What Cheng Zhiyuan didn't know was that behind him, some of the generals of the official army drank too much and drank to the point of being drunk, but even if he was as strong as Zu Zhao, he was scruples, and what made him scruple the most was the powerful bow and crossbow that was constantly aiming at him, and this bow and crossbow made the Bu Yong behind him constantly have a meat gourd.

"The general invites the angels to descend to earth, at this moment, the heavenly master can be invited to get rid of the demons!" Heartfelt Buyong came over to give him ideas.

Bang!

A flying spear came over and directly pierced the guy who was going to invite the Heavenly Master to death.

Gong Yu Hongduan sat on the ballista and was very excited, what is this called? Is there a general in the million-strong army?

"Kill!"

After all, there are still hot-blooded men among the Yellow Turban thieves, who are extremely bold, and a team of men and horses are beating their shields and beating their shields, and eight hundred phantom horsemen are killed.

Gong Yuhong stopped, and Zu Zhao's eight hundred ghost riders also stopped, allowing them to attack forward.

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters!

When these yellow turban thieves entered the twenty meters, Gong Yuhong adjusted the huge powerful crossbow, pressed down the hanging knife, and ten powerful spears shot out!

The huge impact directly split a yellow turban thief who charged forward in half, and seven of the yellow turban thieves behind were directly pierced, and the spear passed through and was still stuck in the ground buzzing and shaking.

Shoot!

Han Dang led the cavalry to shoot flat, and the yellow turban thieves who charged in front of him could no longer find the appearance of a living person, the corpses were shattered, and the strong strength of the crossbow made none of them intact.

The drunken generals called their lieutenants over and asked them to pursue.

Defending the city? There is no need!

When the death squad of the Yellow Turban Thief was slaughtered, Cheng Zhiyuan was completely dead, the powerful crossbow was not something that the human body could fight against, Cheng Zhiyuan was not unseen of a strong crossbow, but because he knew that a strong crossbow needed at least five or six strong men to be able to pull it apart, but the power of this strong crossbow and the fierceness of the attack made him frightened in his heart.

"Retreat!" He snatched a horse, roared and galloped into the distance, no longer caring about the 10,000 soldiers and horses behind, he had fifty or sixty thousand soldiers and horses in Youzhou, and it was only a small part here, and he really didn't value the so-called soldiers and horses, the homeless people were everywhere as long as he used the means of the Taiping Heavenly Master to bewitch, he could bring out 10,000 horses at any time.

"Zu Zhao! Zu Zhao, ahhh He was furious in his heart, why did the heavens come to him to meet him, but let him meet this Zu Zhao, this Zu Zhao is almost a natural nemesis, but a weak-crowned young man made him retreat, with his title of the king of Youzhou, but he was so embarrassed.

As soon as he ran, the yellow turban thieves behind him hated his father and mother for giving him two legs, and the entire 20,000 people were driven like rabbits by the 3,000 people of the official army.

The phantom riders chasing behind each have their heads tied to their waists, which is a battle feat! And in the back, there are other brother troops laughing and fighting the autumn wind, what kind of war is this, it is clearly to pick up military merits!

Jixian County has completely lifted the siege.

Zu Zhao took a group of drunk generals to sleep, and even Lu Zhi was also sleeping.

When everyone woke up and saw that there were no more yellow turban thieves in Jixian County, all the generals went to see the military exploits!

Kill 10,000 enemies!

Zu Zhao's phantom cavalry killed 5,000, and the rest of the 5,000 men and horses were divided equally among the other generals.

Crossbow! It has become a rare existence for all generals, and Gong Yihong was invited by many generals to make this kind of strong crossbow for them. was directly rejected by the public loser.

So a large bag of silver was sent to Gong Yi Hong, "Gong Yi Master is willing to make a strong crossbow for me, these silver will be deposits, and the glory and wealth will be with you in the future!" ”

Gong Lose Hong directly returned the silver: "Gong Lose was saved by En Gong when he was in trouble, Gong Lose Hong swore that he would be a man before and after the saddle for the rest of his life, Gong Lose is not a person who can be moved by money, in other words, if Gong Lose is because of your silver to follow you, isn't it a villain who forgets his righteousness, and a villain do you rest assured?" ”

Everyone retreated, and Gong Yihong looked at these generals who came to send money and sneered: "Gong Yi is only being allocated by Engong to be able to have such an achievement, Engong is a peerless craftsman, even if he is not there, those powerful divine soldiers will appear, and he knows the truth deeply!" ”

When digging people up, the generals couldn't help but focus on Zu Zhao's body.

"Ancestor Zhao doesn't know that he can sell a hundred strong crossbows to a certain family?" In the big tent, a biased general stepped forward to ask.

After Zu Zhao knew the thoughts of these people, he directly set the price: "One thousand taels of silver!" A hundred strong bows are 100,000 taels of silver, and they won't be sold without this price! ”

As soon as the words fell, the general sat directly on the ground.

Even Lu Zhi felt that the price was too expensive.

