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Chapter two hundred and seventieth hair child

The young man had a wide nose, broad ears, straight hair, and a full of Hanfu. He was not wearing the unique ethnic costumes of the Bai people. He just had a little anger in his eyes. When Han Zhenhan looked at him, he was also looking at Han Zhenhan.

"You are also Han people. Liu is a villain who has been repeatedly ignorant. He should bow his head to the Mongolians because of some small profits? Didn't your general Liu Zheng keep saying that he would never wear a pair of pants with that Jia Sidao?"

Han Zhenhan was happy when he heard this. Sure enough, he did not catch the wrong person. This boy's righteous expression and understanding of the Luzhou Army were not something that ordinary people could know. I believe how could a barbarian boy in the 14th Five-Year Plan know about the names of people like Jia Sidao and Liu Zheng.

"Young man, aren't you afraid? What's your name?"

Han Zhenhan felt that he had a kind face, but in the eyes of the boy, he looked like a sneering and smirking bad guy.

"I will not change my name or surname, Gao Qiong! It's me!"

As soon as the boy spoke, an old woman behind him cried bitterly, and a beautiful woman standing beside her also attracted Han Zhenhan's attention. Han Zhenhan tried hard but couldn't figure out who this Gao Qiong was, and who could have a detailed understanding of this, was still happily floating in the sky.

The hot air balloon where Wang Jian is is not so stable in the sky. This old naughty boy got such a high-end toy, of course he had to slap in a while, but he was worried about gains and losses. The old man was not very happy to play. Hearing Han Zhenhan called him, he let people put the hot air balloon down.

Wang Jian, who fell to the ground again, grabbed Han Zhenhan's eyes and stared red, panting and frightened Han Zhenhan. The shunzi beside Han Zhenhan was about to take action, and the old man spoke. And when he spoke, he was still mysterious,

He grabbed Han Zhenhan and stayed away from the crowd, lay down in Han Zhenhan's ear, staring at the people around him while talking while observing the surroundings.

"Brother Han, I tell you that if you are a Han person, the methods and operations of this thing cannot be passed on to more people. Do you know... This is really too...it's too easy to attack the city and plunder the ground..."

After saying that, Wang Jian did not see Han Zhenhan respond, so he retreated and found that Han Zhenhan was looking at him playfully, his eyes were like when he asked him why he knew the other party’s accurate deployment when he was playing sand table push.

Now Wang Jian knew how Han Zhenhan obtained information, but did Han Zhenhan tell him that his playful smile... Han Zhenhan also has a way to solve this hot air balloon? But this thing is really hard to guard against.

In fact, Wang Jian was frightened by his own eyes and Han Zhenhan's strange tricks. It was actually not difficult to defend against hot air balloons. Because Han Zhenhan decided that these Bai people were going to attack them and prepared for defense after receiving the news that they were about to attack them. But the more strict the defense, the easier it was to ignore some other places, especially the concepts in common sense.

In the past thousand years of history, no one has used the power in the air. It is not because of how bad this power is, but because people cannot do it. Being able to fly into the sky has always been a dream for mankind, but on this dream path, too many people have lost their lives in trying.

There are actually many ways to defend against hot air balloons. Conventional methods can actually be achieved by using existing methods. For example, using the Baniu Crossbow, using some special arrows to raise the angle to shoot. In this way, a hot air balloon that moves slowly under a long-distance killer like the Baniu Crossbow can only become a target.

In addition, it is to concentrate superior forces to wait for the arrival of the opponent's airborne troops. After all, when Han Zhenhan had not developed a parachute, he believed that no one would think of parachute landing. And in the era of cold weapons, people who landed on parachutes could do anything when the number of people was weak.

There are several other ways, that is, it is super conventional and simple. You can directly use hot air balloons to fight hot air balloons. In addition, there are also rockets that can be made. In fact, rockets have been recorded as early as the Three Kingdoms period, but they are tied to the front of the arrow, and then hit the target and cause an explosion.

In addition, during the Northern Song Dynasty, there were actually records about rockets. Sima Guang of the Northern Song Dynasty recorded that the prefect and Miao Jixuan used rockets to resist the invasion of foreign thieves when fighting against Xixia.

So there are things like Rockets. Han Zhenhan can make rockets and can better improve the accuracy of rockets and use them to resist the enemy's hot air balloon attack. Before Han Zhenhan returned to China, he read a large number of war books, and the war materials that attract men the most are weapons and classic battles.

But if he talks about a thousand words, Han Zhenhan will certainly not actively pass on the technology of the hot air balloon to the Mongols. Of course, Han Zhenhan does not want the Mongols to quickly occupy the entire Southern Song Dynasty. In that case, it will cause an absolute blow to his colonial plan. Han Zhenhan does not want to talk about resources with those unreasonable lords at this time of the Mongol style and the dark rule in the late Mongol Yuan.

"Hey! You Han people's scum, Tartar's lackey... I want to see your general, I want to see you General Liu!"

The one who called out was the boy who had just talked to Han Zhenhan. Han Zhenhan asked Wang Jian to come down just to ask Wang Jian to help him see if this kid was qualified to make his military order.

When he shouted like this, he naturally attracted Wang Jian's gaze. He turned his eyes from Han Zhenhan's mysterious smile and looked at the child who was shouting. The old man almost pissed the young man to death as soon as he spoke.

"Who is this? The kid! I'm screaming here. Is the rope not long enough and not tied up? Do you need to make a chew and bring it with you..."

Wang Jian said this to Han Zhenhan, but his voice was no longer covered like the one I had just seen. His style of standing there was no longer the out-of-compulsive old child, but like a majestic and extraordinary old general. However, everyone present just now saw the child's nature and state. Suddenly, people who were familiar with Wang Jian were laughing, and those who were unfamiliar... Of course, they were those captured now.

Sometimes people are always like this. When you clearly think that what you want is an explanation, you can change your mind by the other party's firm look. At this moment, Wang Jian can be said to be defeated by Han Zhenhan's firm look, or by Han Zhenhan's confident smile. And this furry child appears at the right time.
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