The earth-shattering explosion came from the cannonball tent in the north, and Wang Yong and dozens of guards touched there, and after killing a dozen Tartar guards in the tent, he heard the roar of firecrackers outside. Although Wang Yong didn't know why Song Nan used the fire gun to reveal his identity, he knew that his task at the moment was to destroy the cannonballs of the Tartar as much as possible, so he didn't have time to see what was happening.

However, Wang Yong encountered a major problem in his life, the tent was full of large boxes, and the weeds in the boxes were full of large black round balls, according to Song Nan's description, these were cannonballs, and they were filled with explosions. The flowering bomb of the medicine, but after fiddling with it over and over for a long time, Wang Yong didn't understand how to detonate this thing.

The big black and heavy dick was smooth, and there was not a single crack in the shell, and there was no place to pry it open, knowing that there was gunpowder inside, but it was like a dog biting a hedgehog and nowhere to go.

After working for a long time, the sound of fire guns and shouts of killing outside became more and more intensive, Wang Yong's heart was as anxious as fire, how could Lord Song and a dozen people confront hundreds of Tartars? I can't do such a thing by myself, and seeing that these iron bumps have no choice, I am so angry that I almost vomit blood.

"Fuck, what to do? Who can destroy this thing, and who can sue me? Wang Yong smashed the big iron ball in his hand to the ground.

One of the guards hurriedly said: "Be careful, these guys will explode if they collide violently." ”

Wang Yong was surprised: "Will the violent collision explode?" How do you know? ”

"The villain had worked in the Shenji Battalion for a year before entering the Jinyi Guard, and the shells of the Shenji Battalion were flowering shells, and they could not be smashed indiscriminately, and on the way to transport the shells into Beijing, an ammunition exploded in the car when the carriage and horses were bumpy, causing the explosion of the entire cart, affecting the cars and horses near the left, and seventy or eighty people died. For this reason, the original artillery camp Qianhu was put in prison by the little grandfather, haven't you heard of this? ”

Wang Yong shook his head and said, "Where do I care about these things, but according to what you say, these iron bumps will collide and explode, and they will affect others?" ”

"That's natural, when it explodes, how powerful is the gunpowder and iron ball inside, how can it not explode when it hits other shells?"

"Okay, great, damn it, why didn't you say it earlier, the bad man stayed here for a long time." Wang Yong rubbed his hands and said.

"You didn't ask, the villain still knows about it, but the time has not yet come."

"When the time comes, you grandmother, come here, take one by one, and smash it hard for me."

"Ah...... My lord, wouldn't all of us be killed by the explosion, and besides, it would be difficult to detonate it if we smashed it with our hands, so how much strength did we have, the cannonball flew several miles away and fell to the ground, and the force of the impact was bound to detonate. ”

Wang Yong frowned and looked around, and suddenly said happily: "There is, take a few, isn't there a Tartar cannon not far outside?" Let's shoot a few shots into the tent from a distance, are we afraid that it won't explode? ”

"Good idea." The guards escaped death and echoed in unison.

At the moment, while the Tartar soldiers were facing themselves to reinforce to the south, Wang Yong led people to a fort dozens of steps away, and the Tartars adjusted the muzzles of the Condor cannons in the direction of the Great Wall, Wang Yong and others would not adjust, dozens of people used brute force to turn the muzzle of the cannon to the direction of the ammunition tent, and under the command of the half-hung gunner who had been in the Shenji Battalion for a year, filled the gunpowder into the chamber and put the shells into the barrel; Wang Yong called 'Amitabha', reached out and took a torch, and lit the fuse behind it.

A big explosion that moved the ground today was born, and thousands of flowering bombs burst into flames like a fireworks vault in an instant, bursting out with a series of roars. The shells were driven by a huge force, shooting irregularly in all directions, some jumped up in the air and burst open, some crashed into the dirt and exploded, and the sky was full of flying stones and dirt, as well as iron balls and iron pieces filled with ammunition.

The Tartar soldiers and horses, who had not yet arrived, were frightened by the fire and smoke rising from the top of the hill and the roar of the whole ear, and they did not dare to move, and the stones and dirt falling from the sky fell on their faces.

The position of the Condor cannon is even more chaotic, full of roars and sparks, smoke and fog everywhere, it is like being in hell, everyone can only hold their heads and shrink on the ground, let the arrangement of fate, here, life and death are not decided by themselves, but completely determined by the destiny of heaven.

