Chapter 16 The Power of Dynamite
Xiong Tingbi was wearing a crimson scholar's uniform and sat in front of a table full of books, maps, and military information folds. He looked at the military information folds in his hand meticulously. Sometimes he circled a circle on a simple Liaodong topographic map beside him. The house was very simple. In addition to the thick collection of classics and history on the bookshelf, there were two tall vases placed on the vase stand next to the door. Xiong Tingbi worked in this very simple study.
However, at this moment, Sun Yuanhua stood quietly in front of Xiong Tingbi, silently staring at Xiong Tingbi without saying a word.
After a long time, Xiong Tingbi gently put down the military information fold in his hand, picked up the tea cup on the table, tasted it lightly, and said with a wry smile: "This is the tea I specially asked someone to buy from Jiangnan. It is fragrant and pleasant, it's very good. Lord Sun also came to have a cup."
Sun Yuanhua blinked his eyes and said lightly: "At this moment, Chen Yang is surrounded by Hou Jin. He is anxious and has no mood to drink this tea."
Xiong Tingbi straightened his waist, slowly straightened his body, stretched his waist wide, and said with some sneer: "I really admire Lord Sun's perseverance. This is the fourth time I have been looking for him in four days. I always follow him every day, and I don't train and train those gunners who control cannons."
Sun Yuanhua was still unmoved and said lightly: "If Lord Xiong had agreed to send troops to escort the cannons to Chenyang earlier, he would have not come to trouble Lord Xiong. If Lord Xiong still did not agree today, he would have to come tomorrow. The training will be done by the craftsman who came with me. Lord Xiong will definitely not forget the tasks given by him."
Xiong Tingbi smiled bitterly again and said, "Mr. Sun, I have already told you several times. Our army's field battles can't resist the impact of the Later Jin Iron Cavalry. Your cannons are all giants, and it is inconvenient to transport them. How do you send troops to escort them?"
Sun Yuanhua sneered and said, "The day before yesterday, Lord Xiong said that if reinforcements from all over the country arrived, let Zexia and those reinforcements go to rescue Chenyang. Now, Tong Zhongkui, the general of Sichuan Army, and Chen Ce, the general of Zhejiang Army, have all started to rush to Chenyang, why don't Zexia go to set off? Isn't this what Mr. Xiong says?"
Xiong Tingbi said loudly: "Now the military situation in Liaodong is changing all the time. The day before yesterday, I was just asking Lord Sun to prepare. However, yesterday, news came from Chenyang that the Later Jin Dynasty had cleared the moat and moat in front of the city. Now we have begun to fight in the city. It is possible that Chenyang will fall. How can we transport those sharp siege weapons to the front line?"
Sun Yuanhua has been studying firearms for a long time and has already gained a nearly superstitious trust in them. In his eyes, the Ming Dynasty, equipped with so many artillery, was a great humiliation for the defeat of the Later Jin Dynasty in the Battle of Sarhu. He also heard that the Later Jin Dynasty was about to attack the Ming Dynasty's city of Shenyang, and asked incredible questions: "Although Chen Yang did not bring the cannons this time, as far as we know, there are hundreds of artillery pieces of various sizes, how could it be so unbearable?"
When Xiong Tingbi saw Sun Yuanhua's questioning, he knew that Sun Yuanhua had never been to the battlefield. If he had known that Sun Yuanhua had not understood this military affairs at all, he sneered and said, "Mr. Sun is probably not there. Although there are hundreds of cannons in Chenyang, they are all small cannons. Moreover, the Later Jin Dynasty fought with our Ming Dynasty for many years, so he had his own way to defend against cannons. If he wore a cotton armor and a cotton helmet, he could effectively defend against the damage of the artillery shrapnel. Mr. Sun also knew about these."
Sun Yuanhua knew that the power of the cannons equipped by the Ming Dynasty was relatively small. Although they were more powerful, they were very little equipped. However, since the establishment of the Institute, the Institute has studied many methods to improve the power of existing artillery, such as using flowering bullets. However, these were too hasty and were not available to use them in Liaodong.
Sun Yuanhua changed his mind and thought that in addition to bringing those cannons, he also brought many zha medicines made by the research institute. He has seen the power of these zha medicines, and can only be described as destroying the world. It is the best tool to defend the city.
He said happily: "Mr. Xiong, I have never been on the battlefield, and I am not proficient in how to march and fight. However, I now have a magic weapon brought from the research institute. When I see it, I will definitely let you go to Chenyang."
Xiong Tingbi looked at Sun Yuanhua with a strange look and said seriously: "Mr. Sun, the battlefield is not a joke. Even if Master Sun wants to go to Chenyang, there is no need to make up such words. Today, I will tell Master Sun that I don’t plan to send those cannons to Chenyang, so Lord Sun doesn’t have to get involved in it anymore. With Shang Fang sword in my hand, even if you are a disciple of Grand Secretary Xu, I will not tolerate it."
Sun Yuanhua's face immediately turned red, as if he was suffering a lot of grievances, but then he thought that this was on the Liaodong front line, and the military order was more important than the mountain, so he should calm down. Then he took a deep breath, stared at Xiong Tingbi tightly, and said word by word: "Why does Lord Xiong think that I am making up a lie? Why doesn't Lord Xiong believe that I am? It's better for Lord Xiong to go to the schoolyard to see the power of the zha medicine. If Lord Xiong saw it, he would definitely agree to it."
