History Park: Starting with the Imjin War

In an instant, Mochin's hand was already on the gun barrel.

Liu Gao woke up immediately, and was about to start cursing, but he held back.

Yan Qi listened, then frowned again.

"These people are dragging something. Their footsteps are heavy."

Upon hearing this, tension immediately rose in the shed.

The sound from outside rang out again.

And it's even closer now.

Just then, the outside of the shed suddenly lit up.

A large expanse of firelight stretched from the east, instantly illuminating the canopy curtains in a crimson glow.

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Fire!"

"The old shed is on fire!"

The voice was high-pitched and sharp, but the tone wasn't panicked; it was more like the speaker was afraid others wouldn't hear them.

Liu Gao immediately stood up.

"Damn it, they're really here?"

Just as he was about to rush out, Mo Qin grabbed him and held him down.

"Stay calm!!!"

Liu Gao was forced to stop.

Mo Qin didn't rush. Instead, he listened carefully and observed the movements around him.

It wasn't white light, it was red flames, but there was no explosion!

It seems that what was being burned was wood and straw, not an arms shed.

Fortunately, our position was advantageous, so the fire wasn't too big.

It seems the other party is trying to force people out.

Having made his judgment and knowing what was going on, he picked up his gun and stood at the entrance of the shed.

Lin Jun had already stood behind him, her voice very low:

"It wasn't a fire."

"It was arson."

Mochin did not turn around.

"I know."

"Fire is just a cover."

Lin Jun said, "Perhaps they want to lure us out first. Once we're scattered, it will be easier for them to make their move."

She spoke very quickly, but her analysis was spot on.

"Yan Qi, go up to the roof. First, see who is really putting out the fire and who is just using the fire to get this way."

"Liu Gao, guard the entrance to the shed. No matter how chaotic it is outside, don't stray more than three steps away. If anyone tries to force their way in, hit them back with the door panel."

"Moqin, come with me."

Mo Qin tilted his head: "Where to?"

Lin Jun lowered his voice:

"Go ambush them; I roughly know where they are."

With just one sentence, Mochin understood.

He lifted the curtain and pulled Lin Jun behind him.

"Stay close. Act according to the situation."

Yan Qi nodded, and the next moment, he had already climbed onto the roof.

Liu Gao placed the door panel shield horizontally, half-squatted behind the shed entrance, and muttered to himself:

"Don't come...don't come..."

Mo Qin and Lin Jun huddled against the shed wall, emerging from the shadows and moving against the flow of people fighting the fire towards the east.

The further in you go, the brighter the firelight becomes.

Several firefighters were running around with buckets, and an old soldier was waving a stick to chase people away. On the surface, they were all trying to put out the fire, but Lin Jun could tell something was wrong after taking a quick look.

"The two over there."

Mo Qin glanced in the direction of her gaze.

Sure enough, two people stood at the edge of the crowd, neither carrying buckets nor splashing water, their eyes fixed on the direction of the old shed.

He appeared to be watching the fire, but his feet were inching closer to it.

Some people deliberately led the panicked crowd seeking refuge from the fire to the east.

Mo Qin stared wide-eyed. The cotton armor worn by those who were avoiding the fire looked thinner than that of the border troops, and instead of knives, they carried medicine pots and fire ropes at their waists.

Some people even had bird guns slung over their shoulders!

They're from the Divine Machine Battalion!

"How did we end up bringing the Divine Machine Battalion here?"

Mochin said in a low voice.

"Let's go check the back!"

Lin Jun pulled him along, and they passed directly between the two piles of wood, going around to a darker area on the east side of the old shed.

Behind the half-collapsed wooden fence, a person was squatting.

He was facing away from them, one hand on the ground, the other rummaging in his pocket, seemingly pulling out something.

Mo Qin recognized him at a glance.

This man is the one who picked up the arrows at the archery range earlier.

Before the other person could turn around, Mo Qin had already taken a step forward.

The white wax spear tip sent the force through the waist and hips, striking the man's side directly.

Before the other person could even groan, they were tumbling to the ground, dropping what they were holding.

It's a piece of fuse!

Upon closer inspection, there was another section next to it, which had already been stuffed into the crack in the wall.

Lin Jun's expression changed immediately. He reached inside along the medicine thread and pinched out a little bit of sesame oil, bits of grass, and gunpowder residue with his fingertips.

She said urgently:

"It wasn't arson."

"They stole the gunpowder fuse from the weapons shed and also added gunpowder."

"The fire outside was a deliberate ploy to lure us here. Then, it was a deliberate attempt to create a disturbance and draw the Shenji Battalion here as well."

"Once everyone is gathered together, use gunpowder to blow us all up! Kill two birds with one stone!"

"The Shenji Battalion suffered heavy losses, and after the Ming army crossed the river, more than half of their firearms were rendered useless!"

Such a vicious plan made Mo Qin's eyes flash with murderous intent. "These scum..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a very faint sound came from the back of the shed.

Mo Qin turned around abruptly and saw a person pounce out from the shadows.

The target wasn't them, but the piece of medicine thread on the ground.

The tinder in the other person's hand had already glowed slightly red.

Mochin didn't have time to turn the gun around.

However, using a gun doesn't mean you can only use the tip.

With a bite of the sole of his foot and a twist of his hip, the white wax spear came alive in his palm, and the butt of the spear was pulled upwards from below.

"Snapped!"

It struck the man's wrist.

In an instant, the tinder flew out of his hand, rolled twice, and went out on the ground.

The newcomer screamed, clutched his hand, and staggered backward.

Lin Jun pounced on him, tripping him behind the knee.

The man lost his footing and fell forward.

Lin Jun pressed down, his knee against the back of the man's spine, while a short knife was pressed against the back of his neck.

"Stay still! Don't move!"

"If you dare to move even a little, we'll make an opening for you."

This time, the other party completely behaved themselves.

Mo Qin squatted down and lifted the person off the ground with one hand.

When he picked up the medicine thread with his other hand, his expression changed.

The line was broken!

The cuts were very neat, as if they had been cut beforehand.

Following the direction of the broken line, Mo Qin looked to the side.

Someone sat down in the shadows at some point.