"Two hours ago, enemy soldiers sneaked into the city gate. I used various methods and killed many enemy soldiers on the other side of the river, but I was still unable to eliminate the enemy soldiers in the city gate." Mu Zhiyuan said.

While checking his armor and weapons.

"General, this city gate has long been blocked. If you are worried, why not continue to reinforce or build an urn city?" Qian Zhixing felt that it would take half a month for manpower to dig through the tightly closed city gate.

Enough time to plan.

Moreover, if you dig deep, the huge trees and stones above will sink and fill the hole.

"Sir Qian, how can it be so simple if the opponent can kill so many people and prevent us from approaching? From the beginning of the opponent's attack, which destroyed all the wall stacks at the city gate, we were preparing for this. This general

It is asserted that if it cannot be stopped, the city gate will inevitably change within a day or two." Mu Zhiyuan didn't know how the other party broke through the gate, but there must be a method.

Since the other party can figure out such an evil trebuchet, there may be other means.

"What are the generals going to do?" Qian Zhixing was silent, choosing to trust Mu Zhiyuan's judgment.

"I am just repaying the king's kindness with this body!" Although Mu Zhiyuan has been a general for many years, he is confident that his martial arts skills are difficult to rival in South Vietnam.

Since all other methods fail, the only last resort left is to do it yourself.

"General, what about the defense of this city..." Qian Zhixing was stunned. The situation turned out to be so bad. It only took one day.

"I'll leave it to Master Qian." After Mu Zhiyuan said that, without waiting for Qian Zhixing's reply, he led his soldiers to the top of the city.

The sound of cannons and crossbows continued. Mu Zhiyuan lowered his body as low as possible. He wanted to remain useful and fight hard.

On top of the city, hundreds of people were seen pulling ropes and heading down the city at the same time. Compared with the previous elites, this wave did not carry heavy shields and was actually a few minutes faster.

Sun Yu was puzzled. Why did the other party resort to such methods even though he knew his methods? Was he preparing to let his soldiers die? For the first time, Sun Yu felt that the guards in this city deserved to die.

The loyal and brave soldiers by the moat would never show any mercy. They withstood the opponent's attacks and aimed and shot again and again.

Suddenly, above the city gate, a man grabbed a rope with one hand and a light buckler with the other. He leaped forward quickly, like a roc spreading its wings, and then fell quickly.

Above the city gate, there is an arched boulder that extends forward. It is used to protect the guards of the city gate from the rain. But now it has become an obstacle for the South Vietnamese soldiers to directly go down to the city gate. Ordinary soldiers would come from far away from the city gate.

landing.

The person in front of him instantly leapt across this distance, and his falling figure tightened the rope and pressed it against the arched boulder. Like a roc spreading its wings, the whole person began to swing towards the city gate.

Sun Yu could no longer sit still and stood up from the Taishi chair. The other party's behavior was beyond his expectation.

This action was so difficult that even he was not 100% sure of completing it.

The whole jump fell to such a height. If you want to hold the rope tightly with one hand, it is a great test for your arm strength. And after swinging into the city gate, jumping from such a height has a slight chance of winning.

Mu Zhiyuan let go, then tightened his grip, getting himself as close to the ground as possible. He let go again, but the current distance was still too high. Mu Zhiyuan gripped the rope again, still very high from the ground, but had to let go.

, otherwise, he will be swept outside the city gate, and what will greet him will definitely be crossbow arrows.

During the fall, Mu Zhiyuan kept adjusting his posture, and when he reached the ground, he rolled along the ground.

"It's so dangerous!" Mu Zhiyuan glanced at it. He was just two steps away from swinging out of the city gate. He quickly rolled on the spot and hid in the corner.

Several crossbow arrows were fired at his foothold just now. Fortunately, the opponent did not dare to overwhelm the sky by throwing a rat weapon.

Cover's attack.

There was a feeling of discomfort in his ankle. Mu Zhiyuan knew that he must be injured, but he didn't care so much. He drew out his long knife and prepared to kill him.

Lao Bian, who filled the hole, and Little Ear, who mixed the cement, discovered it when Mu Zhiyuan first wandered in. After all, he came from the Guards Battalion of the Zhongyong Army, so he still had some vigilance.

Immediately put down what they were doing, took out their muskets, and lit the match rope. The opponent was swinging in the air and rolling around after landing. They did not dare to shoot casually. Once the shot was empty, they would be finished.

They were not fools when it came to the difficult set of moves just now. They naturally knew that the person in front of them was an absolute master. If they didn't have muskets, they would just be meat on the chopping board.

Mu Zhiyuan looked at the two people in front of him. One of them had an iron pipe in his hand, and a match rope was burning on the side. Why did they look so familiar?

Just when Mu Zhiyuan was confused, the two of them pulled the triggers at the same time, and the sparks on the match rope ignited the primer. A burst of black smoke rose up, stimulating Mu Zhiyuan's brain. Isn't this the shrinking of the weird trebuchet outside?

Version?

Sure enough, there were two roars right after.

Mu Zhiyuan knew something was wrong, so he wanted to dodge, but he was already within easy reach, and his legs and feet were inconvenient. A sharp pain came. Mu Zhiyuan looked down and saw two blood holes on his chest, gurgling.

"Tell me, what is this?" Mu Zhiyuan felt that his life was passing away. Before he died, he just wanted to know who died at the hands of someone.

"Musket!" Lao Bian took out a wooden stick to clean the barrel of the gun and replied smoothly. His little ears were also average. At present, the muskets of the two of them were just decorations. They had to be loaded first to be confident.

"What about the outside?" Mu Zhiyuan covered the wound and leaned against the city wall, blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth from time to time.

