Hot air balloons can of course be repelled from enemies.

But only if there are five special bombs in the basket below.

Black powder will do.

Whether it is sulfur or saltpeter, it has been widely used as a medicinal material at this time, and the army will also use it as an arson material, so it can be found in Yecheng, of course, the quantity is limited, but it is enough for Yang Feng to make a hundred and ten catties of gunpowder, in fact, together with the brewing of nitrate, he made a total of one hundred and fifty catties of gunpowder, which are the best proportions and purified.

Then five bombs were loaded.

It's not iron-clad, though.

It's not that it's too troublesome to make an iron shell, but Yang Feng's hot air balloon has a limited load-bearing capacity, and even if an iron bomb stuffed with thirty catties of gunpowder is reduced as much as possible, I'm afraid it will cost hundreds of catties, and he doesn't want to throw it down and shatter it directly as soon as it hits the ground.

And it is not possible to wrap a quilt like in the late Ming Dynasty......

Well, there's no cotton at this time.

Therefore, his bomb is densely wrapped in layers of silk, just like the silk medicine bag for propelling charge, and then wrapped in raw cowhide to increase the strength, and the silk is used as a rope to tighten it to the maximum, but iron sand and the like are not added, the power of this black powder is limited, and the power of iron sand is even more limited. What he wants is not how many Yan soldiers are killed, it is a miracle that five gunpowder packs can kill one or two hundred, what he wants is the loud sound of the explosion, what he wants is the weird effect of this explosion, and more directly what he wants is the Yan army to blow up the camp, five gunpowder bags can't kill many people, but it is still very promising to blow up an army that has never known the existence of gunpowder in the middle of the night, especially when this explosion comes from the sky......

"I miss my gasoline canister!"

In the hanging basket dangling in the sky, Yang Feng guarded his five bombs and said sadly.

Anyway, the God Emperor at this time is also very shabby!

In the past, he needed food and passed it directly to a hundred and ten tons, but now he was so desperate that he sold jade seals for a mere 100,000 stone of rice, and he used to need to attack the camp and beckon to be a flying star, but now he can only lie in a small hot air balloon and guard five gunpowder bags, this thing is probably as powerful as a 120 mortar shell, and he used to carry a giant axe weighing hundreds of pounds to play crazy, and the cannon can be smashed with an axe, but now he can only play with Zhao Zilong with a horse.

What a sad story!

He sighed and looked down.

The hot air balloon flying downwind has reached the sky above the Yanjun military camp, because of the wind direction, below him is the Murong Appraisal Department in the west of the garrison city, Yecheng is bordered by the Zhanghe River in the north, and there is a Xuanwu Pond in the south, although the Xuanwu Pond is almost silted now, but it is also a large wetland swamp. Therefore, the most suitable attack surface is the east and west directions, of which the west is the most important, the three in the northwest corner are actually part-time watchtowers, Murong Ping's 50,000 troops are camped under the city, and Murong Ba's 30,000 troops are in the east of the city. Although the Yan army did not attack, the cavalry had already attacked Fangtou as far as possible, and even Dai Shi was worried, but because there was the Yellow River behind him, it was easy for him to escape, as for all the cities around Yecheng surrendered, in fact, the surrounding walls and grass did not need to be cared about at all, if the Yan army failed, they would surrender to Yang Feng immediately.

In this era, all loyalty is shit, and there is only one principle for everyone, that is, to live in various ways, even the emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty can serve the enemy with a plate and ride his wife, and others ......

What kind of discipline do others want!

"In troubled times, you live like a dog!"

Yang Feng continued his sorrow.

This is the meaning of Ran Min, who for the first time stood up and told those Han people who were struggling in humiliation to restore their dignity with blood, to reshape their glory with the sword, to no longer live, no longer to endure the enslavement of foreign races, and no longer humble as weeds to be trampled on. Although he failed, the blood of millions of aliens made the remaining aliens understand that they don't want to die in the net, they don't want to die together, so they have to learn to respect the true owner of this land. After this, whether it was Fu Jian, the Murong family, or the Tuoba family in the future, they all silently followed this rule, and then they were assimilated over the years, until Tuoba Hong simply abandoned their past, and even the surname was forcibly changed to a Han surname.

That's what Ran Min is all about.

It doesn't matter if the person is good or bad.

In this era, there will be no good people who can go to his side, what era is post-Zhao, Shi Hu can hang his own son like meat on the meat case in public with an iron hook through his chin, gouge out his eyes and open his stomach, and then burn it to ashes and trample it with a horse, and then divide all his family members, including his own grandson, including all his subordinates, into the crazy era, survive under such a person and become a senior general......

Good?

Good people have long since turned to ashes!

