Author: big bell

On the city wall, Feng Quji narrowed his eyes at the Taiwei, walked around him, and deliberately pointed at the dense forest where thick smoke was still rising.

"Lieutenant, how's it going? Do you regret it?"

"You just said that the artillery built by Duke Xiang is the most terrifying. How do you feel now?"

"Can Xianyang City still be destroyed?"

The words were very sharp, and every word struck deep into the Taiwei's heart. His face turned red and white, and his hands shook like chaff.

He blew his nose and tried his best to stay calm, but the terrifying scene and the series of numbers in the victory report made him unable to calm down.

His originally tough attitude became sluggish.

He did not pick up the topic, and his eyes looked very sad, "Can you tell me that I heard that Li Zhao's big killing weapon has been exhausted, is this a hidden step by you?"

Feng Quji was stunned by this question. He had also heard that Li Zhao had run out of weapons, and he thought it was so. But from today's perspective, it seemed that they were completely exhausted, and that there was no end in sight.

It should be said that this was a hidden step by Li Zhao, not him.

Of course, he couldn't say that, and he had to pretend to be incomprehensible to let the Taiwei know that His Majesty is wise and no one can shake him.

"It can be said that His Majesty has arranged all this since he came back from the east tour."

You can only make nonsense.

"The purpose is to get you arrested, and you have indeed been fooled. I have to say that no one can fathom His Majesty's mind, and the same goes for you."

The Taiwei was silent, knowing that he would never be able to recover from the impending disaster, so he calmed down.

After a while, he asked again: "How did your Majesty know about our rebellion?"

Feng Quji smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. Don't you find it strange why the bandits were able to gather tens of thousands of people under His Majesty's eyes during the Eastern Patrol?"

"It makes no sense to say that no one in the court responded and concealed it, so His Majesty has already started making arrangements since then, just for today, so that you can wait and show up."

There was a dead look on the Taiwei's face, with a hint of regret.

"If you fail in one move, you lose everything!"

"The bad thing is that bastard Zhao Gao. He can't do this. It's unreasonable for Mr. Xiang to trust him so much."

Duke Xiang told them at that time that Ying Zheng would die in the sand dunes. As long as Zhao Gao succeeded in tampering with the imperial edict, the world would be theirs. They regretted that Zhao Gao was so useless. Not only did he expose their existence, but he also ruined such a perfect plan.

Feng Quji sneered, his face full of teasing, "No, it's not that Zhao Gao is useless, it's that His Majesty discovered all of this."

"How is that possible?" The captain was surprised.

Xiang Gong once said that Ying Zheng's death was destined by God and no one could predict it. How could Ying Zheng know about his own death? This is a bit ridiculous.

Why did Duke Xiang know this? It was because he came from the future.

Yes, this is what Gong Xiang told him personally. Gong Xiang comes from the future, and things like corn, potatoes, and artillery are all brought by Gong Xiang from the future.

He was convinced of this and was loyal to Duke Xiang.

Gong Xiang knew everything about the future, including knowing that the Qin Dynasty would surely perish, and that the Han Dynasty would appear after Qin, but none of this happened. It seemed that there was an invisible hand preventing everything Gong Xiang said from happening.

"How did your Majesty know that he would die in the sand dunes? How did he come back from the dead?" He was very eager to know this question.

Feng Quji was not stingy with his words for people who were dying.

"Your Majesty said that Li Zhao told him all this."

Feng Quji was wrong. Ying Zheng heard Li Zhao's inner voice and told him. Of course, he was the only one who knew about it.

"Li Zhao?" The lieutenant stared at Feng Quji, seeming to dig deeper into the authenticity of this statement.

After the eastward patrol failed to ambush Ying Zheng, Zhang Liang told Xiang Gong about Li Zhao's power. Xiang Gong showed great fear and said that Li Zhao was not as simple as he appeared.

Now it seems that what Mr. Xiang said was not without purpose. Li Zhao's terror has exceeded the scope of imagination. Mr. Xiang comes from the future, so what about the people who make Mr. Xiang afraid? Could it be that he also comes from the future?

The Taiwei's face became paler and paler, a pallor that was caused by excessive fright.

"Okay, let's take a good breath of the fresh air of this world!" Feng Quji pushed the Taiwei away and ordered people to take him away.

