Sulfur is something that can ignite fire, although there is nothing that can burn on this rammed earth city wall so far.
But after all, there are so many soldiers standing here. If they were to be set on fire, it would probably cause a lot of chaos to them.
"It seems to be the smell coming from that thing!"
After hearing Cui Xiushi's words, several soldiers standing around him immediately checked their surroundings.
"No, throw that thing out of here!"
Although Cui Xiushi didn't know what this thing was for, the Han army spent so much effort throwing them over. It was obvious that this thing should be a weapon of the Han army.
Thinking about the thunder-like sound made by the Han army just now, he immediately felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
But now, his reaction is too slow.
"boom--"
A violent explosion sounded directly less than five feet away from Cui Xiushi.
This may be the closest Cui Xiushi has come to death in her life. He was knocked to the ground by a huge wave of air before he even realized what was going on.
This explosion was like a horn of attack, followed by a burst of continuous explosions.
The soldiers of Wei's North Korea had never seen such weapons, so they had no idea how to defend themselves against such weapons.
In addition to about 20 kilograms of granular gunpowder, each explosive bag was also filled with a large number of iron nails and other things.
The moment the gunpowder exploded, the iron nails wrapped inside began to scatter around with a terrifying force.
Driven by gunpowder, the lethality of these iron nails was not inferior to arrows fired by crossbows.
Basically, any animal within a three-foot radius would be immediately hit with a penetrating wound.
After the explosion stopped, the sound of wailing could be heard everywhere behind the entire rammed earth city wall.
But that wasn't the scariest thing. He didn't realize it until Cui Xiushi finally stood up again.
The city wall they had spent so much effort to build had actually been blown open with several huge gaps.
"Come here, get the entire army to kill us!"
After many years of military career, Cui Xiuzhi made the right decision the first time.
However, genius tactics also need someone to execute them.
The soldiers of Wei's North Korea had been directly stunned by the sudden explosion just now.
Where can they gather at this moment?
The Han army would not give them a chance to breathe. After the round of shooting just now, the soldiers in the firearms battalion immediately made adjustments.
When Cui Xiushi was roaring, wanting his lieutenants to help him organize the army, the second round of explosives had already fallen on their heads.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"boom--"
A violent explosion sounded again, and under the fear of death, soldiers were already preparing to flee.
Fear is contagious, especially when faced with an attack they simply don't understand.
"They are the devil's messengers! They are the devil's messengers!"
Similar to those ignorant peoples on the grassland, the vast majority of people in Wei's North Korea also believe in shamanism.
In the face of gunpowder weapons that they could not understand at all, they immediately attributed everything to gods and ghosts.
A casual shout from a frightened soldier completely ignited that terrifying emotion.
Cui Xiushi didn't even have time to issue any general orders. His soldiers had already begun to flee on a large scale.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Look at those soldiers who can only flee in confusion, and then look at the Han troops who are waiting in full formation.
The disheveled Cui Xiushi stood there helplessly and let out a sad laugh.
Is this the battle between Wei's North Korea and the Han army?
Now he completely understood it. No wonder those Han troops had been here for so many days, but they still watched him foolishly building the city wall here.
After talking for a long time, the city wall he built was just a naked joke in front of others.
In vain, he had always thought that it was because of the strength of his side that the Han soldiers did not dare to act rashly for a while.
At this time, he has completely understood two idioms, one is called sitting in a well and looking at the sky, and the other is called summer insects cannot speak of ice...
"General, let's retreat quickly."
Seeing that the soldiers had begun to flee, and now they were defeated like a mountain, and they were unable to stop them, the guards around Cui Xiushi hurriedly said to Cui Xiushi.
"Withdraw? Where to retreat? In the face of such weapons, what can we do even if we escape to the ends of the earth?"
Cui Xiushi sat on the ground slumped. The pride in the past was more like a silent irony to him now.
He always thought that he should be regarded as a famous general, even compared with the generals of the Han Dynasty, he should not be inferior.
After hearing about the Huns' successive defeats, he even thought for a time that the reason why the Huns failed was because their leader and leading general were too stupid.
Only now did he understand that the failure of the Huns was not because they were too stupid, but because these Han troops were too strong.
"This battle is really boring..."
From a distance, Yuan Qing suddenly felt his spirits waning as he saw the soldiers from Wei's North Korea actually starting to flee.
Ever since gunpowder weapons became popular, fighting seemed to have suddenly changed.
Although the speed at which they achieved victory had been greatly improved, Yuan Qing suddenly felt that this battle was becoming increasingly boring.
Before this, the white knife came in and the red knife came out, and the two sides fought back and forth.
Such a bloody battlefield is the real battlefield in his mind.
However, he himself also understands that I am afraid that battlefields like this will no longer exist from now on.
"Master Marquis, let's chase them quickly. If we don't chase them, those turtle bastards will go somewhere."
Zhong Liyan did not have as many emotions as Yuan Qing, and his words also expressed the feelings of most soldiers.
They don't have so many heroic plots, they just think about the enemy's head.
At this time, those enemies have long been frightened.
As long as we can catch up with them, give them a stabbing blow, and take them back to Chang'an City, that's 20 copper coins.
In their eyes, the soldiers of Wei's North Korea who are running all over the mountains and fields are not enemies, they are walking 20 strings of money!
