Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 50 Final Preparations
The expectations of the imperial court and the clamor of the gentry forced Sun Chuanting to write to the imperial court requesting to send troops.

As soon as this memorial was issued, it spread throughout the city of Xi'an in an instant, causing a great shock.

Even Prince Qin's mansion was busy recruiting Zhu Yixi for inquiries.

Zhu Cunji, king of Qin, asked in a panic: "Governor Sun, are you sure you can fight against Li Zicheng?"

Zhu Yixi frowned, looking at this immature king of Qin, theoretical nephew, couldn't help but sigh: "Li Zicheng has a million soldiers, and the chance of winning is between five and five."

"What should I do?"

Zhu Cunji was quite panicked, he said: "As you said before, if this is defeated, wouldn't the Qin family be as indistinguishable as the Chu family?"

"Your Highness, why don't you send some money and food to the Qin army, and you will be more confident."

Zhang Shijiong, the chief historian at the side, couldn't see it, so he couldn't help persuading him softly.

"How did this happen?" As soon as money was mentioned, Zhu Cunji immediately recovered, rolled his eyes, and said sharply: "This was saved by our ancestors with great difficulty. How can you give it up so easily?"

"Besides, if I, a feudal lord, made friends with the officials of the frontier, wouldn't it be a violation of the rules?"

Both Zhu Yixi and Zhang Shijiong beside him were speechless.

This His Royal Highness King Qin is really a miser!
At this critical moment, they are still reluctant to part with their money. Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?

Finally, Qin Wang Zhu Cunji said a few words: "As soon as the plague was brought under control, there was another war. When will the world be peaceful?"

Zhu Yixi was speechless and left immediately.

Zhang Shijiong sighed and walked away together.

"Governor Sun's dispatch of troops has been decided. Are you not sure about this battle?"

Zhang Shijiong said expectantly.

Zhu Yixi shook his head and said with a wry smile: "The present is different from the past. The robbers have been in and out of several provinces for more than ten years, and today is not what it used to be."

Seeing his obscure face, Zhu Yixi recalled the cooperation in the past few months, and couldn't help reminding: "Chang Shi, Hanzhong Mansion, it's pretty good."

After speaking, Zhu Yixi turned around and left, leaving Zhang Shijiong in astonishment.

"Hanzhong Mansion, Hanzhong Mansion..."

Zhang Shijiong muttered a few words, his eyes lit up: "In the four places of Shaanxi, only Hanzhong is relatively safe."

"It's just that I'm also the chief history of the palace, how can I leave the palace so easily?"

When it comes to the vassal king, even if he resigns, the day lily will be cold when the news comes from the capital.

"That's all!" He waved his hand, with a helpless expression on his face: "Let the wife go."

After leaving the Prince Qin's Mansion, the streets of Xi'an City were filled with pedestrians and peddlers hawking, and there was quite a scene of prosperity.

But Zhu Yixi knew that this was a large-scale purchase before the war, also known as the war economy, which could create a deformed prosperity in a short period of time.

"It's so prosperous, it seems to be a long time ago in my memory."

Zhu Yixi murmured, and then took a serious look, as if it was going to be deeply imprinted in his mind.

Out of the city, came to the craftsman camp.

In order to prepare supplies, the craftsman camp with thousands of people is already busy, and he is quite neglected as the chief craftsman.

But he didn't take it seriously, patrolled, and came to the firearms department a few miles away.

Wang Yu stayed here for many days and kept getting firearms. It can be said that in the past two months, he has supported a lot of forces for the Qin army.

A large number of Frang machine guns and tiger squat guns were manufactured and delivered to various military camps.

It is conservatively estimated that there are at least three hundred pieces.

Before, Zhu Yixi thought, isn't this sending supplies to Li Zicheng?

Then he thought helplessly, Li Zicheng had more firearms, did he hurt the Man Qing more?
Can a piece of stone change a little?
Of course, what he was most concerned about was the red-clothed cannon.

Now, with the emergence of iron fan, the effectiveness of casting cannons is several times faster.

However, Wang Yan still noticed the flaws of the iron mold: "The inside and outside are different, the cooling time of the molten iron is different, and the muzzle is mostly white iron, which is easy to explode."

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi was startled, and hurriedly said, "Then what can I do?"

"It can only prolong its life by its thickness."

Wang Yan sighed, and said: "The original two thousand catties of bronze cannon needs three thousand catties of iron to cast, which is even more cumbersome."

"Understood!" Zhu Yixi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's not a problem. I originally planned to defend the city. The red artillery is not suitable for field battles."

"How many doors have you built?"

"There is not enough pig iron, so there are only eight schools." Wang Yan said regretfully.

"Eight gates?" Zhu Yixi murmured, almost enough, he nodded, and said: "Eight gates are enough, and save the rest of the pig iron for making flintlocks!"

"Flintlock?" Wang Yan was taken aback, "That would take a lot of time."

"It doesn't matter." Zhu Yixi waved his hand and said, "At present, flintlock guns are more important to us."

Wang Yan was a little puzzled, but finally nodded.

Immediately, Zhu Yixi sent someone to leave with the artillery.

"Six gates are sent to Tongguan, and the other two gates are installed in Xi'an City."

"As ordered!"

Zhu Yixi nodded, feeling emotional in her heart.

Originally, he wanted to leave a few doors to go to Hanzhong Mansion, but when he thought of the plank road, the thousands of catties of cannons were so difficult, how could he hide it?
Moreover, Hanzhong has a lot of minerals, as long as there are enough craftsmen, it can produce artillery.

With someone there, everything can go on.

While thinking about it, he had already arrived at the plague camp.

In almost two months, the plague camp has seen more people coming out and fewer people coming in. The number of 50,000 people at its peak has dropped sharply to 5000 people now.

Of course, there are still miracles in this world. There are more than a dozen cured patients, but they have already lived in separate places for fear of infecting others.

"How many people are there?"

Looking at the empty camp, Zhu Yixi couldn't help asking.

"A thousand more people were buried today, and there are less than 3000 people left."

"What about the end of the month? How much is left?"

Zhu Yixi continued to ask.

"There shouldn't be much left." The young man reckoned and said, "The last batch that was sent in was three or four days ago, and the illness would have occurred within ten days."

"That's fine."

Zhu Yixi breathed a sigh of relief, the war was about to start, and he wanted to mobilize manpower. If the plague really came out, it would be the end of the calf.

It's dead.

However, the benefits of this plague camp are really good. There are basically no pedestrians in a radius of [-] miles, so it is best to cover the training of the epidemic prevention camp.

For Zhu Yixi, the plague camp played a very important role, otherwise he really had no choice but to train soldiers under Sun Chuanting's nose.

Also because of the plague camp, the epidemic prevention soldiers were not even allowed to go home, so it was difficult to leak news.

Back in the city, Zhu Yixi was sent by the Governor's Mansion, and Sun Chuanting said seriously: "I have decided that half a month later, that is, the first day of August, I will send troops, everyone, make more preparations!"

The generals had expected it a long time ago and were not surprised.

Zhu Yixi sighed, after preparing so much, he began to see the real chapter.

(End of this chapter)