to the mountains in groups to hunt game.

Fan Jinyan also got up after a long sleep, and as soon as he was holding up his waist outside, he saw several young men who were about fifteen or sixteen years old making slingshots.

Out of curiosity, he walked up to a few people and asked, "What are you doing here?" Is it possible to hunt birds to eat......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, pulled his legs and ran into his tent, confusing the young men who were answering his questions behind.

Soon, Fan Jinyan drew a simple siege apparatus with black charcoal on top of the tent. That's right, it's a return cannon.

The Huihui cannon is actually an improved heavy stone throwing machine, because in the Song Dynasty, the Mongols used it for the first time to attack Xiangyang, and it was also known as Xiangyang Run.

Later, because of the development and application of firearms, the return artillery gradually withdrew from the stage of history.

Fan Jinyan's painting is slightly different from the historical return cannon, which is smaller and simpler. His requirements are not high, as long as he can throw stones up the mountain, he doesn't care if he can hit people or not.

Because he suddenly realized that on this bare mountain, perhaps only smoke was the best way. But the smoke he wants is an upgraded version of the biochemical weapon, the smoke can't kill you, it stinks you, as long as the people on the mountain are forced down, everything will be fine.

His method has been unanimously praised by the owners of the villages, but the ammunition method he said is disgusting, and there is even a feeling that he can't vomit.

In order to win the war, any means are legal, and Fan Jinyan answered them like this, and he did so.

He gathered dozens of soldiers and told them to collect all the excrement of the soldiers, stir it into a paste with water, pour the stinking yellow and black things on the hay that had been prepared long ago, wait for the sun to dry all the dung-stained hay, and then wrap the disgusting grass on the stones, and if it was too dry, he asked the soldiers to pee on it. It took more than 200 of these chemical shells to stop it.

The simple return cannon is also doing very well, anyway, it is a disposable equipment, and it is thrown away when it is used up, and no one cares if it looks good or not, as long as it can throw disgusting stones up the mountain, it's fine.

Due to the time spent on making shells, Fan Jinyan also specially sent people to Matoupo to inform Yang Zi and them, so that they did not know what happened, and left their positions to join the battle.

Another day passed, and more than a dozen towering return guns stood at the foot of the mountain, and the soldiers pinched their noses and carried stinky bombs weighing dozens of pounds to the side of the return guns.

"Will it work?" Liang Xiangru pinched her nose and said suspiciously.

Fan Jinyan didn't care, and said with a smile: "Now you can't stand the smell, what will they feel like after they ignite it and throw it on the mountain after a while?" ”

"It's too, it stinks, you guys play! I'll go to the back. After Liang Xiangru finished speaking, she ran back to the camp.

Fan Jinyan smiled at her back, turned back to the soldiers with the cloth on their noses and shouted, "Reload." ”

After the words fell, two soldiers worked together to pick up a big stone and put it in the stone-throwing basket.

"Ignition, launch." Fan Jinyan waited for them to be put away, and then shouted.

The soldier complied, picked up a torch and lit the foul-smelling hay wrapped around the stone.

"Whirring ......"

The hay outside the boulder instantly ignited, and the fire quickly became smaller, and a thick yellow-black smoke accompanied by a foul smell suddenly emitted out, making the surrounding soldiers cough and tears.

Fortunately, after the chemical shells were dropped, the poisonous smoke below quickly dissipated.