A great man of the Northern Song Dynasty

Gunpowder is one of China's most famous inventions.

Once upon a time, the rise of alchemy attracted countless ‘experts’ to join it, and they dared to practice anything.

What is refining?

Most people would probably think that elixirs are made from various drugs.

But those 'experts' let their imaginations run wild and dared to throw all kinds of things into the alchemy furnace.

Modern people cannot imagine that kind of imagination, but if you think about the inventions of the ancients, you can feel that our ancestors have never lacked creativity.

When the ancestors of Westerners were still using knives to cut food, the Chinese people used wooden chopsticks.

Chinese etiquette can make them feel like wild men in the forest when they defecate anywhere.

After the explosion of imagination, various inventions appeared.

And gunpowder is one of the best.

However, after its invention, gunpowder did not enter the battlefield until the late Tang Dynasty.

All kinds of burning, this is the biggest use of gunpowder from the late Tang Dynasty to the present.

Gunpowder, gunpowder, isn’t this what makes fire?

This is a weird thing some people say.

This also shows from the side that gunpowder is only a auxiliary role at this time.

So when Shen An asked for a lot of materials in Fuzhou City, no one asked about it.

So now Shen An gave them a surprise.

Many things shot out from the explosive canister, and the surrounding area became a killing field.

It's not scary, and the range of damage is limited.

The most terrifying thing was the horses that had never been treated so roughly.

The huge explosion drove them crazy.

The horses began to neigh, and then the cavalrymen found themselves unable to control them.

The war horses were running wildly in all directions, and the previous attack formation was instantly in chaos.

What a mess!

It was difficult for Zhe Jizu to control his horse. Because the Song army was in the front, the sound wave of the explosion was not too severe, and he still generally maintained control.

But he didn't respond in time because he was dumbfounded.

"Is this the Fire Horse Formation?"

He watched blankly as the Mangshan Army charged in.

"The Mangshan Army...defeat the enemy!"

"Destroy the enemy! Destroy the enemy! Destroy the enemy!"

Amid the cheers, the country soldiers, who had all turned into cavalry, turned into killing machines.

Yan Baoyu and Zhe Kexing rushed forward, and their long knives were like life harvesters, constantly advancing.

Shen An was caught in the middle. Occasionally, enemy soldiers were let in. They were either missing hands or were cut with a knife.

He was gradually adapting to the battle formation and killing people.

Wherever the Mangshan Army passed, there were corpses left behind...

Their killing methods are simple and never fancy.

The small cooperation between the few of them is very tacit, and no matter how powerful the opponent is, they will have to kneel down.

They were grinning ferociously, like ghosts from the ground.

From the Liao Kingdom to Fuzhou, killing has long been their instinct.

"What a Mangshan Army, but I actually underestimated them!"

Zhe Jizu was also shocked by the murderous brutality of the Mangshan Army, and then raised his right hand.

"Destroy the enemy!"

"Fuzhou Army...defeat the enemy!"

Zhe Jizu finally issued the order for the entire army to attack, and the infantry also began to attack.

The entire battlefield was in chaos. The Xixia generals looked at this scene blankly and shouted: "Come back! Gather together! Gather together!"

In the age of cold weapons, having more people is king.

If you stay alone, you are a fool and will be tortured to death by your opponent.

But those Xixia people had long been discouraged and could not maintain their formation, so they could only flee all the way.

"Kill the enemy!"

Shen An became red-eyed and led the Mangshan Army to pursue him.

Zhe Jizu had never encountered such a comfortable opportunity to kill an enemy, and he would not let it go.

When the pursuit reached Baisheng Village, the Song troops inside just woke up from a dream, and they all rushed out, causing the hundreds of enemy cavalry who were staring at them to flee for their lives in panic.

The overall situation is decided!

The chase continued until dusk. Watching the remaining enemy troops disappear into the distance, Zhe Jizu said proudly: "They lost their baggage and had no choice but to rob those tribes, but those tribes are not fools... so they can No more than a thousand people will make it back alive."

Winter is coming, and food at this time is worth gold, which is the guarantee of the tribe's continuation.

