Why is it said that the first step to defeat Timur is to demolish the dormitory? Yuan Feng and others were puzzled, but Cao Yanhui said that there was no time to explain to them, and only said that everyone would understand after the demolition was completed.
Demolishing a house is the easiest thing to do. Yuan Feng hired a team of peasants to work all night. The peasants climbed up to the roof of the dormitory, lifted off the glazed tiles, and smashed them with sledgehammers and pickaxes. Cao Yanhui was holding a brocade quilt in the side hall to guide the demolition. He
Pointing to the dusty scene, he said: "Everything else can be smashed, but the pillars cannot be touched. Just hold on and stop them from falling."
In front of the dormitory, there were ten large pillars with two people hugging each other, with four-clawed flying pythons coiled on them. They were very powerful. Cao Yanhui demolished the dormitory because of these pillars. When the front half of the roof was almost demolished, Cao Yanhui said: "Okay, now remove the pillars."
Be careful when smashing anything wrapped outside."
The peasants carefully smashed away the python ornaments wrapped around the pillars, and then removed a layer of wooden shell, finally revealing what was inside. It turned out that the pillars of the dormitory were two-layered, with an outer wooden shell filled with lime and charcoal.
, and inside was a thick and long thing, with a thick layer of grease on the outside. Dozens of civilians used ropes, crowbars and pulleys to lower this thing to the ground with difficulty.
"Scrape off the grease and wipe it clean." Cao Yanhui ordered.
The peasants found rags and carefully wiped the thick cylindrical object clean, revealing its true appearance. Yuan Feng, Ye Kai, Ye Tianxing, and everyone present were stunned. What on earth is this thing?
, the three-foot-long brass pillar was bright and shiny, thick at the lower end, gradually shrinking to the smallest diameter at the top. There was a line of inscriptions on the pillar. Yuan Feng came up and took the torch to shine, and read aloud: "The mighty and invincible general!"
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"Yes, this is my treasure in Liangzhou, the invincible general cannon." Cao Yanhui said from behind with some pride.
Yuan Feng walked around the cannon several times, stepping forward to touch the smooth barrel from time to time. Apart from the line of inscriptions, there were no other words on the barrel, nor any patterns or decorations. It was extremely simple, but it had a certain smell.
The chilling atmosphere spread.
"This is an artifact." Yuan Feng touched the barrel of the cannon and sighed sincerely. He is also a man who has seen the world, but it is rare to make a bronze vessel so sophisticated, especially the inner bore of the barrel, which is as smooth as a mirror.
I really don't know how it was polished.
"General Zhang, come here." Cao Yanhui called Yuan Feng over and said sternly: "This thing can break the Huihui Cannon. For the specific method, see the first book on the third row of the bookcase in my signature room. The Huihui Cannon is the biggest threat, so deal with it first.
This threat will take care of the rest."
Yuan Feng followed his words, and Cao Yanhui turned his attention to Zhou Ze'an, his most trusted aide in the past, and waved him over. Zhou Ze'an hesitated for a moment, but walked over, fell to his knees with a plop, and said that he would die.
Cao Yanhui said calmly: "You changed the door very quickly. How about it? Now you have the power, right?"
The old prefect had such great prestige that Zhou Ze'an was so frightened that he even trembled when he spoke: "My lord, I took this low position for the sake of Liangzhou..."
"Okay, I'm not blaming you. I heard that the inventory in the grain warehouse is less than 30% of the book?"
Zhou Ze'an calmed down and said: "My lord, I am very aware of the situation. I am worried about this matter because of my humble position. After checking the accounts, I found that most of the stored grain was resold by Cai Yong. Now the edible food in the city has become unsustainable. In a few days, people will probably be used as food."
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Cao Yanhui lamented: "How could the common people deserve this?" He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Has the grain stored in the basement been used?"
"Basehouse? What basement? I don't know about my humble position." Seeing Zhou Ze'an's surprised face, Cao Yanhui remembered that he was just an ordinary clerk, not close to the level of Liangzhou's secrets, so he said: "The grain warehouse has two floors.
, there is grain stored above, but there is another mystery below. Not many people knew about it. Cai Yong caused chaos and killed many people, and I had a stroke and could not speak, so the secret was buried. But it is not too late now, so hurry up and take people to the grain depot.
Go back to the left hand side from the end, and you can pry up the twentieth brick against the wall. You will understand after opening it."
Zhou Ze'an was overjoyed and quickly kowtowed and led the people away. At this time, Yuan Feng had already brought the book from the signing room. With a look of ecstasy on his face, he quickly walked up to Cao Yanhui and said, "Old prefect,
Where can I find the gun mounts and ammunition mentioned in the brochure?”
Cao Yanhui said: "The carriages and horses in the back house are placed with gun mounts, and the ammunition is placed in the government armory, which can be seen at a glance."
Yuan Feng hurriedly sent someone to pick it up. The Cao Mansion was very grand. There were more than a dozen large houses in the stable alone, and seven or eight luxury carriages were parked. There were a bunch of things scattered in the corner, which were already covered with dust and cobwebs. They must have been there.
The sergeants carried this thing out with all their hands.
In the deepest part of the government arsenal were stacked hundreds of huge iron balls, which were dark and cold and very heavy. Next to them were piles of cloth bags like a hill. If you tear one open and look at it, you will see that it contains a well-prepared proportion of gunpowder.
