"Yes, an iron shell is used here. There are grooves on the iron shell, so it can crack when it explodes. And the lead wire should be even in thickness, leaving about a foot. It can't be too long, nor too short.

Don’t blow up the Jin people, blow up your own people first!”

"Get rid of all those messy things, leaving only these three things: charcoal, sulfur, and saltpeter. The specific gravity is fifteen kilograms of saltpeter, three kilograms of charcoal, and two kilograms of sulfur. No more, no less!"

"By the way, remember to coat the shell of this thing with a layer of gold juice. You don't care if it smells bad or not. What I want is a weapon that can kill people, not a pear flower released by the people!"

"That's right, just use fierce fire oil. Prepare some more and collect all the fierce fire oil in the capital for me! Tie a rope under the base! The rope must be thick enough and long enough! Fire prevention is very important!"

Zhao Huan, who has always been immoral in the five elements and has an incorrect horoscope, is preparing to carry out a dimensionality reduction attack on Wanyan Zongwang.

No matter how good the eagle shooter is, he may not be able to shoot a hot air balloon flying in the sky, even if this so-called hot air balloon is just an extra-large Kongming Lantern.

In the same way, no matter how difficult it is to attack and fearless about death, the Iron Pagoda will still be blown up when faced with grenades falling from the sky.

The only pity is that Zhao Huan did not have much time left to produce a sufficient number of flintlock guns——

There is no need for a machine gun, only a flintlock gun or even a matchlock gun, and a three-stage or even four-stage attack mode is enough to make Wanyan Zongwang hate Bianjing.

…

On the bank of the Dongshui River, sword flashes often bring clusters of blood flowers with them. The young and strong people who run fast try to escape, while the old, young, women and children who run slowly can only express their feelings with sky-shattering cries.

Frightened.

However, no matter whether they were running with their lives or crying loudly, the common people who were unarmed and didn't even have a donkey under their crotch could not outrun the four-legged cavalry. Once they were caught up by the cavalry, they would often end up being hacked to death.

The Jin soldiers who wanted to kill people and seize wealth, the three thousand resentful cavalry who wanted to avenge Pharmacist Guo, and the countless Qiangliang of the Song Dynasty who pretended to be Jin soldiers and wanted to take advantage of the situation, these people worked together to create such a Shura field on the bank of the Dongshui River.

Wanyan Zongwang was satisfied with this, and then issued an order to massacre those powerful men of the Song Dynasty - when the tigers were eating, why did wild dogs that were not even jackals come to join in the fun?

Zhao Huan, who had been giving advice in the weapons prison before, hurried to the city after receiving the news, was almost going crazy.

"Who can give me an explanation?"

Lu Xun, the "degenerate scholar" who was wanted by President Jiang, once said that when you think you have a pig teammate, you will often find a group of pig teammates behind you.

This is how Zhao Huan feels now.

Although he had long known that he had a bunch of pig teammates and it would be difficult to lead him to victory, Zhao Huan never expected that it would be so difficult to lead Song Dynasty in the fairy game——

The corpses of more than 10,000 civilians in the city were scattered on the bank of the Dongshui River. In the distance, the Jin soldiers rode horses to lead prisoners one by one, and came to Xuanze's door in a carefree manner.

The defenders of Dongshui Gate actually allowed more than 30,000 civilians in Bianjing City to flee the city?

When the hell is this happening? There's a war going on, and you dare to let people flee the city? Think it's a spring outing? This is a war that will kill people!

What about the previous notice to provide peace of mind? Where did it go? Or were these pig teammates just thinking about not having to work during the holidays, so they didn’t post the notice to provide peace of mind at all?

Also, what about the defenders of Dongshui Gate? If the defenders can stop these people and cooperate with the official missions of Shuntian Mansion, can these people still leave the city?

So, my face is so worthless, and a group of pig teammates joined forces with a tacit understanding named Wan to slap my face like crazy?

When he was extremely angry, and saw that Li Gang and others were afraid to speak, Zhao Huan became even more angry. He simply pointed at Li Gang and others and cursed: "Or are you using your strength to prove that you have the power?"

How stupid?

What time is it now? You actually dare to let people escape from Dongshuimen? Do you think it is safer outside the city than in the city?"

Pointing to the corpses lying scattered on the bank of Dongshui River in the distance, Zhao Huan couldn't help but said angrily: "Once the Jin soldiers drive the people to attack the city, what will be done?"

Zhao Huan's mouth was spewing venom, and He Ji, who had just been promoted to the commander of the Imperial City Division by Zhao Huan, hurried over: "Guan family, Bai Xiang gave my father the battle plan and ordered my father to go to war and rescue him.

People outside the city."

"Call He Qing back!"

As soon as He Ji mentioned the word formation diagram, Zhao Huan's heart suddenly froze. When he heard the word battle, Zhao Huan's heart completely turned cold.

He Guan was loyal but lacking in ability. If Bai Shizhong also used the formation diagram he came up with by slapping his forehead with useless snacks, it is estimated that the people outside the city would not be able to be saved. Instead, He Ji would probably destroy the defenders in He Ji's hands.

All the soldiers were brought in——

Why did Zhao Er, the God of Cars in Gaoliang River, run away on a donkey? Isn't it because this sand sculpture used formation diagrams to perform remote micro-management, and the frontline generals had supervising troops on their heads who had no immediate command authority?

It's the first year of Jingkang's reign. How dare these idiots who don't understand war dare to play micro-manipulation of formations? I wonder how the word "death" is written?

What's more, the battle situation outside the city has been decided now, and the Jin soldiers have led the people to the city. Even if He Guan leads the troops out of the city, it is too late.

