Zhurou

Chapter 174
Pei Yong's face was faintly visible in the thin smoke.

Perhaps sensing movement behind him, he glanced back, shook his head slightly, and stopped again.

Zhao Mingzhi raised his eyes and looked down, only to see that the place where the gunfire was directed was indeed sunken in a large area, and some were blasted away, but the effect was not satisfactory, most of the places had only small gaps.

As if afraid of her disappointment, the same soldiers and militiamen who were in charge came over to praise her.

"Your Highness, this cannon fires really well!"

"Just now, both of my feet followed the ground and shook several times. I think with these cannons, it will be much easier for everyone to dig stones."

Zhao Mingzhi really didn't know what was considered good and what was considered bad, so he just boasted: "It all depends on the cannons adjusted by the officers and soldiers, but I don't know whether my cannons are considered correct."

The few soldiers were so ashamed by the praise, one of them couldn't help but said: "It's really nothing to us, but Pei Jiedu also led the artillery battalion in the past, every time he strikes, he hits every shot, everyone in the Jingzhao Mansion knows... "

Zhao Mingzhi only knew that Pei Yong was good at archery, but he didn't know that he had led the artillery battalion. Looking back on his experience, he didn't mention this, so he was somewhat surprised. He couldn't help but look up, and said: " Since that’s the case, why don’t you send it some time as well?”

As soon as she opened her mouth, Pei Yong naturally had no reason to refuse, he only responded: "I haven't adjusted the cannon for a long time, so I may not be familiar with it before, if I make a mistake, please forgive me, Your Highness."

But as he said that, the man ordered a few soldiers who had just adjusted the artillery, and they went down together into the ditch where the target was.

He went forward, took the iron pestle and other things, and led a group of people to test the ground one by one. First, he used the pestle, the shovel, and then his hands and feet. He also used the red cloth as a sign. At this time, adjust the muzzle order again.

This time Pei Yong personally adjusted it, all the soldiers and servants turned their heads to watch, even the people in the distance heard the news and waited and watched from afar, but there were already patrols guarding here, so no one dared to get too close.

And when he finished all the arrangements, he kneaded the fuzes of all the artillery pieces together, and dragged them all the way, until he got a few steps in front of Zhao Mingzhi, then turned his head and said to her: "This time, it's all at once, since your highness is coming down, Just make some more cannons, please."

As he said that, he took a fire pocket and made a move against the wind, and sure enough, the fire rose with the wind.

During this period of time, the city walls were built, the moat was rebuilt, and the number of artillery bombardments was not infrequent. Everyone saw a lot, and they were not very nervous.It's just that this time, seeing Pei Yong's actions and movements are very different from those of other people, he is more or less curious, and he doesn't know how many eyes are focused on this, whether he is far or near.

Seeing that Huo Yin was handed to him, Zhao Mingzhi stretched out his hand to take it, and leaned down to order it again.

The fuze on the ground was ignited by the fire, making a beeping sound, and soon divided into multiple parts, and burned towards the fort with sparks.

Zhao Mingzhi couldn't help looking up, and there was no one around who was looking at the muzzle of the gun.

Seeing the fuze burn to the tail of the cannon, Zhao Mingzhi held his breath and was waiting for something to happen, but he heard Pei Yong beside him whispering: "This time many cannons are fired, the momentum is unusual, Your Highness listen carefully."

As he spoke, he took another half step forward, slightly turning sideways to block her.

Zhao Mingzhi got the reminder and subconsciously covered his ears with his hands.

It was almost she who pressed her hands to her ears, and saw the shells in front of her shoot out one after another. Although they all went straight to the trenches on the ground, but the directions were not the same. Red cloth to different places.

Due to the different lengths of the lead wires, the firing time of the cannonballs also has a sequence, and because of the different directions and ranges, the bombardment time is naturally different.

In an instant, once the gunfire hit the ground, first dust and stones burst out everywhere, and dust and smoke billowed up.

Zhao Mingzhi's scalp was numb from the shock, and he felt the ground shaking repeatedly under his feet, and he couldn't stand stably.

Both times, she lit the fire with her own hands, and she also saw that it was loaded by hand. She naturally knew that there was no difference in the number of shells and the artillery itself. So violent, far beyond just now.

Besides the sound of gunfire, she didn't know if it was her illusion, as if there was the sound of some giant falling to the ground.

Because the dust was too heavy, the noise was non-stop, and it took a full quarter of an hour before the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Before Zhao Mingzhi took a closer look, gasping sounds could be heard from all around, and there was even an uproar in the distance.

It turned out that the ditch, which was piled up with sand and gravel and repeatedly poured with mud, was extremely solid. At this time, it was half collapsed by the bombardment just now, and the ground was full of large and small stones. A huge notch was blown out by the artillery in one corner, shaped like a goose beak, not to mention very abrupt, and it was still a little trembling at this time.

In the midst of the noise, someone yelled, "One more shot!"

But before the man finished speaking, the ground trembled slightly again. Almost at the same time, there was another "bang" sound, and the "goose beak" unexpectedly collapsed from its original place slowly and quickly.

Speaking slowly, it was because the stone tip first slid slowly and split from the original joint.

To put it bluntly, but once it splits open, it will be watched by people, and it will be directly smashed to the ground without even blinking.

At this moment, the speed of rebuilding the ditch in the south of the city was nearly half, not to mention the effectiveness of artillery fire.

The power of several cannonballs is really so high.

Zhao Mingzhi felt his mouth dry, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he just stepped forward, supported one of the cannons, and looked down at the ditch below.

I don't know if I saw her showing her head, or someone led her, or if she was suppressed for many days, and everyone was looking for a way to vent. In short, I don't know where there came from a human voice. What exactly was shouting.

Once this person started, the rest of the crowd followed suit, some shouted "Your Highness", some shouted "Long Live", some shouted "Di Kou Go", some called "Defend the City", and even screamed , Applauding, the momentum is huge, it is like overwhelming mountains and seas.

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"Every day, where is the fuss!"

In an office in the south of the city, Zhan Maotai, who was sitting at the table, couldn't help squinting his eyes and raised his head when he heard the noise coming from outside.

The classmate sitting opposite him was lowering his head and fiddling with the chips, obviously not distracted, still staring at the rough chips in his hands.

Zhan Maotai didn't get a response, so he pushed the document in front of him, and kicked the chair behind him irritably.

There were more than ten people around the table, all busy around the table, no one paid attention to Zhan Maotai's movements at this time, and let him walk to the door.

Only this time when he put his hand on the gate, he heard a loud rumbling noise from a distance, even the doors and windows faintly trembled.

Zhan Maotai didn't check for a moment, he made a wrong foot and fell to the ground.

He just fell on the ground, holding on to the door, not daring to move, he kept shouting "Come here", cold sweat broke out on his back, and he turned his head and screamed: "Is the Di people attacking the city?"

(End of this chapter)