Everyone couldn't help but look towards the Eight Immortals Table.
Sein Fei watched nervously as the barbarians' rockets flew in. This was the real test of the Eight Immortals Table tactics.
"Puff", "Puff", "Puff", the rocket flew like a meteor, but soon fell again.
The officers and soldiers of the security group and the Sichuan Protecting Army couldn't help but cheer, and some even laughed.
Seeing that the majestic rocket of the past failed in front of the table, the majestic archer was suddenly shocked.
Teng Lege couldn't help but be stunned, and the centurion next to him who came up with the idea, Cheng Huang, couldn't help but lower his head.
At this time, a bookkeeper came over. This bookkeeper was Han Chinese, his surname was Zhang Mingliang, and his courtesy name was Kongming.
Seeing that the chief clerk of the security regiment was working, the Hu people also began to arrange a chief clerk in the army. However, this chief clerk was just a formality and was often ridiculed by Hu officers, big and small.
In fact, Zhang Liang has a good background. He belongs to a wealthy family in Shandong, one of the top wealthy families in Shandong.
The Zhang family once produced a captain of ten thousand men, and fought against the famous general Meng Gong, second only to Yue Fei. This shows the status and military capabilities of the Zhang family.
It is a pity that Zhang Liang was not a relegated son, nor a military commander, but a scholar.
If he hadn't seen the Zhang family's status, Teng Lege would have rejected him immediately.
Even if Zhang Liang reluctantly enters this Qianfu, his existence is almost transparent.
He was either laughed at or ignored when he spoke.
At this time, Zhang Liang ignored everyone's ridicule and came to Teng Lege with a feather fan.
He admired Zhuge Liang very much. He happened to have a name called Liang, and he also named himself Kong Ming.
He bowed his hand to Tenleg, thought for a while and said, "General, I suggest you continue to use rockets."
"Idiot, it's useless if you don't see it." Another centurion Keen said, sneering as he treated a fool.
Zhang Liang pointed to the table in the tower with a feather fan: "The reason why this table can block arrows is because it is covered with a layer of material. This material should be extremely elastic to bounce the arrows off."
"The table has been shot through by arrows, at least it must have hit the table." Tenleg looked at the table on the city wall, thought for a while and nodded, "Obviously, it is covered with a layer of something, but what kind of thing is it? "
"It's obviously not iron. Although iron is hard, it is fragile. It cannot be steel or copper, because it doesn't have the luster it should have. I think it should be an extremely soft and elastic thing."
Hearing Zhang Liang's constant showing off, Keith sneered repeatedly, "The water can be said to be extremely soft, but it has no resistance at all."
"Water has no resistance? Which arrow is farther in the air or in the water?" Zhang Liang kept waving some feather fans, forcing those who were close to him to stay away from him.
Keith looked at the flowing water around him and was speechless. It would be good if he could shoot in the water to one-tenth of the distance in the air.
Teng Lege also looked at the calm Han Shui and nodded: "Military advisor, what kind of thing is this? It's not afraid of arrows?"
Hearing Zhang Liang say this, he was indeed different from their pure generals, and he unknowingly turned his chief secretary into a military advisor.
"Softness can overcome hardness, and a drop of water can penetrate a stone." Zhang Liang thought for a while and kept guessing, "The table is not covered with iron or anything, so it is obviously a soft thing with great elasticity."
He could only say that it was an extremely elastic and soft thing. After all, he was not Zhao Ping, so he couldn't guess what it was.
However, this person is quite powerful, and the guess is not far from the truth.
However, every other line is like a mountain, and this layer of mountain is the key.
Zhang Liang was even thinking about whether he could find out the secret of this table being able to defend against arrows and even rockets through the hands of barbarians.
"I don't care what this thing is for the moment. How to solve this thing that is covered on the table now?" Teng Lege asked anxiously.
The Hu people judge their achievements based on their military exploits. Now that he had spent an hour and a large amount of arrows and vegetable oil, he had not accomplished anything, and he felt like crying.
Zhang Liang was thinking deeply while looking at the table in the tower.
Now there are no Hu people to oppose Zhang Liang. They have no choice but to pin their only hope on Zhang Liang.
After pondering for a while, Zhang Liang said something: "Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Only water and earth are not afraid of fire. Even gold is afraid of fire at high temperatures. The surface of this table is obviously not earth or stone. This kind of thing should be added." water!"
