Liu Wen and Hou Jian looked at each other, then turned to look at the wailing archers. The scene was not too tragic, but what happened just now was too strange. A fire snake got into the pile of stones. What happened to the pile of stones?
He flew up like crazy? Liu Wen didn't understand. He said that Su Ren was a monster, but that wasn't the method of monsters, right?
"Brother Hou, what happened just now? Is it possible that Su Ren really knows some magic?"
"I don't know if he knows magic. I just know that it would be easy for him to kill us!" Hou Jian sighed, calling for people to carry the injured archers down, and reorganize the team.
He really didn't dare to attack Laojun Guan anymore. I don't know whether Su Ren's words were true or not. If it was true, all five hundred of his men would have to be buried with Su Ren, including himself and Liu Wen. What should I do? This problem arises again
In Hou Jian's head.
The moon was very bright, illuminating the entire Laojun. The torch in his hand could only illuminate a small area in front of him in such weather. The bloody gravel was scattered everywhere. No one dared to go.
At the place where the explosion just occurred, everyone looked at the small pit in horror, waiting for Hou Jian's next order.
The smell of gunpowder filled the air, giving it a burnt feeling and a faint pungent smell. Hou Jian mustered up his courage and carefully came to the small pit. The pit was not big, and the surrounding grass and shrubs radiated outward.
The distribution is as neat as if someone had combed it with a comb. The soil at the bottom of the pit is still smoking, the kind of smoke with a burnt smell.
Liu Wen stood behind Hou Jian, holding a sword in his hand, as if he was ready to retreat at any time.
"What is it? Why does it smell like burning?"
"I don't know! But I think it must be a newly made item by Su Ren. I always thought he was a little clever, but I didn't expect that he has such a method. No matter what it is, it is very powerful, and it smells of sulfur. Who would have thought of this?
Medicines can also kill people!”
"Is it true that as Su Ren said, everything below Laojun Guan is buried? This kid is a madman. If he is really on fire, we can't run away, and he can't even try to run away!"
Hou Jian was amused by Liu Wen: "If someone can do this, he will be able to escape naturally. Don't worry, Su Ren is a man who cherishes his life, so he will not give up to die!"
He reached out and touched a handful in the mud pit. It was still hot, and the soil was soft and sticky. It was very small and pulverized in his hand. He threw away the soil in his hand, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. Hou Jian slowly stood up.
.Suddenly I discovered that there was a similar pile of rubble on the left. It was not very big and was hidden among a bush.
After taking a few steps and pushing aside the blocking bushes, Liu Wen took a deep breath and stepped back quickly: "Be careful, there's more!"
Hou Jian was really helpless towards Liu Wen. He was timid and afraid of death, and was even startled. The Liu family was getting worse and worse, with each generation getting worse and worse. Stop those soldiers who wanted to come forward to help. Hou Jian
Little by little, the gravel was piled up. In the middle of the gravel, a black clay pot stood there quietly.
Cold sweat flowed down Hou Jian's neck, dripping on the mud seal of the clay pot, forming a small black spot: "Take the torch away, no one is allowed to come near me!"
Hou Jian could clearly see Su Ren's action of lighting the fire just now. He had seen the power of this thing before. Needless to say, if it was lit, the consequences would be.
He gently hugged the pot and took it out little by little. The sound of the pot rubbing against the gravel was so harsh. Hou Jian tried to calm himself down and kept his hands from shaking. The sharp gravel scratched the
There was no feeling at all on the back of my hand. When the entire clay pot was taken out, it felt extremely heavy.
Putting it gently on the ground, Hou Jian sat down on the ground, his whole body slumped down. He wiped the sweat from his face indiscriminately, looking left, right, back and forth to carefully look at the clay pot. And other things.
There is no difference between the clay pots, they are just the kind you can buy everywhere, rough and fragile.
He pulled out the dagger from his boot and cut open the mud seal bit by bit. The mud seal was very thick, and even after a lot of force, it didn't penetrate. Hou Jian had to carefully increase his strength.
Everyone stood far away, craning their necks to look at Hou Jian. The lonely figure was so lonely, and his movements were like slow motion, one after another.
"What is it? Is it the thing that exploded just now?" Liu Wen hid behind a big tree and asked loudly.
Hou Jian didn't answer, and focused on prying open the mud seal of the pottery pot. It was black powder, only half filled. It felt like charcoal, and smelled it, and it also smelled like charcoal. The charcoal was ground very fine, almost the same as
Rice noodles are as small as rice noodles. Hou Jian dropped the clay pot and poured out all the powder inside. He reached out and touched the inside of the clay pot, but it was empty!
"Huh...!" Hou Jian let out a long breath and smiled.
He raised his arm and threw the empty clay pot far away. A crisp sound came from the depths of the woods. He put away his dagger, turned around and ordered: "Look around carefully and find this pile of rubble.
, keep an eye on everyone, no one is allowed to come near! Be careful with your torches, don’t light them!”
