Ruan Dacheng knew that Li Zhi had a long-range rifle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As a well-informed Jiangnan celebrity, Ruan Dacheng had long known the course of the First Battle of Yizhou from other officials, and knew that Li Zhi's rifle shot the artillery of the Jiangbei Army from more than 200 steps away.

But Ruan Dacheng knew that no matter how powerful the rifle was, he would not be able to shoot himself over the wall. Even if a bullet could pierce a wall, the rifleman would not know if there was anyone behind the wall. So as long as it's indoors, it's safe.

After starting to organize the printing of counterfeit banknotes, Ruan Dacheng reduced the number of times he went out and tried to stay in a safe room as much as possible. And after Rizhao's banknote ship was captured by Li Zhi, Ruan Dacheng felt that he had been exposed, and he didn't leave home at all.

Ruan Dacheng felt that as long as he was not exposed to Li Zhi's gun, Li Zhi would not be able to assassinate him.

Li Zhi has always been good at sending troops to attack the city and capture the enemy. In this regard, Ruan Dacheng has already made plans. He had already hired the carriage and horses, and was ready to pack up and run away at any time. As soon as he heard that Li Zhi's soldiers and horses had entered Nanzhili, he immediately took the more than 400,000 taels of silver he earned this time, and fled with the workers and machines who printed money.

As long as the south fled to Nanchang, where the Jiangbei Army was stationed, Li Zhi's soldiers and horses would have no way to take Ruan Dacheng.

Ruan Dacheng thinks that his arrangement is seamless, which is why he dares to confront Li Zhi.

However, Ruan Dacheng really couldn't imagine that even if he hid in the building, he couldn't escape Li Zhi's assassination. The servants sent out made it clear that the counterfeit money workshop had been blown into ruins, and not a single worker who printed money had escaped. Although I don't know what means Li Zhi used to cause such great damage, it is obvious that since no one escaped, Li Zhi must have destroyed the five counterfeit money workshops at the same time.

Li Zhi's methods made Ruan Dacheng feel a chill down his spine. Since Li Zhi can destroy the counterfeit banknote workshop, how can the courtyard where he is hiding keep himself safe?

Ruan Dacheng tossed and turned in bed, thinking about survival strategies.

It is useless to count on the officials, archers, and patrols in the city, and there are very few yamen security officers on duty at night. These people went to the banknote printing workshop to have a look, at most to understand the situation, and it was impossible to launch a city-wide search that night. If you want to mobilize a large number of manpower to search for Li Zhi's assassins in the whole city, you must at least wait until daytime today, when the prefect will transfer 2,000 people from the township barracks outside the city into the city.

But Ruan Dacheng knew that since Li Zhi had done it, he would not let himself live until that time.

It's useless to flee to the streets, where you flee, Li Zhi's people will chase you. If you are exposed to the outdoors after dawn, there is no way to live. Ruan Dacheng didn't know what means Li Zhi used to blow up the counterfeit banknote workshop, but it was obviously safer indoors than outdoors.

Ruan Dacheng was lying on the bed in the main room, chilling with fear, but there was nothing he could do.

If he had known that Li Zhi had such a method, Ruan Dacheng would not have printed this counterfeit banknote.

Ruan Dacheng seemed to be a death row prisoner waiting to be beheaded, and his eyes were bloodshot with anxiety. He waited left and right, and finally waited until it was a little hazy outside the window. He opened the window and saw that there was a hint of fish belly white in the east.

Ruan Dacheng hurriedly called the servant in the outhouse and handed the servant a silver ticket of 10,000 taels. Ruan Dacheng asked this servant to quickly go to the prefect with the silver ticket, and asked the prefect to immediately transfer the garrison camp into the city to arrest people. As long as the garrison camp of 2,000 people entered the city and began to search, Li Zhi's men would inevitably retreat and flee.

Ruan Dacheng sent the servant out of the main house, feeling that his life seemed to be hopefully saved.

However, before he could be happy for ten seconds, he suddenly heard a "pop!" from the roof in the distance. "A gunshot rang out.

The servant with the silver ticket in his hand had just walked out of the main door when he was shot in the chest, and a mist of blood flew out from his heart.

Ruan Dacheng's most trusted servant didn't scream, he fell to the ground with a thud, and died.

Ruan Dacheng was so frightened that he took three steps back in a row, and fell to the ground with a pop.

The courtyard of the Ruan family was already surrounded by Li Zhi's people.

Ruan Dacheng looked at the corpse of the servant on the ground, and subconsciously felt that the main house he was in was not safe. Somewhere, he got the strength to survive, and he stood up sharply, rushed forward a few steps, and carried the servant's body on his back.

Ruan Dacheng wanted to use the servant's body as a shield and escape.

Ruan Dacheng had just escaped from the main house, and only ten steps forward was when he saw several lightning-fast black things in front of him slashing through the sky, shooting into the roof of the main house, smashing the tiles on it.

Not only the main house where I lived, but at the same time, the other main houses were also shot into black things.

Ruan Dacheng was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his body shook violently.

"My son..."

Ruan Dacheng's three sons and four grandchildren all live in several other main houses, so what is the black thing that shoots into the roof? Will it kill his son and grandson?

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Before Ruan Dacheng's cry could be shouted, a huge blast shock wave exploded from the twelve main houses in the Ruan family's courtyard at the same time. Huge sparks smashed the roofs and walls of the twelve main houses, illuminating the hazy sky as bright as midday. Ruan Dacheng was rushed forward by the shock wave from the explosion and fell to the ground.

The main house at the site of the explosion had been blown into ruins, and the ruins were on fire.

Ruan Dacheng fell to the ground, wanting to cry without tears.

With such a violent explosion, there is no doubt that his three sons and four grandchildren were killed. All of a sudden, the Ruan family was dead.

Ruan Dacheng's body kept trembling, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down his face.

But at this life-and-death juncture, he was not given time to be sad. Ruan Dacheng got up again, carrying the servant's corpse and fleeing towards the courtyard gate.

"Smack!"

A bullet hit the body of the servant on Ruan Dacheng's back, and the impact of the bullet shook Ruan Dacheng's body.

Outside, on the rooftop, there were not only rocketeers, but also sharpshooters. The reason why the assassins of Ruan Dacheng waited until the sky was hazy and light was to let the riflemen block the road and not let go of a person from the Ruan family.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!"

More bullets were fired at Ruan Dacheng, and one bullet hit Ruan Dacheng's thigh, instantly knocking the old man to the ground.

Ruan Dacheng fell to the ground, and he didn't even have time to scream, so he desperately crawled forward. He crawled and hid under the eaves of a side room, clinging to the corner.

This corner helped Ruan Dacheng shade the surrounding two-story houses. Looking out from this corner, there is not a single two-story building.

Ruan Dacheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the bullet wound on his thigh.

Fortunately, the bullet did not hit the leg bone, but only the inside of the flesh.

But before Ruan Dacheng could breathe a sigh of relief, five rockets whistled and hit the roof of the wing house next to him. A rocket passed through the roof and crashed through the brick wall of the wing, and half of the warhead crashed out of the wing, knocking out a piece of broken brick and powder.

Ruan Dacheng raised his head and saw the rocket warhead that was only half a foot away from him.

"Boom!"

Huge sparks exploded, and the chamber that had been hit by five rockets turned into a crispy bomb that fell apart in an instant. Ruan Dacheng only felt that his body was unconscious. His body was torn apart by the terrible shock wave formed by one hundred and ten catties of nitrocellulose, and he was not a complete corpse.