Teng Lege, Keith and Cheng Huang thought for a while and couldn't help but look at Zhang Liang with admiration.
"Since water has been added to this thing, although it is not afraid of fire for the time being, it will still be afraid of fire after a long time. Keep shooting arrows. If there are more arrows, wipe the water dry and they will naturally light up." Zhang Liang pointed to the table on the city wall with a feather fan. It has the flavor of giving guidance to the country.
Keith and Cheng Huang looked at each other, and Keith said coldly: "Zhang Liang, rockets are very expensive, and they will be gone after they are used up."
He really called Zhang Hong by his name, which was obviously extremely rude.
The other centurions looked at Tenlege, obviously hoping that he would make up his mind.
Tenleg thought for a moment and realized that he had no real solution, and what Zhang Liang said made sense. He nodded and asked his men to continue using rockets.
Amidst the sound of the horns of the Hu people's soldiers, the Hu people steeled themselves and fired rockets at the city wall again.
When Song Fei saw it, he couldn't help being shocked and said to Tan Xing: "When did these barbarians become smarter? They don't know how to act recklessly."
"The Hu people obviously don't have such masters. It should be the Han people's idea." Tan Xing thought for a while and looked at the Hu people in front of him.
Feng Yongcheng pointed at a man from Hu who was holding a feather fan and wearing a Jinxian crown. He spat and said, "Bah, this is obviously a traitor. He is dressed like a mad man, but he even wants to imitate Kong Ming's dress. Kong Ming can also do it." Can these traitors imitate them?"
Since Zhao Ping called those who took refuge with the Hu people as traitors, the term "traitor" became popular.
After hearing the word "traitor", everyone thought that he was indeed a traitor of the Han people, which was just right.
"Human rockets keep coming, what should we do?" Seeing the rockets keep coming, Sein Fei couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"Although there is water in the quilt on the table, if there are too many rockets, it will dry out easily. The best way to protect it is to continue adding water." Tan Xing nodded and asked with a frown, "But the quilt is placed outside the Eight Immortals Table. How can I add water?"
Feng Yongcheng looked calm, looked at Huang Xiaoniu, stroked the beard on his chin, and said: "This method was thought up by Commander Huang, and there should be another way to predict the score."
Song Fei and Tan Xing looked at each other, nodded, and looked at Huang Xiaoniu without blinking to see what he could do.
Huang Xiaoniu ordered the soldiers to keep watering the table, and also ordered the soldiers to prepare the new Eight Immortals table.
Feng Yongcheng nodded and said: "Zhang Huang is obviously prepared with both hands. He is also worried that the Eight Immortals Table will not last long. Oops, the Eight Immortals Table is on fire."
Sure enough, under the constant fire from the barbarians, some of the Eight Immortals tables began to burn.
Although some of the Eight Immortals tables had begun to burn, the soldier holding the legs of the tables did not give up and threw them away. The soldiers around him also tried their best to water the tables with gourds.
This is a struggle between fuel and water, and a struggle between the soldiers of the Song Dynasty and the archers and cavalry of the Hu people.
There are more and more rockets on the Eight Immortals Table, bringing more and more fuel.
The soldiers of the Song Dynasty had to use water ladles, and it was difficult to water them across the table despite arrows. Obviously, the amount of water did not count the number of rockets, and the flames on the Eight Immortals Table became bigger and bigger.
Seeing that the Eight Immortals table was in an irreparable situation, Huang Xiaoniu shouted: "Throw it away and replace it with a new table. Let's see if there are more rockets from barbarians or tables like mine."
"The cost of the Eight Immortals table is extremely cheap, you can get as much as you want." At this point, Huang Xiaoniu added.
The soldiers of the security group were a little depressed, but they couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
The Eight Immortals table is extremely cheap to make, and with the quilt, it's just the same at most, and it's still a little bit fancy.
On the contrary, the barbarians would have to use dozens of rockets to set the Eight Immortals Table on fire, which would cost at least ten rockets.
The security team soldiers who had been prepared for a long time raised the Eight Immortals Table high, ready to replace the soldiers in front.
But something unexpected happened, and these soldiers did not throw away the Eight Immortals Table immediately.