After entering Xianyang Prison, all that was left for the Taiwei was death.

At this moment, his heart relaxed a little. The gang members of the bandits were found out, and he and His Majesty no longer had to worry about this matter. The court situation was finally settled, and he finally had time to study the ban on suppressing business.

As for the rebel army, he no longer cared about it.

With such a weapon, the bandit army could not overcome the big waves, but at the next moment, another problem passed through his mind, making him frown.

"Hey! Li Zhao, Li Zhao, how will you and Your Majesty deal with each other from now on?"

Under the city wall, the frantic shouts of killing echoed through the entire mountain forest. Jia Xiong was so frightened that he looked around and was at a loss for a moment.

There was a terrifying black thing before him, but later the Qin army came to kill him, and he was surrounded by enemies on all sides.

"Commander, how many troops do we have left?"

"Back to the general, there are only 20,000, of which 8,000 are seriously injured and 4,000 are slightly injured."

"What?" After hearing this, Jia Xiong retreated, his pupils dilated, and a heavy sense of frustration came to his mind.

He couldn't accept that he led an army of 40,000 to attack Xianyang and had dozens of artillery pieces, but suffered heavy losses before the game was even played.

"Artillery? This is the magic weapon to win. How many are left?"

In despair, he thought of artillery, that horrible thing.

The commander lowered his head and responded in a low voice: "There are still less than ten bodies left?"

Jia Xiong punched the tree stump hard, his eyes as gray as ashes.

There were only less than ten of the dozens left. How could he attack the city and destroy the Qin army?

He knew that the black thing was powerful, but he didn't know that it was powerful enough to destroy the cannon.

The next moment, Wu Shen retreated, his eyes became stern, "So what if there are less than ten? Give me a blast, the south gate only has more than 10,000 troops. We still have 20,000 troops and artillery. I don't believe we can't fight them."

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"As long as we destroy them, Xianyang will still be ours, and we haven't lost yet."

Saying this, Jia Xiong's mood suddenly cheered up.

"No!" The commander accepted the order and immediately made arrangements.

A lot of the gunpowder and projectiles were destroyed, but a small part was left, and the small part was enough.

The other end.

Zhang Han led more than 10,000 troops to fight over, regardless of the fetters of thorns.

"Hoo ho ho!"

The sky-shaking shouts of killing were like waves of heat sweeping over the bandit army.

"Quickly, fire the artillery quickly and let them die without a place to die." Jia Xiong laughed ferociously.

"Xianyang still belongs to us, and my choice will never be wrong."

Bang bang bang!

There were several loud noises, and several artillery pieces ejected projectiles, which shot hard at the Qin army. They fell down when they encountered trees and were destroyed when they encountered people.

Although the projectiles were few, they carried supreme impact and wreaked havoc within hundreds of feet.

Whoosh whoosh!

Then there was a scream, and someone was destroyed by artillery.

"This is their artillery!"

Seeing several iron lumps hitting the soldiers and dozens of them falling down, Zhang Han was shocked and yelled quickly.

Dozens of people were destroyed in such an inexplicable way, and it was so terrifying.

It was his negligence. The general clearly said that artillery was terrifying, but he didn't take it seriously. He shouldn't have! It was the anti-aircraft cannon just now that made him overconfident!

"Quickly retreat, retreat two hundred feet away."

The projectile only hit a few hundred feet before stopping, which proved that its range was only a few hundred feet. As long as it stayed away from this place, it would not pose a threat to them.

After receiving the order, the army quickly retreated. If they were lucky, they could escape the projectile attack, but if they were unlucky, they would be disabled.

Zhang Han made a rough calculation and found that dozens of people were destroyed.

After one wave was launched, a second wave followed, and the number of people destroyed rose to a hundred.

The army also retreated two hundred feet away. The loud noises continued, but as expected, they could no longer shoot here.

"What to do?" Thousands of people will ask.

Zhang Han frowned deeply as he watched the projectiles rolling within hundreds of feet.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation, and he had no good idea at the moment.

I don't know how powerful the grenade is, but I know it can't be thrown that far.

In other words, grenades at such a distance would have no effect. As for attacking forcefully regardless of the projectile attack, there might be a slight chance of victory, but it would give them a miserable victory.
To be continued...