What's more, the best-class Xiaoye Rose Sandalwood is in India. It will take at least ten years to fight with Li Zhaoning's current strength. Wei Xiaobai doesn't believe it.
The Angkor root can only be said to be on the Indian small-leafed red sandalwood, which is not the best.
Li Zhaoning sat down and sighed slightly: "The military newspaper said that Qu Yue sent 35,000 people, and this battle is very important."
"You underestimate the power of the firearm."
Li Zhaoning asked: "Can Qiongya be manufactured by the hundred iron pillar firearm?"
Wei Xiaobai did not answer. The process requirements were very high. Whether it was copper or cast iron, the process requirements were extremely high, otherwise the bore would be blown.
Li Zhaoning was still waiting, but Wei Xiaobai said: "Hurry up and transport the food back to Qiongya first is the best strategy. There are many people in Qiongya who are still hungry."
"Yeah." Li Zhaoning nodded seriously. Wei Xiaobai's words were absolutely correct.
Although some were transported back in the past few days, the official ship could not carry much, and the agreement with Zhan Po had not been completed yet, so the total number of ships was less than a thousand stones.
For the food rations of 20,000 people, a thousand stones are not much.
Immediately afterwards, Wei Xiaobai added: "Also, don't forget my wood!"
Wood, is it only wood that matters?
Li Zhaoning endured it and nodded slightly: "I will give it to me personally."
The atmosphere is wrong. Every time Li Zhaoning calls himself this palace, Wei Xiaobai can feel a powerful aura oppressing him.
However, Wei Xiaobai did not realize that he had offended this noble highman again.
Li Zhaoning was very angry, but she had no choice but to deal with Wei Xiaobai.
By the way, Haiyun Peak.
Xue Qi's level in war was second-rate. He had no ability to command troops, only the ability to lead a team to fight. Fortunately, he only needed to lead 400 Tang troops to be responsible for frontal combat this time, and the rest were commanded by Yuchi Hao.
At the top of Haiyun Peak, all the big guys have arrived.
Suli Zengjia of Champo, nylon of Angkor, and Yuchi Hao of the Tang Dynasty.
As for Li Zhaoning, he is naturally still fighting with Wei Xiaobai in Zhanpo Wangcheng. However, if Li Zhaoning arrives, then who else present is qualified to say that he is a big shot?
Yuchi Hao, who was standing at the highest point of Haiyun Peak, kept frowning slightly because he saw that Zhan Po's soldiers had not yet taken their seats.
The enemy will not give you enough time to prepare.
However, Yuchi Hao never expected these so-called elites of Champo to do anything.
Nylon came up to Yuchi Hao at this time: "General, if Your Highness needs protection, can my Angkor army come to Champo City in one day?"
"Protection?" Yuchi Hao turned his head and looked at nylon.
Nylon said: "Faced with 35,000 Qu Yue soldiers, Zhan Po's 10,000 troops did not play much role, but the noble Your Highness only had less than 500 troops."
Yuchi Hao turned his head expressionlessly and ignored nylon.
Nylon thought to himself that the Tang people were really trying to save face. This was obviously defeated. Can a Tang flag scare away the enemy?
Nylon took another step forward: "I, Angkor, are really willing to protect Your Highness."
Yuchi Hao turned his head: "There is only one mission for the 10,000 soldiers of Zhan Po."
"I dare to ask the general of the country, I don't know what kind of mission will this 10,000 soldiers of Zhan Po perform?" Nylon really looked down on Yuchi Hao. He obviously faced a strong enemy, but he didn't know himself. Such a person really didn't know what he was thinking.
Yuchi Hao said: "Our son-in-law wants some coolies who work hard. It seems that these Qu Yue soldiers still have some physical strength. This is the task of Zhan Po soldiers."
Nylon Hahani Suye was stunned. He said to himself, the arrogant general of the Tang Dynasty, facing 35,000 enemies, do you think you have won?
Suli Zengga of Champa was pale.
He is afraid of losing, and even more afraid of death.
He could see clearly that Zhan Po's so-called elite could even run to the wrong position. Facing 35,000 Qu Yue soldiers, these Zhan Po soldiers were probably going to die.
What if you lose?
Just now, Suli Zengjia heard the conversation between Nylon and Yuchi Hao clearly and wanted to interrupt, but the current situation made him unable to say a word. He was afraid, so scared that he was dying.
Even Champa Geruna had the determination to die, and he, Sulizengka, did not, just feared that he would lose everything.
Forward, Geruna stood beside Xue Qi with a knife, but Xue Qi was biting a cigar given to him by Wei Xiaobai, looking at the soldiers approaching Qu Yue from afar.
At this time, the enemy was less than five hundred steps away from the vanguard's defense line.
Geruna suddenly said, "If you die, die with you!"
Geruna's sudden words moved Xue Qi very much. Xue Qi said, "There is no one in my family except my father, and this life is also his Highness."
Xue Qi's words are like an attitude, an attitude of fighting to the death.
When Geruna was about to say something, Xue Qi suddenly laughed: "But this time, there is nothing that makes people nervous about this enemy. It's quite scary later. Why don't you close your eyes first?"
"No!"
Geruna wanted to see that she held the knife in her hand tighter.
At this time, she suddenly realized that none of the Tang army soldiers were carrying a crossbow, but holding a knife. Although her face was full of serious expressions, she only held a torch in her hand.
Opposite, General Qu Yue watched the Tang soldiers holding torches and specially sent people to check the necessary places to attack.
There is no oil, nor is there anything like a fire-induced object. What's more, it just rained heavily, and the gentle slope turned into mud, and the trees and grass leaves were full of water. How could there be a fire attack?
"Kill!" Qu Yue's general waved the knife in his hand hard.
Qu Yue's soldiers really possess less than one-tenth of the steel knives, iron weapons account for one-third, copper weapons, and a small half of the soldiers without metal weapons.
The enemy rushed up, and Xue Qi took out a box of matches, which was given to him by Wei Xiaobai.
He pulled out a match three inches long and lit it. Xue Qi began to light his cigar and watched the enemy reach it from three hundred steps, two hundred steps, and one hundred steps.
Finally, at fifty steps away, the still lit match on Xue Qi's hand lit a lead.
Wei Xiaobai understood the firing mines, but in such a short time, Qiongya craftsmen who require superb craftsmanship would not be able to make them.
Therefore, Wei Xiaobai’s advice is the most rustic, stupid and direct landmine.
Making a clay pot, then connecting the lead wires with a bamboo tube, and then packing black gunpowder tightly wrapped in cloth into the clay pot. For the craftsmen of the Tang Dynasty, making gunpowder was already a skilled worker, but the formula was changed and some craftsmanship was improved, so it was not difficult to make black gunpowder.
Then, the tightly wrapped black gunpowder was covered with gravel and then covered with a layer of soil.
Chapter completed!