Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

In the next few days, under the arrangement of Mu Wenjing, the courtiers from Fuli visited the various weapons and armors improved by Mu Xiyin, and the new military formation that Mu Xici created according to the Qimen gossip. , a fancy cloth strategy jointly figured out with Mo Junli and other juniors.

The expressions on everyone's faces also gradually collapsed from one of panic at the beginning to one of numbness.

However, just when they thought that their poor little hearts had already been tempered and would never be easily moved by foreign objects, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of them, they would not change their faces, the head coach of Mu Da waved his bare hand and smiled. He ordered someone to bring out the cannon, which was more than five feet long and weighed more than seven hundred catties.

The sound of the gun|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon|cannon being ejected shook the world, the projectile landed on the ground, and the dust wave almost overturned everyone's scalps.

After all the flying smoke and dust had dissipated, the Fuli ministers stared at the mountain rock that had been blasted by gunpowder and artillery shells into a hole more than half a meter wide, their eyes straightened, and Wen Yushan even more so. Pointing to the big pit on the spot, the hair all over exploded in place.

"Big, big nephew, what kind of thing are you bringing out?!" The man opened his eyes and split his tone, Mu Xiyin responded with a smile and bent his lips: "Uncle, this is an improved gun|cannon."

"It is about five feet and seven inches long, weighs about 730 kilograms, and can shoot up to two miles. It is the least powerful and lightest of the several artillery|cannons that have been improved by the younger generations."

The girl in Xuanyi smiled and said an understatement, but Wen Yulang was completely overwhelmed after hearing her two words.

A generation of Confucian generals who have always been handsome and calm now look in a trance and look like a madman. He stared at the woman's eyes with a wooden face, and the pupils were full of doubts: "...what do you mean it is the least powerful and lightest?" '?"

"It means that any one of the few cannons left in Beijing by this junior is more powerful than it, Second Uncle." Mu Xiyin rolled her eyes.

"—Fuli this time, willing to surrender."

After witnessing the cannon, everyone drifted back to the big tent like wandering spirits. Since then, the last bit of fighting spirit they had left in their hearts was blown away by Mu Xiyin's cannon.

"Don't forget, his mother who died for more than ten years was Fuli's eldest princess, and the Wen family still has 10,000+ elite soldiers who can rival the Mu family's army!"

"According to Father's temperament, in order to appease Fuli's group of people, he will not forcibly take away all the military power in their hands in the first place. Soldiers."

This made him wonder if he was on the wrong team and made the wrong bet from the very beginning.

"Yes, according to what the old minister said, if you have time to lose your temper here, you might as well calm down and think carefully about what countermeasures we should have next."

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The good news of the great victory in the Southern Territory spread back to Qianjing in the blink of an eye, and then spread throughout the court and the public. Those who were brought to the court of the king of God were brought to court, and there were several conditions for peace proposed by Fuli.

"What do you mean by 'His Royal Highness Ruoqi is the lord of the Eastern County in the Southern Province, and Fuli is willing to submit to the noble court'? Aren't they trying to force the father to make that bastard the crown prince of the Eastern Palace?!"

"Well... about one foot long, about three thousand catties," the woman raised her eyebrows gesticulating, "That gun|powder is loaded with a large amount of gunpowder, and the gun|bore has been modified to be more precise, so it can shoot farther."

"Theoretically, as long as the river isn't too wide and the mountains aren't too high or too wide," Mu Xiyin nodded, "it's definitely possible."

"What's more, the one who can be the lord of the Eastern County in the Southern Province may not be the only one who is the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace—if the Seventh Prince's future fief is sealed there, isn't it also the so-called 'Lord of the Two Lands'?"

Coupled with Qianping's fancy and powerful armaments that match each other...

Do they still have a chance of winning now?
Everyone pursed their lips and thought wildly, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at Bai Jingzhen who had never let go from the beginning to the end.

Seeing this, the latter bowed his head and remained silent for a long while, then let out a sigh of regret for a long time: "Grandpa, after noon, let's accompany this junior to have a chat with Duke Mu."

"It's thanks to these bastards who have such a good plan-why, those two useless women of the Yuan family can't support the wall, so they think of Mo Junli, the 'outside' Yuan family's blood? "

On the way, they saw several Ganping soldiers who had just finished a cart of rice and entered the camp with an empty cart, and their emotions became more and more complicated.

"During the previous test... it could reach about eight miles."

"Countermeasures, countermeasures, where can I find such countermeasures for you right now!" Mo Shuyuan angrily clapped the case, "Besides, Mr. Xiang, you think that bastard's fief was sealed in Fuli's old place, and it's not right for us. Wouldn't it have the slightest effect?"

——Speaking of which, Qianping and his group are really serious about doing things for the common people.

At first they thought that these people were just improvised to put on a show in front of them, but they didn't expect that their rice grains would be scattered all the way to the present.

Hearing this good news, Emperor Yun Jing, who had been "lingering on the sick bed" for many days, also recovered most of his body immediately, but it was completely different from the joy in the capital, but the palace of Nan'an Prince was full of gloom.

Wen Yulang pressed his chest and forced himself to take a few deep breaths, the expressions of the remaining Fuli courtiers at the side couldn't be any better than his.

"Bali!" Wen Yulang grabbed the pitiful black hair on the top of his head, which was getting thinner and thinner, his eyes collapsed, "Wouldn't it be possible to directly destroy the city across the river and cut off the road across the mountain?"

...Very well, their advantage of keeping away from the natural dangers of mountains and rivers has been completely destroyed by this thing.

"Why is the lord so impatient? Although the person helping Li has proposed the conditions for peace, His Majesty did not say that he must agree to them." Liao Zhen lowered his eyes and knocked on the armchair with his fingers expressionless. Armrest, "This matter has not yet reached a conclusion, my lord, you don't want to mess up your position now."

"What do those bastard Fuli people mean!" In Wang's study, Mo Shuyuan stared viciously at a handwriting on the desk, his eyes were so poisonous that he wanted to nail through these two thin sheets of rice paper.

The little Highness is also not in the camp all day long - today I went to the East Village to help someone repair a roof, and tomorrow I went to the South Village to open a canal for people. These scattered jobs in the villages and towns, they did not find that any of them were Little Highness He can't do it.

——This is not a good sign.

Compared with the one they respected before, the gap is too big.

He only felt that Mo Shuyuan's expression was so ferocious that it was undignified for the Tian family. Looking at him now, he felt that he was not like the prince of the Tian family who should have been proud and noble, but more like that Yuan who was not much. Congratulations to the family.

"In this way, if Lao Qi really becomes the lord of those two places, even if he is not the prince of the East Palace, he is still a first-class prince who can almost sit on an equal footing with the Ninth Five-"

(The above data refers to the extremely castrated version of the Hongyi cannon in the Ming Dynasty, and has been adjusted according to the meaning of my sister. It is the level that the ancient working people can achieve under the normal technical level. At the same time, the level of the artisans under them is higher. It can be done without writing blindly!)

——This is a shovel for him to beat a fairy!

"Heh!" Mo Shuyuan sneered, and Liao Zhen couldn't help frowning when he heard the sound.

Wen Yulang's forehead thumped uncontrollably when he heard this: "How big is the biggest?"

"If it really happened like this in the end, then what is this king going to do all this hard work!"

Sister, a terrifying woman.

How could there be such a terrifying woman? She still said it with a smile! ! !

Please enjoy the following, Mo Shuyuan jumps over the wall in a hurry.

The grueling part is over, should I be able to write faster?
As long as my mind wakes up when I wake up.