Emperor Zhenguan

Chapter 655 The birthday of artillery fire

The rumbling soldiers and horses came together, and within a short time, they surrounded all the chiefs of the grassland tribes under the Jingguan.

"People from the Huxue Department, get out immediately for this king!"

Li Shentong rode his horse and held a gun, scanning the prairie people below viciously.If the tax paid on the grassland is not enough, he will not be able to do business if he wants to, and he will be held accountable by the court.

He heard that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has now borrowed something called a form and graph from Chang'an Middle School, and it can actually intuitively find out the mistakes and omissions in the tax payment of various places.Prior to this, two officials in Lingzhou who had accepted bribes in private had already had their heads beheaded.

The current emperor must not be deceived!
More importantly, he knew that the emperor had always disliked him, so he couldn't let the emperor catch his mistakes.

"The rate of Hu Xuebu Jin is here, dare to ask the king, what's the matter?"

A group of people came out of the gathering place of the Huxue tribe, the leader of which was Jin Sui, the current leader of the Huxue tribe.

To be honest, Li Shentong didn't know this guy at all, because last year four leaders of Huxue tribe died in a row, who the hell knows who this is.

"Your taxes this year have been reduced by half."

Jin Shui begged bitterly: "My lord, something happened to us last year, and we didn't have many cattle and sheep."

Snapped!
A whip whipped the rate out and rolled on the ground a few times.

Of course Li Shentong doesn't have such strength, but it hurts when the horse whips someone's face.

"I don't care what happens to you, you have to pay whatever tax the imperial court sets for you. Any more, and you'll behead him!"

In the Huxue Department, these ignorant and knowledgeable people for many years clenched their fists and looked at the humble Li Shentong with hatred in their eyes.

It was a slash of hatred.

Li Shentong didn't care about that look at all, but I smiled instead, showing my abnormality.

"You son of a bitch, do they want to avenge me?"

Faced with the problem of Li Shentong, the members of the Huxue Department hated him so much for many years that they were so angry that they shed tears.

We sometimes want revenge, but there is nothing we can do.

Facing the enemy Tang Qi, we have no power to fight back.In addition, the entire grassland army was disbanded by the Tang Dynasty, and we are basically qualified to be enemies of the Tang Dynasty.

If not qualified, this is only the qualification to be killed.

The other tribal leaders were afraid, trembling, and said everything.We are afraid that the Tang Dynasty will implicate our tribe because of a big Huxue tribe, we are really afraid.

Facing such a weak and domineering Tang Dynasty, the prairie people seem to be facing Xieli.This Holy Emperor Khan is the devil in our dreams.

"Come back." Jin Li got up, pulled away a group of years, and then said to Li Shentong: "You guys really have so few cattle and sheep, please forgive me, Xiao Wang."

Saying that, I knelt on the ground.

As for Li Shentong, he just glanced at me indifferently, and then said harsh words.

"They only have eight days. Within eight days, they are all together, and they will die."

After speaking, Li Shentong turned his horse's head and left.

Don't say I'm giving the opportunity, I'm giving it, it depends on whether Hu Xuebu can seize it.

Ten days ago.

Chang'an, Manna Palace.

Wang Xianxin received a report from Lingzhou that the Huxue tribe had rebelled and had been suppressed by Huaian Wang Li Shentong.

Before watching it, Sun Changzhen approved Zhu Hong, and then handed it over to Li Zhiyun for filing.

Wang Xianxin has long been used to the fact that there are no grassland tribes rebelling every day.I don't think my rule over the grassland is too cruel, because I am very vague. When the grassland people were weak, we would let the Tang people go because we had received the kindness of the Tang Dynasty.

It's not about morality, it's about survival instincts.

Nomadic and farming, two civilizations, are born rivals.Because one is destruction and the other is construction.One is a weak thief and the other is an obedient citizen.There is no natural way to get along well, only one can die.

