"So fast?"

When Yang Feng learned that Zhang Zhidong had fully agreed to his conditions and exchanged 10 million taels of silver for Yinren, the whole person was at a loss.

"Looks like we're underestimating them."

Huang Baijia also said with a wry smile.

"Ma, I knew it would cost 20 million taels!"

Yang Feng said sadly.

But he is not ready to add another 10 million taels, as a boss this bit of integrity should still be there, people in this year attach great importance to this problem, if he breaks his word and gets fat, even his subordinates will despise it, of course, the money will not be asked for more, but Yinren has to leave something on his body.

Yang Dashuai then got up and went straight to the prison behind.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, I haven't seen you for many days, and your complexion looks much better."

He stood in front of Yinren and said.

The latter immediately let out a howl like a wounded lone wolf, stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, opened a mouth full of white teeth, and pounced viciously, but then he was pulled by the chains on his hands and feet, and he kept pounced on Yang Feng again and again in vain, trying his best to bite him on the throat.

"What's going on, is he crazy?"

Yang Feng asked the warden with a gloomy face.

"Dashuai, don't worry, you just can't stand the stimulation and lose your mind for a while, the small ones have seen a lot like this, and they will be able to get better soon."

The warden said with some humility.

"Humph!"

Yang Feng snorted coldly.

He can understand Yinren's mental state at this time, looking at the satisfied expressions on the faces of those prisoners, he knows what kind of life this prince has been living these days, and he is also a dignified prince, maybe it is not uncommon to take other people's dry roads before, but being treated as a rabbit by others every day, this kind of stimulation is still too strong, especially by such a group of dirty prisoners, in other words, you have to find a psychiatrist after you are not crazy.

But the more ferocious thrill is yet to come.

"Go, find a piggger!"

Yang Dashuai then said to the prison warden.

"Big handsome, villains will, villains ancestral craftsmanship is what they do!"

A prison inmate next to him shouted.

"What are you?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Brawls hurt people!"

"Well, come and serve the prince well, and if you serve well, you will be rewarded, maybe you will be rewarded with a **** order!"

Yang Feng said.

"Thank you for your grace, it's just that the small family is at home."

The pigmaker said excitedly as he lay on the ground.

"Go, take him to get it!"

Yang Feng said to the guards beside him.

Almost half an hour later, the pigmaker retrieved his full set of equipment, and when he walked towards Yinren with the strangely shaped pig-splitting knife, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince immediately came to his senses, and it was obvious that he knew the purpose of this thing, and he stared at the pigmaker who was approaching him in horror, and kept shrinking back as if he were facing an approaching poisonous snake.

"Go away, don't come close to me, I'm the prince, I want to punish you Nine Clans, Yang Feng, I won't let you go if I'm a ghost, hmm!"

Then his mouth was gagged.

"If you become a ghost, I guess you won't have time to trouble me, tens of millions of Han souls killed by your family are waiting for you, and they will definitely like you very much!"

Yang Feng said with a sneer.

Then he watched the pigmaker find a good target, and with extremely skillful movements, he quickly pulled out the two bloody little things from under Yinren with a knife in his hand, and the gagged Yinren let out a painful snort, and then the cold sweat on his face came down. The pigsmith threw the thing on the ground and immediately began to treat his wounds, when a Laipi dog kept in prison stepped forward, and before everyone could react, he took the two things in his mouth and swallowed them directly.

"Okay, help His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to change places and take care of it."

Immediately afterwards, Yang Dashuai waved his hand and called the prison warden and said.

That's it, it is estimated that with such a rich life experience, His Royal Highness the Prince's psychology will be very distorted, generally such people are easy to become big things, and their actions are more decisive, Yang Feng likes to have one more such madman in Beijing, just like putting a rabies Tibetan mastiff in a pet store.

Five days later, ten cargo ships loaded with silver and gold sailed into the port of Changguo, followed by a large number of Ming troops blockading the port, began to weigh the gold and silver and then transported it to the warehouse of the Great Marshal's Mansion, after the gold and silver on the last ship were unloaded and checked, Yinren was pulled to the dock by a carriage, and then was supported by the guards who came to pick him up on one of the ships, and left the land that he would never forget.

Just as the carriage he was riding in drove into the yamen of the Ningbo prefect, Zhao Hongcan on the Zhenhai front line gave the order to attack again with an expressionless face, and the Qing army, which had increased to 100,000, launched a frantic attack on this not too big castle from the west and north.

"Throw a grenade!"

Sun Sheng hid behind the arrow stack, reloading his rifle and, like the old soldier, yelled at a new recruit who had just entered the battlefield.

