The rebels were good at defending with firearms, but in the face of powerful firepower offensives and regular army attacks, they could only be considered a group of mobs. Therefore, Yu Zhong quickly followed the troops to the Lionball Ridge. At this time, the vanguard led by Yang Yuan was already chasing the fleeing rebels. This is also the reason why Yu Zhongfei had to wait until dawn to launch again: the Qing army was not familiar with the geography behind the Lionball Ridge, and if it attacked when it was dark, it would definitely take a lot of trouble.

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"Excellent, really amazing..."

In the camp of the rebels in the Lion Ball Ridge, Yu Zhong rubbed the part of the fire that was left by the rebels in the back camp and was not hit by artillery fire and sighed repeatedly.

"Sir, what's wrong with this fire?" Yinzhen also looked at these fire, not sure why.

"These fires are granular. Brother, have you seen this kind of fires before?" Yu Zhong asked.

"I haven't noticed this! Is there any difference?" Yinzhen shook his head and asked.

"Of course different. The fires used in the Qing Dynasty were all powdery. In terms of power, they were much worse than this fire!" Yu Zhong poured out the fires in his hand, clapped his hands, and then explained: "Fire is made of three items: nitrate, sulfur and charcoal. These three items will only produce more powerful fires under the best ratio. After this best ratio fires are made, they will appear granular."

"It seems that this group of traitors really have a lot of good things in their hands!" Yinjie's face looked a little ugly.

"It's more than a good thing! Look at this again..." Yu Zhong stood up, took Yinzhen to a simple wooden box, uncovered the lid, pointed to the shells inside, and said to him: "Brother, do you know what this is?"

"Isn't this a shell?" Yinzhen asked.

"Of course it's a shell, but this is a flowering shell!" Yu Zhong said solemnly.

"Blooming bullets? How did these traitors have this?... Sir, how did you see it? Is it because of this bulge?" Yinzhen reached out and picked up a shell from the box, looked carefully and then, then looked up at Yu Zhong and asked.

"Yes! Look at this iron bullet, there is a protruding platform on the surface, and there is a tiny round hole in the middle of the table. In fact, this hole is used to hold the 'medicine twist' to detonate..." Yu Zhong sighed, "This is the craft of the previous Ming Dynasty!"

"Foreign light?"

"I didn't expect it? Actually, we didn't think of it before." Yu Zhong pursed his lips and kept slapping the box that opened the flower bullets, sighing: "At the time when Fengtian Admiral Sabusu and Fei Lao Fei cast guns in Fengtian, they took advantage of the time they went to the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War to search for information when they came to Beijing to see each other. They were originally looking for records by Dai Zi, a famous firearm artist in this dynasty, but they did not expect that they would find out a lot of firearm manufacturing methods from the former Ming Dynasty. It was really a variety of things, and there were all kinds of... Just in terms of cannon shells, flowering bullets, blasting bullets, grape bullets, solid bullets... there are no shortages of any kind! Moreover, it is not small. Most of the artillery we use now are improved based on these records, but even so, there are many techniques we can't do yet."

"...Yes, the artillery of the former Ming Dynasty was indeed powerful. Otherwise, Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming, who had the art of making artillery, surrendered to our Qing Dynasty, which gave us the powerful weapon to attack cities and villages from then on. How could Emperor Taizong favor them as the title of king?" Yinzhen said.

"...Well." Yu Zhong nodded helplessly. In fact, even if Kong and Geng did not surrender, the Qing army had already made a foregone conclusion to sweep the Central Plains. At that time, Li Zicheng's Dashun Army fell very quickly, and he was arrogant and incompetent; the Southern Ming was corrupt; Zhang Xianzhong's Daxi Army and his group could only be regarded as bandits who killed and set fire. After they fled to Sichuan, they almost slaughtered a country of heaven. At that time, the people in China were the most helpless because there was no "hero" to save them.

To save them, they had to obey the strongest. At that time, no one in the Central Plains could compete with the Qing army. Moreover, to be honest, Huang Taiji and Dorgon were indeed powerful figures in Chinese history. Under their leadership, the Qing army actively merged with the Han landlord class at that time. In addition, the Ming Dynasty had been in chaos for many years, and the people really needed a relatively stable environment. Therefore, even if they were executioners, it would be only a matter of time before unification.

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"Well..." After moaning, Qin Baoqi opened his eyes again, "Where is this?"

