The time it took Di Lie to cross the river for the third time was shorter than the previous two times, even though the weight of the items he carried this third time was far greater than the previous two times. When Di Lie transported all the equipment to the north bank,

Looking at the waterproof luminous watch, it took exactly a quarter of an hour.

Yang Zhechong moved the thunderbolt shells and gun bags neatly and densely wrapped in waterproof tarpaulin towards the shore, while shaking his head and muttering: "What are these 'thunderbolt fireballs' used for? In the past, our Western Army also had these things, so we could only guard them."

Use it in the city. Light it and throw it away, like a big firecracker. The broken caltrops inside can't hurt the armored soldiers at all, but can only hurt the exposed faces and palms if you are lucky. From what I see, you have the leader in your hands.

The divine weapon is enough to deal with this group of golden men. It can kill people without being seen a hundred steps away, just like the fairy flying sword mentioned by the storyteller. It can take the head of a person from a thousand miles away, just like picking up an object from a bag..."

Di Lie sat on the river beach, poured out the water from his boots, put them on, then put his backpack on his shoulders, rolled his eyes at Yang Zhechong, and said angrily: "I also want to talk about the immortal flying sword you mentioned.

Yes. That thing is where we are, and it's called an intercontinental missile. If I bring such a thing, do I need to go back and forth across the river like a coolie? I'm sitting in Wuren Mountain with my legs crossed, drinking tea and pressing the button.

Blow up the Jinbing camp here!"

Yang Zhechong's eyes lit up when he heard this: "It turns out that Mr. Storyteller didn't lie to me. He really has such a good treasure! Then, chief, is it still too late for you to go back and get it now?"

Di Lie was both angry and funny: "You also know if it's too late to ask? I tell you - it's not too late! I want to go back more than anyone else, who the hell doesn't want to go back and live a peaceful life, and

Anyone who stays in this troubled world where people die all day long is not raised by humans!" Di Lie said the last part, which touched his heart and almost roared.

Yang Zhechong didn't know that Di Lie was so angry. It must have been what he said that made him unhappy. To put it bluntly, no matter who he was, if he could never return to his hometown, how could he not be sad and angry?

Yang Zhechong didn't dare to speak anymore, but he saw Di Lie taking out a few fist-sized thunderbolts from the wooden box wrapped in oil and handing them over: "Since you have used this thing before, bring a few with you.

Maybe it will be useful later.”

Yang Zhechong was afraid of causing Di Lie's displeasure, so he didn't dare not answer the call. His reluctant look fell into Di Lie's eyes, which made him very unhappy: "The power of this thunder bullet was so powerful when I ambushed the Jin soldiers patrol team in the apricot forest yesterday.

, you have seen it before. Such a big and elite Jinbing sentry was reported dead in a flash, and the other was stunned and taken as a prisoner. If someone wants such a good thing, I won't give it to you.

It's good, I took it reluctantly."

Yang Zhechong muttered with some dissatisfaction: "I can also achieve that effect with a crossbow. Unlike this fuse, I have to calculate the time..."

Di Lie waved at Ye Die'er who was running towards them, tossed the thunderbolt in his hand, and said calmly: "You are right, this primitive fuse is indeed not perfect enough. However, firearms will eventually replace

Crossbows and hot weapons will eventually replace cold weapons. This is the general trend of the times - and tonight, you will see the most brilliant 'fireworks' of this era!"

"It's coming, it's coming!" Ye Die'er, who took over Yang Zhechong's lookout duty on a commanding hill, shouted out of breath as he ran: "There is a group of golden soldiers with torches coming this way."

The crossing point that Di Lie chose is different from the river section during the day. It is neither a shallow and narrow place where it is easy to cross, nor a difficult place with rapid undercurrents. There are many such river sections along the Huan River, and they are also difficult to cross.

It is the most difficult to prevent. However, from the perspective of the Jurchens who hang out in the mountains and jungles, even if it is such an ordinary river section, if you want to swim across it without a raft, it will take half an hour to cross.