"Call the artillery, and go with peace of mind. Our prince has always been kind to the people and has never been murderous." Old Bian sighed and inserted the iron bullet, finally gaining some confidence.

He really admired the ability of the person in front of him, but it was a pity.

"I know that although we are rivals, I have great respect for the Duke of Fujian, but everyone is his own master and cannot help himself..." Mu Zhiyuan remembered the first time he heard Sun Yu's name.

At that time, we had a feeling of sympathy for each other, but unfortunately, we never had any contact, and we reached this point.

Sun Yu looked at all this from the telescope, feeling calm in his heart, but also feeling inexplicably sad. The emergence of firearms made martial arts no longer so important. Even if you practice hard for thirty years, you will still be unable to defeat a bullet that suddenly appears.

Sun Yu had thought more than once that if he let the gun come into this world, would he be counterattacked?

With his current skill and defense, it was basically difficult for anyone to hurt him, but the musket broke this situation, and Mu Zhiyuan's death made this point even more clear.

Of course, Lao Bian and Xiao Erduo didn't know what Sun Yu was thinking. They only knew that this thing was really easy to use, and it was much better than some magic weapon.

After wiping their muskets against their waists, they began to work as masons.

There are many people under the Zhongyong Army who know how to work as masons, and they are no exception. They constantly select suitable diamonds, apply cement, and pile them up bit by bit.

Looking at the completely sealed hole and the two match ropes exposed, Lao Bian made up his mind. The next step was to wait for the cement to dry and harden.

The wait was long, and they had nothing to do. They simply pulled Mu Zhiyuan's body to the city gate and pushed it to a corner. Otherwise, after a while, there would be no bones left, even if it was an enemy.

People should also be respected.

"How could this be?" In the Nanyue Palace, Qian Hongchu slumped down on his seat after receiving the news.

Mu Zhiyuan was his confidant and favorite general, but he actually wanted to go to the city to fight in person. Hundreds of heavily armored elites were killed, and not a single one of them was killed.

Survived, what if he died?

Qian Hongchu took the long knife and walked out of the palace. No matter what the outcome was, he wanted to take another look.

In the relationship between emperor and minister, Mu Zhiyuan fulfilled his duty as a minister, and he should also fulfill his duty as a king and give him a ride.

"Uncle, you can touch it again and see." Little Ear was extremely nervous, even more nervous than when he was digging the hole before. The entire plan has been completed for ninety-nine times, and there is only one last shudder left.

"It's not bad, I'll pee again." Lao Bian was in the same situation. He wanted to pee whenever he was anxious, and he had done so three or four times now.

"Uncle, are you suffering from kidney deficiency?" Xiao Er saw the few drops of watermarks Lao Bian put on the corner of the wall, and thought there was something wrong with this.

"Kidney deficiency? My uncle is in good health. You know nothing. This means strict control in the military camp. Otherwise, hey..." When Lao Bian mentioned this, the trouble started, and he felt nervous.

There was also a lack of it, and he elaborated on his romantic affairs.

"Uncle, is it really that comfortable?" Little Erduo looked longingly. He was still a baby, and he saved all the money he earned and sent it home.

"That's, ahem, little ears. I just heard this from someone else, just making random nonsense. Who is this uncle? How could he be like that? If he has the strength, he will only use it on his own mother-in-law. Outside.

No matter how diligently you plow the land, it won't be your turn to harvest the crops." Old Bian wished he could give himself a mouthful, but he didn't even have a gatekeeper. If he really taught this kid bad, he wouldn't have tricked his niece.

Well.

And if he succeeds in the future, he will be his niece-in-law. If this bad thing about him spreads out, the Hedong lion in the family will not skin him.

"Uncle, it doesn't sound like it. That girl Qianqian, is she really that big?" Little Ear gestured with her hand, and then looked at her chest. It was indeed big.

What Lao Bian just said was so clear and logical, and the scene was described in such a way that he was actually there, so how could it be just hearsay.

"Ahem, uncle studies diligently at night. He reads more books and listens to more classes, so his drawing ability will naturally be a bit stronger. From now on, little ear, you should study more when you have time. The Duke of Guo also encourages it.

Well, there is no limit to learning. If you want to go further, learning is necessary." Old Bian racked his brains, and what he said must come back to encourage this kid to study hard.

"That's what uncle said." Little Erduo nodded, and when he heard that it was something encouraged by the Duke, his forehead instantly became hot.

"about there".

Lao Bian reached out and touched the cement at the joints of the masonry. It was almost dry and still far from solid, but it was enough for now.

"Uncle, is that enough?" Xiao Erduo said with doubts. This couldn't go wrong. He didn't mind waiting a little longer.

"Don't worry, my uncle's craftsmanship is fine." He wasn't sure whether it could completely explode, but in the simulation test, it was absolutely possible.

Naturally, Sun Yu would not do anything uncertain. He used the drawings obtained by Yang Qifeng to imitate the structure of the Hangzhou city gate and scaled it down to the same scale. He conducted no less than a hundred experiments in Quanzhou.

This time, the amount of gunpowder was increased by 50% compared to the actual demand to ensure success in one fell swoop.

"Well, uncle, let's tie the rope first." Now that everything is ready, you should prepare your own way of survival before lighting the fire.

In the corner of the city gate, there were two iron rods stuck in, with two ropes tied to each. Little Ear handed one to Old Bian.

After Lao Bian took it, he put it around his shoulders and tied a knot around his waist to ensure that the rope would not fall off and that the little ears were the same. After everything was ready, the two of them checked each other to make sure there were no mistakes, which was related to

Net worth and life.
Chapter completed!