Chapter 345: How much do you want, how much do I have!
"What's the matter?"
Bei Chenyan's eyes narrowed and he looked outside.
That cold tone was really not very friendly, and the anger that had been suppressed could only be vented elsewhere.
Ma Long's trembling voice sounded outside, "Your Majesty, the Governor of Huzhou has arrived and is waiting in the hall." The weak voice, obviously a little weak, said, "Subordinate, this subordinate is here to convey the message to the Emperor."
Seeing this, I was so frightened that I couldn't even speak.
Ling Xiyue laughed and punched Bei Chenyan, giving him an angry look.
How many times has she said, can you please be considerate to the elderly?
"Yeah, I got it." Bei Chenyan moved his eyes away, and while adjusting Ling Xiyue's clothes that were messed up by him, he replied calmly, "Let him wait first, I still have something to deal with here.
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"yes"
After receiving this reply, Ma Long ran away as fast as he could.
He Fei looked at Ma Long's "hurried" pace and felt puzzled.
Is this old guy a ghost?
Ma Long ran far away before he slowly stopped, looked back towards the backyard, patted his chest, and felt scared for a while.
This poor old bone of his, being frightened like this by the Queen and the Emperor every three days, will fall apart sooner or later!
At this time, the moon was already hanging on the willow branches.
The night is slightly cool.
"Yan, you go ahead and do your work first. I have nothing to do here. It's almost done." Ling Xiyue stroked the hem of his clothes.
Bei Chenyan arranged it for her, "It's okay, I'll take a look at your results first. I haven't seen this thing up close yet."
"good."
Ling Xiyue raised her red lips.
She quickly collected different proportions of gunpowder, installed it, and used different materials as shells, including paper, wood, copper, iron cans, sand... Controlling variables, Ling Ling always made nearly
Twenty powder barrels.
However, they are not much bigger. Most of them are about the size of an adult man's fist. The bigger ones are as big as a small watermelon, but each one contains less than half a catty of black fire.
Bei Chenyan was watching from the side with stern eyes.
"Here comes someone."
Ling Xiyue waved her hand.
"Empress." He Fei walked in quickly.
Ling Xiyue pointed to a large pile on the ground, "Move these out, be careful not to touch the fire."
"Yes!" He Fei responded, picked up a large wave of dustpans on the ground, and staggered out, muttering in his heart, did the Queen grind the gray stone into powder and then knead it into clay balls again?
Ling Xiyue looked at Bei Chenyan with a smile, grabbed his hand and said, "Let's go."
Beichenyan's eyes were dim as he followed the girl out of the wooden shed.
Xiaolang was bored with waiting, so he squatted in the corner and played with mud. When he saw Ling Xiyue coming out, he ran over with a smile.
Ling Xiyue stopped, "You all stay away, don't come over, Yingyi, watch Xiaolang."
Yingyi's eyes deepened, and he grabbed Xiaolang's collar and pulled him away.
"Stay further away."
Ling Xiyue still waved.
He Fei looked around and backed away, almost grabbing the wall.
Ling Xiyue smiled at Bei Chenyan, opened the fire stick and blew it, picked one out of the pile of gunpowder barrels, weighed it in her hand, lit it on the fuse, and after the sparks flew up, she threw it out.
The black mass drew a perfect parabola in the air, and after landing, it exploded with a "boom"!
Mud and rocks flew, and the ground shook.
A black hole as big as a millstone was blasted into the stiff ground, more than half a meter deep.
The surroundings were even more messy. The turf on the ground seemed to have been cut with a knife and an axe. A large area was bald and nearly ten meters in diameter. The most important thing was that the ball Ling Xiyue just threw was no more than a fist.
size!
He Fei opened his mouth wide and looked at Ling Xiyue blankly, his eyes almost bulging out, and then slowly fell back to the black pit on the ground.
Is this the clay dumpling that the Empress made out in his hand just now?
If that dustpan exploded in his hand, wouldn't it be...
Thinking of this, he trembled all over, and a chill ran down his spine.
The mud in Xiao Lang's hand fell to the ground.
Ying Yi's expression deepened, and several people had different expressions.
Bei Chenyan looked at Ling Xiyue with fiery eyes!
"It's barely powerful." Ling Xiyue shook her head and clicked her tongue twice in dissatisfaction.
"This, this..." He Fei almost cried, "This is called forcing! So how can we not force it?"
Before this, they had also tried putting kerosene into clay pots, throwing them into the enemy and exploding them to cause damage. The effect was very good, but the power of the same size could not be compared with what the Queen had in her hands.
The things that the empress just threw out seemed to be not only ignited by fire, but as simple as burning.
He finally understood why the Queen wanted them to stay away!
Ling Xiyue picked out another one and weighed it with a smile.
Light the fire and let go.
"boom"
There was an explosion!
This time, the pit that exploded was several times larger than the previous one, and the entire backyard shook.
He Fei covered his ears, still maintaining the glaring expression.
"boom!"
"boom"
"Boom boom boom!"
With the sound of continuous explosions, the ground in the Sheriff's Mansion continued to tremble wildly, shaking like chaff. In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of square meters of ground were blown into a sieve, with no good land left in the pit...
The deepest black hole, an adult can stand directly in it!
"This level of power is almost enough." Ling Xiyue clasped her hands together and smiled.xdw8
This batch of saltpeter is very pure, and the gunpowder produced by refining it is even more powerful.
As she expected, the iron gunpowder can was the most powerful, but was inconvenient to transport and carry, and had a high risk of fire. The paper tube was light, safe, and moderately powerful. Generally speaking, each had its own advantages, depending on where it was used.
The power of the paper tube is enough to open the mountain in Beiyi.
But if it is used for marching and fighting, she still needs to experiment with the best method.
Of course, now it is just the power of black powder alone. If paired with magic weapons, the power will definitely be doubled.
He Fei's expression has changed from the initial shock, disbelief, and feeling like he was facing a powerful enemy, to the current trembling, numb, and dull expression.
If he remembered correctly, there was a description of something that was very similar to the black mud ball in the Queen's hand.
That's Black Fire!
It has infinite power and is even more mysterious. In the whole world, only Shenji Pavilion has very few of them.
But according to the rumors, even it seems to be not as terrifying as the thing in the hands of the Queen. It is so terrifying, controlled by Shenji Pavilion, and extremely mysterious. I'm afraid it can't be pinched casually with a few broken stones, right?
Or is there any connection between the two?
He Fei was scratching his head and scratching his head, puzzled.
How could he imagine that these were all written by the same person?
It's the same as "playing in the mud", but this person can play something different.
Bei Chenyan picked up the last remaining one in the dustpan, held it in his hand, and looked around.
On this land, the air seemed to have solidified.
After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "Xiyue, how many things like this can you make?"
"Before, we were stretched thin." Ling Xiyue met the man's dark eyes, her crimson and blood-stained lips slowly raised in a mysterious arc, "Now, I will have as much as you want."