"Immediately send someone to send a message to Zhong Shidao and Yao Pingzhong. Taking advantage of the fact that the Jin people are unprepared, ask them to send people straight to Moutuogang and look for an opportunity to burn all the food and grass in Moutuogang!"

The situation was brought to this by these pig teammates, and Zhao Huan could only do his best to remedy the situation: "Tell them, I don't have a formation plan for them. It's up to them to decide whether to fight or how to fight. No matter what the outcome is,

I am responsible for everything.

Also, bring me all the palm mines made by the weapons inspector and tie them to the eight-oxen crossbow. Let Guangbei siege team speed up the progress of the big car."

After giving a series of orders, Zhao Huan turned his attention to the city again.

Li Gang, who was worried and uneasy, looked at Zhao Huan and said in a low voice: "The officials will go back to the palace for now? What if the Jin soldiers drive the people to attack the city..."

Zhao Huan shook his head and replied: "It's just a bad name, I can afford it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few cavalry Jin soldiers came out from the city, escorted several captured people to the city of Bianjing, and shouted loudly: "Song soldiers on the top of the city, listen! I, the second prince of the Jin Dynasty, have a good life."

With great virtue, as long as you are willing to open the city and surrender, we can release you and other Song people, otherwise, no chickens or dogs will be left!"

Zhao Huan had a gloomy face and shouted loudly: "If you let me, the people of the Song Dynasty, I can let you leave safely and never send troops to pursue you. Otherwise, if you kill one of my people with the surname Wan, I will definitely slaughter you for gold in the future."

Ten people in the country! These words and oaths will be heard by ghosts and gods, and will be judged by heaven!"

The golden soldiers under the city burst into laughter. One of them even reached out and grabbed a tied common man. After pulling him to his side, he bent down and pulled up his hair. Then he cut off the common man's hair and smiled evilly at the top of the city.

He shouted: "Emperor Dog, you can't even save your people, how can you be an emperor?"

Zhao Huan's expression became even more gloomy. After snorting coldly, he simply pulled out the sword from his waist, cut off a piece of his hair, bowed to the city again, straightened up and shouted: "People below the city, listen! I am Zhao, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty.

Huan!

Today, I can't save you, so I can only cut off your hair and swear an oath on your behalf: Today you are waiting for one person to die, and I will kill ten gold soldiers in the future.

You wait for revenge! Otherwise, God will hate you! God will hate you!"

After shouting, Zhao Huan looked coldly at Wanyan Zongwang in the distance and shouted: "What the hell are you waiting for! Wan, you attack the city! I'm waiting for you here!"

The soldiers on the top of the city, as well as Li Gang and others, had already knelt on the ground - let alone the nonsense that the scholar-bureaucrats of the Song Dynasty were not interested in kneeling, the emperor Zhao Huan was forced to cut off his hair and take his head, so he still didn't kneel

?

The key is that if Zhao Huan scolds the public like this, this official family will become notorious in the future as a beetle riding a big boat. Not to mention the people standing on the top of the city now, there are only a few people in the entire Bianjing city who can afford it.

Take this responsibility?

"Official!"

Li Gang took off the helmet on his head and placed it in front of him. He knelt down on the ground again and said, "This is all the fault of the ministers and not the fault of the officials. I hope the officials will temporarily calm down the anger of the thunder and take care of the holy body."

"I'll take care of myself!"

Zhao Huan cursed angrily: "Jin Bing is right, I can't even protect my own people, what kind of emperor do I think I am? What kind of emperor do I have the face to be? Huh?"

And all of you, get up! If you still know how to write the word "disgraceful", then show off the spirit of knowing your shame and then being brave, guard Bianjing City with me, kill this bastard named Wan, and use his

Come with a human head to pay homage to me, the people of the Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Huan originally thought that he had been the emperor for decades in his previous life and had already developed a calm imperial spirit, but now it seems that he is still the same young man without any change.

Wanyan Zongwang looked dumbfounded when he looked at Zhao Huan on top of the city.

Is this madman who looks like a shrew really a gentle and elegant Song Dynasty? Is the emperor of the Song Dynasty such a bird? How can he be more vulgar than me?

In great anger, Wanyan Zongwang also angrily drew out his sword and struck it at the head of Bianjing City from a distance: "Attack the city! After the city is defeated, the sword will not be sealed for ten days!"

The temptation of this order to not seal the sword for ten days after breaking the city is infinite. Under this temptation, a large number of Jin cavalry led by three thousand resentful troops drove more than ten thousand captured Song people.

Come to Bianjing City.

Crying and flinching are of no use. Apart from being punched and kicked by the golden soldiers, they will be directly hacked to death by the angry golden soldiers who draw their swords.

On the top of the city, Zhao Huan's face became increasingly gloomy.

After looking at Li Gang and others who were obviously different from before after being hit by a heavy hammer, Zhao Huan cursed and took a hastily made grenade and tied it to the crossbow arrow of the Eight Ox Crossbow, and tied it tightly with a rope.

After the golden soldiers under the city got close, they lit the fuse with a fire stick and shouted: "Fire the arrow!"

A large number of divine arm archers who had already prepared had already connected the hook-shaped device at the front of the divine arm bow to the city wall. After unfolding the bracket below and fixing it, they shot out the long arrows tied with thunderbolts in their palms. .

For Zhao Huan at this time, issues such as whether the grenade will affect the range are no longer important, and even who opened the Dongshui Gate is no longer important.

The important thing is that now we must teach his surname Wan how to behave!
Chapter completed!