A loud thunderclap echoed across the plain.

  The old general applauded. Shang Wen also said straightforwardly, "However, a clever woman cannot cook without rice, I need some materials, and I hope the general will prepare them for me."

  Hearing this, the old general also said bluntly: "What does sir need? Just speak up."

  "Good." Shang Wen answered loudly.

  Then I won't be polite. Please, General, prepare more sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal, and some hemp ropes, scales, etc., and put them in my tent, goodbye." He said, turning around and leaving.

  Shang Wen had already thought of this. If you want to survive, you have to bring out some real skills. Making guns and cannons requires gunpowder. Modern gunpowder has a certain chemical foundation. Without things like nitroglycerin, it's impossible to find. So, he chose black powder. These things are used for defending the city. As long as he makes an explosive package, it will scare them off. These ancient people won't give up their lives to protect themselves. Can he live a good life in this ancient era? Thinking of this, Shang Wen couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  Inside the big account, both the old general and the young officer felt very strange. What does Shang Wen want these things for? Is it to set fire to the military camp? These are all used for defending the city.

  At this point. The old general asked with a puzzled expression: "What do you think?"

  The young officer shook his head, indicating he didn't know.

  Upon seeing this, the old general gave orders to his attendants and had everything prepared. He also ordered a colonel to lead a team to prepare water sources for any unexpected events. After making these arrangements, he returned to his inner tent.

  The young officer also felt unappreciated and returned to his own regiment.

  Shang Wen returned to the camp with a little excitement. Feeling very hungry, he ate all the food on the table. The taste was not great, but it was better than nothing. There was also a bottle, but the taste was not great either.

  After eating and drinking enough, four or five soldiers came into the account, put what they needed on the ground, and left.

  Seeing the things prepared for myself, I feel that I have lost my calculation. Still need a grinding thing. The sulfur and saltpeter grains given are indeed too big. There is also charcoal, all of which are large grains.

  "Come on, come on, come on!" Shang Wen shouted loudly.

  "Are there any orders, sir?" Two soldiers came in and asked respectfully.

  "I also need a small millstone, hurry up and get it for me. I have an urgent use." Shang Wen ordered bluntly.

  "Alright, I'll go find him," said the soldier, and with a nod he backed out.

  They waited for a long time. No one knew how long it had been. Who let ancient times not have clocks? There was no specific time. Shang Wen and the others were getting impatient.

  Two soldiers carried in a millstone and set it on the ground before leaving.

  At this time, the sky was already late, and Xiangwen, who was a bit excited, began his own work. He hummed a little tune while grinding sulfur, charcoal and other materials.

  In the general's tent, after the soldier reported Shang Wen's movements and withdrew.

  The old general couldn't figure out what Shang Wen was doing.

  Shang Wen spent half the night grinding all the ingredients into powder. Then, according to the ratio of saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal 75:10:15, he mixed them together in one piece. In order to achieve a shocking effect, so that he could eat well and drink spicy food in Qin Guo in the future. Shang Wen mixed about 30 or more pounds. Anyway, he didn't know how much the ancient unit of measurement was, so he had to estimate it according to his modern standard. Then, he began to put the gunpowder into the prepared hemp cloth. Because the hemp cloth was quite rough, Shang Wen used many layers, but it was still not enough, so he had to put a quilt in it. Then, he took out a piece of hemp cloth and made a fuse by rubbing the gunpowder on it. It burned about one centimeter per second, in order to leave himself time to escape. He made the fuse very long.

  Press down the fuse and start packing. Finally, Shang Wen completed it with a big sweat. At this time, the sky was also bright.

  Notify the soldiers. Let their general find a spacious place.

  Seeing the explosive pack I made, I feel extremely happy.

  In the general's tent, the old general heard the soldier's report and was still puzzled. He then let the soldier go prepare.

  Outside the campsite, a large army gathered. The soldiers formed a square formation, looking fierce and menacing.

  Shang Wen walked up to the general with a bundle of explosives in his arms.

  No formalities. Shang Wen didn't know either. He just said, "This is what I was talking about. However, General, you need to get your soldiers ready. It's best to cover their ears or open their mouths wide. The sound is very loud. The general did the same."

  Hearing this sentence, the old general didn't know what was going on. As long as there were orders.

  Shang Wen ran far away from the army and put the explosives on the ground in a distant place. He carefully lit it with flint.

  Tap tap, after a long time of striking, Shang Wen thought he should invent a lighter. One strike and it's lit. Saying that, he lit the fuse and quickly ran away.

  Ran for about fifty or sixty meters, and then quickly crawled on the ground with mouth agape.

  It was quiet for four or five seconds. Shang Wen thought to himself. Who knows how ancient people felt.

  A loud noise was heard. The ground shook slightly. Then it was a rumble, more severe than the march of a large army.

  The old general saw a flash of lightning, followed by a loud thunder. Rumbling. Then a plume of smoke rose into the air. Many soldiers were frightened and fell to the ground in all directions. A lot of horses were startled.

  Shang Wen got up and patted the dirt off after hearing the explosion of the dynamite package. He walked calmly to the general's front.

  Shang Wen stood confidently in front of the general.

  The old general looked a bit embarrassed. Shang Wen looked around and proudly raised his head, waiting for the general's response.

  All the soldiers who came out of the camp felt the terror just now. The sudden burst of strong light. Then there was a sound louder than thunder. Even these veteran soldiers were shocked. Many soldiers had not yet recovered from their normal state. The neat formation looked very messy.

  Many soldiers still had ringing ears and couldn't hear the sounds around them. Some even had bleeding.

  The old general saw everything around him. He slowly regained some normalcy. The young officer also showed a look of surprise on his face, with a pale complexion.

  Shang Wen had long known this would happen. Because from the start it was a downward spiral.

  Shang Wen thought so. The old general quickly dismounted from his horse carriage, with a respectful expression on his face.

  The old general walked up to Shang Wen, clasped his fists and said: "I am Meng Huo. I have wronged you many times before, please forgive me. What is your honorable name?"

  Shang Wen was taken aback by the old general's politeness, and his own intimidating purpose had been achieved. However, he did not expect that the old general in front of him would be Meng Tian. The leader of the Meng family. Thinking of this, Shang Wen also dared not to be too arrogant. He immediately replied with courtesy: "No need to be polite, my surname is Qin, and my name is Shang Wen. General, you can just call me Shang Wen." "Sir, I am Meng Tian, a rough military man, and I have offended you many times before. This is my grandson, Meng Ti," he said, pulling over the young officer beside him.

  Shang Wen saw that the young officer was actually Meng Tian. He also felt that his luck was good. If it wasn't for him, he would have almost become a ghost under the knife. Thinking of this, Shang Wen immediately said: "Thank you, General, for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I would have almost become a ghost under the knife."

  "You must be joking, sir."

  The atmosphere eased a bit. Meng Huo hastily changed the subject and said, "I have set up a wine feast in the big tent to calm your nerves, sir. Please."

  "Wait a minute. I have one more thing to ask General Meng." Shang Wen said as he saw they were about to enter the banquet.