Author: solid state drive

Zhao Huan's worldview was refreshed. It turns out that there is such an attack method? With such a weapon, do you still need to consider how to attack the city? Just launch it with one shot and wait to collect the corpses. If it is clean, it will not be killed.

The Royal Army troops in front, who had reached various parts of the mountain, were also holding telescopes to observe the experimental effects of individual cloud bombs.

As a miniaturized cloud bomb, a single burning air cube is actually not that big. It is not as good as an aerial bomb dropped from the sky. It can easily weigh hundreds of kilograms and can destroy the world by dozens of rounds at a time.

Therefore, the confusion and suffocation of the Jin Army were only temporary. Except for the death of Jin Jun, who had respiratory diseases and heart disease, no one in the entire Jin Army camp actually died of suffocation due to cloud bombs. Instead, they died of cloud bomb explosions and

High-explosive bombs kill more people.

"Report to the chief! According to the investigation report, the Jin Army has basically restored its operational capabilities and has begun organizing city defense.

Due to the fire coverage, the vacuum time of ten cloud explosive bombs is estimated to be maintained in a hypoxic environment for about one minute. According to the engineers' calculations, if it is increased to thirty rounds, we can turn the entire Huguan into an uninhabited land.

Requesting fire coverage instructions!"

"Brother Zhao, the power of the cloud explosion bomb did not reach the expected effect. This is because the rocket launcher used by the individual soldiers has a smaller charge. As long as two more bases are added, Huguan can be captured without spending a single soldier."

"Okay, okay, by the way, are the siege divisions just now the same ones who launched the rockets just now?"

Zhao Huan said with bright eyes, the power of just ten shots was so powerful that Jin Jun held his throat for nearly twenty breaths.

If this is covered by thirty rounds, according to what Chen Ye said, if added up, it would be at least forty breaths, forty breaths, which is enough time for the unprepared Jin Jun to hold his breath until he faints.

Before Chen Ye could answer the difference between engineers and siege divisions, Zhao Huan suddenly had a question and quickly asked Chen Ye.

"National Master, how much is the discounted price of that cloud bomb? Or how much gold is it? I think it is much smaller than the rockets of airplanes, so the price is always much cheaper, right? 10% of the price? Twenty

Two pieces of gold?"

"Well, a rocket costs almost thirty taels, but who told us to have a good relationship? Even if you sell it for twenty taels, I will make less."

"Oh, I'm really ashamed of myself, but there are still many cities behind. I will try to fight more. Thank you so much, Imperial Master."

Chen Ye listened to Zhao Huan's asking price. The original base price for the paving was fifteen taels of gold, but it instantly became twenty taels. Both parties felt that they had made a profit.

Only Zhao Ji, who was far away in Bianjing, was rearranging the space-time gate when he sensed the sudden and drastic change in prices and the word "cloud bomb" appeared.

It's just that prices have changed too much, and Yun Bingbang doesn't pay special attention to it, so Zhao Ji doesn't know that his son has spent an extra sum of money on him.

"Twenty taels of gold. Thirty taels are only 600 taels. Six hundred taels of gold can directly capture Huguan without using any soldiers. It's a good deal. Imperial Master, then..."

Zhao Huan did the math and thought it was a good deal. After all, in ancient times, if the city was attacked, the defenders who captured the city would be rewarded, which would cost hundreds or even thousands of taels, and would also consume countless materials and manpower.

But now you only need to spend money to buy a level pass. How many levels are there along the way? Counting the cities, there are less than a dozen. Counting 10,000 taels of gold, is it a good deal? It's a great deal.

His other abilities in the Song Dynasty may not be good, but his money making ability has always been very powerful. If he could smash the level cards with money, they would have bought the Liao Kingdom a hundred years ago.

Just as he was about to agree, Zhao Huan looked at the confused Jin Jun above. He was so frightened and evasive that he could barely see a few heads since he was standing on the wall. Suddenly, a burst of inspiration struck him, and he calculated something.

