"The small-sized thunderclap is as loud as thunder, and fragments fly more than ten steps away, killing anyone hit instantly."
He suddenly looked up, a cold glint in his eyes: "Where did Yang Chao's army get this? If he had such firearms, why didn't he use them when attacking Wannian? Hmm?"
The tent was deathly silent.
The only sounds were the crackling of burning torches and the faint snorting of horses coming from outside the tent.
The lieutenant, a burly man from Henan, swallowed hard: "What does the military governor mean...?"
"It must have been given by Zhao Muyun!"
Zhang Tao slammed his hand on the map with absolute certainty, “When Zhao Muyun was stationed in Hedong, he secretly recruited craftsmen to develop firearms. Last year, when he defended Shuozhou, he used these very weapons to severely damage the Northern Di cavalry with his ‘Thunderfire Battalion’!”
He grabbed the small black flag representing Zhao Muyun's army and planted it fiercely in the location of Wannian City.
The flagpole is deeply embedded in the wood.
“Look here again—” Zhang Tao’s finger moved towards Lantian, “Sun Han said that during the fierce battle, a lot of smoke and dust rose on the northeast flank, suggesting an ambush. Although no battle took place, considering that Zhao Muyun’s banner was hanging high on the Wannian City wall…”
He surveyed his generals under his command, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over the faces of those who had followed him for many years:
"What does this mean? Zhao Muyun has at least a portion of his troops out of the city, forming a pincer movement with Yang Chao. Even—"
Zhang Tao paused, his voice lower but heavier: "It's even possible that that was his main force. They pretended to be in the city, but in reality, they led their elite troops out of the valley to ambush him."
"Zhao Muyun must have used this kind of feint attack quite a few times!"
A series of suppressed gasps filled the tent.
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