Seeing that Sun Yuanhua was still entangled, Xiong Tingbi was very upset, so he brushed his sleeves and left the study angrily. Before leaving, he said harshly: "I am the governor of Liaodong. There are so many things waiting for me to deal with in Liaodong. I don't have time to waste time with Lord Sun."
Sun Yuanhua stood in the study in a daze. Thinking of the excitement when he received the emperor's imperial edict, he thought that he would show off his skills by going to the Liaodong battlefield, but the facts were always unsatisfactory. He has been in Liaodong for many days and has done nothing in Liaoyang City every day. Is this the purpose of coming to Liaodong?
At this moment, a bold and vicious thought suddenly appeared in Sun Yuanhua's heart. He suddenly remembered Xiong Tingbi's frightened look in panic by himself, and couldn't help laughing. After thinking about it, he followed him to leave the study.
Sun Yuanhua stood in a vast plain outside the east city gate of Liaoyang, forming a clear contrast with the surrounding light surface. There were dozens of craftsmen from the research institutes behind him. This place was not far from the Liaoyang city wall. Even from where Sun Yuanhua stood, you could clearly see the city wall on Liaoyang City. Even the figures of the soldiers walking on the city wall were very clear, and occasionally you could hear the loud conversations of the soldiers.
Sun Yuanhua stared at a small zha medicine bag wrapped in yellow butter paper in front of him, as if it was a deadly poison, and asked the craftsmen around him: "How powerful are these zha medicines? Is it loud? I want the sound here to be able to reach the governor's office in the city."
A black and tower-like strong man next to him grinned and said, "Mr. Sun has seen the power of this medicine. It is either a villain bragging, or these medicines can probably shake the vase in the governor's yamen to the ground. Don't worry, just watch from the side."
After saying that, he whispered to the people around him: "I guess when the medicine explodes, most of the horse riders in the city will fall off the horse, most of the people who drink will choke, and most of the customers who visit the brothel will lose their weakness." After saying that, the craftsmen around him laughed loudly.
When Sun Yuanhua saw everyone joking here, he also smiled and said, "Okay, do the serious business first. After finishing this, I will give you half a day off. I guess you will go to the front line tomorrow. Are you afraid?"
The man smiled again and said, "What are you afraid of? Our Ming Dynasty has such cannons and such powerful medicines. Even if we are afraid of killing too many Later Jin Tartars, we will be punished by heaven."
The man smiled again and said, "Liao Blacksmith, I think you are afraid that your Liu family will be in danger. Until now, your wife's belly is still not moving. Why don't you just recite scriptures on the city wall when you are in Chenyang? I'll help you with such murderous work." Everyone burst into laughter again.
The blacksmith Liu cursed: "I don't believe that killing those Later Jin Tartars will be punished by God. I just said it casually. If you don't kill tens of thousands of Tartars this time, you will be worthy of the emperor."
At this time, Sun Yuanhua quickly said, "Okay, you always keep whispering. If you want to blow up this medicine, you will go on vacation. What if you don't want to take a vacation?"
A group of craftsmen immediately replied, "I think, why don't I think, I feel so furious."
Sun Yuanhua laughed loudly and scolded: "I think, then you won't work hard for me."
So a group of craftsmen began to get busy, some were busy pulling the fuse, and some were busy putting the medicine. After a while, they were ready. Everyone was already away from the medicine. A group of people hid behind a large rock and looked at the medicine bag. Only Blacksmith Liu was next to the medicine bag. Blacksmith Liu took the fire stick in his hand and lit the fuse on the medicine bag. The fuse began to burn, crawling towards the medicine bag like a fire snake. Blacksmith Liu quickly threw the fire stick in his hand and ran towards the place where everyone was hiding.
As soon as Liu Blacksmith ran into the back of the stone, his tongue stretched out, gasping for breath, and cursed: "This zha medicine bag is dangerous to play. If I run slower or fall, this life will be given to God."
At this time, everyone was covering their ears. When they could hear what Liu Blacksmith said, Liu Blacksmith immediately covered their ears. This was not a joke, otherwise they wouldn't hear anything for at least a few hours.
At this time, the fuse was filled with blue smoke, and a dazzling spark flashed onto the small medicine bag. Then with a bang, the medicine bag made a deafening sound, as if it was a thunderbolt in the sunny day. Then a small mushroom cloud appeared above the medicine bag, and then the raised gravel and sand began to scatter from the sky like rain.
Everyone just felt a loud noise in their ears and a stuffy chest, as if their throats were squeezed out of their throats, and then there was a huge shock on the ground. The huge rock in front of them seemed to jump. Then they saw a large group of birds flying out of the woods in the distance. Looking at the explosion site, they saw a large shallow pit on the ground, with various gravel lying scattered near the center of the explosion.
Sun Yuanhua let go of his ears, and smiled and said to everyone: "The effect is very good. Hehe, everyone, you are on holiday now. Have fun tonight, but you must go back to the camp and set off tomorrow."
Chapter completed!