Because he didn't bring the cyclone cannon, nor did his men bring it.
Although the leader of the personal barracks had a broken arm and could not participate, his two subordinates, the Li Hanjiang brothers, were indeed powerful.
There was a bit of unwillingness in his eyes, so he just raised his hands and said, "Please be careful, you two."
In fact, he had done a great job by opening the city gate, but the other party still had the ability to break the door.
But when he thought about it, the opponent's troops were twice as strong as his, and they were also Xiao Langjun's personal soldiers. Thinking of this, he felt balanced.
Li Hanjiang didn't care about what he was thinking. He immediately adjusted the cyclone cannon, started the pedal himself, and Li Hanhe immediately ignited it.
"Whoosh, whoosh!" Their thunderbolt didn't hit the city wall, but exploded on the wall.
Huang Wei couldn't help being surprised when he saw that the other party was using the cyclone cannon again. He didn't expect that it hadn't been sent to the city wall again, so he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating, you must fight back!
The cyclone cannon was already beyond the effective range of the rocks. Huang Wei stretched out his bow and arrows and shot at the cyclone cannon.
With a clanging sound, the swordsmen from the personal barracks cut away Huang Wei's arrows. They wanted to cover their superior's attack.
Wang Yunhua shook his head, this was just a test launch.
Sure enough, Li Hanjiang was adjusting the position of a transmitter, and this time the thunder came up again.
Huang Wei was proudly shooting with his bow and arrows, but he did not expect that these thunderous thunders would be thrown onto the city wall.
Huang Wei and his men tried their best to dodge, but the thunderbolt exploded right next to him.
Huang Wei and his men had no choice but to lose the ability to fight back and kept dodging.
At this time, another cyclone cannon was also put into use, and attacked from both sides.
Seeing that there were no more arrows raining down from above, Wang Yunhua couldn't help but be overjoyed and led his men to charge forward.
Although Huang Wei was not killed in the explosion, his body was severely scarred. He and some of his men leaned on the city wall with their backs.
He originally thought that this thunder was similar to the previous thunder, but he didn't realize how powerful it was until it exploded.
He has seen that this group of officers and soldiers is not large in number. As long as this group of officers and soldiers are killed, the rest of the villagers will naturally retreat.
However, he did not expect that the opponent would actually send the trebuchet through the Eight Immortals Table. At this time, the firearms from outside the inner city finally came into play.
Firearms kept exploding around them, causing his men to fall one after another, including himself, who was also seriously injured.
Not only had he lost all his strength, but more importantly, he had completely lost his confidence.
Seeing Wang Yunhua coming up with a group of men, he immediately took off his sword and long bow, knelt down and presented them.
Wang Yunhua didn't think there was anyone alive above him. Thinking that he had been tortured so much just now, the Hu-killing knife had already been stretched out.
Huang Wei saw that the Hu-killing knife had been extended, closed his eyes, and sighed: "I didn't expect that this is the burial place of the leader of this village."
He finally put the Hu-killing knife into its scabbard, looked at Huang Wei and said, "Although you are evil, you are still citizens of the Song Dynasty. I will tie you up and take you under custody."
Huang Wei understood what Wang Yunhua meant. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill him.
But for the sake of the people of the Song Dynasty, his life was spared.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and if he fell into the hands of the people, he might be beaten to death.
Not only do their copycats charge extremely high protection fees, they also have water prisons.
It is in line with the saying that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil. Huang Zhizhao and his son like to put others in water prisons, and now they also enjoy this treatment.
Not only Huang Zhizhao and his son, but also their sixth commander and other generals were also thrown into water prison.
All of them were pale and almost fainted from fear.
They already know that someone's skin has been soaked to pieces, and now that the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the weather is getting colder and colder, and they don't know if they can survive it.
After Wang Yunhua captured Huang Wei alive, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The pro-army camp captured the village leader, commander, and staff alive. They also captured the young village leader alive.
When the villagers saw the young village leader surrendering, they felt a little regretful and did not vent their hatred on him.
But seeing with their own eyes that Huang Zhizhao, his son, and his men were taken into the water prison, the Semen residents felt balanced.
Zhao Ping came to the village accompanied by Liang Shanqiu and Li Zhihao.
The style of this cottage is really good. It has a mountain peak at its back and a stream in front of it, which made the three people's eyes brighten.
Not only does the village have a stream, but the fields are long and flat.
But what to do if you have land? If you have land, there must be people! This is common sense.
They are under the noses of the barbarians, and this place is not far from Chengdu.
The villagers are very smart. Although these fields are developed, they are blocked by other mountain peaks, and the woods outside remain as green as ever.
If no one takes you in, you will never know that there is a big cottage in the mountains.
The creek has been cleverly designed to turn into a moat, and there is a small lake next to the moat.
Zhao Ping looked at the small lake carefully. It seemed to be artificial. Apparently part of the water passed through ditches to irrigate the fields.
Zhao Ping took a closer look and found that the village had basically cultivated 100,000 acres through slash-and-burn cultivation, but currently only 20,000 to 30,000 acres were under effective cultivation.
After all, the reason is that the water source is insufficient.
A huge waste of manpower and material resources only results in failure to plant. Isn’t this a waste of natural resources?
