Chapter Twenty-Five: Qiyun Society

  Thunderbolt shells were the first sharp weapon manufactured by Wu's military industry, with no match in sharpness, blasting the Liao army into a river of blood and a mountain of corpses.

  From then on, the history of weapons was rewritten, and a brand new weapon, firearms, emerged.

  The pattern of war has undergone tremendous changes!

  "Song Dynasty Military Equipment Catalogue - Lu You"

  Wu Jia looked at the Thunderbolt and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions, becoming very excited and unable to calm down for a long time.

  The bomb has been released, and the history of weapons will be rewritten. From now on, firearms will be officially used in warfare. This is the border between Song and Liao, where wars of varying sizes frequently occur, making it a great place for bombs to show off their skills.

  If the Song Dynasty uses it well, the fate of the Song Dynasty will change because of this.

  However, the problem is that there is still a long way to go. Any new thing must go through the process of being recognized, accepted and used. Even if the bomb was good, the Song Dynasty might not have adopted it immediately.

  Unless Wu Ji can take charge and influence the fate of the Song Dynasty, this is the best solution. However, Wu Ji is unknown and has no reputation, even if he wants to do something, he doesn't have the power.

  "Brother Jie, is that all? How are we going to hunt it down? It would be great if there were bears!" The matter of Wu Jie hunting a bear was a big deal in the Wu family village. Wu Jian couldn't help but feel a bit anxious, where could they go to find a bear head?

  Wu Jian's words awakened Wu Qi from his reverie. Now, talking about making a fortune in war and changing the fate of the Song Dynasty is still too early; it's better to make enough money first.

  "No bears, still can explode!" Wu Ji was full of confidence, holding the bomb and coming to the yard, calling Wu Jian to dig a hole, putting the bomb inside, and then compacting it.

  To test its power, Wu Jie Te pressed two stones on top, and only then did Wu Jian and Yang Xiu Xiu retreat far away. He took out the fire starter, lit the fuse, and ran away quickly.

  "Hiss!" The fuse sparkled with firelight, making a crackling sound as it burned rapidly.

  Staring at the burning fuse, Wu Jian and Yang Xiuxiu were both bewildered and perplexed, their eyes wide with wonder, fixed on the fuse, unable to move even an inch.

  Bang!

  Suddenly, a deafening explosion shook the sky, and a massive fireball flashed into view.

  Sand and stones are flying about, smoke and dust fill the air, a terrifying sight to behold.

  "How scary!" Although Yang Xiuxiu had already experienced the explosion of the bear, seeing it again still gave her a big fright, and her pretty face was full of shock.

  "Is it thunder? How can there be thunder in broad daylight?" Wu Jian was seeing an explosion for the first time and didn't know that the huge noise was caused by the blast, so he thought it was thunder. He tilted his head back, gazing up at the sky with a puzzled expression: "The weather is so good, not a cloud in sight, how can there be thunder?"

  "It's not thunder, it's the explosion of a howitzer shell." Wu Ji explained to Wu Jian.

  "It's not thunder!" Wu Jian still sounded somewhat disbelieving, his voice drawn out: "Such a huge commotion, so fierce!"

  Wu Jia was about to explain again when a murmur of discussion came from outside the courtyard.

  "Who is it? What's all the commotion?"

  "It's thundering in broad daylight, someone has offended Heaven, and Heaven is punishing them!"

  "Is someone being disobedient and unfilial?!"

  "It's been spread around the yard that this family has unfilial children who don't respect their parents!"

  It turned out that the explosion of the thunderbolt was too loud, and it startled the neighbors and pedestrians on the street. They were bewildered and thought it was a heavenly punishment.

  "These ancient people, what a rich imagination! You don't understand, don't slander me!" Wu Ji heard it in his ears and felt depressed in his heart, but he couldn't explain to them. Even if he wanted to explain, it would be hard to make it clear, the ancients might not understand anyway.

  "You're the one who's being disobedient and unfilial! Brother Jī, don't listen to them. They're just wagging their tongues!" Wu Jian immediately took Wu Ji's side and comforted him.

  Yang Xiuxiu also had a look of righteous indignation, with some anger on her pretty face. Wu Ji was her sky, and if Wu Ji suffered injustice, it was her own injustice.

  "Ah!" Wu Ji shook his head and quickly walked over to take a look, only to see that a hole had appeared on the ground, almost a foot deep, with two rocks pushed aside.

  "Not bad!" Wu Ji was very satisfied.

  If using the strongest 3:3:3 ratio formula, its power will be even greater. At present, having such power, Thunderbolt has practical combat value.

