Le Jin was very excited.

Because he finally wants to use gunpowder in the battle formation, he may be the first person Cao's army is using gunpowder!

People in Shandong finally realized that this world was not always the boss. Especially after the General Fei Qian of the Cavalry developed gunpowder, the landlords with the fort as the system felt fear.

Originally, the lifelong pursuit of these landlords of all sizes was to build a stable turtle shell, and then the family could huddle in the turtle shell like a local emperor, lying on the surrounding lower-class people for generations to suck blood. Therefore, what these landlords of all sizes hope for is the eternal method of small peasant economy.

"The law of ancestors is not easy!"

Unfortunately, the roar of gunpowder exploded the turtle shells of these people, shattered the dreams of these landlord classes in Shandong, and made them face the cold wind of the little glacier, and truly felt the blade hanging on their own heads.

Therefore, when it comes to gunpowder, the attitudes of these large and small landlord classes are very subtle...

Le Jin's elite soldiers escorted gunpowder, grabbed the fatigue period of Huguan Pass, and rushed into the city gate of Huguan Pass.

Obviously, Le Jin wanted to reinterpret the drama of Fei Qian using gunpowder to break Yangcheng again.

Le Jin was looking forward, and his arms were trembling slightly excited. He stared at the city gate of Huguan Pass. He saw his men rushing in, then rushed out again, hiding on both sides of the door...

"Pulu..."

A huge butt sound came out from the Huguan Pass city gate, and then a thick black smoke came out, raising a gorgeous fire, which made almost everyone in the city and under the city dull.

Le Jin shook his head, almost unable to believe his senses. He was unwilling to believe what he saw or what he heard.

That's it?

What about that shocking roar?

What about the power of a mountain collapse and a ground break?

At once……

this……

Jia Qu on the top of Huguan City was also startled, and then when he saw this, he couldn't help laughing. The defenders on the walls of Huguan also laughed together, just like Cao Jun presented a hilarious comedy to Jia Qu and others.

Facing the "comedian", it seems that he can be more tolerant. Seeing that the elite Lejin and the soldiers escorting gunpowder did not achieve the expected effect, they stood under the city for a moment without receiving an attack on the city, because the defenders on the city were all laughing and trembling, and even Zhang Gong was not sure.

Jia Qu thought that Le Jin and others would use gunpowder, but Jia Qu did not expect that the gunpowder quality of Le Jin and others was so poor!

Even an effective blast cannot be achieved!

Can this be considered gunpowder?

While feeling the irrepressible joy, Jia Qu also understood that this time the blast of gunpowder may not be exempted from damage next time. He ordered people to prepare stones, sand and soil to check the city gate holes and other relatively weak links to block the blockade.

Compared to Jia Qu's orderly manner, Le Jin almost escaped from his anger.

Le Jin grabbed the gunpowder soldier who had rolled and crawled back and almost carried him off the ground, "How could Fei Si? Why is this happening? What did you do?"

Le Jin clearly remembers the first time he saw Cao Cao take out his gunpowder, those stone strips that were jumped away, and the simulated city gate hole that was blown down...

But why is this happening now?!

Why is it just a fucking sound?!

Unfortunately, the gunpowder soldiers in Cao's army could not give Le Jin any answers, because even the gunpowder soldiers were confused.

All his behaviors were done according to previous requirements and standards. Why? It was not like this before. The power of gunpowder may not be as powerful as the Guanzhong original version, but it doesn't look like a bullshit...

Le Jin stared at the gunpowder soldiers with blood-red eyes. Seeing that he couldn't speak, he pushed his hands directly and threw the gunpowder soldiers to the ground, then pulled out the battle knife and slashed the head.

Gunpowder is like a fart, and someone always needs to take responsibility, but he shouldn't have been happy to take it?!

『How much gunpowder is left?!" Le Jin shouted, 『Investigate! Check the gunpowder situation immediately!』

Soon, the confidant guard returned with a slightly weird and distorted expression and whispered in Le Jin's ear: "The master... the gunpowder... was damp... the surface was dry, but the bottom... and it seemed... slightly different from before..."

As soon as Le Jin's eyes were fixed, he felt a buzzing sound in his head. It seemed that all the sounds on the battlefield had been several times louder, and it poured into his ears, making him dizzy and a little uncomfortable.

"Where is Ma Junhou?!" Le Jin shook his head and turned his head to shout.

Previously, Le Jin sent Ma Junhou to Yangchan Sakura Road to receive the escort of the baggage and grain transport team, and there was gunpowder used this time in the baggage and grain transport team!

"Ma Junhou...Ma Junhou is there..." Some Cao's soldiers raised their arms and pointed at the city at Huguan Pass tremblingly.

Le Jin turned his head and looked at it. Just next to a collapsed cloud ladder not far below the city, Ma Junhou sat there, his head, face and chest covered with almost dry blood, and he was obviously dead.

