Contrary to what Yiyan expected, the visitor did not take him to the Prefect's Mansion, but detoured to the Taoist temple in the west of the city. Why is the Lord in the Taoist Temple
However, when he saw someone, his doubts were instantly forgotten, and Yi Yan rushed over in three steps: "My lord! How can you work so hard?!"
No wonder he was worried. At this moment, Liang Feng's sleeves are full of stains, his hair is loose, and his already pale face is completely bloodless, as if he will fall down at any time. Seeing Yiyan being so nervous, Liang Feng smiled and said, "My side is nothing, but the city is okay? Do the soldiers still have spare strength?"
"Yes!" Yi Yan couldn't help but stepped forward and supported the opponent before continuing, "Twenty-seven young men were injured, and all the auxiliary soldiers entered the battle. The main soldiers were just taking turns to supervise the battle, and did not personally meet them. The enemy. The enemy seems to be eager to attack the city, but they did not use their full strength. Several teams of troops took turns to rest, they should be trying to drag us down."
"Good control." Liang Feng nodded, this was the paralysis tactic he wanted. He didn't refuse the help of the other party, he said, "Follow me to the back, there are some things I want to show you."
The so-called back does not refer to those huts, but a secluded empty field behind the Taoist temple. As we got closer, the strong smell of saltpeter came to my face, there were a lot of shredded paper and burnt black marks on the ground, and a bonfire was burning in the distance.
"Fu Jun, the last one has been properly adjusted." Ge Hong stepped forward, his appearance was even more embarrassed than Liang Feng. Not only was his body dirty, but his face was covered with a lot of black ashes, but his expression was quite excited.
"Bring a shoulder crossbow." Liang Feng ordered without talking nonsense.
Soon, someone took the shoulder crossbow. Liang Feng took an object from Ge Hong's hand, hung it on the crossbow bolt, and said to Yi Yan, "Shoot it into the fire."
Yiyan didn't know why, so he took the shoulder crossbow and saw a bamboo tube tied above the crossbow arrow. It was about three inches in length. It should be solid and not light in weight. However, the fire was only a hundred paces away, so even if something was attached, it wouldn't lose sight of it. Yi Yan raised the crossbow machine with both hands, aimed at the fire and pressed down the hanging knife.
The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the crossbow arrow fell into the flames exactly. However, the next moment, a surprising thing happened, only to hear a "bang", there was a loud noise in the fire, as if being rubbed by an invisible big hand, the flames rose and sparks splashed.
This time is too powerful, it is like a thunder smashed into the fire. Yi Yan's hair exploded all over his body, and he flew in front of Liang Feng.
Liang Feng smiled: "It doesn't matter, this thing is just a little louder and has limited lethality."
Only then did Yi Yan react, and he looked down at the shoulder crossbow in his hand: "Is that the bamboo tube rattling?"
"It's called a gun battle. It's filled with ingredients, and it explodes when it's on fire." To put it bluntly, this thing is a black powder version of the second kicker, and the movement is not as big as the second kicker. The time is really tight, and the gunpowder is really limited, so this can only be done.
Liang Feng turned his head to Ge Hong and said, "Zhichuan, order one for Bo Yuan to see."
Seeing this ferocious Jie person was in shock, Ge Hong couldn't help showing a bit of lust on his face, took out another cannonball, and placed it on the open space a dozen steps away. This long lead was added, he lit the end of the thread with fire, and quickly retreated more than ten steps. The fuse ignited to the end, and the bamboo tube exploded in place. The sound was equally loud, but apart from the flying bamboo shavings that left a black mark on the ground, there was no other damage, and even the ground was as smooth as ever.
At this time, Yi Yan just recovered. This thing is like a firecracker, it can only hear a sound, not a real thunder.
Seeing that his mood was a little calmer, Liang Feng said, "Now that gunpowder is in its infancy, it can only produce such an effect. What do you think?"
If you change someone, after calming down, you may find that such large firecrackers are useless. However, Yi Yan was not one of those ordinary people. With a frown, he said, "If you use it at night, the enemy will definitely blow up the camp!"
This kind of movement, this kind of momentum, people who don't know why see it, they will only think that the sky is descending Xuan Lei. At night, it is even more deterrent.
Liang Feng nodded: "That's right. Now that the enemy feels that the victory is in their hands, and there is a large army in the formation, they must rest well at night. You lead ten brave and careful soldiers with a firm mouth, and lurk near the enemy camp with artillery. Enemy camp. If you order Buqu to attack from the side, you will be able to retreat the enemy in one go!"
Gunpowder is something beyond this era. Even if it is used in actual combat, it cannot let everyone understand its true function and principle. It's like conjuring a trick. If you don't know the inside story, you will be afraid of worship, but knowing the truth is just another game for fun.
Not to mention gunpowder, the horseshoes and hand crossbows developed by Fuzhong are still in a state of secrecy, Yi Yan naturally knows the importance of this. But looking at the fire in the distance and the heavy shoulder crossbow in his hand, he added: "Even if there are only ten people, it would be inconvenient to sneak near the enemy camp."
The guns tied to the arrows had no fuses, presumably because they were afraid of being discovered by the enemy by raising fire at night. However, in this case, you must hold a crossbow and shoot the cannonball into the campfire of the enemy camp at close range. Even the range of the shoulder crossbow is no more than 150 steps at most, and it is quite easy for the enemy to find it at such a short distance.
