Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 212: Firearms Movement, Tang Camp's Key Transportation for War Preparations

Li Jing stood on the training ground, watching the soldiers repeatedly practice throwing bombs and grenades, and asked loudly, "Have you learned it?"

The soldiers responded in unison: "Got it!" The voice was loud and firm, full of confidence.

Cheng Yaojin walked over with a big grin on his face, patted a soldier on the shoulder and said, "Good boy, it's not enough to just say you've learned it. You have to show us how you can do it."

The soldier being photographed chuckled, took a step forward, picked up a grenade skillfully, and carefully checked the fuse and other key parts.

Then, according to what Li Jing had taught him before, he got into position, locked his eyes on the simulated target not far away, swung his arm, and threw the grenade out with force.

The grenade drew a neat arc in the air, and with a "bang", it exploded accurately at the target, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers cheered and applauded. Cheng Yaojin was even more grinning and praised loudly: "Hey, you are really good, you have learned it very well!"

Li Jing nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on his face, and said, "It seems that this teaching has not been in vain. However, this is just the beginning. The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, so we need to practice more. We must be able to use them accurately and unerringly at any time and in any place, and unleash their maximum power."

The soldiers responded in unison: "Yes, General Li, we will continue to practice diligently and never let you down!" After that, they consciously picked up bombs and grenades and continued to engage in intense training.

The entire training ground became lively again, just waiting for the real battlefield, where these skills would be used to let the Goryeo army taste the power of the Tang Dynasty again.

Cheng Yaojin gave an order: "Alright, alright, stop practicing, quickly move the bombs and grenades over, be careful!"

The soldiers followed the order and cautiously approached the area where the bombs and grenades were placed.

They worked in pairs, one person gently picked up the bomb or grenade and placed it steadily on a wooden board covered with thick cloth, while the other person stood guard nervously beside it, staring at the "dangerous thing" in his hand, not daring to breathe.

"Be careful, this is very dangerous." A soldier reminded his companion in a low voice, and the two of them walked very slowly.

The soldiers moved slowly towards the training ground along the predetermined route.

Their expressions were serious and solemn, with fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, but they didn't dare raise their hands to wipe them. Their arms were trembling slightly from maintaining a cautious posture for a long time, but their eyes revealed firmness and determination.

During this tense transportation process, the entire Tang Dynasty military camp was filled with a silent and solemn atmosphere.

Cheng Yaojin felt a little relieved as he watched the soldiers skillfully operate and carry bombs and grenades at the side of the training ground.

Then he turned to the soldiers in charge of logistics and armaments and shouted, "Make some more here to prevent shortages. This time we must let those guys in Goryeo know the power of the Tang Dynasty. We can't let them down at this critical moment."

The officer in charge clasped his fists and accepted the order: "General Cheng, rest assured. I will arrange for the craftsmen to speed up the production. However, although we have reserves of materials, it will take some time to prepare and allocate them."

Cheng Yaojin frowned. "No matter what, we have to hurry. The more firearms we have, the better our chances of victory. If it weren't for these bombs and grenades, who knows what would have happened during the Korean night attack."

After saying this, Cheng Yaojin strode towards the production site. Looking at the busy figures of the craftsmen, he raised his voice and said, "Masters, thank you for your hard work. These bombs and grenades are the sacred weapons that protect our country. Now they are needed on the front line. Please work harder."

An old craftsman stopped his work and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "General Cheng, we understand. But the mixing of this gunpowder needs to be precise. We can't rush it, otherwise it will easily go wrong."

Cheng Yaojin nodded: "I know, but time is running out. Please, masters, please hurry up. I will also arrange for people to assist you."

So, some soldiers in the military camp began to help the craftsmen carry materials and prepare tools. The production site was bustling with activity. Everyone was busy working together to resist another attack from Goryeo.

"Okay, move the first batch of bombs and grenades to the city wall!" Su Dingfang gave an order, and the soldiers quickly and orderly carried the bombs and grenades to the city wall.

Everyone was on high alert, watching the movements outside the city wall with vigilance.

However, there was no movement in the Goryeo camp outside the city wall, and it was dead silent.

The originally noisy battlefield was now eerily quiet, with only the sound of a gentle breeze blowing.

Su Dingfang frowned and muttered to himself, "Why didn't anyone from Goryeo come? They must have retreated to think of a plan."

"Hmph, no matter what tricks they play, we're not afraid. With these bombs and grenades, we can destroy them all!"

Li Jing calmly analyzed, "Having suffered a setback in their night attack, Goryeo will certainly not give up easily. They're holding their troops in place, perhaps redeploying their forces or awaiting reinforcements."

"We must not take it lightly. We need to strengthen city patrols and keep a close eye on their movements."

"General Li is right!" Su Dingfang waved his hand.

"Brothers, don't think you're safe now. Everyone, be on high alert. Arrange the lookouts. Report immediately if there's any sign of trouble."

The soldiers responded in unison: "Yes, General!"

Although Goryeo has not appeared yet, the tense atmosphere on the city wall has not diminished at all. The Tang soldiers stick to their posts, holding their weapons tightly in their hands.

The bombs and grenades placed beside them seemed to give them endless confidence, and they were ready to deal with a new round of attacks that Goryeo might launch at any time.

Goryeo Camp

The general said to his men with a gloomy expression, "The Tang Dynasty's firearms are too powerful this time. A frontal assault will be difficult to achieve victory."

"We can send our archers from a distance to target the Tang soldiers who stole those firearms. When any of them come out to carry or use the firearms, we can unleash a volley of arrows to seize a few. This will allow us to study how to break them and then plan a subsequent attack."

Upon hearing this, the soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment. Although they were somewhat afraid of the powerful Tang Dynasty firearms, they were under orders and could only bite the bullet and reply, "General, you are wise. However, the Tang Dynasty's defenses will surely be tight, and this move carries considerable risk."

The general's eyes widened with anger, and he shouted, "What's the risk? If not, are we just going to sit there and wait for death? Once we seize the firearms, we'll let them have a taste of what it's like to be controlled by their own weapons."

"Although the Tang Dynasty has the advantage of firearms, the archery skills of our Goryeo warriors should not be underestimated. As long as we seize the opportunity, we will surely succeed."

Seeing that the general was determined, everyone nodded.