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The general's cannon is too heavy, weighing at least tens of thousands of kilograms. The civilians lacked nutrition and were already as skinny as firewood. How could they lift such a heavy thing? But when they heard that this thing could defeat the enemy, a group of thin men actually burst into unimaginable laughter.
With their own strength, they worked together to move a bronze cannon to the gun mount. The all-iron gun mount was quite strong, and the two huge wheels had very good passing performance. However, it was transported from the depths of the government office in the center of the city to the city wall.
I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble.
Facts have proved that human potential is unlimited. All the thresholds of the government office have been cut down, the steps have been paved with bricks and wooden boards. On the road leading to the city wall, countless civilians are working hard under the light of torches.
, the stone bullets fired by the Turks still pierced the sky and fell on the ground from time to time, smashing up a cloud of slush or smashing a house, but people have become accustomed to this kind of attack, and even if the stone bullets fall in front of their eyes, they will not blink.
"Come out!" Someone shouted, and the peasants who were carrying stones stopped their work and looked towards the gate of the government office. They saw a gun being slowly pushed out, with twenty horses in front of it.
Behind the horse were hundreds of sergeants, and the ropes pulling the guns had been stretched into a straight line. The sergeants shouted low chants and struggled to push the artillery cart. It seemed that every step was extremely difficult.
"Folks, work harder. If you pull the general's cannon to the city wall, the Turks will have a better time!" Someone shouted. When the civilians heard that this was a sharp weapon that could restrain the returning cannon, they started to work enthusiastically.
Get up, remove the stones that hinder the passage of the artillery carriage, fill up the craters, and slowly walk on the street. The iron wheels crush the stone roads. The civilians watch this huge magical weapon coming from before their eyes.
After passing by, all of them expressed their sincere admiration: The old prefect is still awesome.
Yuan Feng had already sent people to put the wind out, and the old prefect Cao Yanhui had recovered his health and began to regain power in Liangzhou. Cao Yanhui had been running Liangzhou for decades and had a high prestige. His comeback was no less than a slap in the face to the desperate people.
A shot in the arm.
**It was a hassle to get up to the city wall. Although the horse path was wide enough, the slope was too steep and there was ice on it. The peasants worked hard and shoveled away all the snow and frost, and sprinkled a layer of sand on the ground to increase the number of people.
Friction force, and then they worked together to push the horse upwards, but the horses straightened their bodies and panted heavily and could no longer pull it. No matter how fierce the whip was, they were unwilling to move. No wonder, they were
A war horse galloping on the battlefield is not a draft horse pulling a cart. What matters is speed and flexibility rather than endurance. Plus, if you don't have enough horse food, you won't be able to exert your energy.
The horses were not good enough, so people got on. Hundreds of civilians tied ropes to their bodies were pulling in front, and dozens of people were pushing desperately from behind the artillery cart. Every few steps they pushed, two stones were placed under the wheels to prevent them from sliding down. Everyone worked together and finally pulled the cart.
** Pulled up to the top of Liangzhou City.
The huge bronze cannon raised its muzzle and aimed menacingly at the Turkic camp outside the city. The sergeants all asked to fire a shot, but Yuan Feng said that one cannon was too few, which would alarm the enemy. Ten cannons should be fired.
Deployed in place and struck again suddenly.
So everyone repeated their previous work. Although the winter night was cold, everyone felt warm in their hearts. After being trapped in the isolated city for two months, they finally had hope of turning defeat into victory.
At the same time, Zhou Ze'an and a group of civilians were looking for the entrance to the basement in the granary. Following Cao Yanhui's instructions, they found the movable floor tiles and separated them with a crowbar. As expected, the floor tiles were lifted open, revealing the iron plate underneath.
Lifting up a dozen nearby floor tiles, an iron door appeared in front of them. Everyone worked together to lift the iron door. It was dark and gloomy below, and a cold air rushed towards them. They didn't know how deep and wide it was.
Just as the civilian husband was about to go down the ladder, he was stopped by Zhou Ze'an: "The basement has not been opened for a long time, be careful of the poisonous gas." After a while of wind, a torch was hung in, and the torch was burning brightly, reflecting the surrounding piles.
There were mountains of altars and jars, so Zhou Ze'an nodded and indicated that he could go down.
Climbing down the long ladder, the peasants carried lanterns and looked around carefully. The basement was probably about the same size as the grain warehouse above, but there were obviously more things on display. Pans and jars and huge round grain farms were piled on top of each other.
When we reached the top, there were piles of things piled everywhere, but they were very organized and classified. There was a path for transportation in the middle, and there were even a few small carts placed in the corners.
Zhou Ze'an walked to a grain farm and poked it with a knife. A stream of highland barley grains flowed out. Zhou Ze'an picked up one grain and tasted it. It was at least three years old grain, but who cares about old grain now?
No stale food, as long as it is edible, it is a treasure.
Looking at the jars stacked on the other side, he opened the mud seal, and there was a layer of wax seal inside. After opening the wax seal, the mouth of the jar was revealed. Zhou Ze'an reached in and grabbed a handful of something. He put it in his mouth and tasted it. Yes, it was salt water.
Pickled radish and Chinese cabbage.
"Master Zhou, look here!" A farmer's call came from afar. Zhou Ze'an quickly put down the jar of pickled radish and walked over. When he looked up, he was shocked.
Zhou Ze'an has never seen so much cured meat in his whole life!