"It's okay, I'll think of a way to get those people to turn their attention." Liang Feng's expression became serious, "Tonight's battle can only be won, not defeated! There is only one chance, we must make these Huns retreat as soon as possible! "
Lucheng can't stand the chaos of the war, so we must drive away these thieves as soon as possible in order to save the hearts of the people. There is not much time left for him, and he has to take refugees and reclaim wasteland.
Yi Yan looked at the pale face of the other party, and nodded his head: "Don't worry, lord! This subordinate will definitely let the group of thieves come and go!"
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The night darkened little by little, and the half-full moon rose above the treetops. Tonight is a celestial phase with clouds covering the moon, the moonlight is dazzling, like a veil, and even the stars are hidden a lot. The four fields are dark, and only a few bonfires are burning in the camp of the Huns.
Liu Wei is not a reckless person, he arranged the camp early. They did not relax their defenses because of the lack of defense in Lucheng, but sent several teams of soldiers to patrol around the camp. The captured civilians were kept outside the camp to prevent these people from causing trouble and bombing the camp. There are also people who are specially guarding the gate of Lucheng to prevent the other party from opening the city in the middle of the night.
It can be said that any foreseeable danger is on alert. Even if someone sent thousands of troops to attack the camp, it would not be able to shake this solid camp.
The soldiers on patrol kept going around the camp. Apart from that, the camp was as silent as the four fields, not to mention people, even the horses were silent.
In this silence, there was a slight noise at the head of Lucheng Wall. Several ropes were thrown from the wall, and then, one after another, figures fell from the city. Like a group of ghosts in the night that even their shadows merged into, they silently landed on the ground and assembled into a team. No one made a sound, because their mouths were like horses, biting their bits, unable to make a sound, and even their breathing became shallow. After landing, these people formed a queue and sneaked along the left and right of the city wall to the distant Xiongnu camp.
However, one of the teams moved faster than everyone else. The ten shadows were like a pack of wolves running at night, rushing towards the camp. Their movements were light and skillful. The closer they got to the camp, the slower their marching movements became. At the end, everyone was crawling on the ground, like beasts foraging for food, silently approaching the camp.
This distance is too close. If it wasn't for the sentry standing by the bonfire, his vision blurred by the light, I am afraid that even a slight movement would have been discovered.
Therefore, none of these people moved, and each held the crossbow at hand, waiting for the signal to launch an attack.
On the top of the city, Liang Feng stood beside the arrow stack, looking at the looming bonfire in the distance. Due to heavy metal poisoning, his eyesight has been poor and he can see less at night. The night is dark, like a curtain that cannot be lifted. Such quietness is not a bad thing.
Half an hour passed quickly, and a family soldier stepped forward and whispered: "Lord, the time is up."
An hour was enough for Yiyan and the others to approach the camp. Liang Feng nodded slightly: "Let's start."
Following the order, a row of ten long bamboo arrows was brought up. Unlike other arrows, the heads of these arrows are all wrapped in cylindrical paper tubes, with a cotton thread hanging behind them. The shaft of the arrow is thin and long, without feathers, which is very strange.
Several arrows were placed diagonally on the shelf and aimed at the Xiongnu camp. Someone ignited a short wooden stick in his hand and put it on top of the cotton thread sprinkled with medicine.
A hissing sounded, the cotton thread quickly burned to the end, and a burst of gunpowder smoke smelled, and the arrow flew out with a bang, and it flew for about ten feet, and a silver tail flickered. Immediately afterwards, the second and third arrows rushed into the sky and fell towards the Huns' camp.
The night was so quiet that it was impossible to ignore such a scene. Liang Feng raised the corners of his lips slightly. He had played countless times in the sky monkey when he was a child, but he never thought that one day, he would see this scene again on such an occasion.
In front of the camp gate, a Xiongnu soldier heard a strange noise and looked up at the sky. Just a glance, he was startled. I saw that in the sky, silver stars fell from the sky and rushed towards the camp. How is this going? Why are shooting stars falling on their camp? ! Should it be a warning, or should I kneel down and beg the gods and Buddhas for mercy
The Xiongnu soldier was completely dumbfounded on the spot. He was the only one, together with his companions, all the patrolling guards had their eyes wide open, staring at the stars falling from the sky. At this time, in the shadow, someone moved.
A shoulder crossbow was held in his hand, the hanging knife was pressed down, and the long crossbow arrow flew out. His movements were too fast, almost as fast as the falling star. When the first crisp sound exploded in the air, the bonfire beside the Huns also exploded!
Like a dull thunder, tearing apart the quiet night. The Xiongnu soldier's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
"Mete... Mete... God... God's punishment!"
The sky falls, and Xuan Lei enters the camp! This is clearly the sin of God and Buddha! Only the unforgivable people would face such anomalies!
But the sound didn't end. One after another, thunder sounded, and the bonfire seemed to be roared by ghosts, bursting out three zhang rage, and rushed towards the camp in all directions. The entire Xiongnu camp was in chaos, and everyone was awakened by the thunder. However, when he rushed out of the tent, he was faced with more thunder that sounded on the ground. The flames splashed and burned the nearby tent, and the horse neighed and rushed towards its owner frantically.
Just a moment, the indestructible camp turned into a sea of ghosts and flames!