However, on second thought, there were only four of them while there were tens of thousands of Turks. Maybe there were even hundreds of thousands of them. How could they blow up this small amount of gunpowder?
They couldn't even move a hair of the Turks.
No, this method wouldn't work.
The three of them looked at each other and talked for a while as if they had reached some kind of agreement.
"Wait, let us think about it first."
Cheng Chumo said casually. After that, he waved his hand and pulled Zhangsun Chong and Du Gou to one side. "Come here."
This was a big matter. He wanted to discuss it with these two guys.
"Humph, you still need to discuss such a small matter."
Zhang Feng looked disdainful and turned to look at the Turk camp.
At first, he didn't want to blow up the Turk camp in Shengzhou. However, the hot air balloon kept floating in the direction of Shengzhou. Moreover, Cheng Tieniu even took out the gunpowder. This terrible idea slowly emerged.
The Turks were the enemies of the Tang Dynasty. Even if they didn't blow up today, these guys would still come south after a while. Therefore, it was better to take action before they came to plunder.
After a while, the three guys finally finished their discussion. They came to Zhang Feng and said, "Fengzi, we've decided to do it."
In fact, they didn't want to do it, but they found a very serious problem. They had boarded a pirate ship and couldn't get off. Yes, this was a hot air balloon. They couldn't land now unless they jumped down. It was better to fight than to fall into the hands of the Turks.
"That's my good brother."
Zhang Feng chuckled and patted the three on their shoulders. "Come, take out the gunpowder. Let's get ready."
Cheng Chumo smiled bitterly. Who was your good brother?
Was this how good brothers should be?
However, he naturally didn't dare to say these words.
He looked in the direction of Chang 'an and found that he suddenly missed Old Cheng.
His father was still the best. He usually taught him to march and fight at home. He also said that a real soldier wasn't a hothead, but someone who could eat and sleep. Once on the battlefield, don't rush to charge first. You must hide at the back and fight for the head.
Although he was afraid, when he thought of his father's teachings, he couldn't help but feel more confident.
Back then, his father treated him very well. He heard from his mother that when he was just born, his father boasted to everyone about how amazing the sons of the Cheng Family were. He said that they would definitely do great things in the future. When he was three years old, his father taught him how to drink. When he was four years old, he taught him how to ride a horse. When he was seven years old, his father told him what kind of woman would give birth to the best children …
Thinking about it carefully, it would be pretty good if his father didn't beat him often.
But now, he was going to accompany this guy to his death. If his father was here, he would definitely be sad.
Not only him, but also Zhangsun Chong. His heart was like a bottle of mixed feelings.
No matter what, he was still a relative of the royal family and had countless honors. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could do whatever he wanted on the streets of Chang 'an.
The Emperor was his uncle, the Empress was his aunt, the Crown Prince was his cousin, and his father was the Duke of Qi. Who dared to provoke Lao Tzu?
But now, he had to throw his life away with this lunatic. It wasn't worth it.
However, he had already boarded the pirate ship. There was no room for regret unless he jumped down from here.
Glancing at the height of a thousand feet, he shuddered.
If he jumped down, he would probably be smashed to pieces, right?
He would also be trampled by the Turks.
Eh, it was scary just thinking about it.
It was better to obediently pack up the gunpowder. Even if he died, he had these guys with him. It was not a loss.
Under the reluctant packing of the three, the gunpowder was finally ready.
"Hehe, with this gunpowder, we can definitely blow these sons of b * tches to death."
Zhang Feng looked at the bundled gunpowder in front of him and couldn't help laughing. Then, he glanced at everyone and instructed, "Listen to my orders later. Throw it when I tell you to. Don't throw it randomly. Otherwise, you won't be able to blow Xieli to death."
There was only one thousand two hundred catties of gunpowder, while the Turks had at least ten thousand. If they wanted to blow Xieli to death, they had to throw it all into Xieli's main tent. This couldn't be sloppy, so he instructed everyone.
"Got it."
Cheng Chumo reluctantly replied. Right now, he just wanted to end this quickly and return to Chang 'an. He didn't want to play with this madman anymore. Every time he played, it was a matter of life and death. He still had to carry on the Cheng family's ancestral line and couldn't bear this kind of torment.
Zhangsun Chong and the other two were silent because their thoughts were similar to Cheng Chumo's. They just wanted to leave this troublesome place as soon as possible. Moreover, they had already discussed earlier that the three of them would advance and retreat together. If Feng Zi was too excessive, then Tie Niu would be the one to resist. After all, this guy was strong and could fight evenly with anyone.
"Since you guys don't have any objections, then I'll go do some work now."
Zhang Feng smiled. He actually knew what these guys were thinking. However, since they had boarded Lao Tzu's ship, there was no reason to disembark. "Cough, cough. From now on, the three of you will take turns to keep watch. Once you see Xieli's main tent, notify immediately. The other two rest. In a while, we'll throw the gunpowder, so rest up first."
"What about you?"
Zhangsun Chong frowned. He had a bad premonition.
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