At the Bianliang defense line, a spy holding a monocular telescope observed and reported to Li Gang: "The Jin army has gathered about 5,000 soldiers and is heading northwest. The leader is Pharmacist Guo."
"Alright, as long as we take action, have the people from the Firearms Administration fire a signal flare to alert Liu Xingwu to prepare. Tell him that 5,000 cavalry are heading to Moutuogang. No matter what the cost, they must be kept here."
"Yes!" The messenger immediately conveyed the arrangements to the telegraph operator of the Firearms Inspectorate.
Telegraph operators were a new type of soldier established after Zhao Huan ascended the throne. They did not leave the city to fight and were technical backbones.
When Zhao Huan discovered that the fireworks of the Song Dynasty could briefly appear in the shape of numbers in the sky, he set about making use of fireworks to transmit information and created a telegraph camp specifically for this purpose.
Yu Yunwen (the child who created the light of Nagasaki) served as technical support, Yuwen Xuzhong provided the digital master, and Doctor Sun was responsible for training telegraph operators using his unique training skills.
The telegraph operator received the order from the messenger and immediately began to extract key words. The recipient of the order was Liu Xingwu. Five thousand cavalry were approaching and must be killed.
The telegraph operator took out the "Three Hundred Poems of Yuwen Xuzhong" he brought with him, and on the second page, there was a number 3 written behind Liu Xingwu.
The telegraph operator continued to look through the pages and searched, "There is a sad song between heaven and earth, and it spreads throughout Youzhou among the five thousand riders." The number 37 was written after the poem.
“The road ahead is long and difficult, but if you keep walking you will reach your destination. If you keep walking without stopping, the future will be promising.” Quotations from His Majesty, followed by 15.
"I will surely kill General Huyan by attacking the camp, and return with the remaining thousand soldiers alone." The number 21 is written at the end of this poem.
The telegraph operator memorized a few numbers and then began to skillfully prepare the gunpowder and load the fireworks.
Thunder blasts cleared the way, alerting the generals guarding each side that orders were coming. After three cannon shots, a firework exploded in the air, and the number 3 appeared in the sky.
After a while, three more cannon shots rang out, reminding the recipient of the order to look carefully. Three fireworks exploded in the air, and the numbers 35, 17, and 21 appeared in the sky one after another.
As the cannon sounded, clouds moved in all directions.
Wanyan Chang looked up at the fleeting fireworks in the sky and couldn't help but sigh, "The Song Dynasty is indeed a great country in the Central Plains. Its more than one hundred years of history have created a rich and colorful culture. Even these strange and lewd techniques are so brilliant."
Wanyan Zongmou glanced at Wanyan Chang with a complicated expression, then slowly said, "It should be said that the Song Dynasty defenders are truly creative geniuses, experts in defensive counterattacks. Even when Bianliang City was surrounded by our Jin army, they were able to come up with such a way to convey information, and it was an open and aboveboard conspiracy. Even if I were to tell you right in front of you, you still wouldn't understand what I meant."
Wanyan Zongwang looked at the unfamiliar deputy messenger beside him and said, "First, record the numbers and the current situation. With more information, you'll always find some patterns. This is called comparing phenomena to understand the essence. Before obtaining a large amount of data, find a way to contact the secret agent and investigate this person. This kind of person with such arrogance in his bones is really annoying."
"Kill him if you get the chance. Such a powerful person is not allowed to exist on Jin territory! By the way, what's your name?"
"Grand Marshal, this is Zhao Ruilong."
"Zhao Ruilong, do a good job. I will remember you."
Zhao Ruilong kowtowed profusely in gratitude, but in his heart he was complaining: "Please spare me. You just beheaded the previous messenger. His death was unclear. I don't want to follow in his footsteps."
"Uncle, I will still be in command of the central army. I'll trouble you to take care of the siege. I'll ask Nari Zahan, Falcon-Eyed Young Master, Qiwowen Temujin, Zhang Conglong and others to assist you."
