Chapter 12

  Qingniu Mountain has more than 50 mountain bandits, among which Feihu Fort is the largest. The fort has a population of three to five hundred people. The leader, Gao Feihuthe, is even more brutal and arrogant. Moreover, there is another important reason: Feihu Fort and Hamao Fort have a very bad relationship.

  "Great master... are you trying to kill me?" Xu Shenji exclaimed.

  "What I'm saying is, let's harness the horse carriage, bring our good wine, and go pay respects to High Big Master. Tell him that Black Stone City is going to attack our brothers at Green Cow Mountain... Not just Flying Tiger Stronghold, Dog Head Ridge, Bald Head Slope, Apricot Flower Ridge, Wild Boar Forest, and so on, all these strongholds are going to be visited."

  "But will they listen to me?" Xu Shenji was anxious and uneasy.

  "So it's necessary to exert the military strategist's three-inch tongue that doesn't rot, to enlighten them with emotion and move them with reason, using your sincerity and feelings to touch them."

  "What Boss Ke said, I didn't say any of those things."

  "Get lost!" Cheng Dalai waved his hand: "Get lost and die."

  "But I'm still afraid, Da Dang Jia may not fully understand Gao Fei Hu, he has some past conflicts with our old master."

  "I'll let Lin Shaoyou go with you, what are you still afraid of?"

  "Actually, I'd rather have the master go with me." Xu Shenji said in a low voice.

  "What are you talking about, isn't it very dangerous?" Cheng Dairen said: "Military strategist, rest assured and go boldly, Ling'er will be left to me to take care of, don't worry, we will be happy."

  Xu Shenji was about to say something else, but only heard Cheng Dali loudly shouting: "Bring me my big axe, let me pick my teeth."

  Xu Shenji suddenly came to his senses and wisely shut his mouth. He and Lin Shaoyu got into the horse carriage, loaded with the thirty jars of strong wine rewarded by the system, and left for Feihu Fort, looking back three times in one step.

  "Will the Grand Master and Flying Tiger Fort believe Xu Jun's words?" Qin Man asked.

  "No matter whether they believe it or not, they will send someone to take a look, that's our chance." - Cheng Da Lei.

  No strength, can only borrow power to play power, this is also a helpless measure. After Xushenji left, Chengdarei didn't idle around either, he still wanted to experiment on how to maximize the power of gunpowder.

  As for the gunpowder, Cheng Da Lei didn't quite understand it at first and could only slowly figure it out through repeated experimentation, such as combining gunpowder with crushed stones. In the end, Cheng Da Lei was indeed able to come up with a method.

  He filled the quilt with gunpowder, ignited it and made a weapon similar to an incendiary bomb. The quilts in the mountain stronghold were all searched out by him. Xu Shenji shouted loudly: Do we want to live or not this winter?

  Gunpowder was again filled into the wooden boxes of the system reward, loaded with gravel, straw... and used as a fuse for oil-soaked cotton strips. This took up quite a bit of time for Cheng Da Lei, mainly because there were too few mountain bandit laborers, and sending out two people would be even fewer.

  Cheng Dali was in charge of mixing the proportions, Qin Man dug up stones, and Xu Ling'er filled them in. The three of them were all drenched in sweat, yet they didn't dare to slack off for a moment.

  "Big boss, do you think we can hold on?" Qin Man asked.

  Cheng Dali raised his head and saw that Qin Man's dark face was covered in sweat beads. He asked, "What do you think?"

  "I'm a barbarian, I don't understand many things." Qin Mian said: "But I want to guard it."

  Cheng Dairen was taken aback for a moment, then said: "Actually, I don't know if I can hold on either, but... I want to hold on."

  "Alright, Qin big brother, move the gunpowder box further away, this is the last experiment."

  Cheng Darui ordered Qin Man to set up the gunpowder box, then slowly pulled the fuse over. The three of them hid at a relatively safe distance, watching the effect of this explosion.