Account.

If he didn't spend this money, wouldn't it be equivalent to earning 600 taels of gold in vain and adding a thousand miners? He had to learn from the mining model that Chongzhen showed off to him and the bad roads in Shanxi.

How expensive is it to use people from the Song Dynasty? If the Jin people surrender, according to the Ming Dynasty model, and the ideas that Chen Ye instilled in Zhao Ji and others, wouldn't it be equivalent to making another fortune?

This time, there are tens of thousands taels more, tens of thousands taels more. If a pot is closed, it will be tens of thousands taels. What about the ones behind it?

Zhao Huan shuddered, turned his head to the side to take the telescope, and carefully observed the movements of the Jin army on the city wall. Chen Ye found that the intercom in his hand was ready to be pressed, and he quickly spoke.

"Well, Imperial Master, wait a minute. I think that with the strange attack power of this cloud explosion bomb, the Jin Army is probably more scared than being directly blown to death, and has lost all courage.

So now I think it would be better to persuade them to surrender directly and ask them to surrender and spare their lives as a condition for rapid passage?

After all, most of the Jin Kingdom will belong to the Song Dynasty in the future. It will be more effective for me to keep them alive, so the subsequent attacks should be replaced by persuading them to surrender. How about letting them surrender after a quarter of an hour?"

"Um, okay, call the company!

Immediately send an order to the Huguan garrison, giving the Huguan garrison a quarter of an hour to open the door and surrender, and tell them that in a quarter of an hour, we will launch sixty rockets like just now.

If you don't want to die and want to surrender, you should leave the city immediately and pile up the weapons together. The officials of the Song Dynasty are in the front line and can guarantee their safety!

complete!"

"Report to the Imperial Guards and officials that the order to persuade them to surrender has been received. It's over!"

After the order from the walkie-talkie ended, within a few minutes, a group of Royal Army soldiers held up shields, escorting a Song Army commander who knew the truth, and advanced towards Huguan at a constant speed.

While running, the Song Army commander shouted at the city wall in Jurchen dialect to persuade him to surrender.

On the wall road of Huguan, Jin Jun gradually came back to his senses. The minute just now seemed to be the longest period of time in their lives.

In particular, many of the Jin soldiers had their hair instantly damaged due to the high temperature, and the smell of glue emanated from their hair. They looked at each other in shock and fear.

"What happened just now? Why can't we breathe?"

"Captain, Alik was burned to death!"

"How many others have been burned? Where is Boss Huang! Where is Huang Mooke?"

"Be on guard! The Song people may attack at any time!"

Chaotic shouts mingled at the city gate, and in the town behind, Wanyan Meng, the leader of the Jin Army, was listening solemnly to the report of his two subordinates who had fled back in embarrassment.

After listening, he calculated that the Song people's mysterious attack actually covered most of the city gate. They were far away from the city gate and were not affected, but he could see the red clouds rising into the sky.

He could clearly see the people in the burning area grabbing their throats and beating their chests until their faces turned red, as if they were possessed by evil spirits. There were also people on the ground who had suffocated to death.

Thinking of the information about the deserters yesterday, he couldn't help but shudder, and he had already made up his mind to retreat.

"Notify everyone and prepare horses."

"yes!"

The guards ran away quickly, and the two Mou Kes were also happy that they no longer had to die.

"Report! General Meng, the Song people came to persuade us to surrender. They said if we don't surrender in a quarter of an hour.

They will continue to launch the sixty rockets just now, covering the entire Huguan, making no one alive in the entire Huguan."

"In a quarter of an hour?"

Brother Wanyan Meng stood up and looked at the two Mou Kes. Their faces looked more or less like they were surviving a disaster. After all, they were leading hundreds of people. Mou Ke would definitely lead the formation at the top of the city.

Naturally, it became a priority target for rockets.

There were originally three assassins, but one of them was targeted by a high-explosive bomb and taken away instantly, while the remaining two were outside the explosion range of the cloud-explosive bomb.

