The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 102 Gas Tank Cannon

Some are alive, but dead.

This is the case with these people in front of them. Although they are alive and smiling, they have already been missed by Hades.

Amid Sun Jie's enthusiastic voice, everyone sat down on both sides of the dining table.

The wine was already full, and the atmosphere began to be harmonious.

When the sun in the sky rose to the sky, a layer of dark clouds appeared in the eastern sky.

The wind blowing from the edge of the sky poured in from outside the hall, gradually waking up Sun Jie's dull head.

Picking up the teacup on the table, he poured the tea inside.

Sony and the others were already lying on the table, and their loud snoring already indicated their state.

Standing up from the chair, Sun Jie heaved a sigh of relief.

"My lord, according to your arrangement, those Jian slaves have been given a drugged meal. At this time, they have all passed out!"

Chen Hu walked in from outside the hall, stood in front of Sun Jie, and talked about what happened just now.

When people like Sun Jie and Sony exchanged cups, Chen Hu led his subordinates to deliver a "good meal" to Sony and others.

Now they are all under control, and they are thrown into an empty room in the city to sleep soundly.

Many people in the city moved out, and the vacated rooms were numerous.

It couldn't be better to detain people like them.

"Dig a pit outside the city, kill it and bury it.

These people also tidy up, these few are important figures in Jiannu, but they should be taken care of.

Take something out of their mouths and dig a hole and bury it! "

Stretching out his hand and pointing at the Jiannu lying on the table next to him, Sun Jie remained expressionless.

Chen Hu bowed his hands and walked over with a few followers.

A cruel smile appeared on his face, and the hemp rope in his hand went towards Sony and the others.

Sun Jie walked out of the hall and stood in the yard outside.

Glancing back, he stepped forward.

I drank some wine just now, even though there were no Valium tablets in the wine, I still felt a little uncomfortable at this time.

Go for a walk and get drunk.

Leave the rest to Chen Hu and the others, after all, they are already familiar with the road.

I don't know if I have never been exposed to this kind of medicine, or for some reason.

Sonny fell asleep this time, and slept in a daze.

Dimly opened his eyes, his throat was as burning as fire.

"water!"

Instinctively, he shouted tremblingly, very hoarse.

"puff!"

The clear water flowed upwards, and people woke up seventy percent.

A tall figure appeared in front of him.

Isn't this the guard of Sun Jie?Why are you here now?
No, where am I?What is this place?
Looking around, I found myself hanging on the wall in a small dark room, with various instruments of torture hanging beside it.

Before he could panic, he saw a whip shadow coming towards him.

I thought it was an illusion, thinking that my dream hadn't woken up yet.

But when the whip fell firmly on his body, the burning pain woke him up completely.

He started to howl involuntarily, and the broken gong sounded.

He coughed violently again, almost coughing out his throat.

Chen Hu took the military water bottle from the attendant at the side, and poured all the water into Sony's mouth.

The long drought met with rain, subconsciously stopped howling, and frantically swallowed the clear water.

With his throat warm, Chen Hu took back the kettle.

"You are his bodyguard, what's going on? What do you want to do? I want to see Sun Jie!"

His throat became much more comfortable, and he yelled at Chen Hu enduring the severe pain in his body.

Chen Hu smiled contemptuously, and said, "My lord, how can a scum like you see it?

Ha ha, a rat is a rat! "

"Pooh!"

After spitting thick phlegm on the ground, the disdain on Chen Hu's face grew even stronger.

Then he sat on a chair beside him and said to the attendant next to him, "Beat hard, first to death!"

There was the sound of crackling whips and screams again and again.

The same is true in the next few rooms.

It wasn't long before Sony finally figured out what was going on.

Raising his throat, he yelled at the sky: "You bastard, you smart dog, bully me too much, bully me too much!!!"

Unfortunately, a more serious beating was called.

Aobai and Nikan are much better than Sony, and military generals can withstand more than civilian officials.

They don't just eat whips, though.

When Chen Hu left his side, the army would not accept them at night, and there was a method handed down in the army that was specially used for Tartars.

Although the object is changed, the essence is the same.

All kinds of tricks are used, and even a hard-working man can't stand it.

For two whole days, Oboi's screams didn't stop.

By the time the sun rose on the third day, he was already out of shape.

The rest of the people looked the same way, and that Ma Guozhu was even worse.

Chen Hu made a booklet of the things obtained from the interrogation and gave it to Sun Jie.

After all, they are the core figures of Jiannu, and they know a lot of things.

After looking through the confessions and finding no problems, he asked Chen Hu to send them back to their hometown.

It has no practical value anymore, so it killed the matter directly.

In a ravine not far from the city, Sony and others were tied up and kneeled in front of a pit.

Looking at the pit in front of him, Sony knew his fate.

Filled with grief and indignation, he looked up to the sky and cursed: "My surname is Sun, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

"Ha ha!"

Chen Hu sneered, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, his head flew up and blood splattered everywhere.

With one kick, his body was kicked into the pit.

