Everyone would think that this was the domestic waste dumped by the Duke's Palace. The convoy left the city smoothly. At the same time, there was news in the Duke's Palace that Su Yin, the duchess of Dingguo, was hosting a banquet for the Imperial Guards and the Department of Agriculture in the capital.
Waiting for news from the Yamen officials.
In the Duke's Mansion, Su Yin was chatting with the officials. It seemed that he was trying to pave the way for his business in the capital by wooing these officials who "are not as good as county officials."
Just as Su Yin was toasting and drinking in the Duke's Mansion, the shabby motorcade arrived at Qianmen Mountain, fifty miles away from the capital. It was located in a remote place with strong wind and sand, and there were almost no pedestrians around.
When the motorcade stopped, Nalansong was the first to jump down, slapping himself repeatedly and making bah-bah-bah sounds.
"Grandma, it stinks to death." Nalan Song complained.
Five or six guards dressed in servant attire filed out of the carriages. Everyone jumped out of the carriage with a stack of oilskin bags in their arms.
At this time, a horse team walked out of the woods not far away. The leader of the horse team was Tai Shiwu.
"Senior Nalan, has the Lord arrived too?" Tai Shiwu asked.
Nalan Song pursed his lips toward the car, "My lord, come out, this place is a wasteland, the people who keep Prince Yue and King Dingnan can't be found, the car stinks to the sky, are you the one who was killed?"
You must have fainted."
Su Yin laughed and cursed, and jumped out of the carriage. His fair-skinned Lian was flushed from holding his breath. Indeed, the carriage was too smelly.
It turned out that the person who was entertaining guests at the Duke's Palace at this time was not the real Su Yin, but Qingyan, Su Yin's subordinate, who had superb disguise skills. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of Prince Yue and King Dingnan, he was not allowed to
His trump card was exposed in advance, and Su Yin was able to fight hard this time.
Finally, Qiu Wuzi walked out of the carriage. Different from the others, others took a big breath of the fresh air around them and felt a lot more relaxed when they came down. However, Qiu Wuzi's face remained as usual, his mouth
She also muttered inexplicably, "Is the car smelling that bad? It's much better than my room."
Su Yin waved his hand, and Tai Shiwu led No. 100 men in the cavalry to set up a cordon around the area, alternating light and dark sentry posts. After confirming that no one could sneak in, he waved the small red flag on his hand in this direction.
Su Yin nodded, and the two guards ran until they were two hundred steps away. They stuck ten straw targets on the ground, covered their ears and ran behind two big rocks. These were all what Su Yin had told them. There was no one here.
The order says no one is allowed to show his head.
In the end, eight guards worked together and used ropes to push the trial version of the artillery on the last vehicle, which was one size smaller than the design draft, out of the vehicle.
"Let's try the firearms first." Su Yin pointed to the oilcloth bag on the ground. "You guys, follow the method I told you before, aim at the grass target in front of you, and fire when you hear my command."
The guards nodded and responded in unison, "Yes!"
Su Yin walked behind the pair of 'gun testers', "Gunner No. 1 is in position!"
The guard standing at the far left immediately stood up straight, flattened the 'musket' in his hand, reached out to take out the 'bullet' from his arms, loaded it from the 'magazine' at the rear, and suddenly pulled the 'bolt'.
"Gunner No. 1 is ready." The guard responded loudly. This style, nouns, and everything else were copied from modern society by Su Yin.