Tang Dynasty: The poisonous scholar in the Eastern Palace, please abdicate and let the wise one take

Chapter 294 Killing the Cavalry at Eight Hundred Steps Away
outside the city.

The Arab military camp.

Moro looked expressionlessly at the corpse being dragged back by his men.

There were finger-sized bloody wounds on each corpse, some of which passed through the body, and some had iron balls deeply embedded in them!
"What kind of weapon is this? Have you ever seen it?"

"Never."

"It looks like an arrow, but an arrow cannot cause such horrific penetrating injuries."

"The leather armor they were wearing was enough to block ordinary arrows. How could it be penetrated so easily?"

Everyone was talking about it, but they still couldn't figure out what kind of weapon could have caused such a wound.

In their perception, such weapons do not exist!

Moro also turned his head to look at Moricoli. As a participant in this battle, no one has more say than him. "Moricoli, tell me what you think."

Moricoli took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Their weapons are very strange. They look like black iron pipes, but when you get close, flames will come out of the iron pipes."

"Then there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, which rang in our ears. Then, my soldiers made bursts of popping sounds, just like arrows being shot at targets..."

"It should be the sound of the other party firing a hidden weapon and passing through the body."

"It should be so."

"You go on."

Moricoli continued: "These sounds are like the call of the god of death. Every time they sound, the soldiers around me fall off their horses as if their souls have been taken away by the god of death."

"And those war horses, you can see, they also have such wounds on their bodies! This weapon is too terrible..."

"Morricoli!"

Moricoli wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Moreau's loud shout.

Moricoli looked up and Moroyeduo said in a deep voice: "They only fired this weapon when you were charging. What is the exact distance?"

Moricoli calmed down his fear and recalled the terrifying scene just now, saying, "Five hundred steps... no, it's eight hundred steps!"

"Nonsense!"

As soon as Moricoli finished speaking, a general interrupted him coldly, "Let alone 800 steps, even 500 steps is not a distance that a sharpshooter can reach!"

“But they really did it!”

Moricoli pointed at the corpses on the ground and said, "Look carefully. The corpses close to us all have a bloody wound on their bodies, but the wounds did not go through the body. However, the corpses far away from us and close to the city gate all have bloody wounds that go through the body!"

"Isn't this enough to prove that their weapons have an extremely long range and amazing power? Don't I feel sorry for these dead soldiers?"

Everyone fell silent.

Moroyeduo said slowly, "Send the order, make a shield! A shield strong enough to resist the iron balls!"

"The general is wise!"

Everyone's face suddenly showed joy.

Shield!

How could they forget such an important weapon?
It is true that the weapons brought by the Tang Dynasty are incredibly powerful, but as long as they hold heavy shields in their hands, can these iron balls hurt them?
Definitely not!

……

royal palace.

A guard ran in quickly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Wang, great joy!"

"The 30,000-strong army led by Moroyedo has been blocked outside the city!"

"Stopped?"

Yazidi III opened his eyes wide, still not quite believing it.

Not to mention the other ministers present, each of them kept asking questions as if they had heard it wrong.

"How come Moruoyeduo's 30,000 troops were stopped?"

"According to Moroyeduo's temperament, he will definitely deploy a large army to test our defense capabilities. Didn't they deploy elite troops to attack the city?"

"Tell me in detail what happened outside the city!"

"..."

Faced with the ministers' questioning, the guard had no choice but to describe in detail what he had just seen.

After hearing the guard's description, everyone present was filled with disbelief.

Eight hundred people stood there motionless and killed all the two thousand cavalrymen led by Moricoli?
How can this be? !
But he could kill the enemy without anyone noticing from 800 steps away? ?
The Tang Empire actually possessed such a powerful and terrifying weapon? !
Yazdegerd III looked at the ministers who were in disbelief, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Why are you all silent, my Lords?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Yazidi III.

Yazdegerd III looked calm, as if he had anticipated this outcome. "A Luohan told me this when he returned with General Wang and others."

"These people are the troops trained by the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty himself. They are far more powerful than the elite soldiers and generals of the Tang Empire!"

"Each of them is not only an absolute warrior selected from thousands of people, but also possesses the most advanced weapons in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Now the weak defeated the strong, and it is reasonable for 800 people to destroy Moricoli's 2,000 cavalry."

The ministers looked at Yazdegerd III with strange expressions.

Don’t you think what you said is a little too funny?
Eight hundred men killed all of Moricoli's two thousand cavalrymen, and at the cost of zero casualties. Is this called defeating the strong with the weak? ?

This is a completely one-sided massacre!

Even if the elite soldiers and generals were trained by the Crown Prince of the Tang Empire himself, they couldn't be so outrageously powerful, right?
"Do you still think that we can't resist the 30,000-strong army of the Arab Empire?"

