In the center of Longtan Village, there is a house that is larger than the surroundings. It is the residence of the Qin sisters and is also the place where the high-level officials of the village discuss matters.
The lobby is spacious and bright. There is a tiger skin chair at the top and an animal skin blanket on the floor. There are four chairs on the left and right, and there are several porcelain vases in the corner. It feels like a gathering of heroes in the forest.
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Qin Lingjun sat on the tiger leather chair with a solemn expression on his face. He looked around and asked, "The Yuan thief's fire cannon is more powerful than us. The iron bullets he uses can shoot farther. Do you two have any countermeasures?"
There are many people in the hall, but only two of the eight chairs are seated, and they are the masters of the third village and the fourth village of Longtan Village.
Both of them are middle-aged men in their forties. The taller one is called Guo Niansheng, who serves as the leader of the third village. He has a fair face and looks like an old scholar.
The leader of the fourth village, "Fang Yuan", looks rather fierce. His left hand is broken at the shoulder level, and his empty sleeves sway when the wind blows.
His temperament was similar to his appearance, and he said gruffly: "Now that the matter has come to this, we can only take the initiative and fight with them. We may not lose!"
Qin Lingjun was noncommittal and looked at Guo Niansheng: "What did Uncle Guo say?"
Guo Niansheng twirled his goatee and said calmly: "They are on a low ground, and the fire blunderbuss may not be able to shoot farther than us. Let's test fire a few times. If the fire blunderbuss is really damaged by them, it will not be too late to fight again!"
After a pause, he added: "Even if we are fighting, we should defend according to danger and not rush into the field recklessly!"
Qin Lingjun nodded and said loudly: "Wang Da, please ask Mr. Zhang to come over."
Wang Da agreed and hurried out.
This sentence clearly dissatisfied both of them with their plan, but neither of them showed any dissatisfaction. Although they were older, they had unexpected respect for Qin Lingjun.
When Wang Da came to Zhang Yangquan's house, he found that he had just picked up two buckets of water. He was rolling up his sleeves and pouring the water into the water jar. He rushed up to grab him and left.
"Sir, come with me quickly. The leader of the village wants to discuss something with you!"
"What does the leader of Dazhai want from me?" Zhang Yangquan asked while untying his sleeves.
"According to inquiries from the leaders of the four villages, the Tatar officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain brought several fire guns. The leader of the big village is worried that our fire guns are not as powerful as theirs, and he is quite worried!"
"Four village masters?" Zhang Yangquan was stunned: "How many village masters do you have?"
"Only four! The third and fourth village masters were originally the guards of the big village master." Wang Da answered while pulling him away.
"Guard? Who is the leader of your village?" Zhang Yangquan asked.
Wang Da scratched his head and said: "I don't know either. I just know that all the bandits in Longtan Village were killed by the village owner. The village owner used the bandits' food to help us refugees, and everyone followed her!
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Zhang Yangquan nodded: "So you used to be refugees..." No wonder I always feel that these people are different from the bandits in my impression, and they even bring their families with them.
Wang Da said in a rough voice: "We were originally people from Huai'an Road. We fled to Yangzhou Road because of the floods in the Yellow River. If it hadn't been for the rescue and shelter from the leader of the village, we would all have died long ago!"
Zhang Yangquan thought: "No wonder these bandits respect Qin Lingjun like a god. They almost starved to death and no one complained. Qin Lingsi said that they robbed this place, but he was not lying to himself."
While thinking, the two came to the meeting hall. Qin Lingjun stood up and greeted him: "Sir, here you go, please sit down."
Zhang Yangquan sat down under Guo Niansheng's hand and said, "I have heard from Wang Da about the situation. Yuan soldiers have brought fire guns and want to destroy our fire guns, right?"
Qin Lingjun nodded repeatedly: "Sir, do you have a way to deal with it?"
Zhang Yangquan pondered: "If they use round iron cannons, their range must be farther than ours! Even if we occupy a favorable location, it is possible that they can hit us, but we cannot hit them enough!"
This is what Qin Lingjun is most worried about. If the two fire guns are destroyed, the defense will be much more difficult and the casualties will be huge. The stronghold will be in danger of being breached!