This well-known Minister of Gu Ming, one of the few think tanks in Jiannu, lost his soul in Shaanxi.

Became a lonely ghost on the loess high slope.

Next is Aobai, his eyes are wide open, his eyes are about to burst.

Constantly yelling in Manchu: "Idiot, despicable person, shameless smart person, damn thing..."

"Pfft!"

It was another knife, and his head flew straight up.

Batulu, who had done so much, disappeared in smoke.

It saves Kangxi's means, but it is not certain whether there will be Kangxi in the future.

There are several wild eagles circling in the sky, sometimes flying high and sometimes low.

A gust of east wind blew, and the wild eagle flew higher.

The wind blew up the wild eagle, and it also blew into Huang Taiji's arms.

Sitting in the study, he felt a thud in his heart for no reason, and the brush under his hand snapped off.

"Strange, why did the brush break?"

After muttering for a while, he threw the waste pen into the wastebasket next to him, and took out a writing brush from the pen holder on the table again.

Baihao was full of thick ink in the inkstone, and the white beard turned black.

After scraping off the excess ink, Huang Taiji picked up a pen to review the memorial.

The right hand holding the writing brush kept shaking, and the panic became more and more serious.

"Crack!"

The pen in my hand broke again.

Feeling even more confused, he dropped the brush in his hand, closed the memorial, and walked out.

The blowing wind has not stopped, and the hem of his clothes is swirling low in the wind.

The guards and eunuchs outside the door followed closely behind him, serving carefully.

Came to the palace wall, looked towards the direction of Shaanxi, muttered softly, "Perhaps, it should be done."

Unfortunately, this is just wishful thinking.

……

Sun Jie went back to Hyundai again and stayed there for half a month.

This time he was not idle. In addition to selling the goods for Qin Shang, he also got a batch of powerful weapons.

In addition to the individual version of the air thunder, the rocket version of the air thunder and the Congreve rocket, a batch of "gas tank mortars" and "Laiyang steel pipe factory rockets" were also launched.

The last two are not more difficult than the first ones, and they are really simple to build.

The principle of the "gas tank mortar" is basically the same as that of the heartless gun, and there is no technical difficulty at all.

It is said that two or three of these cannons can blow up a building.

Although Sun Jie didn't have high explosives, the effect wouldn't be too bad if he filled them with high-quality explosives.In the era of the end of Ming Dynasty, it was enough to use.

As for the "Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory rocket", it is even simpler.

Propellant plus explosives will do.

As for the propellant, it is potassium nitrate, which is potassium fertilizer.

Put some sugar in it, it's powerful.

Of course, these things are all parts and need to be assembled by yourself.

This is not difficult for Sun Jie.

There are many such tutorials on the Internet, and there are a lot of them.

There is no shortage of people in Sun Jie's hands now. These things are easy to assemble and can be taught once or twice, without wasting too much time.

Those semi-literate Dong Ge can do it, there is no reason why others can't, it's just more time.

A large tent was set up in an open space not far from the city, and the outside was surrounded by walls.

The people with quick hands and feet worked hard inside, assembling weapons.

Before that, Sun Jie explained to them the assembly process of these weapons in detail, and at the same time came up with corresponding incentive policies.

It was stipulated that to assemble ten gas tank cannons or rockets from Laiyang Steel Pipe Factory, divide the field into one mu, and there is no cap on the top. The more assembled, the more divided.

No one can resist the temptation of the field, just like modern people cannot resist the temptation of the house.

If you tell young people in modern times, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded with a house in the worst second-tier cities in the first-tier cities.

If this is the case, it is estimated that those young people in modern times will let them understand what it means, "Since ancient times, we have been the most industrious nation."

Time passed day by day, and it was already mid-August in a blink of an eye.

It was still the eight thousand soldiers and horses, and there was no further expansion of troops.

Soldiers lie in their strength rather than their abundance. If you properly digest the eight thousand soldiers and horses, and add those powerful weapons, you will be able to exert great power.

To teach them to read and write, to do their ideological work.

The stride is big, and it is easy to pull the egg.

You can't use meaningless conscription like Li Zicheng and his like.

Don't worry about expanding your troops, the war is just around the corner, and it won't be too late to recruit more troops after this war is over.

……

Autumn is coming, and the swan geese in the sky are flying to the south in a line, and the fields outside the city are full of people.

The corn planted in summer has already been harvested. When a westerly wind blows, the corn stalks rattle, like the laughter of the people when they are harvesting, or the laughter of children when they are playing.

Sun Jie was walking on the small road in the field, and the common people were busy inside wearing straw hats.

All the people who saw Sun Jie were grateful for Dade's gratitude.

For these people, the greatest happiness in this life is like this.

However, all these things are far from enough for Sun Jie.

Standing at the head of the corn field, with the yellow corn stalks blown by the wind behind him, Sun Jie's gaze traveled through time and space.

After this autumn harvest, we will raise our troops to go north.

For this war, Sun Jie prepared for a long time.

　Thank you Shang Liangbo for your reward, and thank you for your support! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)