Liu Wen came out from behind the tree, patted the dust on his body, raised his head and asked Hou Jian: "What's in that clay pot? What has such power?"
"Charcoal is a fake!"
"Ah! Can charcoal explode when lit?"
"So it's a lie!"
The scattered soldiers discovered several piles of rubble nearby. Some were large and some were small, and all contained a small clay pot. Following Hou Jian's method, they moved away the piles of rubble and carefully took out the pot.
The clay pots were sealed with mud. There was more or less black charcoal inside the pottery pot. No one believed that this half pot of charcoal could explode the rubble all over the sky. In winter, every household uses charcoal for heating, but no one has ever heard of it.
There was an explosion at home.
They found seven or eight in a row, and everyone gradually became more courageous. Liu Wen chuckled: "This son of a bitch has learned to lie to others. He used charcoal to fool us. There is absolutely nothing under this Lao Junguan, he just lied to us."
"Are you so sure? Then go in and see if Su Ren can blow you up into the sky!" Hou Jian glared at Liu Wen and ordered his men again: "Be careful, there are still a lot of rubble piles, I don't know which one
There are real things inside, don’t be careless!”
Su Ren and Leng Jun were lying on the wall, with only their eyes exposed, watching the movement outside quietly. From the moment Hou Jian found the first pile of rubble, Su Ren was laughing. Until the soldiers placed him on the rubble outside.
The pile was turned upside down, and Su Ren could no longer stop laughing.
Leng Jun couldn't bear it anymore: "What's so funny about this? People have already found a way to crack your gunpowder, and you're still laughing?"
"I won't let it go if it can be cracked. It's just half a can of charcoal. Look how scared they are!"
"Don't laugh. We will attack after they clear the pile of rocks. A dozen of us are no match for 500 of them."
"Don't worry, I can find a way!"
Descending from the ladder, Su Ren and Leng Jun went straight to the main hall of Laojunguan. Hu Ji led a few people and carefully poured baskets of gravel onto the door panel at the entrance of the main hall. Behind the door panel, three wine stalls were stacked up.
They are neatly arranged, and the long gunpowder grinders extend along the wall to the back of the buttocks of the statue of Lao Jun.
"Be gentle, be gentle!" Hu Ji was sweating profusely and kept shouting. His hands were very light, for fear of disturbing some gods.
Su Ren watched the movements of those people and looked back at the compound where Lao Jun was watching: "Go find two more door panels and protect both sides. Make sure that all the stones fly in one direction, and get some sandbags to put them in."
Behind the wine stall, make sure all the power of the gunpowder is facing outwards!"
Leng Jun shook his head: "Whoever walks into this courtyard will be considered as having entered the gate of hell!"
"This is the effect we want. What's on the outside is to scare, and what's on the inside is a warning. If they are determined to come in, then don't blame me for being rude!"
When everything was ready, Su Ren waved everyone to hide behind the statue of Lao Jun while he looked at the gate.
The moon had turned to the west and was about to set. The soldiers searched all night and then rummaged through all the rubble, but found nothing except clay pots containing charcoal powder.
Hou Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief: "This Su Ren also knows the art of war!"
Liu Wen said helplessly: "I told you a long time ago that that kid was just bluffing. He really thought he was a god. Although I don't know how he caused the explosion, there will definitely not be a second one. I'd better lead the troops to attack quickly to avoid the explosion."
That kid ran away!"
This time, Hou Jian did not refute, but issued an order: "Sword and shield hand in front, enter Laojun Temple!"
The door banged loudly and even the door panel collapsed. The Swordsman holding a shield sneaked into the yard and quickly spread out to both sides. The halberd warriors following closely behind him looked around with their halberds in vigilance.
There was no one in the front wing, nor in the east wing. Only the main door of the main hall was open, and a pile of gravel blocked the intersection.
Liu Wen laughed loudly: "What did I say? The turtle son is just scaring people. Didn't we come in properly?"
The courtyard was filled with soldiers, densely packed one after another. The swordsman and shield bearer had already stood at the entrance of the main hall. The courtyard of Lao Junguan was very large. Normally, there was no problem in distributing salt to the salt merchants here. It was a piece of cake to accommodate these three to five hundred people.
dish.
Hu Ji asked in a low voice: "Come in, come in! Sir, would you like to light the fire?"
Su Ren nodded, huddled behind the statue of Lao Jun, and shouted loudly: "Liu County Cheng, Hou County Lieutenant, I have said ugly things in front of you. This is what you asked for. Don't blame me. So many people died in Lao Jun."
Jun Guan, I don’t want to see these brothers. If the Lord of Hell asks, he will say that Liu Wen and Hou Jian harmed you!"
The gunpowder twister sparked, and the familiar smell immediately dissipated. Su Ren quickly covered his ears with his hands and moved his body inside.
Liu Wen asked Hou Jian: "Lord of Hell? Who is Lord of Hell?"
"It doesn't matter who he is! He's not a good person anyway!" Hou Jian shouted: "Come on! Take Laojun Guan and catch Su Ren!" (To be continued)