Tan Xing saw the security guards still holding the burning Eight Immortals table and shouted: "Danger, danger, throw it away quickly."
But as soon as he said the words, Seinfeld stopped him.
Tan Xing suddenly didn't understand why Sein Fei wanted to stop him from shouting.
They looked at the burning Eight Immortals table. It wasn't until the entire tabletop was burning that the security team reluctantly threw it away.
Feng Yongcheng nodded and said: "This is the right thing to do. Only the security team knows the secret of the Eight Immortals Table's defense against arrows, and barbarians must not let the secret be discovered."
Tan Xing bowed his hand to Sein Fei to express his gratitude.
Seinfeld shook his head, indicating that you're welcome.
Seeing the table on the wall finally burning up, Teng Lege couldn't help laughing.
Many of the barbarian archers had their arms sore and numb. Now that they finally saw the results of the battle, some of the barbarians started shouting.
Tenleg pushed the drummer away and beat the drum himself. The trumpeter also puffed up his cheeks and blew the horns vigorously.
The barbarian archers and cavalry were in high spirits and took turns in the battle, firing rockets at the city wall with all their strength.
After playing the drum, Tenleg wiped the sweat from his head.
He came to Zhang Liang's side, slightly cupped his hands, indicating that he had saluted, and said: "The military advisor is amazing. He broke the Nanman's table formation. I will credit the military advisor with a meritorious service."
It was just a gesture. In fact, he was very rude to Zhang Liang. He directly addressed him as "I" instead of "I".
How could Zhang Liang dare to accept his salute? He hurriedly dodged and returned the salute, saying he didn't dare.
Teng Lege was just trying to put money on his face. He didn't break the Eight Immortals Table Formation of the security group at all.
Teng Lege's only contribution is to find a way to deal with it.
Zhang Liang smiled bitterly and shook his head. Although his method was partially effective in dealing with the table formation, it was extremely costly.
He calculated that they would have to pay at least ten times the price to destroy one of the other party's tables.
If this war is fought this way, the Hu people will go bankrupt sooner or later.
He looked ahead and said to a captain of ten thousand men: "Is there an unburnt table?"
This centurion was none other than Cheng Huang. He looked at Zhang Liang and bowed respectfully.
Zhang Liang not only rescued him, but also actually found a way to deal with the security group's table array.
Cheng Huang looked at the table that had fallen from the wall and saw that it had almost turned into charcoal under the raging fire.
"The military advisor is really powerful. The tables of the Southern Barbarians have been burned." Cheng Huang was extremely impressed and said with a deep salute.
In his eyes, no matter how powerful the security team is, the military strategist will still find a way to deal with it.
Zhang Liang returned the gift with a wry smile, and said in a bitter tone: "I hope to see a better-secured table."
"Grandmaster, the Nanman table has obviously been completely burned. Don't the military counselors hope that the table will not burn?" Hearing that Zhang Liang was looking for a intact table, couldn't he dislike the Khanate's rockets?
"The general misunderstood. I hope to prevent the other party from burning the table because it can find the secret of defense against arrows." Zhang Liang hurriedly explained, otherwise he would be misunderstood by the barbarians and be killed. deal with.
The other party is obviously a centurion, how can he be called a general? He has to be careful
"I misunderstood the military advisor and deserved a beating." After saying this, Cheng Huang was about to slap himself.
Zhang Liang hurriedly resisted the strong odor of the other party, took Cheng Huang's right hand and said: "The general also has good intentions, there is no misunderstanding."
Cheng Huang had no intention of slapping him in the first place, but when he saw the other party's behavior, it just went downhill.
At this time, Cheng Huang and other centurions also saw that although their bows and cavalry continued to fire, the opponent's table was burning.
But the price is huge, and it takes a long time to burn the Eight Immortals Table.
Feng Yongcheng saw that his Eight Immortals Table was constantly being burned, and occasionally soldiers were injured by arrows.
"If you don't let go after being beaten, you still have the character of the security team, shooting arrows." Feng Yongcheng couldn't help but get angry.
Sein Fei beat the war drum himself, while Tan Xing held a long bow.
He had already spotted the traitor, drew his bow like a full moon, exhaled loudly, and shot towards Zhang Liang.
Hearing the sound of arrows, Cheng Huang couldn't help shouting: "Not good!"