"Good. I hope this battle will be successful." Wanyan Chang and Wanyan Zongmou bumped fists, then asked casually, "Where's Wanyan Zongbing? Why don't you see him at this critical moment?"
Wanyan Zongmou smiled and pointed in the direction of Bianliang City: "By now, you should already be in Bianliang City."
"Bianliang City?" Wanyan Chang quickly realized, "There's a secret passage! Was it made by Wanyan Zongfu?"
Seeing Wanyan Zongmou nod, Wanyan Chang no longer hesitated: "Hahaha, with internal and external cooperation, we can take Bianliang tonight."
"Time has come, and it's time for us Jin people to enjoy the prosperity of the Central Plains."
"The vanguard is in formation, attack! Charge!"
Wanyan Zongwang, who had returned to the tent, sighed, "You've fallen! 'Follow me' and 'Follow me'—there's only one word difference, but the attitudes are completely different. Fourth Brother, I still have to rely on you."
At Moutuogang, Liu Xingwu heard the loud noise coming from Bianliang City and the dazzling fireworks, and quickly sent someone to wait for the telegraph operator and retrieve the information as soon as possible.
There are only three places where ambushes are set outside the city of Bianliang, with a probability of one-third.
"Five thousand cavalry are coming, we must kill them!"
Liu Xingwu looked at the small note delivered by the messenger and was overjoyed. "Those Jin bastards are coming! Five thousand cavalrymen, this is a feast! Promotions, titles for my wife and children will all be granted today. Today, I, Liu Xingwu, will take my brothers with me to show them what trench warfare, mine warfare, fire attack, and bravery are all about."
"Brothers, sharpen your knives and attack the pigs and sheep. I will lead the charge!"
In the Bianjing Palace, Zhao Huan and Zhu Lian were startled awake. Zhao Huan hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out, cursing non-stop: "I knew Wanyan Zongwang was not a good person. He had to mess with people's mentality. I slept on the city wall for three days, and you didn't move. I went back to the palace to sleep with my wife, and you barked more happily than a dog."
Outside the bedroom, Zhao Huan pulled Wang Huaiji over and asked, "What happened? What signal did they send?"
"Over at Moutuogang, there's news from Bianliang City saying that Pharmacist Guo is heading northwest with 5,000 cavalrymen."
"Mutuogang, is Liu Xingwu ready?"
"Everything is ready. Tung oil, sulfur, saltpeter, and so on are all at the ready. Following your Majesty's suggestion, many trenches have been dug horizontally and vertically. The area around Moutuogang is now like a chessboard."
"What's the situation in Bianliang City?"
"Not good. Wanyan Chang is leading 20,000 men to an all-out assault on the city. They've deployed over 30 siege ladders, almost covering the entire northern wall. Wang Zongchu has just led the Imperial Guards to provide support."
"Let's go and visit the defenses of Bianliang City and meet Wanyan Zongwang. This bastard is making me very unhappy."
"Call Niu Gao along too. He's a fierce general... and a lucky general!"
Wang Huaiji quickly sent someone to invite Niu Gao. When they arrived at the house, Niu Gao was lying on the bed and snoring loudly, oblivious to the hustle and bustle outside.
"Niu Zhuangshi! Niu Zhuangshi! The Jin soldiers are coming, get up and go to the front line."
No response!
Wang Huaiji leaned close to Niu Gao's ear and shouted, "Niu Zhuangshi! Niu Zhuangshi! The Jin soldiers are coming! Get up and go to the front line!"
"No, no, no!" Niu Gao turned over and continued to sleep.
“…”
Wang Huaiji was really speechless. What a fucking bastard.
Wang Huaiji was filled with anger and was filled with evil.
This is a blatant provocation to our family, so we grabbed him.
"Ah! Oh!"
Soon, Niu Gao came out of the house with his eyelids drooping: "That damned bastard from the Jin Kingdom disturbed my sleep. I will chop him to pieces."
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