The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 15 I want to see Chai Rong!
Outside the prison, more than 200 prisoners knelt on the ground, including Zhu Xiu.

When he turned around, he saw that the person next to him was the jailer Ma San.

Ma San's big face was crying, just like a Garfield cat turned into a spirit.

Zhang Yanchao said loudly: "Listen to me, the Khitans are attacking the city. You prisoners should also do your part to defend the city. Go out of the city every day to collect arrows and prepare them for the army to defend the city! When the war is over, no matter what happened before No matter what crime you commit, you will be forgiven! If anyone dares to disobey, he will be killed without mercy!"

Zhu Xiu's eyes widened in shock. It turned out that he was asking the prisoners to go out of the city and collect the arrows.

Zhang Yanchao sounded nice, but the prisoners were not fools either. They all knew that the Khitans were outside the city, and leaving the city would be tantamount to death.

The Khitan people's cavalry and shooting are fierce. If they are killed in one round, how many people can survive?

I'm afraid this group of prisoners will die before the war is over.

Immediately, more than a dozen prisoners rioted, rushed towards the left guard soldiers, and snatched knives and guns.

Zhang Yanchao was furious and ordered them to be killed. More than a hundred spearmen gathered around, leveled their spears, and stabbed the dozen prisoners to death.

The rest of the prisoners remained silent and did not dare to resist anymore. They could only live longer for a while.

Ma San and several jailers kowtowed and begged for mercy: "General Zhang, spare your life! We are prison officers, not prisoners!"

Zhang Yanchao shouted impatiently: "We don't have enough manpower, so you have to make up for it!"

Ma San knelt down and hugged Zhang Yanchao's legs, crying and begging with tears. Zhang Yanchao whipped him hard on the face. Ma San screamed and covered his face and fell to the ground. A deep blood mark was left on his face. On his cheek, blood flowed from between his fingers.

Zhu Xiu gave him a hand, and Ma San cried: "The defense commander clearly asked him to organize the left guards and prisoners to leave the city, but he randomly arrested people and committed suicide! Ouch~~~ It hurts me to death! Woo woo woo~ ~How can you survive outside the city?"

Zhu Xiu smiled wryly, took a deep breath, restrained his panic, and kept calm. The dozens of prisoners' corpses lying in a pool of blood reminded him that now was not the time to resist.

The Left Guards divided the prisoners and hundreds of randomly captured people into two teams, one team was sent to the east gate and the other team was sent to the west gate.

Zhu Xiu and Ma San were escorted to the east gate.

Zhu Xiu left the prison for the first time in more than a month, and the city of Cangzhou was devastated.

The streets are full of ruins, large tracts of houses have been demolished and smashed, black smoke is left behind after the fire, corpses can be seen everywhere without being collected, and the blood on the clothes of soldiers who come and go is not dry.

A group of peasants passed by carrying bamboo baskets containing large earthen jars.

A farmer's pole broke with a click, and the earthen jar in the bamboo basket fell to the ground and shattered.

Zhu Xiu was startled and subconsciously ducked aside, only to smell a strong smell of sulfur.

"That is."

Looking at the black and gray powder spilled from the earthen pot, Zhu Xiu was stunned.

"Oh! Be careful! These cupping jars are powerful weapons for defending the city. There are not many left! Hurry up and collect the fire powder. This thing must not be exposed to open flames."

The clerk responsible for transporting the cupping jars came over and scolded him.

Seeing the peasant husbands rushing away with cupping jars, Zhu Xiu immediately associated relevant knowledge in his mind.

The fire powder should be the most rudimentary prototype of gunpowder. It can increase the burning speed, but has no explosive effect.

Yes, according to historical records, the first time gunpowder was used in military affairs in Chinese history was in 904 A.D., the first year of Emperor Ai Tianyou of Tang Dynasty. General Zheng Fan of Wu State used a kind of gunpowder called "engine flying gun" when attacking Yuzhang. "Fire" new firearm.

Zhu Xiu had studied this thing in his previous life, it was a rocket filled with primary gunpowder, which was used to burn and set fire at a long distance.

More than 40 years have passed, and this primary gunpowder has been widely used on the battlefield, mostly as incendiary weapons.
A flash of lightning flashed across Zhu Xiu's mind. He thought of something, but he was pushed violently from behind. A left guard soldier with a ferocious face said viciously: "Quickly leave! Why are you dazed! If you dare to linger again, I will chop him with a knife." !”

