Zhao Wujiang watched from the sidelines. Following the description of the text on the memorial, he could already imagine the scene in his mind.
These war beasts in southern Xinjiang should be controlled by Gu insects.
It may be difficult for ordinary Gu insects to control humans who are intelligent, sensitive and complex, but it is not difficult to control those beasts with simple and simple thinking.
The people of Southern Xinjiang rode these ferocious beasts to fight on the battlefield, and they were three points better than Daxia's heavy cavalry.
Daxia also has catapults and crossbows, but they are not of much use against these beasts.
Gu insects are afraid of fire, and Zhao Wujiang's elixirs also appear on the battlefield, but there are also targeted measures in southern Xinjiang.
Waterwheels appeared on the battlefield. Southern Xinjiang has always had a lot of precipitation, and there was an inexhaustible supply of water from rivers, lakes, seas, mountains and rivers. When waterwheels were pushed into the battlefield, Daxia's fire attack also lost its effectiveness.
As for the effect of Zhao Wujiang's elixir, even if it suppressed the Gu insects in southern Xinjiang, these manipulated war beasts had no consciousness and relied on instinct and blood to rush into the battlefield and tear apart the soldiers.
Therefore, in the first battle, Daxia was defeated very quickly, so they had to close the city gates tightly and build defenses with moats and trenches.
"The mountains and forests in southern Xinjiang are dense, and Gu creatures are afraid of fire, but now the fire attack cannot be effective, which is a big problem."
Xuanyuan Jing's eyebrows were cold. Although the first battle was not too important, it was undoubtedly a bit demoralizing and he had to find a way to deal with it.
"What method is used for fire attack?" Zhao Wujiang asked.
The Minister of the Ministry of War spoke from the side:
"The arrows were wrapped in cloth, dipped in pine oil, lit and then shot by the archer."
It's a bit crude... Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a deep voice:
"Are there any other fire attack techniques?"
The Minister of War also said:
"Throwing flint is the same as throwing arrows."
"Are there any other fire attack points?" Zhao Wujiang frowned.
The Minister of War's eyes flashed:
"Yes, but it's difficult to go to war...
It is something that Yan Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry failed to develop. It is made of a mixture of saltpeter, wood, carbon, etc. It is very powerful after being ignited and explodes, but it is extremely unstable and often easily hurts one's own people...
so..."
Xuanyuan Jing frowned. She knew this. Yan Anshen's failed development resulted in the death and injury of nearly ten people in the Ministry of Industry at that time, and the development was stalled as a result.
Saltpeter charcoal? There should be sulfur, right? Zhao Wujiang became more and more profound. What the Minister of the Ministry of War said, no doubt, it should be black powder.
However, even if ordinary people know the raw materials to be configured, the final black powder production will fail because they do not know the proportions.
Yan Anshen, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, was able to develop it to this point, which is already very impressive. Unfortunately, it just fell short of the matching ratio.
Once gunpowder is successfully developed, coupled with the water-resistant stone fat, and put into the battlefield, it will be impossible to resist with the waterwheels and war beasts of southern Xinjiang.
Zhao Wujiang's heart was surging and he said loudly:
"Call the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and the Minister of Taichang Temple, quickly."
The Minister of War was even more confused. Xuanyuan Jing glanced at Zhao Wujiang, knowing that this man must have come up with a clever plan, and said in a deep voice:
"Go quickly!"
"Wei Chen obeys the order..." The Minister of the Ministry of War hurriedly left. He was extremely confused. What was going on?
After the Minister of War left, Xuanyuan Jing asked:
"Have you thought of a solution?"
"Yes." Zhao Wujiang nodded, shook his head and smiled:
"You'll find out later."
