Chapter 709: Add a Fire
"As expected!"
Xun You smiled and said, "This Murong Guang is really cunning and cunning, and he is not willing to take risks easily. ”
Guo Jia has already received a handwritten letter from Murong Guang.
Roughly speaking, it means to surrender to Yunzhou and stand on Guo Jia's side, of course, it is to write verbal support, one will say that the livestock will not be able to leave due to the plague, and the other will say that they will be busy with the autumn harvest, anyway, there is only one meaning, Guo Jia can fight Kirby He has no opinion, full support, but no actual action.
This slippery head.
Guo Jia also smiled slightly.
He had long expected that Murong Guang would have such a hand, and he had made corresponding preparations.
At this time, Kirby may not trust Murong Guang very much.
Even if Guo Jia doesn't instigate, the two will fight.
Besides, compared to the Yunzhou army that came from afar, Murong Guang was a greater threat to Kirbineng.
"Lord!"
Xun You coughed and said, "It's time to add a fire!" ”
He was also a little curious.
I don't know how this lord added this fire?
When the fire is big, it is easy to burn itself, and if the fire is small, it is not useful.
How to get it right is very important.
Not bad!
Guo Jia also nodded.
"Come on, bring the firearms we prepared to Murong Shuang, and say thank you for his support."
What the?
Hearing Guo Jia's words, Xun You almost fell to the ground.
Firearm?
This is a big killer in Yunzhou, and it is also a core secret, even the high-level officials of Yunzhou do not know the reason.
If it was given to Murong Guang, wouldn't it be a great threat to Yunzhou if it was circulated?
Gongda don't worry!
Guo Jia smiled faintly and said: "These firearms are specially made by the workshop, although they can also explode, but the destructive power is very small, which is not enough evidence. ”
He had already made the gunpowder workshop produce a special batch of gunpowder.
The ratio of this batch of gunpowder reduces the key components of saltpeter, and without the composition of nitrate, the gunpowder man can still explode, but the power is too bad, and basically cannot hurt people.
I see!
Xun You nodded, admiring Guo Jia's methods.
Murong Guang has been wanting to get gunpowder all these years, and now he must be ecstatic to get gunpowder.
If Kirby could know that Murong Guang had obtained the gunpowder from Yunzhou, he would probably be the first to strike.
In this way, before the Yunzhou army started, Xianbei began to be in chaos.
Kill two birds with one stone, smart!
Xun You nodded secretly, and at the same time he also understood the reason why Guo Jia stopped when he came to the fortress.
That's because he was waiting for the Xianbei civil strife.
One or two thousand Yunzhou soldiers are not enough to form a fatal pressure on Xianbei, but the Murong tribe with firearms is Kirbineng's fierce opponent.
The big husband fights wits but not strength.
That's the trick of the ghost!
Xun You was deeply impressed.
……
Hearing that Yunzhou was willing to give firearms to the Murong tribe, Murong Shuang was also stupid with joy, and he had heard more than once about the power of this weapon.
Murong Guang wanted to get these things with all his heart, and even did not hesitate to let his sister Murong Yu'er blow the wind in Guo Jia's ears, but he still didn't get anything.
Now Yunzhou is willing to give away these things, and happiness comes from heaven.
"Are these firearms for us?"
Murong Shuang asked excitedly.
A tall general stood in front of him, it was the artillery commander Zhao Dazhui, I saw him grinning and said, "Yes, this is the general's reward for you"
As he spoke, he reached out and took out a crockpot from the box, lit it and threw it out.
There was a boom, a loud bang, and billowing smoke.
Boy!
Murong Shuang's face turned pale with fright, where had he ever seen such a scene.
He also followed the example of Zhao Dazhui, took out a hand-thrown crockpot bomb from the box, lit it and threw it out.
Bang!
There was also a loud bang not far away.
"It's a thousand hand-thrown bombs, you put them away."
Zhao Dazhui coughed and said.
Understood, understood!
Murong Shuang rubbed his hands excitedly.
He suddenly remembered a question and said, "General Zhao, don't you still have that kind of artillery carriage in your hands?" Why don't you give us a few too, and with that thing it will shoot farther. ”
The Murong tribe is still very clear about Yunzhou's artillery allocation.
Artillery carriage?
Zhao Dazhui glanced at him with disdain.
Now Yunzhou's firepower has long been upgraded, and Yunzhou artillery has replaced the artillery carriage and become the king of artillery.
Once launched, everyone was shattered within 50 paces.
Of course, this kind of thing is a big killer in Yunzhou, so naturally it can't be touched by others.
Even if it is a gun truck, it is also a miniature version of Guo Jia's improved return gun, although it is small, but with a crockpot bomb, it is still very large.
"Those things are not so simple, even if they are given to you, they can't be played. If you can't get out and blow up your own people, you'll have fun. Don't be greedy and chew too much, you can get familiar with these hand-dropped bombs first. As long as you follow the lord, are you still worried that you don't have weapons? ”
Zhao Dazhui said with a smile.
Indeed, firing a gun carriage is a science to learn, and when to ignite, when to launch, and how to adjust the angle, this must be trained.
It is used by untrained people, and most of the people who blow up their own people are injured.
Hearing this, Murong Shuang also shuddered, muttering in his heart.
Although this gunpowder bomb is powerful, it is an unconscious thing after all, and it can injure the enemy and naturally injure itself.
This big man is right, it's still gradual.
At that moment, after Murong Shuang repeatedly asked about the use of hand-dropped bombs, Youqin contacted him for a while, and felt that he could use it proficiently, so he happily went back with his things.
Looking at Murong Shuang's distant back, Zhao Dazhui suddenly snorted and said, "A fool is a fool, this is just a toy for the lord to tease you, and it is like a treasure." If you really fight, you will cry to death. ”
It turned out that the gunpowder of these hand-dropped bombs was specially made, and the explosion was amazing but not very lethal.
It is less than one-tenth as powerful as a normal grenade.
It's still okay to scare and scare people, but it's a little powerless to really fight.
"Zhao Dazhui, what did you say?"
Murong Yu'er came out to send the clansmen back, and happened to hear Zhao Dazhu's words.
Yes!
Zhao Dazhui's face immediately became embarrassed.
He was quick to talk for a while, and he said something that he shouldn't have said, but he was actually listened to by Murong Yu'er.
Not...... It's nothing?
Zhao Dazhui was very frightened, this Murong Yu'er was also from the Murong tribe, if she spread the news again, wouldn't it ruin the lord's plan?
Thinking of this, this guy was a little panicked.
Wrong!
Murong Yu'er is not so easy to fool.
"You just said it's a toy?"
Firearms have always been a secret in Yunzhou, and Murong Yu'er has tried her best over the years, but she has not received any news from Guo Jia's mouth.
How could Guo Jia kindly send the Murong tribe firearms?
There must be something wrong with this!
(End of chapter)