Under the protection of his servants, Wang Yuncheng ran out of Wuchang from the east gate. At this time, Zhang Yingyuan had already been killed behind.

"Your dead end has come to your ungrateful beast who has brought your grace to you!"

Zhang Yingyuan rushed towards Wang Yuncheng like a tiger, and his eyes showed a poisonous light. His old rival, who had been for many years, was about to step on his feet completely!

"Sir, you run first, the little ones will take it!"

The only twenty guards left by Wang Yuncheng turned around and rushed forward. The country's chaos showed loyal ministers. At this time, tears flashed in the corners of Wang Yuncheng's eyes.

"Brothers, as long as the king survives, he will not treat your family unfairly!"

After saying that, Wang Yuncheng shook his tears and ran away without looking back.

Zhang Yingyuan happened to rush up with his people. He swung a big knife and killed a servant with one knife, but the others were not afraid at all and rushed up desperately.

These servants and guards are one of Wang Yuncheng. If Wang Yuncheng can survive, their family will have a chance. If Wang Yuncheng dies, they will have nothing.

Zhang Yingyuan was so angry that he screamed, but there was no choice but to fight with the servants first. After fighting for an incense stick, the last servant covered in blood fell to the ground. But after looking at him, Wang Yuncheng had disappeared!

"Not good." Zhang Yingyuan felt awe-inspiring. Wang Yuncheng was not a good-for-nothing lamp. He let him run away, for fear that he would be in trouble.

"Hurry up, go back to the city and find the young coach."

Zuo Menggeng was waiting for the news, and Zhang Yingyuan ran back in a panic.

"How about it? Did you kill Wang Yuncheng?"

"Young Marshal, I'll bring some more people. Let's chase after me now!"

"Food bucket!" Zuo Menggeng suddenly stood up. Facing Zhang Yingyuan, he sprayed his saliva mercilessly.

"Do you know who Wang Yuncheng is? If you let him go, you will be able to return to the mountain. If you kill someone without death, you will become enemies. You just patted your chest and did not do anything. You will be so incompetent!"

Zhang Yingyuan was also scolded for a while, and he could only say, "Young Marshal, let the old thief run away for the time being. But don't worry, the army is all loyal to the young thief. The old thief assassinating the great thief will definitely not have a good end, it's just the difference between dying early and late."

"I hope!"

Zuo Menggeng could only say helplessly.

Fighting in the city is definitely a big big deal, and all the generals were trembling. Soon, Ma Jinzhong, Jin Shenghuan, Wang Guangen, Li Wanqing and others all rushed over. The monk who was two years old was confused. Why did you do it well and beat your own people?

When he arrived at the hall, he saw Zuo Menggeng wearing a filial piety. Ma Jinzhong said first: "Young Marshal, the corpse of the Grand Marshal had not been cold, and there was an internal strife, which made the Grand Marshal's spirit in the sky view, especially now that people are in panic. You have to come up with an explanation!"

"Yes, yes. We all seemed to be covered with a blanket, and our eyes were dark!"

Everyone was full of blame, and Zuo Menggeng could only grit his teeth.

"You have followed the commander-in-chief for many years, and are his confidants. I want to ask, are you willing to be loyal to the commander-in-chief?"

"Of course!" Ma Jinzhong patted his chest without thinking and said, "If there was no Grand Marshal, I, Ma, would be a bandit. The Grand Marshal's Entrepreneurship will be unforgettable."

Jin Shenghuan also said: "Young Marshal, is there anything strange about the cause of the death of the Grand Marshal? Don't worry, no matter when it comes, I will listen to the Young Marshal."

Seeing everyone's statement, Zuo Menggeng breathed a little relieved. It seemed that his father's prestige was still good.

"Uncles and uncles, I will not hide it from you. My father and commander died at the hands of Wang Yuncheng."

ah!

A thunder sounded among everyone, and no one could believe it was true!

Wang Yuncheng and Zuo Liangyu were so close that they even gave each other a woman to the point of saying that anyone who killed Zuo Liangyu was possible, but Wang Yuncheng might not be!

