I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

After hearing this, Han Yi wiped his face and said, "I thought they would wait, are they so reckless?"

Mo Qiu looked at Han Yi nervously, and found that when Han Yi was still dressing slowly, his whole body collapsed: "Master Hou!"

What time is it and you're busy getting dressed!

Han Yi glanced at him and said, "Are you stupid? Didn't you prepare everything before?"

Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, and then said with a happy face: "Yes, I will tell Dumb to get people to line up!"

Han Yi rolled his eyes at him angrily, and said bitterly, "Why haven't you made any progress after staying with me for so long!"

Mo Qiuli said confidently: "Our Mo family doesn't need to go to the battlefield!"

Han Yi waved at him, and after tidying up his clothes, Han Yan hurried over.

At this time, Han Yan's body was full of killing intent. To be honest, although he had killed many people when he was king, his tolerance for these Chinese people was already very high.

Even if these people contradicted him in front of him, he never said anything.

But today he really regretted why he didn't kill them before Han Yi took over?

Han Yi looked at him like this and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, I just came up with something new, Zhao Guogang saw it, and now you can come and see it."

New thing?

Han Yan knew that Han Yi had produced a lot of new materials for Qin to make weapons, which allowed Qin to win the battle against the Five Kingdoms at a very low cost.

Otherwise, even if Qin State wins, it will be a miserable victory. How can it develop so fast like it is now?

After taking Han Yan out, Han Yi thought for a while and said, "It seems a bit dangerous to go up the wall now, why don't we go to the roof to have a look?"

After all, this is his temporary mansion, and the outer wall is not a city wall, and there is no tower to hide in.

After hearing this, Han Yan simply said: "Okay!"

Han Yi just wanted to beckon someone to build a ladder, but he felt his collar tighten as soon as he raised his hand, and then his body lost weight in front of his eyes, and his heart was about to jump out at that moment.

When his feet hit the ground again, he was found to be on the roof.

Han Yi's heartbeat was still fast, and he looked at Han Yan in a daze.

Han Yan originally wanted to ask if it was fun, but when he saw Han Yi's frightened face, he couldn't help but panic: "A Yi? A Yi?"

People won't be frightened, right?

At this time, Han Yan also regretted a little. Han Yi had never practiced martial arts, so he might not be used to this method. He should ask first.

Han Yi also slowed down at this time, supported Han Yan's shoulders, and said after a while: "Look at the front, don't look at me!"

Ma De, I feel that people like Han Yan and Chen Shuangnie are not in the same style as him, or the people around him.

These two should be the protagonists or supporting roles in martial arts novels, even playing soy sauce is better than being out of place here.

So... what's going on with Qinggong in this era?

He is not very old now, is he?Can you learn?

If you learn to wait to see Yan Zheng when you look back, and take Yan Zheng to fly to the roof of the highest palace in the palace, it must be very exciting.

But... Yan Zheng...

Han Yi sighed, and suddenly felt boring. He will most likely only see Yan Zheng when he reports at the end of the year. What difference does it make if he learns or not?

At this time, Han Yan was staring at the battle situation at the gate of the mansion in front of him.

Or... It can't be called the battle situation, this is a one-sided massacre.

At this time, there were two strange-looking turrets on both sides of the mansion's city wall, which could continuously fire crossbow arrows, and each arrow could take away a person's life.

In addition to these two big guys, there was also a row of crossbowmen standing on the wall-he said why Han Yi had to widen the walls of the mansion, it turned out to be for this purpose.

These crossbowmen basically acted in unison and obeyed orders. Every time they moved, the people who rushed to the front on the opposite side would fall down in a row.

The rebels on the opposite side never had a chance to approach the mansion, let alone attack.

By this time, corpses were piled up outside.

Facing this massacre like mowing grass, these people finally slowed down their pace, stopped and took out their crossbows, preparing to kill these crossbowmen first.

As a result, when they were ready, these people found that their bow and arrow range was far worse than that of the opponent.

After withdrawing to a safe area, their bows and arrows could not reach the crossbowmen at all, let alone shoot them.

The opponent's general was determined to use the front row to block with his life - he also wanted to use a shield to block it, but he didn't know what material the opponent used to make the arrows. Their shields looked like paper in front of those crossbow arrows , In this case, people can only be used to cover the archers, and wait until they are within range before killing the opponent's crossbowmen.

It's just that the general wasn't mad enough to let his soldiers die, so he asked someone to find a bunch of slaves.

These unarmed efforts were pushed to the front line with a look of fear.

Han Yi sat on the roof and sighed, "It's really insane, Moqiu, try something new."

Mo Qiu nodded excitedly, and then Han Yan watched a pile of parts in the yard, and those parts quickly became a... car under the assembly of Mo Qiu and others?