No one answered.

He looked carefully again. Judging from the cloth above his head, it seemed like a tent. He was lying on a bed with a quilt covered with no one on the left and right...

He wanted to turn over, but as soon as he had this idea, his body suddenly felt extremely severe and painful, making him unable to help but exhale.

"Are you awake?" A little old man with a goatee heard the cry and walked in from outside the tent and said to Qin Baoqi. Qin Baoqi also saw that the old man was wearing the costumes of Qing soldiers.

"Who are you? Where is this?" he asked loudly, but the severe pain made him unable to even move slightly.

"This is a military camp. I am the doctor who follows the army. As for you, you are the rebel Qin Baoqi in Taiwan. I'm not wrong, right?" Goathu said with a smile.

"Hmph, what do you want?" Qin Baoqi said angrily.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you..." Before Goathu could answer Qin Baoqi's words, the curtain of the tent was lifted open, and Yu Zhong and Yinzhen walked in from outside.

"Who are you?" Qin Baoqi squinted his eyes and looked at Yu Zhong and the others, trying to struggle again, but he still failed.

"Your name is Qin Baoqi, right? Don't waste your energy. Just look at you like this, you know that you don't have much effort, and you're trying to struggle randomly? Don't say that you are seriously injured now, you're intact. What can you do in the present situation?" Yu Zhongchao asked Qin Baoqi. After saying that, he pulled a horse stool from the side and sat down. Yinzhen also found one by himself, and the goatee could only stand beside him.

"Hmph, the lackeys of the Qing Tartars!" Qin Baoqi looked at Yu Zhong and the others and snorted coldly.

"Brave, you are looking for death!" After being inspired by these words, Yinzhen was stunned and stood up and was about to draw his sword, but he was immediately pressed by Yu Zhong.

"Brother, don't be irritated!"

"Brother? Humph, it turns out that it is not a lackey of the Tartars, but the Tartars came in person! The little Tartar born by the old Tartars of Kangxi, haha..." Regardless of the severe pain around him, Qin Baoqi gritted his teeth and laughed.

"I don't want to care about what you say, but I just hope you can remember: Now we have more than 100 gang members from your Tiandihui who are captured outside, and more than 70 Taiwanese people who come with you to defend here. Their lives are only enough for you to scold 170 times." Yu Zhong said lightly after holding down the angry Yinzhen again.

"You..." Qin Baoqi stared at the middle, his eyes shattered.

"Be careful, the fire hurts the liver!" Yu Zhong said tepidly as he responded to Qin Baoqi's glare with a smile. Seeing that Qin Baoqi was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood by Yu Zhong, Yinzhen also smiled coldly and sat down again.

"I want to talk to you..." After Yinzhen sat down again, Yu Zhong said to Qin Baoqi again.

"Hmph, do you want me to surrender? You can dream for yourself!" Qin Baoqi replied coldly. After saying that, he turned his face aside.

"I never thought of asking you to surrender. Although you are very talented, after all, your crime is too great and I am not qualified to recruit you. Moreover, your life has not been long. Since ancient times, those who died have been the most important thing, so I still plan to give you the title of "tough guy". "Yu Zhong said leisurely.

"Hmph! Since I have rebelled, I have thought of such a day!... Now that it is in your hands, I can kill you if I want, so how can I talk so much nonsense?" Qin Baoqi snorted coldly.

"I never said I would kill you! In fact, your injury is very serious... Lao Sun, how long can he live?" Yu Zhong suddenly turned around and asked the goatee.

"There are not many days to survive! Although someone was desperate to block this kid, his internal organs were severely damaged, his heart and lungs were damaged, and several shrapnel were also penetrated into his body and could not be taken out. The thing was filled with fire poison. It would definitely get inflamed in two days, and the injury was even worse. Several ribs were damaged. If you didn't finish playing on the spot, your life would be hard. Now, it's only three months!" Goathu replied.

"Did you hear it?" After the goatee said, Yu Zhong turned his head and asked Qin Baoqi.

"Hmph..." Qin Baoqi did not look excited on his face, but he snorted coldly and looked up at the top of the tent and stopped talking.

"Actually, I didn't plan to come to see you, but later I thought that you were a capable person and had been in Taiwan for so long, so I still came over with a little hope, just hope to ask you a question..." Yu Zhong paused for a moment before continuing:
Chapter completed!