Lan Ruochan

After the first burst of fireworks, Tiezhi paused for a moment according to the previous plan.

He waited until the smoke and dust in the air were almost cleared before he fired the second shot.

Qingyun and the others also fired a round of salvo.

At this time, the guards of honor of the Xianbei adults who came one after another from the north of the city crowded at the head of the bridge. They had cars and horses, and they were carried directly like Mu Tai, who used the bed as a sedan chair.

The Mutai people were still blocked in the north of the bridge, and the second round of fireworks had already exploded.His sight was blocked by carriages and horses, so he was anxious at that time.

His Mu Qiuling family doesn't even look down on the king of Wei, so how can he allow the little people around him to be an eyesore?

I saw him jumping up, the saber unsheathed, and the blood burst out!
Several of Beppu's servants leading the horse-drawn carts were already in different places.

"Whoever blocks me, Mutai, die!"

With his shout, the bridgehead became even more chaotic.

Everyone knew that they couldn't offend the local emperor in front of them, but they saw a sea of ​​people, huddled on the bridge and there was nowhere to hide...

Only the sound of thud thump thud continued to sound, and someone was pushed and fell into the water in the chaos.

Stepping on the crowded chaos for a lifetime, it is out of control.

There were cries for help and wailing one after another.

The relatives in the back were eager to save people and squeezed forward even more, so there were more people in the front row who fell into the water.

The flow of people squeezed towards the bridgehead uncontrollably.

At the beginning, most of the servants who fell into the water were servants, but as the situation became more and more chaotic, some Xianbei adults and their family members gradually began to be squeezed into the water.

Mu Tai didn't care about that at all, he was so self-sufficient that he simply stepped on the head of the person and flew across the bridge.

There were also some masters in the crowd, who wanted to follow suit, jumped up after Mu Tai, hit the crowd and stepped on them, but the skilled guards dragged these people down from mid-air and threw them into the river!

Just because no one dares to attack Mu Tai doesn't mean that everyone can step on the heads of these Xianbei adults!
When Mutai barely landed on the south side of the bridge, the third round of fireworks started again.

Mu Tai raised his head and sprinted towards the south of the city, waving a knife and flower in his hand to drive away the crowd in front of him, afraid of delaying his journey.

But no matter how domineering Mu Tai is, he can only slow down obediently when he gets to a crowded place.

Seeing that it was dark and crowded with people all around, he looked towards the height of the building, heh, there was no place to stay on the roof!

Bang!
The fourth wave of gunfire.

Somewhere, the roof of a small two-story building was so crowded that tiles were falling off one after another.The people on the roof slid down like dumplings.

Mu Tai thought it was just right!
He flew in the opposite direction, climbed onto the roof, raised his foot and kicked down a few men riding on the ridge, and yelled angrily, "Mu Zhengbei is here, don't come near him!"

But his roar was like a mosquito like a gnat in the fourth wave of fireworks. Who has the time to listen to his beep now?

In the same way, the common people who are well-informed don't know Mu Tai, and they want to seize the best viewing spot on the second floor of the small building.

Mu Tai intends to drive people away, but he is afraid of causing trouble and delaying the viewing of the fireworks.The knife at the waist was pulled out three times, but finally fell back into the sheath.

Mu Tai, who has been domineering all his life, is squeezed in by a group of lower Liba people. He can only stand on tiptoe and look up at the sky...but he finally endured it!Had to endure.

When the fireworks hit the fifth round, the spare barrels of the second company and the fourth company had all been blown to pieces.

According to the plan, Qingyun and Ren Shentong moved all the last shells to the ancestor's place, and then immediately returned to the small house in the north of the city along the city wall.

Unlike the din of people in the south of the city, the north of the city was very quiet at this time.

A black gun barrel has been propped on the roof of the small house.

Yuan Chuntuo and the four little ones of the Ren family are fighting for control of the cannon.

In the end, the Princess Dachang couldn't help but get angry, "Stop making trouble, you haven't watched the operation completely, don't make trouble. Show me everything, wait in line, one shot per person!"

The sixth burst of gunfire is an order.

Yuan Chuntuo immediately pulled the crossbow trigger, only to hear a loud noise, and there was a lot of smoke and dust.The reinforced bamboo gun barrel also failed to withstand the impact of this wave, and was blown to pieces.

Although the gun mount had been fixed on the main ridge long ago, it still slammed backwards at this moment.

Ren Beisou stood the closest, and was hit by that force, his feet were unsteady, he stepped on the tiles and slid down the slope.Fortunately, Nan Rong Xihua had sharp eyesight and quick hands, so he grabbed him.

But the four little ones were all terrified at this moment, their eyes widened and they dared not approach that fire-breathing big guy anymore.

Yuan Chuntuo was somewhat psychologically prepared, and did not panic.

When the gunfire stopped, she looked to the sky.

The cannonball hit Beicheng, and the shells were naturally not filled with fireworks ore powder, but pre-ground metal powder, ore flour, and wheat flour wrapped in boiled stone fat.

