Chapter 258 Chaos at Maple Mountain



Qilian Mountain is called a mountain, but in fact it is long and undulating, with peaks upon peaks, rustling in the wind, and green everywhere as far as the eye can see.

The sky was bright and clear. Ji Ke led everyone up the mountain and walked into a red maple forest.

There was a thick layer of fallen leaves in the forest. A stream flowed down from the top of the mountain. A few maple leaves were floating in the water. The water was so clear that you could see the strange-shaped pebbles at the bottom of the water. It was very ethereal and beautiful.

Feng Jianqingli was an artistic young man after all, and he was inspired to write poetry aloud: "The old trees are filled with crows, and the garden is full of maple leaves and reed flowers. Very beautiful, very beautiful."

But the next moment, Ji Ke pointed to a dark hole in front of him and said expressionlessly: "Thank you, Master, there is coal inside."

Feng Jianqingli's eyes widened, with a look of shock on his face, "How could you destroy such a beautiful forest? Really——"

Xie Ling nodded, "Very good. Start digging!"

Feng Jian Qingli abruptly took back the second half of his sentence and added dryly: "You really work hard for the soldiers and the people. Thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, he quickly slipped to the back, picked up a hoe and started digging.

Xie Ling had read in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature" that ancient Chinese coal mining technology generally involved digging along outcrops or digging vertical wells.

Before she came, she had already provided technical training to the miner soldiers and gave them modern excavation tools, which would definitely increase the speed.

As long as you don't encounter hard rocks, there should be no problem.

"Thank you, Master, we can't dig any further here!"

A miner raised his dark face.

People around also raised their hands.

“I’m here too.”

"Me too. Me too."

Xie Ling ran over: "Leave here first and come back later."

After the crowd dispersed, Xie Ling put the small bomb in, lit the fuse, and quickly left using Qinggong.

After a roar that resounded through the sky, a big hole appeared where Xie Ling had originally stood, and smoke and dust billowed.

In the distance, everyone stared blankly at the cave entrance, their faces full of fear, and their expressions even looked a little withdrawn.

Even Fengjian Qingli and Ji Ke were so frightened that their eyes widened.

What kind of weapon is that? How could it have such power? It's too terrifying.

For ancient people, modern thermal weapons were indeed a thunderous blow, no less than the power of gods.

Xie Ling clapped her hands, "Why are you standing there? Go over and continue mining."

The group of miners finally reacted belatedly and looked at Xie Ling as if she were a god, with even more respect.

Xie Zhubo must be the god sent from heaven to save the world!

Otherwise, why is she so young, yet so knowledgeable and talented, and has such thundering power?

Fengjian Qingli and Ji Ke were much more rational.

Especially Ji Ke, who hurried over with a hoe in hand, his eyes burning, "Xie Zhubo, what weapon did you just use?"

"gunpowder."

The four great inventions of ancient times had not yet become popular in this dynasty.

Feng Jian Qingli continued with Ji Ke's question, "Can it be used on the battlefield?"

Xie Ling nodded and asked, "Why not?"

The two men widened their eyes, almost breathless with excitement, and swung their hoes even harder.

With this thing, what kind of enemy can't be defeated?

This is not a simple weapon, it is the confidence they have in conquering the world!

Maple leaves rustled down, and just as everyone was immersed in the excavation, a loud shout suddenly came from the ground.

"Get out! Get out of Qilian Mountain!"

Xie Ling was the first to climb out of the cave. She saw a large group of people standing by the stream.

There were men, women, young and old, and judging by their clothes they looked like villagers from nearby. They all had ferocious eyes, as if they wanted to tear her apart and swallow her.

The middle-aged man in the lead saw that it was a young girl who came out, and his eyes became even more unfriendly. He pointed at Xie Ling and cursed loudly: "Whose wild girl are you? How dare you come to our Huangjia Village to make trouble? Why don't you fill the hole you dug and get out of here!"

Before Xie Ling could say anything, Ji Ke climbed out of the cave and stood behind her. He said in a cold voice, "This is Xie Zhubo of Sinan County. Do the government need to report its actions to you?"

Ji Ke was tall and wore armor. The man's tone became more friendly. "Hey, we are villagers from Yong'an County. You people from Sinan County have no right to control us. Hurry up and grab your tools and leave."

Xie Ling narrowed her eyes. "Yong'an County? Why do I remember that Qilian Mountain belongs to Sinan on the Beijiang map? Who has the guts to question the territorial division of the previous dynasty? Don't you think your head is not enough?"

She was petite, and even had two smears of black mud on her face, which made her look a little funny. But every word she spoke was powerful and her temperament was cool.

The man opened his mouth, but immediately stopped talking.

All the miners and soldiers in the cave climbed up.

"Who dares to bully my Lord Chief?"

A group of strong men, all of them with ferocious looks, surrounded Xie Ling in a fan shape.

These villagers had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that their legs went limp, but they still did not retreat.

Even the woman holding her baby stood firm and did not retreat a single step.

The man said loudly, "We are illiterate villagers and don't know what maps are. We only know that when we are in trouble, it is Lord Cen of Yong'an County who upholds justice for us, and when disaster strikes, it is Lord Cen who keeps us alive. Lord Cen is a living Bodhisattva. As for other people, haha. We don't know, and we don't care to know!"

The mountain is the foundation of our survival. If you don't leave, the 120 people in our Huangjia Village will die here!"

"Yes, we are from Yong'an!"

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