Le Jin suddenly felt a trace of bone-permeable chill, and rushed straight from the soles of his feet.

...

...

The autumn harvests in Yuzhou since the beginning of this year are still good overall.

Although there were a little disputes among the top officials of the court, the ordinary people still paid the most attention to the food for one day. As the first snow fell, many ordinary people in Yuzhou finally took a breath and could justify the two days of winter leisure.

In winter, almost all ordinary people who mainly farm, have only a leisurely and happy time throughout the year, except for some coldness. However, in winter, it is not really idle, but just no need to go to the ground to cultivate every day. Many people have begun to wonder whether to repair the air-lost straw huts in their homes, or to revise some fences in front of and behind the houses...

Living in Yuzhou is already good, at least compared to Xuzhou Qingzhou, there is still some hope of living.

In the chaotic times, everyone has more or less a shadow of the past in their hearts.

The situation in all aspects is unclear, the princes are fighting each other, and the Han Dynasty itself cannot be considered very good in productivity. Even the people who want to farm down and simply are often interrupted and destroyed by sudden wars. Even if they work hard for a year, the crops planted may not have a good result. Whether people are killed or food is robbed, they have become a "normal".

I believe that if Confucius saw the current situation again, he would have to sigh again, "moral collapse", or something, but no one would choose to use a knife to steal others from birth, especially for ordinary people, they often cannot survive steadily. Their hard work can only be a year of shattered dreams, hopes are lost, and they lose all hope when they are hungry. Isn't it just that they are left to move towards the direction of chaos?

The docks first appeared, which was originally an instinctive need of these ordinary people. No one wanted to work hard, but was plundered by others. However, with the development of the times, the docks gradually changed from the role of protectors to the shackles tied to ordinary people's feet...

『Chang, dingchang...』

The sound of the gong sounded harshly.

"All stand!"

"Stand up! Listen to the county magistrate's lecture!"

There are a row of officials in the government, who is standing, wearing gauze robes or wearing simple leather armor.

Soon, the group came up.

"Everyone listens. Now the Han Dynasty is in a difficult situation and needs everyone's support!" A middle-aged man with a righteous and arrogant look, wearing a brocade robe, said loudly, "All people are the people of the Han Dynasty, and they should respond to the urgent needs of the court, think what the government wants, and contribute all their strength to the long-term stability of the Han Dynasty and the return of unification!"

The voice of brocade clothes on the stage was loud and righteous.

The audience whispered to each other and chatted.

But whether on stage or off stage, the sound is so noisy and harsh.

『What does this mean?』

"Anyway, I must have money and food again, so I'll just say something...

"That's right, we're going to work hard, tiring, dirty work, and then when something goes wrong, we're the one who doesn't do well, either punishing or beating, but these birds have nothing to do...'

"Shut up!"

"You want to die? Can you say this...?"

...

...

Night fell in Xu County.

The dark colors swallowed everything.

Xun Yun carried a lantern and walked forward in the corridor.

In the night, all the scenes are different from those of a hundred days.

There must be shadows when there is light. Light is near, but the shadow spreads far away. Objects near are obedient and upright under the light, while their shadows are spreading their teeth and claws in the distance and are reveling freely.

Xun Yun walked forward, as if he was stepping on the brilliance of the lantern, and as if he was about to walk into the darkness.

At this moment, all the items in this world, including ordinary houses, stones, and wooden pillars during the day, seemed to be unable to tell what they were, their true appearance and original appearance.

Xun Yun looked up and saw that there were lights in the main hall.

Xun Yu was sitting in the hall, with piles of simple writings around him, as if he had never diminished from Xun Yun's memory.

"My father..." Xun Yun put the lantern aside, then stepped forward, lifted up the front of the robe and knelt down, "Children, please...May father is safe..."

"Oh. An." Xun Yu just looked up and then nodded, "Have you been there with your mother?"

"I've been there." Xun Yun replied.

Xun Yu nodded, still approving the writing. After a while, he noticed that Xun Yun did not say goodbye after the morning and evening as usual, but was still kneeling on the spot, and frowned slightly, "Yun'er, what else is there?"

Xun Yun was silent for a while and kowtowed, "My father... there are rumors in the city now..."

"What did you say?" Xun Yu put down his writing.

『Say yes...』 Xun Yun hesitated for a moment, but soon whispered, 『Speaking that my father... was greedy for power, wealth, and was indifferent to the country's ethics, and even poisoned the people and plundered them wantonly... He said that the order to collect money and grain was promoted by his father in the court, and he even ignored the public's resentment and punished many loyal and kind people...』

Xun Yu took a deep breath, then looked at Xun Yun, "What do you think?"

Xun Yun raised his head, his eyes flashing brightly, "I believe my father is not such a person!"

"That kind of person?" Xun Yu asked.

"My father is definitely not a person who ignores the country and the people's lives and death!" Xun Yun said loudly.
To be continued...