The latter picked up a large black powder grenade with a wooden handle from under his feet in a bit of a panic, clumsily unscrewed the back cover, and a fuse inside hung down directly, he took out a match and rubbed it on the cartridge case, and the tetraphosphorus trisulfide on the match head was immediately ignited by friction, and then the fuse was ignited. But at this moment, the new recruit's hand shook somehow, and the smoking grenade immediately fell to the ground, and then he was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.

Sun Sheng screamed and pounced, grabbed the grenade and threw it out, just in the middle of a group of Qing soldiers carrying ladders, and the flames rose with an explosion, and several Qing soldiers were blown up.

"Be careful!"

He kicked the recruit hatefully and scolded.

Not far away, a man who assisted in defending the city whistled at this side with contempt, and then lit a strip of cloth under a porcelain bottle in his hand, and suddenly smashed this thing into the Qing army, and the flames of banana water rose instantly, and seven or eight Qing soldiers immediately turned into burning people.

Sun Sheng glared at him, picked up his rifle, aimed at a Qing soldier in an officer's uniform, pulled the trigger, and as the gun rang out, the latter responded, almost at the same time, a terrifying whistling sound suddenly came, he subconsciously fell to the side, the expected cannonball did not hit the city wall, but just as he quickly got up, an explosion sounded behind him.

"Blossom bombs?"

In a headquarters made of sandbags on the city wall, Feng Zhen looked at the explosion of fire in the city and said.

Yes, the Qing army used flowering shells.

At this time, on a position of the Qing army two miles away from the city wall, an official with a golden rooster on his chest was instructing the soldiers to reload the cannonballs for General Weiyuan's cannon.

"Lord Dai, that's not the case with the thief's flowering bomb."

Zhao Hongcan, who was beside him, said.

As soon as he finished saying this, a series of shells hit the Qing army in front, and the explosion of fire exploded so that the stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, especially two that exploded in mid-air, and the shrapnel and the iron sand inside hit the ground like a torrential rain, and those unlucky Qing soldiers cried wolf for a while.

"That's a matter of the fuse."

Master Dai frowned and looked at the shells that continued to explode in the Qing army.

At this time, more than a dozen Weiyuan general cannons in front of him have all been loaded, this kind of small mortar cannon is extremely troublesome to use, it needs to be loaded with many layers inside, and the muzzle of the cannon has to be sealed with wax, even the most skilled soldiers need some time to complete this set of procedures, in fact, it is just to scare people, originally in history, when it came to Yongzheng, it was simply changed to a solid cannonball.

"Fire!"

Master Dai immediately ordered.

The Qing soldiers next to the muzzles of more than a dozen cannons quickly lit the fuses, and almost at the same time, the Qing soldiers at the end of the cannons also lit the fuses behind, and soon one cannon after another sprayed flames, and the spherical shells with burning fuses rotated, like mortar shells, smashed down with a high-throwing trajectory. As for where it can hit, it can only be left to fate, this thing has no sights, in fact, because of the difference in ignition time, several shells exploded in mid-air, and as for those that landed, at least half did not explode because of the damage to the fuse, and even if they did, none of them hit the city wall.

Looking at this scene, those Qing artillerymen couldn't help but look at each other.

"Keep loading!"

The official said with a blank face.

"Father, I found it!"

At this time, a man who was looking for something with his head down in front of him suddenly picked up something from a puddle of water on the ground, and then waved his arms and shouted excitedly.

A shrill whistling sounded suddenly.

"Get down!"

The official yelled.

"Boom!" With a thud, a ball of flame exploded in front of the man, and the force of the explosion threw him up at once.

"Shelling!"

Almost at the same time, Zhao Hongcan screamed and plunged headlong into the puddle next to him, and then the artillery position behind him was engulfed by the flames of the explosion.

And on the city wall in the distance, the eighteen nine-pound guns of the first battalion of the Ming artillery are all aimed at this side, those artillerymen skillfully clean the chamber of the cannon with great speed, put it into the medicine bag, put in the cast steel flowering shell, the main gunner quickly made the final aim, and then ignited with the fire rope, with the flames sprayed out, a new round of shells whistled out, and instantly smashed on the artillery position of the Qing army.

"Ma, play with Lao Tzu with a cannon, and kill a ****!"

Chen Lie sat on a Taishi chair and said as he looked at the flames that exploded on the Qing army's position opposite.

But Lord Dai knelt on the ground as if he didn't realize it, and let the shells around him explode one after another, and the man in his arms was already covered in bruises, and even blood was gushing out of his mouth, but he still raised his arm with difficulty and stretched out his hand to Lord Dai and said: "Father, father, I have found what you wanted, let, we can repay the emperor's grace." ”

With that, he tilted his head and closed his eyes.

At the same time, a small object in his hand rolled to the ground, and it was an intact Mini bullet.