There are no buildings under the south city and east city of Ganquan Fort. There is an isolation zone of more than a hundred steps. When there is no war, these two open spaces are used as a place for military training and a testing ground for some new weapons.
At this time, the Ordnance Battalion was testing mud and fire oil, which was a by-product of developing Fire Kites, but Chen Qing was quite interested.
The so-called mud fire oil is to mix mud and fire oil to form a solid combustible agent. It can be directly thrown out while burning, instead of throwing the fire oil first and then igniting it with a rocket as before. It can directly target the enemy.
Attack fixed targets such as military trebuchets, nest vehicles, warships and siege ladders.
But its biggest function is to improve combustion efficiency and save kerosene. Every time a barrel of 50 kilograms of kerosene is thrown out, at least half of it will be ineffective combustion. Under the current background of tight kerosene
, the emergence of mud kerosene will undoubtedly greatly reduce kerosene loss.
However, kerosene does not burn when mixed with soil. Most of the time it cannot burn, or the flame is too small to be effective, so repeated trials are required.
Xie Changzhi explained to Chen Qing: "We have tested repeatedly and found that although the throwing effect is better when made into soft mud, it actually only burns a layer of kerosene on the surface. But if it is made into a thin mud state, it will burn during mid-air flight."
If it spreads, the kerosene inside will be ignited, and the damage area will be large, so we unanimously decided that it would be better to make it into a slimy form, and we named it Fire Mud."
"But if it is made into mud, it will flow down when the soldiers throw it." Chen Qing said worriedly.
"You can wrap it slightly with oil paper. The oil paper will spread out in the air, so it won't affect the trebuchet."
Chen Qing nodded, "Then give it a try!"
Xie Changzhi waved his hand, and a soldier came over carrying a wooden box and placed it next to a small trebuchet. The soldier opened the box and placed a five-pound oil paper bag in the trebuchet's pocket.
"We have three types of oil paper bags, five kilograms, ten kilograms and twenty kilograms. The thousand-step gun must use twenty kilograms of fire clay."
Chen Qing stepped forward to take a closer look and saw that the oil paper was tied up with a rope. Xie Changzhi gently dug at the end of the rope and wiped it. The rope fell off and the oil paper spread out, revealing the black mud inside.
Opposite, fifty paces away, stood a small wooden house, which was the target of the small trebuchet.
The soldiers lit the fire clay and it burned to the ground. The edge of the oil paper also burned. The trebuchet waved its long arm and threw the oil paper package. Sure enough, the oil paper separated from the fire clay in the air. The fire clay gradually spread out and became
A big fireball hit the cabin with a bang! The cabin was wrapped in fire mud and burned immediately.
Chen Qing said happily: "If the opponent is a big ship and hits the hull, it will burn a big hole in the hull sooner or later."
Xie Changzhi smiled and said: "Actually, we think it will be more effective to deal with dense enemy troops and scatter them all over the sky!"
"Then get ready. It will probably be effective soon."
At this time, a soldier rushed over, clasped his fists and said, "This is a letter from Commander Jin Bing to the commander in chief!"
Chen Qing took the letter, and it turned out to be another letter from Wanyan Wushu. This was the second letter in one day.
Chen Qing opened it and looked at it. It was Wanyan Mouyan who proposed to challenge him. Chen Qing turned around and smiled at Gaoding: "Your business is here!"
The next morning, drums were beating loudly in the Jin barracks, and groups of Jin soldiers rushed out. The 10,000 Jin soldiers quickly formed an array, with flags fluttering and murderous intent, and 10,000 Jurchen cavalry rushed towards Ganquan Fort.
They stopped advancing one mile away from Ganquan Fort and began to quickly form a team. A Jurchen general ran out from the team, wearing an iron helmet and armor, and holding a golden-backed mountain-chopping sword. It was Wanyan Mouyan.
Yesterday Wanyan Wushu received a reply from Chen Qing. There was only one word, fight!
Early this morning, Wanyan Mouyan came out to challenge.
In the Jinbing camp, an observation deck covering an area of one acre was built with giant trees and was two feet high. Wanyan Wushu, Wan Yanchang and a group of generals stood on the observation deck to watch the battle.
Seeing Wanyan Wushu's face full of expectations, Wanyanchang said calmly: "I'm afraid Mouyan will be disappointed?"
Wanyan Wushu was startled, "What does the supervisor mean that Chen Qing will not go to war?"
Wan Yanchang laughed, "I know him very well. If there is no advantage, I won't start early. If Marshal Du or Deputy Marshal challenges him, he will definitely fight in person. This is not for the sake of reciprocity, but because he is afraid of losing the opportunity. As for this Wanyan Mouyan
, it’s not worth his while.”
