Opening a Tavern in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 209: The Enemy at the Gate: Tangying's Bombs and Grenades Are Hastily Manufactured

Cheng Yaojin listened to the sentry's report with a frown on his face. The anger on his face eased a little, and he waved his hand and said, "Is that so? That's fine."

"Don't we have bombs and grenades in our army? We can use those things on those Korean bastards and blow them to pieces!"

Li Jing nodded slightly and after a moment's thought, he added, "Although we have bombs and grenades, we can't use them blindly. We need to deploy them properly to maximize their effectiveness and push Goryeo back."

When Cheng Yaojin heard that there were bomb grenades that could be made, his eyes lit up and he waved his hand, saying, "Haha, I thought so. With such powerful things like this, why should we be afraid of Korea?"

Li Jing nodded slightly and calmly analyzed: "Although this is a good strategy to defeat the enemy, it takes time to produce, and the materials and craftsmanship must be considered, and safety must also be ensured."

Su Dingfang stood straight, clasped his fists and asked for orders: "I am willing to lead the people to collect materials. I will do my best to gather what is needed as soon as possible."

The military advisor stroked his beard and said slowly: "The method of making bomb grenades requires a safe and secret place to prevent Gaoli from noticing."

Cheng Yaojin said anxiously, "Stop dawdling and let's get moving. I, Old Cheng, don't want to sit here and wait for a fight. With this formidable weapon, I'm going to make sure those Korean sneak attackers are in big trouble."

A soldier came over and said, "The materials have arrived."

When Cheng Yaojin heard that the materials had arrived, his expression, which had originally been a little worried, suddenly became resolute. His eyes widened and he shouted loudly, "Alright! Now that the materials have been delivered, we have nothing to fear."

"All soldiers, listen up! Quickly clear the space over there for me. We'll start making bombs and grenades and show those Koreans how powerful we are!"

After saying that, the soldiers immediately took action, moving tents and clearing away debris. The originally slightly messy open space was soon tidy up.

Cheng Yaojin paced back and forth, inspecting the site while directing, "Set up the tools! Those who know how to work, come to the front and be quick. We have to get everything ready before the Koreans break through the city wall. Then we can surprise them!"

At Cheng Yaojin's command, the Tang army camp took swift action.

The soldiers had clear division of labor. Some continued to closely monitor the movements of the Koreans at the city walls, while others fully assisted the craftsmen in preparing the site for making bombs and grenades.

In the open space, various materials were neatly laid out.

There are flammable and explosive materials such as saltpeter and sulfur transported from afar, as well as metal and wood needed to build the shell.

The craftsmen's eyes were focused, as they knew very well that these weapons would play a key role in turning the tide of the battle.

Cheng Yaojin stood aside, watching the busy craftsmen. Although he was anxious, he also understood that haste makes waste.

An experienced old craftsman took the lead in picking up the tools and began to carefully grind the saltpeter, grinding it into a fine powder bit by bit. The assistant next to him carefully weighed the sulfur with a measuring tool and mixed it with the saltpeter in a precise proportion.

"The preparation of this gunpowder cannot be sloppy at all. If there is any mistake, its power will be greatly reduced." The old craftsman reminded the people around him while operating.

Meanwhile, another group of craftsmen were focused on creating the grenade casing.

They placed the metal sheets in a blazing fire, and when they became red-hot and softened, they quickly hammered them into shape with hammers.

Amidst flying sparks, the metal shell gradually took shape, and each strike was accompanied by a crisp sound, as if it was the prelude to a battle.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but walk forward and pick up an unfinished shell to examine it. The rough touch gave him a surge of hope: "These little gadgets will definitely confuse the Koreans."

The process of making a bomb is more complicated, requiring the prepared gunpowder to be properly placed in a sturdy and sealed container and connected to a fuse.

The craftsmen were fully focused, with beads of sweat oozing out of their foreheads, but they didn't dare raise their hands to wipe them off, for fear that one careless mistake might cause danger.

"Everyone be careful, this is very dangerous." The craftsman in charge of directing the production of bombs shouted loudly.

As time went by, grenades gradually took shape and bombs were also being produced intensively.

Cheng Yaojin looked at the results before him and grinned, "With these treasures, we have the confidence to challenge the Koreans."

Li Jing nodded slightly. "Although these weapons are quite powerful, they still require the right person to throw them and the right timing to maximize their effectiveness."

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sound of the Koreans digging under the city wall became clearer and clearer. The dull knocking seemed like the urging of war drums.

Cheng Yaojin looked towards the city wall, tightly gripping his axe. "Brothers, hurry up! We're going to show those Korean raiders that the Tang Dynasty is not to be trifled with!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, their morale high.

In this tense atmosphere, production continues and a fierce confrontation is about to begin.

Cheng Yaojin paced back and forth in the open space, occasionally approaching the craftsmen and asking anxiously, "How much have you made? We're really pressed for time!"

The old craftsman raised his sweaty face and quickly replied, "General Cheng, we've already made twenty or thirty grenades, but we still need to work on the bombs. We've only finished five or six."

Cheng Yaojin frowned, looking at the pile of grenades, thinking to himself, "This number is probably not enough to deal with those Korean guys. We need to work harder."

Li Jing, who was standing nearby, also came over and, after examining the weapons, said, "Although the number isn't large, if used properly, it's enough to catch Goryeo by surprise. We must ensure their quality and not compromise their effectiveness in the rush of speed."

Cheng Yaojin nodded heavily. "General Li is right, but I'm worried. I'm afraid the Goryeo city wall is about to be breached, and we're not ready yet."

Upon hearing this, the craftsmen moved faster, and the sounds of hammering and grinding intertwined together, playing this tense and crucial melody of preparation for war.

After a while, the craftsman in charge of making bombs shouted: "General, a few more bombs are finished. Now there are more than ten!"

Cheng Yaojin finally smiled slightly and shouted in encouragement, "Well done, brothers! Keep making them! The more the better! We'll show those Korean scoundrels how powerful our Tang bombs are, and make them cry for their parents so loudly they won't dare to attack us again!"

Everyone was more motivated, and the open space was filled with busy and orderly figures: "These bombs are not enough, hurry up."