Northern Song Dynasty Revitalization Strategy

Chapter 643 Thunder and Scourge

The sound of sizzling gunpowder resounded throughout the giant trebuchet position, and at this moment Yue Fei took a step back subconsciously.

He sensed danger!
And this perception of danger is his innate ability. He believes in his talent in combat, which is also one of the reasons why he has not been injured in the battlefield so far.

The counterweight stones of the crunching trebuchet fell heavily on the ground, throwing down smoke and dust, and the thunderbolt kit flew up to Liaoyang City, which was two thousand steps away.

Yue Fei raised the binoculars in his hand and watched the Thunderbolt whirling in the air and landed on the Wufeng Tower on the west wall of Liaoyang City.

The moment it fell, a big hole was made on Wufeng Tower.

Yue Fei put down the binoculars in his hands suspiciously, looked at Chen Gui, and wanted to ask, is that all?

Is there any difference between this power and the stones blown from the mountains?

But after Yue Fei saw the panic and stunned on the faces of many soldiers, he heard a deafening roar, like thousands of people shouting to kill on the battlefield, bursting in his ears.

At this time, Yue Fei hurriedly raised the binoculars in his hand, only to see the power of Thunderbolt.

The entire Wufeng Tower was blown to pieces by the 150-jin gunpowder bag, and scattered stone pillars and wreckage flew all over the sky. Accompanied by the explosion, there was a huge flame.

You can also see the Jinren soldiers on the top of the city fleeing in a panic.

The fire after the explosion of the gunpowder completely burned the entire Wufeng Building, and the fire burned quietly like this, no one dared to step forward to put out the fire.

Even the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were surprised to see the power of the thunder, and watched the flames rising two thousand steps away quietly.

Han Shizhong pointed in the direction of Wufenglou, and looked at Chen Gui, speechless in surprise.

After a long time, Han Shizhong murmured, "The sky has changed."

Chen Gui took off the cotton balls in his ears, and then asked with a smile, "What does General Han want to say?"

The method of stuffing cotton in his ears was learned from the officials. The officials knew the power and sound of gunpowder explosions at the beginning, so they made preparations in advance.

And this has also become a rule for operating gunpowder experiments in the gunpowder workshop of Guangbei Siege Work.

Looking at the gunpowder rising in the distance, he couldn't help but think of Chen Qing. The gunpowder that they did, which is enough to change the battlefield pattern, still has a long way to go in its use and development.

But now it is finally time to blossom and bear fruit, judging from the current situation.

The result is not bad.

Yue Fei shook his head vigorously, the loud explosion made him a little dizzy.

He looked at the flames in the distance, and said in a daze: "When the Tribulus Cannon appeared, the officials said that the Hejian Army of the Song Dynasty was the most elite army, and it had to adapt to new combat methods and weapons to become the leader of the Song Dynasty. It’s a sharp knife. What the officials said is indeed true.”

"The sky has changed."

The future pattern of the battlefield will no longer be determined by the number of cavalry or heavy cavalry, but by the quantity and quality of firearms. A new era will come quietly.

At this time, Yue Fei's eyes suddenly became brighter and brighter. He rubbed his hands with excitement. Han Shizhong looked at Yue Fei with a puzzled face and asked, "What's wrong with you? You are so powerful and happy like a child."

Yue Fei nodded, and he said with a smile: "With this sharp weapon, our Great Song Dynasty will have no disadvantages in attacking cities and territories. At the same time, our soldiers in the Great Song Dynasty will also be able to sacrifice less. This is something to be happy about."

"There is such a sharp weapon in the hands of my Great Song Dynasty, and not in the hands of the Jin Kingdom or the Xixia people. This is something to be happy about."

"But that's not the main reason for my excitement. General Han understands what I mean?"

Han Shizhong was baffled by what he heard, and said angrily: "You say you, you speak like a literati with something in your words, can't you be quicker! Swallow...swallow...spit."