Wanyan Wushu looked a little unhappy and looked towards Ganquan Castle with cold eyes.
The city gate of Ganquan Fort opened, and a general with a white horse and a silver helmet rushed out of the city. He was six feet four inches tall, equivalent to over 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. He carried a gold-chiselled tiger-head gun, with a straight nose and a square mouth.
He is very handsome, and he is a high-ranking general.
Chen Qing's five tiger generals are Yang Zaixing, Gao Ding, Liu Cui, Liu Qiong and Niu Gao, with Gao Ding ranking second.
On the top of the city, Yang Zaixing looked resentful. You know, this kind of one-on-one opportunity is rarely encountered, but Dutong gave it to Haute Couture. At least it should be decided by drawing lots!
Chen Qing smiled and said: "I'll give you the chance to challenge next time. Even if Wanyan Wushu comes to challenge in person, I will let you fight!"
Yang Zaixing's mind changed, and his mood suddenly improved. That's right! I had never heard of Wanyan Mouyan, and there was no point in killing him. If he was the one to play today, it wouldn't be his turn next time.
"Du Tong, then we have an agreement!"
Chen Qing smiled slightly and said, "It's a deal!"
On the battlefield, Wanyan Mouyan thought it was Chen Qing who came out. He was so excited that he rushed forward and shouted: "Chen Qing, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"
There was a burst of laughter on the top of the city, and Wanyan Mouyan realized that the opponent was holding a gun, not Fang Tian's painted halberd, and that the opponent was not Chen Qing! He suddenly became angry and asked: "Who are you? Why doesn't Chen Qing come and fight me?"
Gao Ding chuckled, "Your uncle Gao Ding is so! My family doesn't even bother to fight with an unknown rat like you."
Wanyan Mouyan was furious, spurred his horse to gallop, rushed forward like a strong wind, and struck Gaoding's neck with a knife. The knife was fast, hard, and powerful. Before the knife could reach him, a strong wind had already hit him.
Couture face.
Gao Ding thought to himself, 'With such good swordsmanship, no wonder he dares to challenge Du Tong alone!'
He put away his contempt, lowered his head, and dodged the sharp knife. He swung his spear and stabbed the opponent's heart. This shot was also incredibly fast.
Wanyan Mouyan reacted very quickly, blocked the attack with his sword, and with a sound of 'Dang!', the sword and gun shook apart, and both of them were shocked to the point where their arms went numb.
The two shouted at the same time and fought fiercely.
Gao Ding is a descendant of Gao Huaide, and his spear and helmet are the family heirlooms left by Gao Huaide. He is extremely talented, and his family martial arts are the strongest among the Gao family's children in the past thirty years.
At the age of fifteen, at a gun seminar at Daxiangguo Temple, Gao Ding and Xu Ning, the instructor of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army, had a tie, causing a sensation in Bianliang. Gao Qiu was full of praise for him, calling him the number one young man in Tokyo.
He also gave the sword to this young man of his family.
It was precisely because he was too close to Gao Qiu that Zhao Huan, the new emperor who ascended the throne, was not happy and sent him to Jinan to become a subordinate of Dadao Guan Sheng. However, it was precisely for this reason that he escaped from Jingkang.
The calamity.
Gao Ding's experience was quite ups and downs, he was wandering around, and it wasn't until he followed Chen Qing that he finally stabilized.
His opponent Wanyan Mouyan was also a fierce general in the Jurchen Army. He and his brother Wanyan Huonv both received the true inheritance from their father Wanyan Lou's family, but Wanyan Mouyan's sword skills were superior, while his brother was good at archery.
However, compared to their father Wanyan Loushi, their brothers' martial arts skills are still far behind. Wanyan Mouyan also knows that he may not be Chen Qing's opponent, but the fire of hatred in his heart has burned his mind, and he can't wait to kill him.
The Song general was killed and Chen Qing was forced out.
Because he was too impatient, his sword skills gradually became a little messy. Yang Zaixing on the top of the city smiled and said: "Within three moves, Gao Ding will win!"
"No! Within one move." Chen Qing said calmly.
He could see that Gao Ding was gathering strength.
Yang Zaixing was stunned and looked anxiously toward the battlefield.
The two sides had been fighting fiercely for more than ten rounds. Wanyan Mouyan slashed the air with his sword, but Gao Ding unexpectedly did not fight back. The two horses passed each other, and Gao Ding showed a sneer on his lips. He could already feel the loosening of the opponent's back.
He suddenly lay back and fired a carbine, as fast as lightning, straight into Wanyan Mouyan's back. This was the unique skill of the Gao Family Spear, which lies in precise timing, quick tip of the spear, and surprise.
Wanyan Mouyan reacted suddenly, but it was too late, 'Poof!' The chiseled golden tiger head gun pierced the back of his neck.