"Sir, what should we do?" Qin Lingjun clenched her fingers.
"Where did your gunpowder come from?" Zhang Yangquan asked.
Guo Niansheng interrupted: "This is a secret of our village..."
Qin Lingjun glanced at Guo Niansheng, who immediately fell silent. She said calmly: "To be honest, sir, my father was originally a member of the Yuan Ting army, and the two muskets and gunpowder were brought out by the army!"
Zhang Yangquan nodded secretly: "Sure enough, I come from an official family." Then he asked: "Then are there saltpeter and sulfur on your mountain?"
Qin Lingjun showed surprise, looked at Zhang Yangquan and said, "Sir, do you want to make gunpowder?"
Zhang Yangquan nodded.
Qin Lingjun was secretly surprised: "He actually knows how to make gunpowder? Ah, by the way, since he can make gunpowder, it's not surprising that he knows how to make gunpowder." He replied: "There is only a small amount of sulfur in the village and no saltpeter." Fang Yuan snorted and questioned: "We still have a lot of gunpowder in the village, why do we need to make new gunpowder?"
Since there was no saltpeter, Zhang Yangquan didn't bother to tell them that he could make more powerful gunpowder. He pondered silently for a long time and said: "I can only think of one way, but I'm not sure it will work!"
Qin Lingjun's beautiful eyes lit up, and she quickly asked what to do, and Zhang Yangquan spoke slowly.
At the same time, on the mountainside, the Yuan army was carrying firecrackers. When the sun was about to set, the two firecrackers finally moved to the steep mountain road in front of the village gate.
After many attacks, the Yuan army had already figured out the attack range of the bandit's firecrackers.
So he placed his own firecracker three feet away from the attack range of the bandit's firecracker, and placed it between two rocks.
At this distance, even if the bandits' stone bullets rolled over, their power would be very weak and they would not be able to destroy the Yuan's artillery guns.
The Yuan army has formulated a battle plan. They will first destroy the bandits' firecrackers, then blast through the bandits' stronghold gate, and finally, attack the mountain stronghold in one go!
The dusk breeze blows, the green peaks are vast, the Yuan army and the bandits quietly confront each other on the top of the mountain. The tranquility before the war is particularly depressing.
Standing on the wall of the village, Zhang Yangquan saw for the first time the Yuan army attacking the mountain. They were so densely packed that there were three to four hundred Yuan soldiers in sight alone.
The remaining half is probably hidden behind the corner of the mountain road.
This group of Yuan troops looked well-trained at first glance, with orderly formations and orderly actions.
About ten feet behind the fire gun, there was a burly man in armor, looking in the direction of the village gate. The distance was too far and his face could not be seen clearly.
Seeing this formation, Zhang Yangquan relaxed immediately.
There is only one reason. The Yuan army's fire blunderbuss and the Longtanzhai fire blunderbuss are almost identical. It can be seen that the Yuan army has not developed much in the fire blunderbuss technology over the years.
In this way, the difference between guns and guns is gone, and the only difference left is the difference between cannonballs.
"Master of the Dazhai, it's time to launch!" Zhang Yangquan motioned to Qin Lingjun beside him.
Guo Niansheng couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, Guo still doesn't understand. Can a stone bullet really be shot farther by wrapping it in a piece of cloth soaked in oil?"
Although Qin Lingjun believed in Zhang Yangquan, she was also full of curiosity and looked at him.
Zhang Yangquan smiled and said: "Do you know why round cannonballs are more powerful and shoot farther?"
The three of them were stunned for a moment and shook their heads.
"Because round cannonballs have the strongest air tightness and have the least friction when fired, we can wrap the cannonballs with oil cloth to reduce friction and increase air tightness. The effect is almost the same as that of round cannonballs!"
Qin Lingjun was stunned for a long time. For the first time, she realized that her brain was not full and she could not understand what the other party was saying.
Is it because I read too little?
She didn't think too much and eliminated all the distracting thoughts in her mind. Whether it was useful or not, she would know after shooting two bullets.
He ordered his two gunmen: "Geng San, Geng Si, light the fire!"
The two agreed, and after a while, they heard two "boom, boom" sounds, and two stone bullets flew out.