Those powders were dyed with open flames at the moment the projectile exploded, and exploded instantly.

Zhang Xu's radius was instantly enveloped by fireballs, and all the plants and trees were burnt.

The viscous petrochemicals turned into clusters of fire clusters, which sputtered out, covering a wider area, no matter whether they were attached to the houses or the treetops, they were tightly adhered to and never extinguished.

With this cannonball, a house was lit up with a red light all over the sky.

Although I don't know which Lord Xianbei's house was burned down, the servants who stayed in the house are now crying for father and mother, desperately calling for fire, but at this moment, they are just crying in vain, and no one responds.

At this moment, the bridgehead is still crowded, and most people are still flocking from the north of the city to the south.

Even the bullies who fell into the water just now swam across the river one after another, or were rescued by relatives and friends, and squeezed onto the bridge with each other's support.

The six rounds of fireworks prepared in advance have all been fired.

Only the two extra shells he had prepared and the two shells that Qingyun Ren Shentong had just sent were left beside him.

He was not in a hurry to launch, but listened quietly to the sound in the distance.

Bang, another cannon shot.

Everyone looked up to find the fireworks, but the sky was still dark.

At this moment, the North City was surrounded by flames.

Yuan Chuntuo had already changed the barrel and fired the second shot.

With a smile on his face, Yuzhi leisurely fired a cannonball.

People's attention is still firmly attracted to the sky south of the city.

By the time Yuan Chuntuo fired the sixth cannon, Tiezhi had exhausted all of his cannonballs.

The south of the city is still noisy, the crowd has not yet dispersed, and the vast majority of people who eat melons are still looking to the south eagerly, expecting the miracle to come again.

"Hey, why aren't you doing well!"

"I do not know……"

Amidst the discussions, the cannons sounded again!
Miss Yuan has fired her seventh shot.

There was some noise from the north side of the city.

"It's on fire~"

"Fire!"

But the bridge was still full of people, and the faint cry for help did not wake up many people in their dreams.

After the excitement of the fireworks, the spectators have also gotten used to the bright sky. Although the north of the city was already burning red, not many people noticed anything wrong.

The eighth gun fired again, but the fireworks still hadn't started.

At this time, someone in the crowd began to discuss, "Hey? There seems to be a red light in the north of the city~"

"Is it also a fairy scattering flowers?"

"No, it looks like, eh? Did it go off the rails?"

"Fire? Can't you?"

"""""Knock on the blackboard time"""""

Pao, the original meaning of this word in Chinese is hot, read it once.

The cannon of cannon fire takes its original meaning.

But now the meaning of Pao was first written as Pao, 礮, 礟.

These words all mean exactly the same thing, a rock-throwing machine.

In other words, the earliest cannon refers to the trebuchet.The Thunderbolt Cannon, a siege weapon invented by Liu Ye during the Three Kingdoms period, and the Huihui Cannon introduced by later generations are actually boulder-throwing devices.

So when was the mortar fired with gun barrels and gunpowder born?
The red-clothed cannon of the Ming Dynasty is an undoubted answer.But not necessarily the correct solution.

As early as the Song Dynasty, the Taoist "Geng Dao Ji" had a method of making sulfur powder gun sand. "Wu Bei Zhi" has various applications of dung guns and cluster pebble guns.At this time, the fire-guided cannon appeared and was widely used.

Looking further ahead, the "Tong Dian" of the Tang Dynasty has already mentioned adding cannons to ships in water battles.Due to the relationship between space and ballistic stability, boat guns have been artillery since their birth.

So let's look at two records in "Zi Zhi Tong Jian".

Volume 250 II:

Jiedu envoy Lu Dan summoned the governor of Pengzhou, Wu Xinglu, to take the staff, and worked with Yang Qingfu, the former governor of Luzhou, to build defenses, select generals, assign duties, set up battle sheds, build guns, build equipment, and strictly police.

Volume 260 VII:

King Yan Shouguang hunted, and his staff member Sun Hechi called Shouguang and said: "The people of Zhao came to beg for teachers, and this day they want to become kings." Shouguang said: "Why?" The glue is solid. Wen Zhizhi will not stop swallowing the river, and now he is an enemy. If the king joins him and breaks the beam, the town and Ding will both collect guns (cannons) and go to Yan. The king will not go out, but I am afraid The people of Jin are ahead of me."

According to these two contexts, artillery was not just a siege tool at that time, but was installed in the city defense or standing army.

It also shows that the gun machine at this time has broken away from the concept of the trebuchet during the Three Kingdoms period. The pure catapult machine has a very narrow application range and can only be used to destroy the city wall and attack the defenders at the top of the city.

The principle of the control gun is actually the work done by the expansion of the airflow after the explosion.As long as you can master the explosion, you can create related engineering tools.

Therefore, the emergence of artillery machines in the Tang and Song Dynasties is not difficult to understand.

And the earth cannon mechanism in this work is also within the scope of reasonable conjecture.

As for the emphasis on the shells used by Tunzhi, we will expand on them in the next section.