Ten red-clothed cannons lined up in a row, with dark and ferocious cannons and shiny cannon bodies. This is an epoch-making product. The cannons that appeared in the Ming Dynasty came to the Tang Dynasty ahead of schedule. Regardless of the combat effectiveness of the red-clothed cannon, the cannon body weighing thousands of pounds alone gives people an extremely strong confidence and confidence.

However, Han Yue knew that the effect of cannons hitting cavalry is not ideal. After all, this thing is just a backward earth cannon. Solid shells rely on huge penetration force to kill the enemy. After landing, one cannon cannon will be one pit, but the explosion point will not be very large. In short, red cannons are suitable for defending the city, but they are not good at fighting cavalry.

The mobility of cavalry is too strong, especially the Turks of this era. They have grown up on horseback almost since childhood, and have a skilled equestrian skills and are unparalleled in the world. As long as the solid bullet of the cannon cannot hit them directly, they can completely avoid them with flexible equestrian skills.

If you want to defeat a cavalry with cannons, you will use all bursting flower bullets.

But the cost of bursting flowering bullets is too expensive!

The exchange price of this thing in the Qinglian system is as high as twenty strands of luck per piece, and the price will double for every ten more pieces. This tricky setting is mainly to limit the appearance of too many epoch-making products, but it makes Han Yue cry.

He has been devoted to developing for so long, but he has only accumulated more than a thousand luck. He almost lost everything by exchanging red cannons. Where can he have spare money to exchange for shells?

Han Yue was really poor, so poor that he had the system in hand, but he could only stare at a large number of high-heat weapons in a daze. Fortunately, the system was quite conscientious. When he exchanged the cannons, he gave each ball a bursting flower bullet, otherwise Han Yue would really curse.

There are only ten flowering bullets, and the rest are solid bullets cast by pig iron eggs, which are placed in black into a small hill. Such firepower is completely enough to attack a bandit's nest, but it is a bit in large-scale combat. It is not that the lethality is not enough, but that there are too many enemies.

So, I have to think of some other solutions.

Han Yue chose a landmine!

Landmines made by local law...

Landmines have almost no technical content, and anyone can make them as long as there is gunpowder.

In particular, the requirements for land mines are even simpler. First, find a stone to dig the inside, then fill it with gunpowder, and finally add a little bit of explosives that trigger the ignition. A land mine is completed instantly.

If someone is a little darker in his heart, he can also fill the stone with some gravel, iron and other things. Hehehe, everyone probably understands the reason for doing this. Once the mine explodes, it will be blooming all over the sky. How cool is the effect?

The only difficulty for the ancients to create landmines was gunpowder, and secondly, the lack of innovative consciousness in this area. But these two difficulties were not a problem in front of Han Yue. Although he did not know how to make gunpowder, he had a system. He only spent fifty strands of luck to exchange the formula, which was nothing more than the ratio of saltpeter and charcoal. As long as he mastered it, it would be as simple as breaking a layer of window paper.

As for the issue of innovation awareness, does Han Yue need it?

There was a movie called Landmine Warfare in later generations. The various landmines that appeared there were so many imaginations. Just a few memories would be enough for Han Yue to eat for most of his life.

Cheng Chumo was so impressed that he was so impressed!

The guy squatted next to a cannon, holding a mine the size of his head in both hands and chuckled, "Brother, look at my brother's invincible explosion thunder, is it still majestic?"

Han Yue glanced at him without saying anything.

There is no way, I am angry.

He taught Cheng Chumo a total of two kinds of knowledge the night before yesterday: one is the adjustment and firing of red-clothed cannons, and the other is how to create landmines. Cheng Chumo has no feelings about cannon adjustment, but he only has a special liking for local mines. I don’t know if this guy is psychopathic by Lao Cheng for many years or is born with a dark mentality. As soon as he learned local mines, he immediately opened up his mind and developed several disgusting thunder species in just two days.

For example, the invincible explosion thunder he is holding now is not only three rounds larger than the mines made by the villagers, but also the explosives are filled to death, so the dosage can no longer be described as sufficient.

There are also fillers. The people who make mines filled with stones. Cheng Chumo has money to squander, so he replaced them all with sharp caltrops. In addition to caltrops, there are also flying knives, sleeve arrows, iron sand, and embroidery needles...

Han Yue couldn't help but tremble, his eyes fell on Cheng Chumo's invincible explosion thunder, and he always felt that its owner was not a good bird.

Everything was stuffed into it, and a landmine was a hodgepodge. Cheng Chumo was still very bad. The landmines with so many fillers were completely destined, and everything was poisoned. These days, the crane red and arsenic were not cheap, but Cheng Chumo cruelly bought ten kilograms and used them all. Han Yue could only say that I was Cao.

Cheng Chumo made a hundred pieces of invincible explosions, all of which were ruthless things that cost a lot, but only wanted to kill huge amounts. This was only affordable for the Cheng family, and the villagers under Han Yue did not have the financial resources.

"Good brother, please tell me quickly. Is this landmine still majestic?" Cheng Chumo was still relentlessly, and asked Han Yue to give an evaluation.

This guy has lived in the shadow of Lao Cheng since he was a child and rarely has the opportunity to accomplish a feat by himself. This time he created a landmine and really feels that life is full of hope.

Han Yue glanced at him and saw that this guy was full of expectations and couldn't bear to mock him for being black-bellied, so he stretched out his hand and praised: "Very good, invincible explosion thunder, unparalleled in the world!"

"Hahaha!" Cheng Chumo laughed exaggeratedly, and suddenly his legs slammed on the ground, making a beautiful backflip, and his face was full of excitement.

Seeing the sworn brothers so happy, Han Yue felt a little relaxed. He was infected by Cheng Chumo's emotions and a smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, Cheng Chumo suddenly came up again. The guy first looked around sneakily, then lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Brother, do you know? Last night, my brother didn't sleep all night and invented another landmine. Hehehehe, this landmine is amazing."

"Another invented?" Han Yue was a little dazed. He found that the word was still what he taught Cheng Chumo. However, he was not interested in this now, but was curious by Cheng Chumo's imagination. He couldn't help but say, "What kind of weird thing is this time? It won't be an invincible explosion thunder!"

"Ha!" Cheng Chumo smiled proudly and said proudly: "It's much more powerful than the invincible explosion!" He glanced at Han Yue, suddenly reached into his arms, took out a fist-sized thing, and smiled wickedly: "The mines you taught must be buried underground. If the enemy does not pass through it, it will be useless. This one that my brother invented is not needed. Just pull the string and throw it out, and it will explode in the blink of an eye. Hehe, it's amazing!"

"I Cao!" Han Yue was completely stunned!

This is not a landmine, it is clearly a copy of the local grenade.

Cheng Chumo seemed to be naturally sensitive to thermal weapons. Han Yue only taught him landmines, but he created grenades. In order to prevent the power from being insufficient after the explosion, this guy actually used a saw to make many deep grooves on the surface of the grenade. This was completely the practice of melon grenades in later generations. Han Yue couldn't accept it.

He glanced at the proud Cheng Chumo, then at the grenade made of pig iron in the other party's hand, and really wanted to ask carefully: Brother Cheng, have you also traveled through time? Have you been in Syria before coming, and what is the phone number?

If you have such a product, you can attack the invincible explosion thunder and grenades. I don’t know how the Turks will be blown to the point of crying.

Han Yue suddenly looked forward to the upcoming scene.

Turkic people, come quickly. My brother’s grenade is already hungry and thirsty. You can’t do it if you don’t blow it up!
Chapter completed!