  Su Ying was sitting quietly in the house, and she had seen all of Cheng Dairen's busyness over the past few days, but didn't think much of it. Trying to stop a chariot with bare arms or shaking a tree with an ant's strength was probably what this situation looked like - four people, no, five people trying to block Blackstone City's attack was simply delusional.

  Boom! Rumble!

  A deafening loud noise suddenly rang out, the entire mountain seemed to be shaking, and the thatched roof of the earth house was crumbling. Su Qing was startled, her body trembling unconsciously... This, this... is the dragon turning over!

  It's been a long time since the disturbance, Su Ying looked out of the window with bated breath and saw three people, including Cheng Da Lei, with black faces from the smoke and dust, clapping their hands in celebration.

  "It's done, it's done..."

  ……

  Heishi City, school grounds, troops formed a neat square formation.

  There are 200 cavalry, strong and powerful horses, 300 swordsmen, black armor and black swords, 200 archers, with quivers full of arrows on their backs, 100 heavy armored soldiers, covered from head to toe in iron armor, as still as a mountain, 200 long spear soldiers, each holding a long spear pointing towards the sky, as if they are about to declare war on heaven.

  Han Xuanzhi stood at the forefront of the troops, wearing white clothes, holding a feather fan in his hand, and with a three-foot green sword hanging from his waist. He was truly a noble young master of a chaotic world, a handsome and elegant young man.

  Don't be scared by this scene.

  A tidy troop soon became disorganized. Sending troops is not a trivial matter, and various rituals such as worshiping heaven and earth must be performed, and then the officials inside the city must give speeches, recalling the past, looking forward to the future, and finally choosing an auspicious day to send troops.

  It's best at noon because the sun is strongest. Now it's summer, and when it reaches noon, the sun is high in the sky, and the sunlight shines recklessly on the school grounds.

  Han Xuanzhi gently shook his feather fan and sighed: "A clear sky for thousands of miles, what a good omen."

  "Good... you Barbara..."

  The heavily armored soldiers had been secretly cursing for a long time. The several dozen kilograms of iron armor wrapped around their bodies, airtight and unventilated, made the warriors inside feel like they were being steamed in a pot as you kept talking nonstop. It's fortunate that none of them have heatstroke yet, which can only be attributed to their good physical condition.

  "Uncle Wang, you've also come to fight, aren't you sixty this year?"

  "Sixty-three already, doesn't look like it, haha. By the way, Little Mao, didn't you break your arm last month? How can you still be an archer?"

  "Shh, keep your voice down, this time a thousand people are beating up a few small thieves, more or less one of me doesn't matter."

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  Han Xuanzhi watched this scene with satisfaction, at this moment he felt that he was not alone in the fight, Chen Xuanzhi, Li Changgeng, Zhong Mei, these famous generals of the empire's history all possessed him, his own path to becoming a famous general would start from today.

  Your glory was thirty years ago, but my most glorious time is now

  Han Xuanzi suddenly dropped his sword scabbard on a soldier's shoulder and asked: "Are you happy or not?"

  "Excited?" The soldier puffed out his chest.

  "I'm also happy for you. In ancient times, famous generals would choose one person to worship the flag before going into battle, and I've chosen you." Han Xuanzi drew out his sword.

  "Lord Marquis... you... don't joke around..."

  "Speak!" Han Xuan's gaze was as sharp as a knife: "There is no joking in the military, how can I speak lightly."

  "Rest in peace, from this day on, your family will be honored along with my name." The sword in his hand swung heavily towards the soldier's neck.

  "Honor... you paralyze..." The soldier fell into his own blood pool, dead with eyes open.

  Han Xuanzi raised his head, and with a heavy swing of his blood-stained long sword, he shouted: "Depart!"

  The crowd felt a chill as they watched Han Xuan's exaggerated figure, and everyone was thinking of the same thing.

  "This guy... is an idiot."