Before the appearance of the Shenji Battalion, the cavalry of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had brought endless disasters to the Ming Dynasty, especially several cities on the northern border. They would be plundered by the cavalry every few years. Until the appearance of Shenji cannons and fire guns, the Northern Zhou Dynasty suffered a lot.

After many secret losses, he restrained himself. The Shenji Battalion had thirty artillery pieces. In the encounter, it was difficult to transport the artillery and the environmental requirements were extremely demanding. The threat to the Northern Zhou Dynasty was not too great, but in the siege battle

, thirty artillery pieces are enough to withstand the attack of thousands of cavalry, especially the deterrence brought by firearms, which is even more difficult to measure in numbers. Therefore, the firearms battalion of the Ming Dynasty became a thorn in the side of the Northern Zhou Dynasty going south. If it can destroy the divine machine

, at the current construction speed, it will not be able to form effective combat effectiveness for at least five years.

Fan Xiaodao was a little angry.

He can tolerate personal grudges, but this kind of behavior is tantamount to treason, which strengthens his belief in capturing Li Zhixing alive. Since Lan Zhili wants to act, let's make a play and have fun with them!

The Niangniang Temple originally covered an area of ​​more than 100 acres and was built very large. Many years ago, the place was very prosperous and prosperous. However, a few years ago, there was a severe drought in the capital, and the abbot of the Niangniang Temple prayed for rain. As a result, he made a mistake while doing something.

The rain did not come as prayed for, but caused a fire. Some people said that it angered the gods, and the number of people who came to serve the incense gradually faded away. Today, there is only one old host and five or six novices, who can barely make ends meet.

Lan Zhili stepped forward and knocked on the door. A middle-aged strong man came to open the door and let out a soft whistle. After a while, two men in black came up from the bottom of the mountain and whispered a few words to the man. Then the man said: "

You're quite honest, come in."

Fan Xiaodao was glad that their whereabouts had always been under the control of the other party. Fortunately, Ding Yi and the others did not follow them, otherwise they might have exposed their secret. The three of them drove the ox cart into the yard, and Lan Zhili said: "Five thousand kilograms of tung oil,

We have delivered as promised, can the grudge between us be over?"

Fan Xiaodao suddenly said: "Excuse me for talking too much, but I don't think your temple is big. I wonder why you need so much tung oil?"

The middle-aged man said: "We use it for bathing, can you take care of it?"

"Of course I can't control it. I'm afraid you might do something else and cause trouble. If the government investigates, it will inevitably implicate our oil shop."

"What trouble?"

Fan Xiaodao said with a smile: "For example, after taking a bath, I was smoking a pipe of dry tobacco and accidentally lit myself on fire. For other things, such as burning the Shenji camp on fire, we can't take care of it."

Zhao Xing has a keen sense of smell. He has smelled a faint odor in the side hall, which is the smell of rotting corpses. Moreover, there are dozens of people hiding in the main hall. It is obvious that these people are Magpie Nest Jiuzhan. It turned out that

The monks in the Niangniang Temple were probably killed by them long ago.

Although the middle-aged man in front of me is dressed as a Central Plains person, he smells of mutton, which is obviously the body odor accumulated from eating mutton for many years. It is very likely that he is also from the north, but his accent has a little Jiangnan flavor, and his tone of voice is similar to

Lan Zhili is somewhat similar, so we can conclude that he must be related to the Jinling Li family.

The people from the six gates did not follow. If they started to fight, they would be hard-pressed to fight with four fists. Before they were too angry, they had to retreat quickly. We would wait until the large troops arrived, so they said: "The goods have been delivered."

,let's go."

The man said: "Wait a minute, maybe you two can be of some help."

"Our mission is to deliver tung oil here, and we don't care about anything else."

The middle-aged man said: "I'm afraid it won't count if you say it."

With a wave of his hand, more than twenty men in black armed with weapons jumped out of the main hall. Although these people were dressed like Central Plains people, their hair styles, eyes, and noses were different from those of Central Plains people. Needless to say, they were

A master of sneaking into the capital during the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

There are more than 200 people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty envoy. These are only the official registered personnel. However, when the envoy travels, they usually lead many business groups and do some trade. These dozens of people should have sneaked in with the group. Logically speaking, they should

Under the control of Jin Yiwei's spies, Xue Yingxiong did not mention these people at the Jingguo Palace today.

Zhao Xing saw this and subconsciously shook the knife in his hand. Fan Xiaodao winked at him, telling him to be calm. After all, Lan Zhili's fox tail had not been exposed yet. He pretended to be panicked and said to Lan Zhili:

"Young Master, do you think this matter is happening?"

Lan Zhili said: "Just do what they want."

Fan Xiaodao thought to himself, before he made his position clear, he sold his own people first, without saying anything, so he had no choice but to accept it.

The middle-aged man said to his subordinates: "Move the things to the backyard."

After a while, the 210-pound oil drum was transported to the backyard. The middle-aged man said to the two of them: "Follow me." The group came to the backyard and saw the situation in the courtyard. Fan Xiaodao couldn't help but take a breath of air.

Five trebuchets are neatly placed in the middle of the backyard, each about one foot high, with winches and tendons as springs. This kind of trebuchet is simple to make and cannot be moved. On flat terrain, it can easily lift a two hundred kilogram weight.