For this guarantee, the surrounding tribes will join forces to fight these Xixia troops.

Zhe Jizu accurately judged the outcome of the matter, and then sent an order to return to the army.

The return journey is the road to harvest. The discarded war horse baggage and the corpses are treasures in the eyes of the Song army.

When Shen An saw a sergeant chop off a horse leg with a knife and carry it on his back, he sighed: "You can eat any meat."

It is said that horse meat can lead to bleeding, but in places like this, blood can only be lost if there is no meat to eat.

"Collect the heads!"

Shen An feels that meat can be bought with money, but morale cannot be bought.

Zhe Jizu asked: "What do you want a human head for?"

It was autumn now, and the weather was already very cold, so he was not even prepared to dispose of the corpses of the enemy soldiers. Wild animals would naturally come to look for food at night.

Shen An said: "We have to tell those foreign races that the Song Dynasty is not their horse ranch."

"What's the meaning?"

Zhe Jizu still didn't understand.

"Jingguan!"

"For what?"

During the Song Dynasty, weak culture became the mainstream, and Beijing and Guan were naturally the work of barbarians, and no one cared about it or paid attention to it.

Zhe Jizu felt that Shen An looked down on him, "Zhe's family doesn't study. This is what the Zhong family said. Does An Bei look down on someone?"

Shen An took a deep breath and said: "Jingguan... this is a method used by the Central Plains to demonstrate martial arts and intimidate the enemy."

Zhe Jizu shook his head and said: "I don't know, I don't know, but I know you are powerful. Come here and ask someone to chop off your head!"

So there was one more task on the return trip, which was to collect the enemy's heads.

Those carts were filled with all kinds of supplies. There was no other way, so the soldiers had to hang their heads on their waists and swagger all the way back to Baisheng Village.

In front of Baisheng Village, corpses have piled up like a mountain, and someone is digging a hole beside it.

"Tell them to stop digging!"

The blood of the Zhe family is impure, so I don't know what Shen An meant by the so-called Jingguan that showcases Chinese martial arts.

But this does not hinder his trust in Shen An.

"An Bei, you say hello below and everyone will listen to you."

There were more than two hundred prisoners nearby, shivering at the moment.

"Let them carry it!"

"Moving? Easy to talk about!"

Zhe Jizu had long regarded these prisoners as dead people, so he ordered them at will, and the corpses were accumulated one by one.

There happened to be soil from digging a hole nearby, and Shen An asked people to prepare to seal the soil.

More than three thousand corpses, including some heads, were slowly piled up into a hill.

"Zhizhou, what are you doing with this? Can you still dry it and feed it to your brothers?"

"That's right, if you have the time, you might as well just throw it into the pit, and you won't have to worry about the epidemic next year."

"That...that..."

As the height of the mountain of corpses continued to increase, these complaints gradually dissipated.

An inexplicable fear silenced these soldiers.

The expressions of the corpses before death were different, some were dull, some were desperate, some were afraid...

But they all have one thing in common, that is solidification!

All the expressions were frozen at this moment, and the lives of countless people ended at this moment.

Those eyes were staring at the soldiers around them, layer upon layer, countless eyes, countless corpses...

Creepy!

The mountain of corpses gradually turned into a tower shape, wide at the bottom and sharp at the top.

When the last human head is placed on top, the view is completed.

"Cover the soil!"

The soil gradually wrapped around Jingguan, but it was only a rough covering, and the limbs and heads were still exposed.

"This...is this Jingguan?"

"right!"

Shen An asked someone to get a stone tablet, and he walked over.

He took the brush and began to write furiously.

Someone simultaneously read out the inscription written by Shen An.

"...Shi Jingtang recognized a thief as his father, and the royal family of the Later Tang Dynasty was reduced to a mere imperial concubine..."

Shi Jingtang recognized a Liao man as his father and led the wolf into the house...

The atmosphere gradually became tense.

"...In the Battle of Mozhou, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty were reduced to the imperial palace..."

In the Battle of Mozhou more than 70 years ago, the Liao people won a great victory, and then the corpses of Song soldiers were used to build the Jingguan.