The madness of this era is not at all what modern people can imagine, Shi Hu who fell in love with the nuns who cooked and ate meat for the banquet, Fu Sheng who peeled off people's faces to make people dance, and Liu Cong who gouged out the minister's eyeballs and barbecued......

Can we imagine a man who wants to kill his own son and then tie up his grandson, and his grandson pulls his clothes and begs for mercy, but he pushes his grandson away with tears, and then drags him aside and splits the body? I'm afraid this is no longer just described as changing, and such a person rules a huge empire that encompasses almost the entire North China Guanzhong and Shanxi, so is it useful to be kind in such an empire? Does Justice Work? Does morality work? In such an era, if you want to survive and not become one of the skeletons that spread all over the mountains, and not become other people's food, then you can only become a madman and become a hungry wolf, because this is an era of cannibalism among beasts and people.

Therefore, modern people are not qualified to criticize the king of martial arts.

Modern man does not live in this era.

When modern people sit at the table of a restaurant and stagger, can they imagine a cooked human head in front of them? When brutality has no bottom line, kindness is the most humble and useless.

With infinite emotion, Yang Feng picked up a large gunpowder bag, and at the same time, all the data such as the fluttering speed of his hot air balloon, the wind direction, the wind force, the location of the largest tent in the Yan army company camp below, etc., began to be calculated by Xiao Qian, and Yang Feng's throwing angle and strength and even the swing amplitude of the hot air balloon were calculated in an instant, in short......

Of course, that's what it means.

There are all tents down there, and there are still no shots!

Moreover, his flight path has been planned for a long time, and as long as the wind direction does not change, there will basically be no big error.

Yang Feng then took out a homemade match, and then lit the fuse of the powder bag, looking at the fuse burning sparks, he held up this thing with a hint of evil smile, and went out without hesitation, and fell straight down with the powder bag that burned the sparks, he lay on the hanging basket leisurely and watched, at this moment he was actually more than 100 meters away from the ground, and because the fire had been turned off a long time ago, the hot air balloon was actually slowly falling, so in a blink of an eye, he saw the fire that exploded on the ground......

Yan army camp.

"Liang Gong, what are you looking at?"

Outside a tent that was feasting, a general walked up to the young general who had stopped Yang Feng in Liantai last time and asked suspiciously.

"General Fu, what is that?"

Murong Jun's youngest brother, Murong De, who originally led the remnants of the Murong family to establish Nanyan in Shandong after participating in the Battle of Hepi in history, pointed to the hot air balloon that was slowly floating like a ghost in the night sky above his head.

Fu Yan, the general beside him, was also stupid.

The hot air balloon, which was less than 100 meters above the ground, could be seen very clearly against the background of the stars, with a strange aura, fluttering silently, and at the same time as they looked up, a faint fire flew out from above and fell at a very fast speed. However, Fu Yan and Murong De didn't see this fire, they were looking back at the same time to call out to the generals who were drinking, and suddenly there was a faint roar, Murong De was the first to turn his head, and he saw a terrifying flame suddenly exploding in the night sky not far away. Before he could react, an earth-shattering explosion slammed into him with a ferocious wave of air, and he opened his mouth in horror, but his screams were drowned out by the loud noise, and then he flew backwards as if he had been hit by a war horse. Also flying upside down was Fu Yan, as well as the tent behind them, the fragile tent was instantly bulldozed like a twelve-level typhoon, and the generals who were walking out were all detained at once......

Then Murong De and the two screamed at the same time and smashed on it.

"Quick, come on, put out the fire!"

Murong De shook his head vigorously to bring himself to his senses, then spat out a mouthful of blood, got up and roared hoarsely.

There was a brazier under the tent.

Just when he shouted this, the flames had already begun to burst out, saying that these tents were made of cowhides, and they had already dried out in the sun and wind, and as the big tent of the Chinese army, there were many gorgeous decorations, basically silk or cloth, which was lit at the sight of the fire, Murong De could even see the generals who were pressed below desperately struggling to escape, and he could hear them being burned and screaming, but the sturdy cowhide blocked their way of life, and they were detained below and let the fire burn.

"Come on!"

Murong De roared like madness.

However, the barracks were in chaos at this time.

This kind of terrifying explosion is completely beyond the scope of understanding of people in this era, especially when there is a strange thing floating in the sky, and those terrified soldiers rush out screaming, all looking at the sky as if they were stupid.

And at this moment, the second powder bag fell.

"Quick, save people!"

Murong De dragged his uncle, Murong Ping, who was also the supreme commander of this army, and shouted desperately to drag him out of the tent despite the burning flames on the latter's body, but at this moment, the second explosion hit his eardrums fiercely, and even the flames on Murong Ping's body were violently shaken by the air wave that arrived next......