Zhu Xiu staggered, gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger, and followed the prisoners' team towards the east gate.He turned his head and looked around anxiously, his eyes darting around, thinking of a way to escape.

When approaching the east gate, Zhu Xiu saw Liu Chengyou and his men trying to board the city, but they were stopped by soldiers from the Tianxiong Army. There seemed to be a dispute.

A man in black armor slowly walked down the stone steps of the city road, smiled and spoke to Liu Chengyou with his hands in his hands. Liu Chengyou shouted something impatiently.

The distance was too far and Zhu Xiu couldn't hear clearly. He only heard Liu Chengyou constantly shouting about withdrawing troops and withdrawing troops.

Zhang Yanchao also trotted over and followed Liu Chengyou faithfully.

Zhu Xiu stared hard at the man in black armor. Could that man be Chai Rong?
It doesn’t quite match the image of a wise and powerful warrior in his imagination!
Hei is a little thinner, his face is a little more vulgar, and he seems to be a little older.

However, the generals of the Tianxiong Army treated him respectfully, so it shouldn't be wrong to think about it!

Zhu Xiu glanced at the left guard soldiers beside him, gritted his teeth secretly, and felt cruel. He didn't care, success or failure depended on this. Only Chai Rong could save him now!

Zhu Xiu tried his best to crash into the left guard soldier closest to him. The soldier was knocked to the ground unprepared. Zhu Xiu staggered to steady his body and rushed towards the stone steps of the city tower.

Two left guard soldiers escorting the prisoners drew their swords and chased them. The other prisoners saw someone escaping and were about to make a move. The other soldiers quickly drew their swords and ordered them to squat down with their heads in their hands.

Ma San was so frightened that he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, but his little eyes were nervously watching Zhu Xiu's movements.

"General Chai! I have confidential military information to report!"

Zhu Xiu ran all the way and shouted at the top of his lungs, attracting everyone's attention.

The black-faced general looked at him in surprise. Liu Chengyou and Zhang Yanchao were stunned at first, and then became furious.

"Quick! Stop this little brat!" Zhang Yanchao was furious.

Five or six left guard soldiers rushed towards Zhu Xiu.

Zhu Xiu's heart froze, and she wanted to throw herself directly at the feet of the black-faced general, hugging his thigh for help.

Unfortunately, just as Zhu Xiu opened his arms and prepared to pounce, a white-faced young man appeared in front of the black-faced general. His iron arms were like hooks and hooked directly onto his waist, grabbing him hard.

Zhu Xiu was shocked. He glanced at the expressionless white-faced young man, then turned to look at several left guard soldiers who came forward fiercely with knives. They were like octopuses, wrapping their hands and feet around the white-faced young man. , the whole person hung on him.

"Wow~~ Help! General Chai, help! I really have important military secrets to report!"

Zhu Xiu roared at the top of her lungs and hugged the white-faced young man without letting go.

The white-faced young man let out a cold snort, clamped Zhu Xiu's back of the neck, and with a little force, lifted him up like a chicken, glanced at him in disgust, and was about to throw him out.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Put him down!" Black-faced general Shi Kuangwei said with a smile.

The white-faced young man immediately let go of Zhu Xiu and adjusted his armor and robe, with a hint of contempt on his stern face.

Shi Kuangwei glanced at the few left guards and winked at the white-faced young man. The white-faced young man understood and took a step forward to stop Zhu Xiu. His eyes were slightly narrowed with an evil look in his eyes. The left guard soldiers immediately did not dare to force him. Go past him and catch someone.

Zhu Xiu fell to the ground, looking up at the tall and straight back of the white-faced young man, feeling a sense of security in her heart, her nose twitching, and she wanted to cry.

"Hey boy, who are you?"

Shi Kuangwei clasped his hands behind his back and looked down from a high position. Zhu Xiu quickly smacked his butt and got up, saluting in a mocking manner: "Zhu Xiu, a student from Haozhou, has met General Chai!"

Zhu Xiu raised his eyes and took a sneak peek, realizing that the black and thin general's temperament and appearance were completely unworthy of the evaluation of "brilliant appearance" in the history books.

A generation of British masters, Emperor Sejong, had this kind of virtue?

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