"Teacher, this price is not expensive, the core magic of this strong crossbow is not what Gong Yi Hong did, but the disciple occasionally gets a Wu Mu suicide note, that is, a book of art of war written by Sun Bin, a master of the art of war, using this book of art of war, the disciple can let Gong Yi Hong design this strong crossbow, just the existence of the magical essence in this strong crossbow, it is priceless, if it is not for looking at the feelings of all my colleagues, my strong crossbow will never be sold!"

"Wu Mu's suicide note?" Lu Zhi suddenly came to his senses.

"Yes, it's Wu Mu's suicide note, this Wu Mu testament is a secret book that Sun Bin cooperated with another art of war, whether it is astronomy and geography or all kinds of combat weapons, the strong crossbow I used just now is one of them, and the existence of heavenly punishment is also a kind!"

The generals immediately pricked up their ears and listened, it turned out that the price of a strong crossbow for a thousand taels of silver was not expensive, this was an almost god-like inheritance.

Thinking of the amazing lethality of the strong crossbow, the eyes of several generals were red, and having a strong crossbow means a steady stream of military merits, and military merit is a good thing in this troubled world.

In the end, 200 strong crossbows were sold.

Seeing all the generals as if they had obtained peerless treasures, Zu Zhao couldn't help laughing.

"The eldest prince, it's really a pity that a peerless soldier like us is sold!"

Zu Ping couldn't stand it from the sidelines, these are the treasures of the ghost ride, how can they all be given to others? Not to mention a handful of 1,000 taels of silver, it is a legendary existence that can't be bought for 10,000 taels.

Zu Zhao shook his head and sold two hundred strong crossbows to a group of generals, and the 20,000 taels of silver were still borrowed from these guys in front of him, and they almost became underpants to make up such a huge number.

Even the public loss macro next to it doesn't understand why.

Zu Zhao stretched out his hand and said: "The strong crossbow is very powerful, but it is also very tolerant, once the power device of the pulley and bearing is broken, they must find us to repair it, there are no accessories such as pulleys and bearings, the strong crossbow is a joke, the second all the moringa around has been cut down by us, even if they buy a strong crossbow, there is no wooden spear made of moringa, it is equivalent to a joke, if you want to arm the strong crossbow to the teeth, you must buy my spear made of moringa again!" ”

Gong Yihong suddenly realized, looked like he barely understood, nodded, although he could understand the literal meaning of Zu Zhao, but he didn't understand more meanings, the title of the first scientist of the Three Kingdoms was only used in craftsmanship, but there was no profound political thought.

But Zu Zhao knew that he was fighting to feed the war! What was made was war money, just like the Midi country during World War II, which made a fortune in World War II by relying on war weapons. At this moment, Zu Zhao also formulated such a strategy for himself.

The strong crossbow sold to outside generals is, of course, the simplest one, and what is left to oneself is always the most advanced product, which is called the bottom line.

However, under Zu Zhao's explanation, the entire ghost rider relaxed, and two hundred strong crossbows that had been used many times and were about to become tattered were sold, in exchange for 20,000 taels of silver.

Zu Zhao very calmly discussed with Gong Zhihong how to make the bomb, and after making the firecracker, Zu Zhao had already determined that the bomb could be made.

What was to be done now was to hollow out the iron birch, a piece of wood comparable to steel, into a bomb shell that could not be too hard or too soft, and that it also had to have a trigger device.

After the collision, there will be an explosion.

After hearing Zu Zhao's conclusion, Gong Yuhong's eyes suddenly turned red.

Compared with the bomb, the attack power of this strong crossbow is garbage, thinking of Tang Jian being blown up by a firecracker, if it is the power of the bomb, doesn't it make everyone fly into the sky?

Iron birch was secretly transported and then secretly processed into the shell of the bomb.

Zu Zhao gave the drawings of the melon grenade to Gong Yihong, the melon grenade is small in size and easy to carry.

When the generals outside each held a strong crossbow to show off their martial arts, and they were arrogantly dragging and cool, Zu Zhao already had an extra melon grenade in his hand.

Gong Yihong's eyes were blood-red, he didn't sleep for three days and two nights for this melon grenade, and he made it fanatically, but now he wants to know the power of this melon grenade.

"With this thing, of course we want to see how powerful it is, let's quietly go to the state river to experiment with the power of this melon grenade!"

Zu Zhao took the melon grenade in his hand and smiled silently.

The powerful existence of explosives finally allowed him to invent it in the Three Kingdoms era.

If given time, he wouldn't mind pushing civilization forward with a wild pace.

On the state river, Zu Zhao let his ghost ride surround the state river up and down, and no one was allowed to approach.

In the case of Gong's loss of hope, Zu Zhao knocked lightly on the shore, and then threw the melon grenade into the water of the Zhou River.

Bang!

A huge noise sounded, and Gong Zhihong sat on the ground with his buttocks, this sound was louder than the sound of the firecrackers made by Zu Zhao, and the monstrous waves splashed directly onto the shore, and there were dense fish!

More than 10 catties of big fish that had been hidden deep in the ground of the state river were blown up, some fainted, and some were directly blown into several pieces.

Zu Zhao smiled, this is a good thing, in the Three Kingdoms era when you can't eat, this is a first-class fresh product.

"Come down to the river to catch fish, we're going to eat a lot tonight!"

Nearly 1,000 catties of big fish were caught.