The broken shrapnel did not cause them to be accidentally injured, but the feeling of burning air and squeezing it, that kind of panic feeling that there is no oxygen, the more you breathe, the more you breathe, the more panic you feel, they don't want to experience it anymore, they just want to run away quickly

.

"General, withdraw immediately! We can't wait any longer!"

"General, it's impossible to hold on. Even the supervisory army has retreated. We don't have to waste our time. The Song reinforcements are getting more and more, and there are cavalry behind us."

Brother Wanyan Meng's eyes were thoughtful, they would definitely not be able to surrender. Such a surrender would be worthless. Who knows how the Song people would treat him?

And now that they have withdrawn, the Song people will continue to attack and hit Lucheng. By then, Lucheng will have the higher-ranking Minister of the Jin Kingdom and Du Tong. At that time, he will still have to take charge of the city defense, and he will still have to face these two

Defeat the frightened rocket.

Thinking of this, Brother Wanyan Meng instantly had an idea, that is to find a way to hold back the Song people's weapons.

"Mang Gur, did you hear what Marshal Zuo said when he left last night? The Song people's rockets have never appeared before, and even when they attacked the Liao Kingdom, they killed and injured tens of thousands of people and did not use them.

Marshal You besieged Bianjing, and the mysterious rockets and flying cars appeared just when the Song Dynasty was about to fall. Therefore, these weapons must be extremely difficult to make. It is impossible for the Song people to send large quantities to the east of the river, otherwise Bianjing would be difficult to defend.

Besides, the Song people can obviously fire sixty missiles at a time and kill us all directly? Why do they have to persuade us to surrender? Why do we have to fire ten bullets?"

"Oh! I understand, general, you mean, the Song people are bluffing? They don't have that many rockets? Are they trying to trick us into opening the city? Yes, the crossbow arrows are extremely difficult to control, let alone this evil sect.

rocket."

"No, I think the Song people must have had only sixty rockets, otherwise they wouldn't have wasted ten of them on us.

But their rockets are also hard-earned, so they are not willing to waste more time at Huguan. Yesterday, the supervisor said that the Song people's rockets can be avoided by hiding. Today we will rely on the city wall for defense.

So the Song people had no choice but to display another kind of rocket, just to let us know that they can kill us even if we hide, so we are asked to report the news.

Because there are Lucheng, Bixian, and Yangliang and Nanbei Pass behind them, they cannot launch these rockets everywhere they go. Even if the Song people are rich, they must only have one or two craftsmen who can make such rockets.

Bit, can they make one every day?"

When Brother Wanyan Meng said this, the two Muke suddenly realized, but they still wanted to run away, what kind of joke were they kidding? Can they bet that the Song people were really bluffing?

"General, what do you mean, don't withdraw?"

"Of course we have to withdraw. Who knows if the Song people are really bluffing? What if these rockets can be manufactured in large quantities?

You are my only subordinate strength, I can't gamble with you, otherwise it will be no different from cutting off my own arms."

Brother Wanyan Meng's words immediately made the two Mou Kes clasp their hands in thanks. One of them, Mou Ke Hu Li, who was a Khitan and was the one who checked and balanced Brother Wanyan Meng, was still in disbelief when he heard it.

Because after he heard Brother Wanyan Meng analyze the situation just now, he thought that Brother Wanyan Meng was going to sacrifice his men. Unexpectedly, Brother Wanyan Meng actually treated him like one of his own.

The three of them had a tacit understanding and did not take the initiative to ask to stay. It was obvious that they wanted to run away.

"However, we can't leave like this, we still have to leave some manpower behind.

Since the people of Song Dynasty are reluctant to part with those rockets, we must let them launch more rockets, so as not to cause disaster to Shangjing.

Well, Hu Li, your department has the least two cavalry, so just keep a hundred people. Xiao Yunzhen, your department has the most casualties just now, so leave 20 people to cooperate with the defense.
To be continued...