Looking at everyone's hesitation, Zuo Menggeng couldn't help but say, "Do you think I'm telling lies?"

"Of course not." Ma Jinzhong said: "Just, just..."

"Brother Ma, there is nothing but that old thief Wang Yuncheng did!" Zhang Yingyuan said firmly: "Everyone has received the favor of the Grand Marshal. Now, it is the time to repay the kindness. Please order all the troops and fight against Wang Yuncheng together next time, pull off the old thief's head and pay tribute to the Grand Marshal's spirit in the sky!"

Wang Guangen's facial features were crowded together, like bitter gourd. He said, "Young Marshal, is this a misunderstanding..."

Brush! Click!

Zuo Menggeng drew out his sword, chopped it hard on the table in front of him, and cut off a corner.

"As a son, I will definitely not joke about my father's grudges. I hope that all my uncles can help to wipe out the old thief together. If you still hesitate, then you will be Wang Yuncheng's accomplices!"

As soon as the word "Agree" came out, countless soldiers rushed in.

When I saw this scene, how could these guys who had been ripped off from the bandits be unclear?

"Young Marshal, Wang Yuncheng dares to assassinate the Grand Marshal, that is an irreconcilable enemy. We will immediately select our subordinates and fight with the old thief to the end!"

After falling out with Wang Yuncheng, Zuo Menggeng could only walk one way to the black. He immediately ordered all the troops in Wuchang to mobilize and attack Wang Yuncheng.

The peaceful Wuchang suddenly had clouds and rumbling drums. All the people hiding at home couldn't help but clap their hands secretly. This was just a self-inflicted effort. It seemed that this group of damn robbers were going to be in trouble!

However, while being happy, everyone was extremely worried. Once the fight started, I don’t know how many people would suffer.

Just when Zuo Menggeng was concentrating his troops and preparing to take action, he didn't know that Wang Yuncheng was even tougher than him. After escaping back to the garrison, Wang Yuncheng immediately cried to his subordinates, and tears flowed.

"Sir, in the past, the great generals respected you very much in Japan. Zuo Menggeng, a yellow-mouthed man, dared to kill you without any discrimination. It's simply amazing!"

"We can't sit idly and talk to them."

"Yes, avenge your dead brother!"

When Wang Yuncheng saw the morale, he was secretly happy, but he continued to pretend to say, "Brothers, the general is to recreate my kindness. The young general is deceived by villains. Let's remember to eliminate traitors and not against the young general."

Wang Yuncheng incited and led more than 30,000 subordinates to launch a counterattack on Wuchang first.

When they approached Wuchang, Zuo Menggeng and Zhang Yingyuan also brought their men out. The two sides set up camps and confronted each other about twenty miles away from Wuchang.

"Wang Yuncheng, you old thief, you use your female sex to assassinate the general. The law of nature is not tolerant. Come out and die quickly!"

"Zhang Yingyuan. You are just a mad dog. Whoever died in the hands of the great general? Before you can find out, you will do something that your relatives are hurt and your enemies are happy. I think you are the real murderer!"

The two sides blame each other, and the more they scolded each other, they became more and more powerful. They couldn't continue to talk, so they could only see the truth on the battlefield! The troops under the same banner fought each other in an instant, killing the sky and the earth.

Around Wuchang, dozens of miles of land, it became a battlefield. Although Wang Yuncheng had few people, he was all in a strong position, and he was well-mannered and experienced.

On the other hand, although Zuo Menggeng's side had a large number of people, Zuo Menggeng's courage and military tactics were not comparable to Zuo Liangyu. Zhang Yingyuan was even more reckless. Moreover, Ma Jinzhong and his group were not stupid. They fought each other, so why both of them had to get involved? All of them did not work hard and were perfunctory to make excuses.

As a result, the two sides were evenly matched and they killed Wuchang for ten days. The corpses accumulated like mountains, blood flowed into rivers, and the Yangtze River water turned red.

They tug-of-war with the people, and the people were affected. Every day, a large number of people fled to famine, with their families, some ran to Henan, and some ran to Jiangnan, making a mess!

...

