Standing on the city wall, Liang Shaozhan looked at the dark mass of Chongyang army warships in the distance. The oppressive aura of their presence made him, despite being on a high place, feel as if he had fallen into the abyss of hell.
"I've heard that the Chongyang Army has 400,000 soldiers, including 100,000 armored soldiers, and many fierce generals." The deputy admiral frowned as he looked at the at least ten warships on the river. "We only have 30,000 militia and 5,000 elite soldiers. How can we possibly fight them?"
Liang Shaozhan said, "I have already requested aid from the imperial court. We should be able to hold out for at least two more days. Given the naturally steep terrain of Yongzhou, we should be able to manage."
"Why don't we arrange for the lady and some other elderly, weak, women and children to leave through the secret passage first, just in case?"
"Go, and after they leave, seal off the secret passage. We must not let the Chongyang Army find out," Liang Shaozhan said.
"...Yes!" The vice admiral's expression flickered slightly, and he accepted the order and left.
Liang Shaozhan gripped the sword at his waist and said, "Old friend, it's an honor for both of us to fight against the Prince of Chongyang."
...
When they were about 200 meters away from Yongzhou City, the Chongyang Army warships stopped.
Bai Shalu stood on the deck, drew his bow and shot an arrow toward Yongdong Gate.
A note was tied to the arrow.
After receiving the note, Liang Shaozhan looked at the words on it—"Should we lower our guard?"
He sneered, "Bring me my bow and arrows."
A sharp arrow landed precisely on the flagpole of the Chongyang Army.
Qiao Dongzi looked at the arrow and said to Bai Shalu, "This martial arts champion does have some skill."
"I told you there was no need to waste that arrow, just shoot directly."
"Standard procedure."
The catapult was carried onto the deck, and Zhong Jiu personally carried a wooden box over carefully, saying, "Let me show you something interesting."
"This is what the princess told you to make, right?" Baishalu asked.
Zhong Jiu replied, "Actually, it was the King who did it."
Qiao Dongzi looked at the box curiously, "Open it quickly."
"When you launch it later, you'd better be accurate, there's only one." Zhong Jiu was quite reluctant to part with it.
Mu Run was on a warship behind them, watching them prepare to launch explosives with a catapult on the deck.
Gunpowder exists in this world, but it's crude and lacks power. The substance Fu Yunchen used to dissolve the corpse was aqua regia and sulfuric acid. She hadn't paid much attention when he used it before, but later, while pondering explosives, she realized it was just highly concentrated sulfuric acid, along with the glycerin refining method she had provided.
I never expected Fu Yunchen to actually figure it out; he's frighteningly intelligent. Perhaps, given enough time, this world could undergo a tremendous transformation...
A football-sized iron ball, filled with explosives, was launched by a catapult and flew towards Yongdong Gate.
Mu Run couldn't help but feel nervous.
Fu Yunchen was watching Mu Run from behind.
He knew all too well the power of that thing.
As the iron ball slammed into the tightly closed city gate, the explosives inside underwent a violent energy change, emitting a deafening explosion, "Boom—"
Not only the city gate, but the entire city wall has been reduced to ruins!
Liang Shaozhan, who narrowly escaped the explosion, remained motionless as if struck by lightning.
Qiao Dongzi and Bai Shalu were also stunned by this scene!
After a long while, Bai Shalu, who rarely swore, exclaimed, "Damn it! What the hell is this?!"
Qiao Dongzi's eyes flashed with a light comparable to lightning, and his voice trembled, "This damn thing, is there any more?!"
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