historical royal courier

Chapter 167 The Crooked Cannon

After some estimates and measurements with the hands and eyes of the direction soldiers, the direction soldiers in charge of measuring the direction indicated that everything was ready, and the starting soldier standing next to the cannon immediately raised the command flag high.

"Prepare!"

Chirp chirp chirp. There was a sound of steel rubbing and twisting, and the rear gate of the cannon was quickly opened, and then two soldiers carried a shell the size of a two- or three-year-old child into it.

"put!"

"boom!!!!"

As soon as the shell was fired, the powerful recoil of the artillery immediately created a cloud of dust in the field, and the loud sound also scared Lao Zhu's army to their feet.

"Hey, Xiao Song, did you hear that there was a loud thunder just now?"

"Hmph, it's better to hit a few more. Just hack all the officials in the city to death. They run amok in the city every day. It is said that they forced the old man Liu and his wife in the next alley to hang themselves at home."

"No wonder, but Old Man Liu's family is also pitiful. The daughter who worked so hard to raise her for more than ten years was tied into Zheng's mansion. In the end, she disappeared without even getting any news."

Also as a father, Lao Wang can understand how broken the old man Liu must have been when he heard the news. He has worked so hard to raise a baby for more than ten years.

"Boom!!!"

"Cough cough cough cough. What just flew over?"

The two people who were talking just now were knocked to the ground by a sudden and huge impact. After recovering from the shock, the two hurriedly got up to watch the situation.

Looking at a huge gap in the city wall next to them, Xiao Song and Lao Wang were both stunned, and even forgot to clean up the dirt that was pressing on them.

What the hell is going on? Did something fly over just now?Why did the city wall suddenly disappear?

After the dust settled down, Lao Zhu didn't rush to manage the order of his army, but immediately got up and stood on the carriage and stretched his neck to watch the results of his battle.

"Well, what the hell is this? Where are the people? Where are the people having sex? Get over here and see what the hell is going on?"

Seeing Lao Zhu standing on the roof of the carriage and yelling, the commander-in-chief of the newly formed Shenwei Battalion immediately ran over with a look of apprehension.

The chief soldier hadn't had time to see what his men were doing to make Lao Zhu angry, but Lao Zhu jumped off the carriage and slapped him on the head.

"Look at what kind of shit you guys are fighting, ah, this is how you fight for me?"

Lifting the hat covering his head, the new commander-in-chief of the Shenwei Battalion glanced at the city, and immediately knelt down on one knee in shame to admit his mistake to Lao Zhu.

"Your Majesty, it's the general's fault. The general and others used to shoot small cannons. They have never played with cannons before, so they didn't expect the cannon to be so powerful and the trajectory to be so high. Please give the general another chance, Your Majesty. In the end, the city gate will definitely be opened."

"Hmph, then hurry up and go over there and try again. Even if you fire a cannon, it will be deflected. What's the use of you!"

It turned out that due to a mistake in estimating the power of the shell, the shell that was originally aimed at the city wall actually hit the city because it was fired too hard.

But fortunately, when the shell flew over, it wiped the beacon tower of the city wall, and also emptied a large part of the city wall, which probably added psychological pressure to the enemy.

Looking at the sliced ​​piece of the opposite city wall, Zhu Yuanzhang stroked the little beard on his chin and said to himself,

"The shooting was actually not bad, but it's a pity that the shooting was too high, a piece of the city wall was cut off, and the shells were also shot in. I don't know what the city is like now?"

So what is the city like now?
In fact, it was a coincidence that because of this shell, the city was already in chaos at this time.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Zheng was just killed by a meteorite from the general?"

Yang Wenjie rushed out of the room in disheveled clothes, grabbed the shoulder of the servant who had informed him and shook vigorously.

"That's right, Lord Yang, the loud noise just now was caused by the meteorite landing on the Zheng residence. Mr. Zheng is already dead."

"Who spread this news? Is it accurate? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Yang Wenjie still didn't believe that the son of the Zheng family died under his rule. If the Zheng family knew about it, he might not have a good life, and his family members who lived in the rear might also suffer.

"Sir, half of the city saw this with their own eyes. A meteorite flew in from outside the city and blew up the entire Zheng Mansion. Under such circumstances, how could Mr. Zheng have a way to survive? His body was in the capital. I can’t find it anymore.”

The cannonball just now really made the people in the city both terrified and happy.

Because Lao Zhu bought the cannons in modern times, he also bought the matching shells, so the solid iron bullets that were fired just now are no longer common solid iron bullets in ancient times, because the power of such iron bullets is really limited.

What Lao Zhu fired was a real explosive bomb with gunpowder, and it was a custom-made high-strength gunpowder with added materials. Once a shell was fired, the Zheng Mansion, which covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, flew into the sky in an instant. The sky fell, leaving only a sea of ​​flames in place.

Seeing this terrifying scene, the people in the city were very frightened, for fear that the next meteorite would fall on their heads.

But at the same time, the people are also very happy. The Zheng family, the biggest scourge in the city, has actually gone to heaven. It is really good to die. This may prove the sentence,
Justice may be late, but never forget to hit your pig's head!
"What should I do now, what should I do now, the Patriarch of the Zheng family will definitely not let me go, what should I do!"

Yang Wenjie, who usually loves cleanliness and even has a little bit of mysophobia, just slumped on the ground without caring about the filth on the ground. He looked stupid and kept muttering to himself.

"My lord, maybe I have a way."

Seeing his lord sitting slumped on the ground, this servant gritted his teeth, and immediately sat on the ground, and then sneaked close to Yang Wenjie in a charming manner.

"any solution?"

"My lord, now that the son of the Zheng family is dead, the Zheng family will definitely not let you go when they hear the news. Why don't we make the mistake and surrender the city directly, so that we may have a better future. And the private soldiers of the Zheng family also died this time, and now the whole city is under your control, my lord."

"This... no, my wife and children are still in the hands of the Zheng family, so I can't do this."

Even though he said this, a hesitant expression appeared on Yang Wenjie's face.

"My lord, why can't you figure it out? Why don't a man have to worry about not having a wife? As long as you pass, won't it be a matter of time before you get married again? Why put your life here?"

Seeing that there was a turning point, the servants immediately worked harder, there was no way, this time he was also gambling with his wealth and life.

If the persuasion succeeds, he will definitely be a hero when Yang Wenjie passes away, and he will start to become prosperous in this life. But if it doesn't succeed, I'm sorry, he won't be able to get out of this door today.

"I...I...you go out first, let my lord think about it later."

Yang Wenjie stood up from the ground, as if seeing the stains on his body only now, waved his hands in disgust, ran into the room, took off his clothes and threw them out.

"Go ask someone to bring me a suit, and don't let anyone disturb me during this time."

"clear."

Here they are choosing a retreat, but Lao Zhu didn't give them time to choose. At this time, Lao Zhu was sharpening his knife to attack the pigs and sheep.

(End of this chapter)