  "Wow! Such a big hole! So awesome! Brother Jue, you're really amazing!" Wu Jian's eyes widened in surprise, loudly praising Wu Jue.

  Yang Xiuxiu was also shocked, she had seen it once before and seeing it again still left her in awe.

  "Brother Qian, can this blow up a donkey? If it can blow up a donkey, that would be great!" Wu Qian suddenly tilted his head, sizing him up with an expectant question.

  The decades-long Song-Liao War had made the northern civilians suffer enough, and they were especially resentful of the Khitan people. So when Wu Ji saw such a powerful weapon, the first thing he thought of was whether it could blow up the Liao dogs.

  "Can! Of course can!" Wu Ji replied very affirmatively.

  "Great! Great!" Wu Jian and Yang Xiuxiu cheered in unison, their voices a bit shrill and piercing, revealing the excitement of the two.

  "The Liao dog is detestable, and their invasion is like a storm that leaves no chicken or dog alive. Every time the Liao dog invades, countless people are killed or injured!"

  "Liao dog is not human, it's a beast! Wherever Liao dog passes, there isn't a single living thing!"

  Wu Jian and Yang Xiu immediately fell into a rage against Liao Guo, their words full of hatred.

  Wu Jie was aware of Liao's hatred for him, but he had never thought it would be so intense.

  "If heaven gives me the opportunity, I will make sure Liao suffers enough!" Wu Ji secretly made up his mind.

  "Brother Jī, the Thunderbolt Bullet is so powerful, can we sell it to the army? With the Thunderbolt Bullet, the army can go kill the Liao dogs!" Wu Jian was very urgent and immediately came up with an idea.

  Selling bombs to the Song Army is a must. Only if the Song Army buys in large quantities will there be great prospects. The problem is that this cannot be rushed, it has to be done step by step, and that's a long-term process.

  "If I have the chance, I will definitely sell it to the army!" Wu Ji nodded and gently stroked Wu Jian's head, saying: "For now, we can't sell it to the army. Firstly, the Thunderbolt Shell is not famous yet, the army may not use it. Secondly, there are too few of them, we don't even have one Thunderbolt Shell, let alone selling it. If the army uses it, that would be a huge quantity, not just three or five."

  "Haha!" Wu Jian let out a happy laugh: "Ji Ge, then let's hurry up and do it! Let's do more!"

  "There's no such easy thing! Rice is to be eaten mouthful by mouthful, and things are to be done one by one! Let's go, do a few first, I'll go find a client later." Wu Ji was extremely clear-headed. Good weapons not being used well was something that had happened too many times in history.

  Let's not mention anything else, just take the Second World War as an example. The use of tanks by Britain and France was a very good example. The tanks of Britain and France were far superior to those of Germany in both quantity and quality, but ultimately they were swept away by Germany, the reason being that they were not used well.

  It is necessary to sell thunderbolt shells to the Song army and even exert a terrible combat effectiveness, which requires good operation.

  Under Wu Jia's leadership, the three of them started making thunderbolt bombs again. This time, it was different, Wu Jia added some iron sand and broken porcelain pieces to the iron ball, in order to increase the lethality.

  It can be imagined that after adding these things, once an explosion occurs, a killing net will be formed, and the power will be terrifying.

  Wu Jian and Yang Xiu Xiu were particularly energetic, because they finally had a powerful tool to deal with the Liao dogs. The two of them worked desperately and soon made two more.

  Looking at these two bullets, Wu Jian asked: "Brother Jie, who are you going to sell them to?"

  "Qiyun Society! I've already found a good client!" Wu Ji picked up two thunderbolt pellets, measured them for a while, and was very satisfied: "I'm going to Qiyun Society now!"

  "Wu Lang, a good fellow from Qi Yun Society, loves archery. He's quite skilled with his bow and arrow, so why would he want bullets? It'd be better to sell him bows and arrows!" Yang Xiu Xiu hastily called out to Wu Ji, asking in confusion.

  "Yes! Brother Jī, a good fellow from Qíyún Society, won't buy it!" Wu Jian was in favor of this proposal.

  The heroes of the Ziyun Society are skilled archers, their marksmanship is extremely precise and famous far and near. How could they possibly use thunderbolt bullets? This is indeed a big question.

  "It's precisely because of this that they'll buy! Hehe!" Wu Ji was not worried at all, but instead very delighted, and burst out laughing.

  "What kind of reason is that?" Wu Jian and Yang Xiuxiu asked in unison.