Duolon pulled the ring hard, and the hollow wooden handle began to smoke. He quickly threw the grenade into the water tank, turned around and ran away.

With a "boom", the water tank was exploded, and the tiles, shrapnel and dust flew around in a fan-shaped shape. Two guards riding on the horse were immediately hit. At the same time, the horse was also shocked, neighing, standing upright on its front hooves, throwing the two guards off their horses, and then running wildly like headless flies.

Hearing the loud noise and witnessing the tragedy, Dorgon, Jirgalang and others were stunned, looking at each other, but didn't speak for a long time.

"Sixth brother, it seems that Boluo didn't tell any lies." Dorgon waited for a while before saying slowly.

"This, is Zhu Youlang an immortal? How can he create such a powerful weapon?" Jirgalang no longer pretended to be stupid and murmured.

Why are you still pretending to be stupid? As soon as a sharp weapon like a grenade is released, the invincible Qing cavalry is about to face a huge threat. The Qing Dynasty, which just established its capital in Beijing, is in danger. This is related to the future and destiny of the Aisin Gioro family. How can there be a complete egg when the nest is destroyed? Still pretending to be stupid and be brave enough to protect yourself? That is really stupid!

"Hmph! Zhu Youlang relied on his cleverness to create such a trick. It is undeniable that when the grenade exploded, the morale of the army would inevitably be in chaos. Boluo was just a victim of the grenade. However, the matter was due to humans. If Zhu Youlang wanted to defeat my Qing Dynasty with just such a skillful trick, he would dream!" Dorgon was startled first, then calmed down, and said firmly.

"Yes, the 14th brother is right. Since we know the existence of the grenade, we cannot let it continue to show its power. There is no way for the world to be. Can a person still be suffocated to death by urine? There is always a way to deal with it." Jirgalang also came back from his shock.

"Let's go back to the conference room, let's discuss it carefully." Dorgon said.

The group returned to the conference room with great thoughts.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Dorgon's face was solemn, his eyes were like falcons, and he looked at Ganglin, Qi Chongge, and Fan Wencheng one by one. Seeing that they were all solemn, they were all thinking, and they had no intention of speaking for the time being.

"Sixth brother, do you tell me first?" Dorgon finally looked at Jirgalang.

"Fourth brother, I'm going to tell you, my brother is still misty, let me be quiet first, you can discuss it, I'll listen." Jirgalang waved his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

"Ganglin, you talk first." Dorgon had no choice but to click.

"When I go back to the prince, it is not difficult for the slave to restrain this thing. I must abandon the war horses and change them to infantry. It will become a scattered formation and cannot charge in a dense manner. Also, when the slave sees the grenade fan upward when it explodes, it will be greatly reduced as long as it lies on the ground. In a hurry, the slave thought of these two." Ganglin said.

"Qi Chongge?"

"When I go back to the prince, I think this thing is not terrible, because it requires the force of a person's arm to throw it out. No matter how strong a person's arm is, it is not as long as the range of a bow and arrow. Therefore, I think that besides riding, the shooting skills of my Qing warriors are also unparalleled in the world. As long as you shoot from a distance, you can restrain the Ming army from throwing this thing out." Qi Chongge said.

When Jirhalang heard this, he thought to himself: "These two are really stupid! Fortunately, the fourteenth brother treated them as treasures. What was the idea? This is purely a pair of idiots!"

"These are too superficial and not enough to restrain the grenades." Sure enough, Dorgon was not satisfied and shook his head and said.

"Xiandou, what are the opinions of the great things?" Dorgon pointed his eyes at Fan Wencheng again and asked.

"When I go back to the prince, I am stupid. Apart from what Lord Gang and Lord Qi said just now, I really can't think of any other way to restrain myself." Fan Wencheng stood up, bowed to Dorgon, and said.

Dorgon knew that he didn't want to say it, and he felt extremely unhappy and said to himself: "Fan Wencheng, are you still hiding your weakness at this time? Letting you participate in the discussion is to respect you, don't be shameless."

"Xiandou, your talent is Taizu, and Taizong is very appreciated. I also know that you are very talented, so I will think about listening to your opinions on military and national affairs. Now that the Qing Dynasty has encountered a big problem, don't hide your weaknesses anymore." Dorgon endured his displeasure and persuaded him.

"When I go back to the prince, I really have no other ideas."

When Fan Wencheng heard Dorgon mention Taizu and Taizong, his heart warmed up. When he thought of Duoduo and his wife, his heart aches again, his mouth twitched, and he still replied stubbornly.

"Hmph!" Dorgon was refuted again, and his face was "clicked" and he suddenly dropped it.

"Mr. Fan, aren't you just being upset about Prince Yu? How long has this been going on? Why can't you let go? Besides, the banner owner is our master. As a slave, the banner owner likes your wife. How much face does that give you? Why can't you think it out?" Ganglin saw that Dorgon was unhappy, and quickly jumped out to speak up.

"That's right, Lord Fan, what a secret thing is today. The Nine Kings Special called you to participate. It can be seen that you were not treated as an outsider. Just say whatever you have. Don't let down the master's trust in us. Lord Fan, you have not been able to do anything, right?" Qi Chongge became even more sinister, and his words were even more unpleasant.

Fan Wencheng's eyes flashed with anger and his body lowered again, and he said, "Mr. Qi is right, Fan has indeed finished his talents."

Jiergalang appreciates Fan Wencheng very much. They usually have a good relationship. Now seeing Ganglin and Qi Chongge join forces to humiliate Fan Wencheng, I feel a little dissatisfied: "Ganglin, Qi Chongge, you two are relying on their power. No, I have to make a stand for Xian."

"Hehe, the 14th brother, although Xiandou is a bannerman, he is still a Han Chinese at the root. He has received Confucian education since he was a child. After all, it is different from our authentic bannerman. Therefore, it is understandable that he can't overcome that hurdle. Now, although the matter has passed, he is still under the fifteenth brother, so it is normal for him to have a knot in his heart. Fourteenth brother, can you adjust the flag for Xiandou, so that he can't feel unhappy?" Jierharang discussed with Dorgon with a smile.

When Dorgon heard this, he thought: "That's right, Fan Wencheng is an old minister of three dynasties, so he can't kill him. Besides, there are still some places to rely on him in the affairs of the government. It's better to let him fulfill his wish. If he could use it for me, the Qing Dynasty would be very lucky. However, if he adjusted the flag for him, the fifteenth brother might not feel very happy."

Thinking of this, Dorgon made up his mind and said, "The Sixth Brother is right. Xiandou, you have received the kindness of the late emperor and have the deepest feelings for the late emperor. This way, how about transferring you to the Yellow Banner?"

The Emperor personally took over the banner owner, and Fan Wencheng was certainly willing.
Chapter completed!