What's more, it is etiquette and morality that make the grassland people surrender, but the sword.

Whoever's sword is ruthless and whose sword is sharp is the standard maker.Prairie people will only fear and submit to the weak, and will always remember the weak and strong.

The strong are our food.

Sun Changzhen's original intention was to kill the prairie people, so he naturally cares about those now.

They are dead prairie people, how can Tang people live comfortably.

Cruel?
Of course it's cruel, but that's the truth.If one family wants to live well, the other must live poorly.

At this moment, Li Zhiyun walked over slowly and spoke loudly beside the emperor.

"Really?" The emperor looked at Li Zhiyun with a smile.

"That's what Yuwen Industrial Superintendent said."

"Let's go to Weihe Workshop."

"As ordered."

In the depths of the martial law workshop manor.

Wang Xianxin bowed heavily to the emperor, "Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Sun Changzhen asked: "Is the venue cleared?"

"Everyone has been ordered to come in."

"Yeah." Sun Changzhen nodded slightly, and walked to the square under Li Zhen's guard.

Outside here, eight small white cannons have been placed.

The cannon barrel was white and thick, small and long, and a smell of gunpowder permeated from the center of the barrel, spreading in the air.

Very pungent.

After approaching, Sun Changzhen observed for a while, and then asked: "When did they experiment?"

Yuwen Rutong replied: "Seven days later at night, when there are lightning and thunder, it is the best time."

"Still stupid." Wang Xianxin nodded, and immediately said: "Well, show it to me."

"Yes!"

Excited, Gao Liangzhong asked someone to fetch a 'small white ball', put it back into the gun barrel, and then arranged the fuze.

"Your Majesty, I'm ready." Gao Liangzhong said to the emperor who was a few dozen steps away.

Sun Changzhen waved a big flag.

Upon receiving the order, Gao Liangzhong immediately took the torch from the craftsman and lit the fuze.

At that moment, Sun Changzhen fixed his gaze on the burning fuse, and when the fuse was burned out, my eyes fell on the small white cannon.

boom!
There was a loud noise, and sparks flashed along the rear edge of the barrel.

With the weak recoil, the shocking small cannon poured in a lot.

Immediately, an explosion sounded nearby.

Whoa!
Within a hundred steps, a specially built rammed earth wall was blown down by a small cannon!
It worked!
Sun Changzhen picked up the binoculars and carefully looked at the nearby ruins, the joy on his face was beyond words.

It finally worked!
But Li Zhen was already stunned.

I have never seen such a powerful weapon, and I even know how this little cannon does it.

If that kind of thing is used to attack a strong city.
Suddenly my hairs stood on end, it was terrible, without such a small cannon, just a few cannons can completely destroy the inner wall of a small city.

I suddenly remembered what the emperor said the next time I came there.

Something that changes siege warfare.

That's right, that small cannon really doesn't have that kind of power.

After Sun Changzhen came to the ruins, he casually observed the destructive power, and was finally satisfied.

"They did a good job, and each rewarded seven hundred taels of gold!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Wang Xianxin's face was full of joy, and he said immediately: "Your Majesty, although the power of this thing is small, it must be damp, otherwise it would be gunpowder."

So what do you need him to say?
"Well, I got it." Sun Changzhen came to the small cannon again, touched the hot cannon barrel, his face became more and more joyful, and in my eyes, there was something called ambition.

"In addition, Your Majesty, every time you finish firing eight cannons, you must pour cold water to let the barrels cool down, otherwise the chambers will blow up anyway." Gao Liangzhong reminded slightly awkwardly.

"Is the problem with the barrel still resolved?" Wang Xianxin frowned.

Yuwen Rutong gritted his teeth and said, "I am capable."

I am in charge of the gun barrel, and Gao Liangzhong is in charge of the gunpowder.Now that Gao Liangzhong got the formula right, he himself was behind.

(End of this chapter)