The Jin soldiers used themselves to save others, and used a quarter of an hour as patrol time when patrolling in sections. The entire crossing of the river by Di Lie and the others took about half an hour. During this period, a group of Jin soldiers happened to pass by on patrol, and Yang Zhechong was still there at that time.

Struggling forward in the water. For safety reasons, Di Lie first set a trap, killed one person with a lasso, shot another person with a homemade small crossbow, then used a flying knife, and then saved the whole person. Finally, before a big shot was fired,

In response to the news, four Jin Soldier patrol posts were taken away. Calculating the time, the disappearance of this small group of Jin Soldier patrol posts did make their associates suspicious.

There is a small earth slope less than 100 meters in front of this crossing point, which just cuts off the sight of the Jin soldiers. From this point of view, it is conducive to sneak crossing. However, the shortcomings of the terrain are also obvious: within a hundred feet nearby, except for dense

There are no weeds, not even a small tree, and there is no cover. The Jinbing patrol sentry rushes straight down from the slope, with a powerful impact.

This kind of terrain is most conducive to cavalry assault. One cavalry can charge three infantry, and ten cavalry can charge one hundred infantry.

Fortunately, you have the cavalry, and I have the "magic weapon"! Yang Zhechong took a keen look at the gun case on Di Lie's back and felt very sure. If he didn't have such a peerless weapon to back him up, how far would he be?

No matter how far you ran, you would rather plunge into the river - drifting with the current would still be a matter of life and death, but standing against the river beach with your back against a group of cavalry would be a risk of death.

Yang Zhechong stared at the dark gun box without blinking, and kept shouting in his heart: "Open it quickly! Open it quickly! Assemble it quickly, aim at the top of the slope, and shoot it down as soon as it appears!"

"

Di Lie seemed to have not heard his thoughts and asked Ye Die'er in a deep voice: "How many people are there - or in other words, how many torches are there?"

Ye Die'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then said with certainty: "Six people, I saw six torches."

"Very good, there are not many Jin soldiers patrolling, but just over a hundred people want to block such a long river? Hum, you really think too much." Di Lie clenched his fists and said flatly, "Kill these six patrols.

Including the previous four people, there are ten patrols in total. There will be a big gap in the Jin soldiers' peripheral defense. Before the next batch of rotating Jin soldiers patrols discover and block this gap, we have successfully entered.

The Jin army camp is gone. If we are lucky, we might be able to fight out again."

"Yes, this is so happy!" Yang Zhechong's eyes were hot, but he couldn't help but take a step forward with a shy face, and said, "I said... Chief, can you... let me try it too?"

"Try it?" Di Lie was startled, and followed his gaze to see the gun box behind him, and laughed dumbly, "Okay, you want to try it, right? Well, there are several horses there, you can choose one, and then

Choose a long soldier who is handy and intercept the six Golden Soldier Sentinels. Those who can be intercepted will be counted, and those who cannot be intercepted will be mine. If the job is done well, I will give you a shot."

Yang Zhechong's face flushed with excitement and he shook his fist fiercely. Okay! Let's fight to get what we want!

When six haloes of mist reflected six sturdy men and horses wearing pitch-black armor, carrying the aura of death, appearing on the top of the slope like a nightmare. More than a dozen cold, emotionless and fierce lights Scanning around, under the pale moonlight, the desolate river beach was deserted and silent. Except for the faint sound of gurgling water, everything was silent. It was as if this scene had been there since ancient times.

The powerful horses snored from their nostrils from time to time, and their iron hoofs beat restlessly on the solid soil, while the knights on horseback rode back and forth from time to time, looking around and looking suspicious. Indeed, it is too quiet here. Okay, I looked around from the hillside and couldn't see a single patrol officer within a radius of five miles. This is so abnormal.

At this moment, a spark suddenly flashed on the river beach in the dark night. The spark was very weak, and it was dozens of feet away. It was also covered by weeds, so it was difficult to detect. But don't forget that it is dark now, even if it is fleeting. Mars is so dazzling, let alone sparks that continue to shine.

The leading knight pointed his whip, and twenty-four iron hoofs rumbled down the slope, crushing the quiet moonlit night.