What is he doing?

Zhe Jizu finally remembered what Jingguan was.

When Di Qing conquered Nong Zhigao, he piled more than 5,000 corpses into a mountain of corpses.

This is...this is Han'er's method of intimidating his enemies!

"What will he write next?"

Someone is waiting.

Shen An wrote vigorously and then threw the brush away.

"In the autumn of the fourth year of Jiayou, the Fuzhou army defeated the Xixia rebellion here and beheaded more than 3,000 people..."

"There are many sights in the capital to show the righteous way of heaven and earth! There are many bones in the sky, let's watch Han'er kill people!"

call!

Zhe Jizu felt a cold air coming towards his face and could not help but shudder.

"There are so many sights in the capital, the right way of heaven and earth! There are so many bones, let's see Han'er kill people!"

What's this?

Zhe Jizu thought this was a declaration of war!

Although the people killed were Xixia people, the two examples on the inscription were Liao people.

This is holding a grudge!

The earliest Shi Jingtang was more than a hundred years ago, and it was still engraved on a stele...

What do you want to do?

With such unforgettable feelings, could it be that he wants to take revenge on the Liao people in the future?

You must know that not only people from Xixia came here, but also people from Liao earlier.

There is this Jingguan Stone standing at the border of the Three Kingdoms. What would it feel like if someone from the Liao Dynasty looked at it?

Zhe Jizu felt that the civil servants in the court would probably propose to replace the Zhe family to calm the anger of the Liao people.

When he walked forward, he saw that the inscriptions on the stele turned out to be Hanlin Daizhao of the Great Song Dynasty and Shen An, the Imperial Academy's storyteller.

He didn't even think about hurting anyone!

Zhe Jizu felt a surge of heat and shouted, "Anbei, if you don't write someone's name on it, are you looking down on Zhe?"

Shen An didn't expect that he would be so brave, so he asked with a smile: "Zhe Zhizhou needs to know that this matter is not a big deal. Once the Liao people get angry, do you dare to take the responsibility?"

Zheji Zufang asked: "Then why are you not afraid?"

yes!

Why isn't he afraid?

Casting Jingguan Iron will definitely make the Xixia people hate him to the bone, and this Jingguan Stone will make the Liao people regard him as a thorn in their side.

This is a self-inflicted act.

Everyone was looking at Shen An, but he smiled slightly and said: "The Song Dynasty has two great enemies, one is the Liao people, and the other is the Xixia people. If the Song Dynasty wants to rise, the Liao people are the biggest opponents. Will the Liao people agree with the Song Dynasty? Rise?”

"Youyan!"

You Yan, that was the pain of the Song Dynasty!

"If you can't avoid it, then kill it!"

Shen An looked at the Jingguan taking shape and said with satisfaction: "This is an era of killing. If you don't kill, you will be killed. Everyone, what is the Song Dynasty doing?"

The current Liao people, as well as the subsequent Jin people and Mongolian people, all appear as killers and have established their reputation with countless killings.

One by one, they stepped on the bones and walked up to the throne, and most of those bones were Han'er...

The corpses of countless Han'er paved the smooth path for these killers to the throne, and Shen An felt that the purpose of coming here was to change the world.

Whenever the Central Plains is weak, those grassland aliens will spy and then take action.

Shen An hopes to cut off this hand completely.

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The Song Dynasty, which could go there, was like a tortoise. It built a tortoise shell around the border with forts, thinking that it was safe, and kept its head down to enjoy the prosperous times at home.

Only the soldiers on the border knew that the Song Dynasty was not a prosperous age. Those bloodthirsty enemies were still preparing their troops and were ready to rush into that colorful world at any time to slaughter and enslave Han'er to their heart's content.

A sergeant suddenly beat his chest and shouted: "Kill the enemy!"

In such a dangerous situation, what kind of gentleness and elegance do you need, what kind of elegance is needed...

The only thing I can do is kill the enemy!

Countless soldiers beat their chests and roared: "Kill the enemy!"

The setting sun touches the horizon, its color is blood red.

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Fourth update, 13,000 words are delivered today, I will try my best... Good night, everyone.