Zhao Xiaole smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone, the production of muskets and artillery is being expanded. With these weapons, it will be easy to deal with those barbarians."
"I have already set up an ordnance factory in the south in advance. When the time comes, a steady stream of ordnance will arrive at the front line."
"You have also seen the power of these things. Even though those barbarians have become civilized, they have not yet seen the power of these firearms. When that time comes, I will show them to them."
After Zhao Xiaole said these words, everyone felt relieved.
However, everyone still has doubts in their hearts.
The prince said: "Xiao Le, you have made a good strategy, but can someone else go to the south? If you are not in the capital, I'm afraid no one can suppress the queen and the third prince."
Zhao Xiaole's eyes suddenly turned cold, "After tonight, the Third Prince no longer has to worry. As for the Queen, I have already thought of a way to deal with it!"
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The third prince's residence.
Night falls slowly.
The sound of gunfire has stopped for a long time.
The disheveled third prince walked out of the secret room and looked at the ruins of the mansion in front of him, as if he was in another world.
Is this the prince's home?
I'll fuck you.
Zhao Xiaole, I want you to die.
The third prince became more and more annoyed as he watched.
At this time, other Jinyi guards emerged from the tunnel one after another and walked to their defensive positions.
As soon as the sound of artillery stops, the opponent will attack.
But after waiting for a long time, the opponent showed no sign of attacking.
What's going on?
Du Jiang, who was wrapped in bandages, was also puzzled.
At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind, "Du Jiang, what on earth is going on?"
The voice was so cold that it shocked Du Jiang.
"Your Highness, it seems that the other party is not planning to attack."
After recognizing that the other party was the third prince, Du Jiang couldn't believe it, but without delay, he quickly knelt down and saluted.
The third prince sneered, "Du Jiang, didn't you say your strategy worked? Where are the Queen's people?"
"Why didn't the prince send troops to Chuzhou?"
"This...this, Your Highness, is a humble position..."
Du Jiang stammered and didn't know how to answer.
When the third prince saw this, he was furious and cursed: "Trash, I know you are useless, you are a complete fucking trash!"
The third prince raised his foot and kicked Du Jiang.
But he didn't kick Du Jiang, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Du Jiang was shocked when he saw this and rushed to help him, "Your Highness, Your Highness, be careful. As long as we continue to hold on for a few more days, the prince will definitely be unable to hold on. By then, it will be the time for us to regain control of the capital."
I have to say that if Du Jiang were a lecturer, his words would surely impress many people.
It's so contagious.
If a person firmly believes in what he is doing, he will definitely be able to infect the people around him.
This is what Du Jiang is like.
When the third prince saw this, he couldn't help but believe it, and asked in disbelief: "Really, really?"
Du Jiang nodded seriously, "Your Highness, believe me."
The third prince sighed and was about to say something. Suddenly, he felt water dripping on his face.
Is it raining?
The third prince reached out and touched his face, but found that it didn't seem to be rain.
Bang!
As the sound of an earthen pot breaking was heard, Du Jiang seemed to smell something, and he sniffed it carefully.
At this time, suddenly water droplets splashed on his face.
Du Jiang reached out and touched it, put it under his nose and smelled it. He was suddenly shocked and said, "Your Highness, hurry up, hide quickly, the opponent is going to attack with fire!"
That's not water droplets, it's sesame oil!
This kind of oil was very common in ancient times, and it burns easily.
Before Du Jiang could finish speaking, he heard a whooshing sound in the night sky, and countless arrows flew towards the third prince's mansion with firelight!
Those arrows landed everywhere.
Some arrows penetrated people, some hit the ground or stone slabs, and some fell on collapsed pavilions or sesame oil.
boom--!
As soon as the flame met the sesame oil, it burned immediately. The fire started so fast that it burned instantly.
Because many wooden pavilions collapsed, sawdust and wood were scattered everywhere.
And these are all flammable materials.
In the fire, it was quickly ignited.
While the third prince was still dazed, he saw an earthen jar filled with sesame oil suddenly descend and fall in front of him.
Bang!
The earthen jar was shattered into pieces, and the sesame oil flowed everywhere.
As soon as the sesame oil touched the flame, it burned immediately. By chance, some of the sesame oil splashed onto Du Jiang's body, and the fire engulfed him instantly.
Du Jiang immediately screamed and struggled, but unfortunately, almost everything around him fell into a sea of fire.
No matter how much he howls, there is nowhere to hide or escape.
It can only be gradually burned to charcoal in the sea of fire.
The third prince ignored the burning Du Jiang and looked in the direction from which the oil tank was flying. Under the faint moonlight, he finally saw it.
On the séance platform, there were several catapults that were constantly launching oil cans into his mansion.
After understanding this, the third prince sneered, slowly pulled out the dagger in his arms, and stabbed himself in the chest.
The surroundings were surrounded by a sea of fire.
He couldn't escape. Even if he escaped from the sea of fire, Zhao Xiaole's musketeers would still be waiting outside.
Instead of waiting to be burned to death or shot to death by a musketeer squad.
The third prince chose to commit suicide.
That night, the fire lasted all night, and the fire illuminated the sky, turning it red.
When the soldiers came in to check again the next morning, all they saw was scorched earth.
Even if the underground secret passages and secret rooms are opened, no one hiding in them will survive.
They were not killed, but suffocated.
Even a secret room needs ventilation. There is a raging fire outside, so how can we give them a chance to breathe?
The guards who came to inspect all lamented that this thing would really destroy both humans and animals.
Even a fly wouldn't be able to escape alive.
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Queen's palace.
A dense army of imperial guards guarded this place.
They had been guarding here before the third prince's mansion burned, and they were even more meticulous in guarding here after the third prince's mansion burned.
No one knows whether Zhao Xiaole's Musketeers will come, or when they will come?
The apostle and the old woman of the Demon Cult had watched from a distance what it was like for the musketeers to massacre ordinary people, and it would not be much different when they massacred masters like them.
Although they are extremely skilled in martial arts, they are still made of flesh and blood.
How many nails can you twist with your whole body covered in iron?
In order to protect the safety of the Queen, we had to take this step.
The good thing is that Zhao Xiaole cannot bombard the palace with artillery. At most, he will only send a musketeer team in.
This also made their defense work a lot easier.
However, Zhao Xiaole finally came. He looked at the defense in front of him and sneered.