12dz Chapter 650 The Power of the Bomb
Chapter 650 The Power of the Bomb
"Wait a minute!" the king said before Xia Linglong could speak, "Were you sent by Minister Lin?"
Faced with the king's question, Xu Congcong was somewhat flustered and could only nod in response: "It was indeed the dean who asked me to do this."
"Then why didn't you show up sooner? Did you only feel happy when the city gates were breached?"
The king was furious, unable to understand what these students at Huiwen Academy were thinking.
If they had arrived any later, Xia Linglong would have already been on the battlefield, his fate unknown. No wonder he was angry.
Xu Congcong was so frightened that his legs trembled. He couldn't bear this huge burden, so he quickly pushed it onto Lin Ping:
"The dean specifically instructed that this weapon is extremely precious, and it must not be used recklessly unless the princess is in danger."
"Hmph! At least you have some conscience."
Upon learning that Xia Linglong cared about Lin Ping, the king's expression softened slightly.
Clearly, Lin Ping cares about not only Zhou Xiyin, but also Xia Linglong, just in different ways.
"In that case, bring the weapons over quickly!" the king said anxiously, since the enemy's vanguard had already set up ladders.
Niu Hanhan was pulling a wooden cart all by himself, which was loaded with dark bombs.
"What is this?" the king asked, puzzled and even somewhat disappointed.
In his mind, weapons are all sharp. Although this bomb is made of steel, it has no edges or sharp blades.
"This is a bomb, personally crafted by the Dean," Xu Congcong proudly introduced.
Clearly, they were confident in the bomb's power, especially since the deep crater inside Huiwen Academy hadn't been filled in yet.
"Can this thing, which has no edges or blades, really kill people?" The king was still somewhat doubtful, but he still sent soldiers to carry it up to the city wall.
"Is there a catapult here?" Xu Congcong asked eagerly.
Since the cannons failed to be manufactured, bombs had to be dropped manually, and the best tool available was the catapult.
"What's the point of using catapults? This is for defending the city, not attacking it!" the king said angrily, instantly losing faith in these scholars.
They had absolutely no experience in warfare; how could they possibly use catapults to defend a city?
Stones are a scarce commodity; once they're thrown onto the siege ladder, the enemies fall like candied hawthorns.
However, if you use a catapult to launch the projectiles at a distance, even if you are lucky and have high accuracy and hit the enemy, you can only kill one at most.
"The enemy has already charged up! I implore Your Majesty to move your carriage!" the Left Commander of the Vanguard Army continued, kneeling and pleading.
The thousand outer disciples of Lotus Palace were no pushovers; they quickly climbed the cloud ladder.
If the city wall of Yingtian Prefecture hadn't been four zhang high, they could have easily scaled it over.
Despite the defenders' continuous throwing of rocks and logs, some skilled fighters still managed to break through and reach the top.
Although the defending soldiers immediately launched a counterattack, they suffered heavy losses. Moreover, the enemy's main force was rapidly approaching.
"Bring the catapults here!" the king commanded sternly.
For now, he has no choice but to trust Lin Ping.
"Catapults?" The Left Commander of the Vanguard Army looked puzzled, but dared not disobey the king's order, and hurriedly ordered his men to pull ten catapults onto the city wall.
Meanwhile, Xu Congcong and other students had already carried dozens of bombs up to the city wall, where they stood inside the catapults and carefully lit the fuses.
The current fuse has undergone numerous tests, and the ignition time is now completely under control.
Xu Congcong took a twig and wrote a series of formulas on the ground, clearly calculating the landing time of the parabola.
"Now!" Xu Congcong shouted, "Release!"
At a command, ten bombs were arranged in mid-air and slammed into the chests of several enemies.
"One stone can only injure one of my soldiers. I'd like to see how many stones you have!" The Lord of Ningguo City laughed disdainfully from a distance, clearly mocking the king's inability to wage war.
Just as the army was about to charge across these inconspicuous stones, the fuse ignited the gunpowder inside the bomb, instantly emitting a bright white light.
Rumble!
As the bomb cracked open, a massive blast of air created a muffled sound, and the ground shook violently.
Those flying iron pieces pierced through the armor of countless people.
Ten bombs exploded simultaneously, leaving a deep ditch on the flat road.
The surrounding cavalry had already been blown away, leaving no trace of their bodies. The soldiers who were not directly hit also fell into the deep pit, and the neat and orderly formation was instantly thrown into chaos.
Hundreds of enemies were killed by the bombs alone, and the number of those trampled to death by horses has exceeded a thousand.
Moreover, the bombs successfully hindered the cavalry's advance, forcing them to spend considerable time readjusting their formation.
The crossbowmen naturally wouldn't let such an opportunity pass, and launched another wave of effective damage.
"Master Lü, what is this? You don't mean you don't know?" the City Lord of Ningguo asked through gritted teeth.
Lu Yan remained silent, clearly indicating that his intelligence had been wrong once again.
He had previously witnessed the power of explosives and had even been nearly killed by Lin Ping.
However, that's the effect of hundreds of crossbow bolts attacking one person; if they were spread out, the power would be greatly reduced.
He never expected that Lin Ping could upgrade the explosives, increasing their power by more than ten times.
"Now is not the time to blame each other; breaking through the city gates is the most urgent task," Lü Yan explained.
The Lord of Ningguo City understood this principle. He glared at Lü Yan fiercely and stopped talking, focusing his attention back on the siege.
These were, after all, well-trained private troops, and they quickly regrouped and continued their charge.
The king stared blankly at the deep ravine on the ground, unable to think of a single word to describe a bomb.
"Haha! This bomb is truly divine! With such a weapon, what fear do we have of these traitors!" The king laughed heartily, then came to his senses: "Fire it again, keep firing!"
The catapults started up again, and the enemy's legs went weak when faced with these dark iron balls. They couldn't find any way to defend themselves and could only pray that the bombs would stay away from them.
This wave of attacks caused the enemy to lose several hundred more men.
"Bring it on! I will kill as many as come!" the king declared magnanimously.
With the bombs, he not only saw the victory before him, but also dreamed of dominating the world in the future.
You, Bai Tiantian, aren't you very powerful? You're capable of using the power of a bomb.
After five waves of bombs, the enemy's iron cavalry was routed, and at least a hundred of the thousand experts from Lotus Palace were killed.
"I will beat a dog when it's down!" The king began to swear like a common villager, completely disregarding his status.
"Don't stop, keep playing!"
However, there was no sound from behind.
Xu Congcong said with a troubled expression, "We've run out of bombs..."
Lin Ping manufactured a total of eighty bombs, originally intended for attacking the Lotus Palace.
Before leaving, fearing trouble for Yingtian Prefecture, he allowed Xu Congcong and the others to use half of the bombs. He has already used fifty of them and doesn't know how to explain it to Lin Ping. He dares not take out the last thirty bombs.
Besides, even if it were taken out, it wouldn't be possible to kill all the enemies.
"Hahaha, the Divine Martial Iron Balls are all used up, lads, charge!"
The lord of Ningguo personally led the charge, greatly boosting the morale of his private army.