Guo Jing felt that it was unjust for him to be taken to the water prison, and he kept talking to the escorting soldiers along the way.
Li Hanhe looked at this man in his forties coldly. He had dark skin and looked more like a farmer than a clerk.
"I'm sorry, did you build this water prison?" Li Hanhe said coldly.
Guo Jing couldn't help but be stunned. He had indeed built it himself.
You will sit in the prison of your own cultivation, and you will bear the consequences of your own sins.
Are you saying it's unfair? This water prison was built by myself.
Are you saying that you are not unjust? All the six commanders of the village were imprisoned, how could he be an exception?
It's over, the Mid-Autumn Festival is about to enter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and my life is about to be lost here.
He came to the water prison and kept feeling sorry for himself.
With a "bang" sound, the top cover of the water prison opened.
It's not meal time, is there going to be a trial or beheading? Thinking of this, Guo Jing's face turned pale and his body became verbose.
He thought about it a lot, but he didn't think about going to the execution ground today.
"You're in luck, I want to see you." He was still the same Li Hanhe, but with a smile on his face.
"Young Master wants to see me?" Guo Jing rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Could it be that he was just following orders to build the water prison?
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but ask: "Who is the young man?"
"The young man is Director Zhao of Chengdu Prefecture, and he created the security team." Li Hanhe puffed up his chest proudly, Zhao Ping's mother was from Lijiazhuang.
Guo Jing couldn't help but raise his hand to the outside, the former senior official of Chengdu Prefecture.
As Li Hanhe walked, he looked at the moat and the city wall, and said contemptuously: "It's nothing to attack a small mountain stronghold. Not only were the Hu people wiped out, but even the barbarian commanders were captured."
It turned out to be a master of the art of war. Guo Jing wiped his tears with his long spirit and bowed to the sky: "Thank you to the sky, the Hu people were finally defeated!"
Li Hanhe asked again: "Have you ever heard of "The Theory of War" and "The Way of All Things"?"
"It turns out there isn't. I'm too ignorant. Here you go." As expected, this cottage is extremely closed-off. Even the foreman doesn't know about the "Da Song Zhonghua News".
Guo Jing took it and saw only the first few lines. He was shocked and asked, "Is this also written by Xiao Langjun?"
Seeing Li Hanhe nodding, Guo Jingjing suddenly knelt on the ground with a newspaper and respectfully prayed to the sky: "The emperor is above, the day after tomorrow is below, I, the Song Dynasty, can be saved!"
Li Hanhe looked at him carefully and saw that he was pious and not fake.
Guo Jing got up from the ground, wiped his clothes, wiped his tears and said: "If the Song Dynasty took back Chengdu as soon as possible, why would we hide in the mountains?"
Guo Jing's tone was full of complaints, almost like a resentful woman.
Li Hanhe secretly felt funny and handed him another newspaper and said, "It's not too late now. The Song Dynasty has taken back Xi County."
"Which Western County is it?" Guo Jing was surprised and didn't understand.
"Which other West County is there? Of course it's the West County of Huren Xingyuan Prefecture." Li Hanhe replied calmly.
Guo Jing's outlook was refreshed again, and his expression was almost petrified.
When he came to the artificial lake, he finally met the young man in his heart.
He had no idea that this young man was actually young, not much older than his grandson.
Even though he is so young, that is not something that makes me admire him endlessly.
Zhao Ping took a look at Guo Jing, who looked similar to a farmer. He was indeed a practical person.
After accepting the gift in return, he asked: "Are you responsible for this city and water conservancy?"
Facing Zhao Ping, Guo Jing felt that he was under a lot of pressure. Zhao Ping was almost an all-rounder.
This may be the only place where he can speak. He bowed his hands and said, "I'll report it to Master Zhao. I apologize for the inconvenience that I did poorly."
Zhao Ping glanced around, nodded and said, "We have done a good job, but this lake is a little too small."
Guo Jing didn't dare to ask why he thought my artificial lake was too small. He could only complain in his heart.
"This small lake is not a big problem when there is abundant rainfall, but it will inevitably dry up in drought years." Zhao Ping pointed out the fatal weakness of this artificial small lake at a glance.
Liang Shanqiu fell into deep thought. After all, he had read more of the Four Books and Five Classics.
He looked at Yuanwai Zhu, who looked around.
Li Zhihao glanced around and looked at each other with Member Zhu.
Li Zhihao said: "It is difficult for this small lake to irrigate ten thousand acres, let alone one hundred thousand acres."
They compete with the drought in Wangjiazhuang for water, and feel the pain of water shortage.
Zhu Yuanwai nodded at this time and said: "Indeed, this lake is too small. When there is a drought, the first thing to ensure is that people can drink."
This artificial lake is more for comfort than to fight drought. It is only about two miles in diameter.
Guo Jing looked around. It took a lot of effort to dig out this artificial lake on this mountain.
He rolled his eyes several times, but couldn't think of any better way. He suppressed his displeasure and bowed deeply: "I just want to ask the master for advice on how to build it?"
Zhao Ping pointed to a valley on the right and said: "Gaohu leaves the valley and can support 100,000 acres."
"What?" Actually building a lake in the valley, that is no longer a lake, even a water reservoir can't be described as an exaggeration.
However, this is too difficult and I don’t know how to build it.