Han Yan is not sure if it is a car, because there is a huge thing like a spoon on the top of the car.

He saw Moqiu put a ball with sparks in the spoon, and then he didn't know how they did it, the spoon bounced violently.

The ball with sparks flew directly to the middle of the enemy formation, and then the enemy formation burst into flames, followed by a deafening explosion.

Han Yan watched the enemy army being blown to pieces, opened his mouth unconsciously, and acted out what it meant to be stunned.

Han Yi muttered next to him: "It's not good, the dose is a bit high, but it's okay."

Fortunately, because of the special significance of this mansion, there are no other people around, and basically they just monopolize this area.

So it doesn't matter even if the dose of explosives is not set properly, that area needs to be cleaned up.

However, after this battle, so many people died around here, and it is estimated that there are no people living here. He will definitely not live here, so it doesn't matter whether he cleans it up or not.

The enemy's formation was bombed so suddenly that the high-ranking generals of the enemy were basically killed, and even many slaves and soldiers were affected.

The rest who were not affected were all frightened and stupid. Some ran away like hell, some stayed where they were and dared not move, and some directly knelt down and begged God to let him go.

As soon as Han Yi turned his head, he found that Dongfang had already turned pale, and said a little unhappy: "It's disturbing my sleep, I need to clean up!"

Han Yan turned his head to look at Han Yi and said with difficulty: "Qin... used to... not fight like this."

Han Yi turned to look at him, thought for a while before saying: "Actually, there is nothing to hide now. I used to fight like this before, but only I can use this thing, and I didn't come here before... Do you understand?"

Looking at Han Yi's frantically suggestive eyes, Han Yan swallowed his saliva, and said bitterly, "So that's how it is."

No wonder the other four countries were beaten badly, but South Korea didn't suffer much.

This has something to do with Han Yan's decisive withdrawal of troops when he saw that the situation was not good, but it may have more to do with Han Yi's mediation.

After the gunpowder smoke passed, Han Yan looked at the scene of broken limbs everywhere outside, even though he had experienced many things, he couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

On the other hand, Han Yi's face was as usual, and he still had the time to direct the people to retrieve the arrows they had used before, and take the captives down for questioning by the way.

Of course, first identify the origins of those slaves before asking.

These days, every family likes to have a family totem or something imprinted on the slaves, and if one is identified, it will be copied first.

Ask about the rest.

Han Yan looked at Han Yi's very proficient appearance, and couldn't help but began to wonder what his younger brother's life was like before?

Why are you so proficient at this kind of thing?Had many people been against him?

Han Yan couldn't help asking, and Han Yi said: "There are not many people, but who doesn't have many enemies these days? That person... that's the one, Moqiu, did you see it? He came to assassinate me at the beginning one of the Assassins."

"Huh?" Han Yan looked at Moqiu with sharp eyes, and he even looked ready to move, as if he wanted to beat Moqiu up.

Han Yi said: "But it's not actually here to assassinate me, maybe the target is Ah Zheng..."

Speaking of this, Han Yi paused before continuing: "The one who bought them was an official from Qin State. I got used to this kind of thing."

In fact, Han Yi didn't want to highlight how dangerous his situation was, but just wanted to show that he didn't renovate the mansion and the palace, and he didn't have nothing to do!

If he hadn't had the foresight to remodel the walls of the mansion and add simple turrets, the result of this raid would be hard to say.

Han Yan let out a long breath and said, "Is Qin State so dangerous?"

Han Yi felt a little guilty, as if he was about to limping Han Yan.

The background of his assassination at that time was that the Qin State was fighting for the crown prince. This was a matter of many people's lives and even the rise and fall of the family. If it was just a personal grievance, it would have been impossible to rise to this level.

Han Yi laughed and said, "Let's go down and see what we found."

Han Yan frowned and said, "We can't stay here anymore, let's go back to the palace."

Han Yi didn't care, the mansion was filled with the smell of blood, and he didn't feel comfortable staying here for a long time.

Fortunately, Yan Zheng left Ah-Dai, and Ah-Dai was also very emotional at this time, he knew that following Han Yi would definitely be more exciting than being in Xianyang.

Look, just a few days ago, they started throwing explosives in Wangcheng.

Duan sighed with emotion, his hands and feet were not slow, and he quickly distinguished some characteristics, and even asked for more information from a frightened general.

Han Yi sat on the throne that once belonged to King Han, looked at these pieces of information and said with emotion: "It's not just these Chinese people who are causing trouble, there are other countries extending their hands here, Qi, Chu, Yan , It’s really okay, it seems that they are all quite free, since this is the case, let’s find something for them to do.”