The projectile can be thrown more than three hundred steps, and the Empress Temple is located on a high ground, so it can be easily thrown five hundred steps.

If ignited tung oil is thrown out, the consequences will be disastrous.

Although Fan Xiaodao didn't know where the gunpowder depot of Shenji Camp was, they chose it here, naturally after precise calculations. Shenji Camp was heavily defended, and it would be difficult to sneak into and set fire to the sky, but with this, it was matched with the late autumn

It is not impossible for a wildfire full of weeds to destroy Shenji Camp.

Fan Xiaodao's expression changed greatly, "What help do you want?"

The middle-aged man said: "I want to borrow something from you."

"What?"

"life!"

"Are you going to rebel?"

"It's not us, it's you."

"us?"

Lan Zhili, who had been silent all this time, suddenly smiled, "Yes, it's you."

He came to the middle-aged man, and the man said respectfully: "Fourth Young Master."

Although he had known it for a long time, Fan Xiaodao still looked shocked, "Are you one of theirs?"

Lan Zhili showed an incomprehensible smile, with a confident look, and said calmly: "To be precise, they are my people. I have spent so much effort, laid such a big trap, and invited you here for this very reason.

this moment."

"Why are you colluding with the Northern Zhou people?"

Lan Zhili said: "What about the people of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, what about the people of the Ming Dynasty? Wasn't it the court of the Ming Dynasty that killed my whole family? Now, I want to destroy Shenji Camp. In less than a year, the cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty will break through Yanmen Pass.

, bloodbathed the city of Beijing, and let people named Zhu have a taste of what it was like when my family was destroyed and everyone died!"

Zhao Xing said coldly: "So you should be called Li Zhili instead of Lan Zhili? The so-called Tamu Li is your third brother Li Zhixing, right?"

Lan Zhili, who should be the fourth son of the Li family in Jinling, Li Zhili said: "It doesn't matter to you. I'll tell you about Li Zhixing. Today you went to the Wucheng Military and Horse Division and the Jinyi Guards to investigate the Li family's case.

, it seems that there is nothing to gain. They say that you two are very thoughtful. It seems that the rumors are a bit too true."

Fan Xiaodao was full of anger, looking unwilling to accept it, and said: "Why?"

Li Zhili said: "I have been planning this for a long time. Since the Shenji Camp is going to be burned down, someone has to take the blame. You are the imperial envoys of the Zhu Gou Thief Yudian. What could you do better than having the people you selected destroy your own military camp?"

Is this kind of thing more satisfying?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "So, from the beginning, you were plotting against us."

"good."

"We have no enmity with you, and we are even your savior. Your Jinling Li family is a famous family in the world. If you have a descendant like you who repays kindness with hatred, your ancestors must be ashamed of it!"

Li Zhili said bitterly: "Ancestors? All the ancestral graves of my Jinling Li family were dug up by people named Zhu!"

Zhao Xing asked: "Why us?"

"You are the son of a minister. Your father is stubborn and has ruined the good things of the Northern Zhou Dynasty many times, so he took you with him. As for the real target, it is actually Fan Xiaodao!" Li Zhili laughed loudly, "Who gave you the surname Zhu?

!”

Fan Xiaodao felt a chill in his heart.

He had always suspected that his identity was vaguely related to the murder in the capital more than 20 years ago, but no one, whether it was Song Jingang or Yang Qing, had ever mentioned his life experience to him, and even Xue Yingxiong was only vaguely aware of it.

He had hinted at it once, but now that it was spoken from Lan Zhili's mouth, it undoubtedly confirmed his identity.

It's no wonder that since he entered the capital, both Xue Yingxiong and Zhao Quan in the palace have been helping him intentionally or unintentionally. It must be related to his identity. However, he has never taken this exam.

The conclusion will be drawn only after the secret that kept Song Jingang in the capital is revealed.

Fan Xiaodao said: "My surname is Fan. It was like this before, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future."

"In the future?" Li Zhili said: "I'm afraid there is no chance. After tonight, think about Xiaoshengjianghu, what Bagua Weekly will write, "Shocked, the imperial envoys burned the Shenji Camp and committed suicide out of fear of crime. The truth turned out to be...

",Ha ha!"

Fan Xiaodao said: "How can someone read that kind of rubbish magazine? No one with a little common sense would believe this."

"Have you ever heard of the Goebbels Effect?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "You are confused, Goebbels was not born for another two hundred years."

Zhao Xing was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "It's okay. I guess he has chaos in time and space. Even if he spits out some quantum mechanics, I won't be surprised. The general idea is that if a lie is repeated a thousand times, it will be the truth."

"I didn't expect a mountain villager to know this."

Fan Xiaodao waved his hand, "I can barely keep up with your pace."

Li Zhili said: "I have spent a lot of money to buy the front page of Xiaoshengjianghu. When the bodies of the two of you are found, it will be famous all over the world. It's just this name. I'm afraid it will be infamy for thousands of years. I don't know Zhu Gou."

What would the thief think!"

It's late at night.

The middle-aged man said: "Four young masters are all ready and can project at any time."
To be continued...