Han Shizhong spoke more and more slowly, and even stuttered. Looking at Yue Fei, he was also full of excitement. The two met each other and smiled, wanton laughter spread throughout the battlefield.

Chen Gui looked at the two laughing people dumbfounded, and asked, "Is there any reason to be more happy?"

Yue Fei looked at Chen Gui's inexplicable expression, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and explained, "Chen Shaocheng, what do you think I, Da Song, are most afraid of?"

Hearing what Yue Fei said, he finally understood the old rules like a human spirit, double-clicked his palm and said, "Wonderful!"

"Sure enough, when we engage in these things, we can only play the greatest role in the hands of you soldiers!"

At this time, Zhang Xian finally felt that his head was not enough to count, what the hell were they laughing at?
who I am?Where am I?Why am I here working with them?

In the fire of Wufeng Tower, heavy trebuchets began to slowly walk towards Daying, and at this time Liaoyang City was already in chaos!
Wanyan Zongwang rushed to the west city wall like a madman, looked at the fire on Wufeng Tower and the city wall, kicked Du Chong vigorously, and said sharply: "Why don't you organize soldiers to put out the fire?!"

Only then did Du Chong regain his senses from his trance, looked at the flames of Wufeng Tower, and murmured: "Yan Luo, Yan Luo reincarnated! Shocking thunder! Shocking thunder exploded on the flat ground! This is God's wrath! God's wrath!"

"What are you talking about! Hurry up and let Han'er and the Khitan people go out to put out the fire! What are you thinking?" Wanyan Zongwang looked at Du Chong's appearance and said angrily.

Du Chong pointed at the Khitan people and Han'er who fled in all directions in a daze, and said, "Xi Shuai, the morale of the army is devastated, how do we put out the fire?"

Only then did Wanyan Zongwang realize that some people were so frightened that they jumped from the city wall and jumped into the moat.

"What happened?" Wanyan Zongwang only heard a loud noise, even the roof was shaken off countless dust, and he didn't understand anything else.

What is such a huge power?
"Maybe it's the magic weapon of the Great Song Emperor. That's right, the Great Song Emperor who was reincarnated by Yan Luo definitely has a magic weapon, that's right!" Du Chong sat on the ground, still looking dazed, Looking at the fire in Wufeng Tower, his expression was dull.

Wanyan Zongwang looked at Du Chong's frightened appearance, angrily pulled out his whip, and slammed it on Du Chong's body, and sternly reprimanded: "What the hell! What magic weapon! Could it be that the emperor of Song Dynasty can be Impossible to be a fairy!"

Du Chong was shaken all over by the whip, pointing to the fire in Wufeng Tower and said: "This afternoon, a heavy trebuchet was pulled out from the army of the Great Song Dynasty. Two thousand steps away, a medicine bag the size of a millstone fell from the sky. It smashed through the Wufeng Building, and it exploded in no time, that's how it looks."

On the city wall, there are not only the wooden Wufeng Tower, but also equipment for defending the city such as fire oil and charcoal. These equipment are stacked under the Wufeng Tower to prevent them from being used when it rains.

And this sound of thunder directly ignited the fire oil and charcoal together, and the explosives shot out these flammable materials, which caused such a big fire.

Moreover, pouring water on a fierce fire can't be extinguished, you can only wait until it extinguishes itself, and sprinkling water at will is no different from adding fuel to the fire.

The most effective way is to bury the soil.

Du Chong knew this, but the Jin people obviously didn't know how to deal with the fierce oil fire. Several Jin people poured several buckets of water on it, and the fire rushed three feet high, forcing the Jin soldiers to retreat.

Wanyan Zongwang finally understood what happened, and asked suspiciously, "Is it gunpowder? When did gunpowder become so powerful?"

　Thanks to "another novice" for the reward, thank you for your support.There will be another chapter in a while.

　　
　
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