Facing the silent crowd, Yisizhi was in a very good mood.

Before, they kept clamoring for peace, otherwise Moroyeduo would lead an army of 30,000 to break into the city, capture them all alive, or even massacre the city.

But now?
Of the two thousand cavalrymen led by Moricoli, only a few people including Moricoli managed to escape back to Moreyedo's camp!

"Your Majesty is wise!"

One of the ministers complimented, "It is a great blessing for Persia that Prince A Luohan can invite the heavenly soldiers and generals of the Tang Empire!"

Another minister said, "Then we can sit back and relax, and wait for Moro to lead his defeated army back in disastrous defeat!"

"..."

Sit back and relax? Wait for them to return in defeat?

I hope you guys don’t do anything secretly!

Yisizhi had a bright smile on his face, but in his heart he was extremely wary of these ministers!
"As long as you join me, we will be able to defeat the 30,000-strong army of the Arab Empire!"

……

Changan.

The weather is getting cold.

The folding fan that was snatched away was thrown into the study by Su Chen and was never used again.

Su Chen yawned and put down the book in his hand.

This weather is really suitable for a lunch break.

"Aqiang, how long have Wang Xuance and the others been gone?"

"My Lord, it's been almost a month."

"It's been a month. I miss him."

Su Chen sighed. It had been so long, but no news had been sent back from Persia. It was really frustrating.

"Sir, Lord Du's shop is open."

Sun Qiang said cheerfully, "Mr. Du not only opened a store in the West Market, but also one in the East Market."

"Oh?"

Su Chen looked surprised, "He is planning to expand his business into the homes of those princes and nobles."

Sun Qiang smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to respond, he heard a familiar voice.

"Of course not. If we are going to do it, we have to do it big and strong!"

Du He walked in from outside with a smile on his face, "It's you, Brother Su, who has the time to read a book here despite being so busy."

"No, no, I just want to wake up the sleepyhead."

Su Chen chuckled and ordered someone to serve tea, "I just came back from Jiang Wuyang, and I wanted to take a rest, but I didn't expect you to come."

The business of Huowang store is already on the right track.

As the weather gets colder, sales of stoves and honeycomb briquettes have been growing rapidly.

Thanks to the high efficiency of honeycomb briquettes, many people have developed a special love for them.

The price is cheap and the fire is strong.

How could it not attract the attention of ordinary people?

of course.

Compared with honeycomb briquettes, the sales of stoves are a little lacking. After all, the price is there, and those who know how to use it say it is good, but those who don’t know how to use it give many negative reviews.

Du He was immediately amused, "What a coincidence, I am the same, I fall asleep as soon as I read."

"Isn't this a new store that has just opened? There are people taking care of it. I have nothing else to do so I came here with some nice clothes."

Du He waved his hand, and the servants immediately brought the specially made clothes.

Su Chen looked closely and found that the clothes were a bit exaggerated.

The shape is unique and ingenious, and most importantly, the clothes are made of gold threads!

"How's the situation over there?"

"It's OK, but not as good as your cotton-padded clothing business."

Su Chen responded with a smile, pointing at the clothes and said, "Your clothes are too frivolous, aren't they?"

Du He: "Flirty? I think it's good."

"Oh, by the way, the princess invited a few people from my place to come over, saying that she wanted to order some custom-made cotton-padded clothes."

Su Chen smiled and nodded at Du He. The meaning of this obscene smile was self-evident.

"Have they all been delivered to the Imperial Palace and Jiucheng Palace?"

"It has been sent over."

Du He's smile faded, and he looked more serious. "The prince has already seen it, and thought it was quite good, so he sent it over."

"Then it's our turn next."

Su Chen said with a smile, "We still have many guys under our command who don't have winter clothes yet."

Du He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "I'm prepared."

Reliable.

Su Chen snapped his fingers, "You came here today just to give me two pieces of clothes?"

"Of course not."

Du He shook his head and said, "I came to see you at the request of Lord Dai Zhou."

"Oh?"

Su Chen sat up straight, "Master Dai, do you have anything to tell me?"

Du He joked, "Silver."

Su Chen: "..."

Du He said with a smile: "He wants to withdraw one month's profit in advance. No matter how much it is, send him some first."

After that, Du He added, "This is also what the prince meant. After all, the Ministry of Revenue spends too much."

"I thought it was something serious."

Su Chen shrugged, "Why not ask someone to send a message over?"

Du He shrugged, "It just so happens that I will be attending a banquet at Nishang Tower later, so the prince handed this matter to me."

Su Chen's eyes lit up, and when he looked at Sun Qiang, Sun Qiang looked over at the same time.

"Would it be too much to add two of us?"

"what?"

(End of this chapter)