But in fact, Song Nan and the others who were in the south of the open space were much less dangerous, the large open space opened up by the Tartars was hundreds of steps wide, the place of battle in the south and the ammunition depot in the north were nearly two hundred steps away, and the hard-hit area of the shell explosion was still in the north, although there were sporadic shells that were ejected and exploded, but after all, the number was very small. Moreover, Song Nan and the others were shrunk under the pedestal of a fort, which could be regarded as having some barriers. Regardless of the explosion in his ears, Song Nan just hugged Ye Fanggu in his arms with his head, letting the dirt fall down, almost burying his body, and couldn't distract himself from other people.

As long as a nightmare, the sound of the explosion finally stopped, Song Nan arched himself hard, got up from the dust, only to feel the stinging pain in his left arm, shaking off the dust on his head and face, and when he opened his eyes, he was also startled. Between a Tartar scimitar embedded in his left arm, an inch deeper.

Ye Fanggu also got up, she was unharmed under Song Nan, but when she saw that Song Nan was injured, she exclaimed in fright.

Song Nan said with a smile: "It's okay, this is a flying scimitar that slashed me, it's a blessing, the wound is not deep, and it didn't hurt the big blood vessels." Bandage me up, we must find our brothers and get out of here, and in a moment the Tartars will surround us. ”

Ye Fanggu hurriedly tore off a piece of underwear, sucked the soil off Song Nan's wound with her lips, and wrapped it tightly. At this time, some people around him got up one after another, and four of the more than ten guards were unfortunate and could only sleep here forever, and the rest were all injured, but fortunately, there was no big problem.

The surrounding Tartar soldiers who were on the ground also got up one after another, humming and coughing, and some of them groaned, apparently wounded.

"Go to the king. Let's see if they're okay. Song Nan picked up the firearm and stood up, and fired a shot at several Tartar soldiers who stood up next to him, sending them into hell completely. As soon as the fire crackled out, the surrounding Tartar soldiers reflexively climbed down together, thinking that another round of disaster was coming.

"Don't delay, go and find the king." Ye Fanggu may have been a little unbearable for Song Nan's murderous behavior, but she didn't want to say it directly.

"Yes." Song Nan hurriedly ran to the north with six or seven personal guards, calling Wang Yong's name as he ran, and the smoke on the field was still filled, like a heavy fog in the sky, and it was gray after a few steps, and it could only be identified by sound.

On the hillside to the west, the sound of the Tartar soldiers and horses of the brigade was clearly audible, Song Nan and the others were still anxiously looking for a call, and suddenly, Ye Fanggu grabbed Song Nan and the others: "Listen." ”

Song Nan frowned and listened carefully, a bamboo whistle sounded weakly, it was the bamboo whistle equipped with Jinyi Wei, but it was always blowing full of energy, and it was the first time I heard it when I was so weak, and the sound was not far in front of the side.

Everyone followed the sound and rushed over, and finally saw a bunch of people on the side of a collapsed fort, seven or eight guards surrounded Wang Yong leaning on the broken stone base, one by one covered in blood, Wang Yong was holding a bamboo whistle in his mouth and blowing weakly.

"Wang Yong." Song Nan hurriedly stepped forward and shouted.

Wang Yong shouted weakly: "My lord, are you all right?" Humble duty is fortunate not to be dishonored. ”

Song Nan nodded again and again, and ordered people to immediately check the situation of the surrounding guards, more than 30 Jinyi guards and fire guards died more than 20 people, most of them were hit by foreign objects and died, Wang Yong and seven or eight guards who survived were also injured; One of Wang Yong's arms and legs were broken by falling rocks, and the others were also seriously injured. It was only a few dozen steps away from the explosion point, and it was the area where the impact was most severe, and it was fortunate that it survived.

"Let's go." Song Nan took the lead in helping Wang Yong up, and the rest of the slightly injured guards also helped up the people with impaired mobility, Ye Fanggu looked forward to explore the way, and there was no place to choose at this moment, and the sound of the soldiers and horses of the Tartar reinforcements in the rear was approaching, so he could only go in the opposite northwest direction. Fortunately, the fog was difficult to dissipate for a while, and the field was also full of crying and shouting, and the Tartars could not figure out their direction for a while.