Gu Zhenhua had long taken a fancy to the Nanyang Basin, but he had been busy with fighting and had no time to see it. As a result, he arrived in Nanyang in order to win Huguang this time.

As soon as he arrived in Nanyang, Gu Zhenhua got into the arsenal. This was the source of An Guojun's strength, and he was also paying special attention.

"Mr., look, this is a hand gun that has just been built."

Ge Jianshi smiled and sent a hand gun to Gu Zhenhua's hand. Gu Zhenhua held it in his hand and nodded constantly.

"It's very good, it feels very comfortable to hold, but I just don't know how powerful it is?"

"We have tried it all. Within fifteen steps, as long as we hit the vital point, we will definitely die."

Gu Zhenhua personally brought the pistol to the shooting range behind and shot three rounds of projectiles one after another, all hitting the target. And after the shot, the wood chips flew across and the targets were all broken, which was obviously very powerful.

"Dali, what do you think of this pistol?"

"Awesome!" Kang Dali smiled and gave his thumbs up, "Dude, this is a powerful weapon for melee combat. If a person can match two or three hand guns, the other party will not be able to get in!"

"Hahaha, this is for the Winged Cavalry. I want to give each of them five hand guns, and with the rain of bullets, the Tartars are discouraged!"

"Okay, okay!" Kang Dali couldn't help but scratch his head: "Dude, you are so tiring about the humble corps you said. I want to go to the Wing Cavalry too."

Gu Zhenhua laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will give you a chance to show your skills. A real man should go to the battlefield to gain fame."

After saying that, Gu Zhenhua asked Ge Jiangshi with a smile, "How many muskets are produced in Nanyang now?"

Ge Jiangshi hurriedly said: "Mr. Guogong, we mainly produce three types of muskets. The first type is the traditional musket. This technology is mature and ordinary craftsmen can do it very well. They can produce 500 rods a month. The second is self-produced muskets. This is much more difficult, and they can only produce 150 rods a month. The rest are hand guns, which are not limited to a few. Sometimes three or five hundred rods, and sometimes one or two hundred rods a few times.

Nanyang is considered an arms base of the Anguo Army and has the largest production capacity, but the monthly output can only be equipped with a little more than one battalion.

It seems that there is still a considerable distance from complete firearming, so hot and cold weapons are still needed for the time being.

"Mr. Ge, is there any hope of an increase in production for the time being?"

Ge Jiangshi shook his head: "Dude, the problem now is that there are not enough skilled craftsmen. Although there are many apprentices, they are not able to take on the main role yet. They will have to practice for two or three years."

Gu Zhenhua also knew that this kind of thing could not be achieved. Almost all the craftsmen who could be dug up were brought to me, so he could only wait for the cultivation to mature.

"Mr. Ge, since the quantity cannot be improved, we will work hard on quality and strive to make the muskets shoot further and more accurately."

Ge Jiangshi smiled and said, "Dude, we have thought about this. The easiest way is to rifle."

Gu Zhenhua nodded: "This idea is correct, how effective is it?"

"Not good!" Ge Jiangshi shook his head without hesitation: "The cost of rifling is very high, and one bolt is almost as good as three ordinary muskets. Moreover, after the rifle is pulled out, the bullet must be slightly larger than the barrel, which will be much more troublesome when loading it, and you even have to smash it down with a wooden stick!"

Gu Zhenhua immediately frowned, "Mr. Ge, can't you use smaller marbles?"

"Dude, if the marble is small, it will leak air. If you can't shoot far, you won't be able to hit it accurately!"

A thought flashed through Gu Zhenhua's mind, and then he thought of the Minnie bomb!

"Hahaha, Mr. Ge, try using softer metal to make a bullet, make it into a cone shape, and then install a piece of wood underneath. The diameter can be slightly smaller than the barrel, so it will be easier to load. When the ignition is made, the plug will be pushed, which will cause the bullet to deform and stick to the barrel tightly, so that it will not leak any more!"

Not only Ge Jianshi, but also many craftsmen around him surrounded him. When he heard Gu Zhenhua's words, his eyes lit up.
To be continued...