Less than thirty feet away, the horse rushed down the hillside in less than ten seconds. When the six knights rushed to the light of the fire, one of the knights used a spear to pick up the burning object. The leading knight saw the challenge. The round thing flying in mid-air, with sparks coming out from behind like a mouse's tail, seemed to have remembered something, and gave a quick command in his mouth, then turned his horse and ran away.

Boom! The thunderbolt bomb exploded in mid-air at the right time, and a huge fire exploded over the dark river beach.

Worried that the noise would be too loud and attract more gold soldiers, Di Lie used the smallest thunderbolt bullet with less than three kilograms of powder. If it were three kilograms of black powder from later generations, it would definitely be enough to explode like this in mid-air. Six golden soldiers sentry cavalry drank a pot. Unfortunately, the various gunpowder raw materials these days have many impurities and are not pure in refining, so their power is reduced. Besides, except for the golden soldier who picks up thunder bullets, the distance is relatively close. , the rest of the Golden Soldier Sentinels are five steps away.

The strong shock wave turned the hard-shell-like fragments into stone chips. Although it did little harm to the armor-clad golden soldiers, the hits on their faces left the skin and flesh torn, and what was even more unfortunate was that they hit their eyes...

The golden soldier who picked up the bomb was in such bad luck. He threw away his gun, covered one eye, and screamed loudly.

Although the rest of the golden soldiers did not suffer obvious damage due to the long distance, the war horses under their crotches were greatly frightened. War horses in the cold weapon era were easily disturbed by loud explosions at close range because they had not received artillery training. .

After the explosion, the six war horses were jumping and jumping, neighing and shaking their hooves, and they were restless. The six golden soldiers knew that there was an enemy hiding in a dark place, but they had to temporarily put down their scimitars and long bows, and kept comforting them. The war horse under his crotch is trying to calm it down as soon as possible and restore its combat capability.

Obviously, the enemy will not miss this rare opportunity.

After a loud whistle, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from the weeds on the side of the slope, and in the dark night, a huge black shadow flew towards us.

With Di Lie's promise, and more importantly, his incomparable confidence in the "artifact", Yang Zhechong was fearless and confidently picked up the Jin's spear, put on the Jin's armor, and rode on the Jin's war horse. Waiting for the opportunity to move. After the explosion, seeing the golden soldiers and cavalry in chaos, they immediately seized the opportunity and galloped out to attack.

Yang Zhechong also understood that persimmons should be picked when they are soft, so his first target was the golden soldier who was injured by the explosion.

The spear in Yang Zhechong's hand is a carbine specially used by cavalry. Strictly speaking, this is not the original weapon of the Jin soldiers. These nomadic cavalry prefer to use heavy weapons such as scimitars, bones, and axes that are not easy to break.

This kind of cavalry-specific gun is called a ring gun. The pole is equipped with a rope ring to prevent the gun from falling off when sprinting at high speed. The gun barrel is made of eucalyptus wood, which is tough and elastic. In fact, this is the standard cavalry gun of the Song Dynasty. However,

After the Jin soldiers captured Bianliang, the arsenal of the Song Dynasty also changed its surname to Jin. Therefore, the Jin soldiers were often equipped with several such lances. Although they were not very convenient to use, they could also be used as disposable weapons when charging.

Are consumables used?

Yang Zhechong clamped the tail of the gun with his right ribs, and held the gun shaft with his right hand firmly or tightly. With the strong horse speed, he aimed the gun tip at that side and pressed the bleeding eye. At the same time, he tried to calm the horse's golden soldier's back and stabbed straight into it.

And go.

When Yang Zhe was less than ten steps away from him, the golden soldier turned his head, and his eyes burst out with anger. Obviously, in his current state, he could not stop his opponent's long-awaited attack.

As the most elite sentry rider of the Jin soldiers, he could not sit still and wait for death. When the tip of the spear was less than a foot away from his back, he rolled down his saddle and dismounted, narrowly escaping his opponent's fatal blow.

hit.

Yang Zhechong missed his shot. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could not turn the horse's head and fire another shot. He could only rely on the momentum of the horse to continue stabbing the next target.

This time, he will never miss again!
Chapter completed!