Become a feudal king from today

In the afterglow of the setting sun.

The scouts finished their inspection and returned to Yanguan as usual.

Gently patting the sitting horses, they looked at the boundless grassland dyed dimly by the rays of the sun, and the woods swaying with red waves in the breeze. Everything was so quiet and beautiful.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of arrows piercing the air broke everything.

It pierced the air and hit a scout soldier in the neck.

The soldier clutched his neck, making a hard rumble in his throat, and fell heavily from his horse.

"Enemy attack!"

The other scouts were shocked. From the woods to their left, hundreds of Beidi cavalry rushed towards them.

Arrows fell like locusts, and the scouts were struck by arrows and fell off their horses.

The Beidi cavalry arrived quickly and cut off the heads of the scout soldiers with their scimitars.

In the only remaining vision, the scouts saw a black line moving slowly to the north.

…

Yanguan.

A fierce alarm bell sounded in the evening.

Mo Zhai climbed up the city wall and looked at the Beidi army coming like a tide, with a heavy heart.

"Father." Mo Yu stood next to Mo Zhai. He had removed his armor and put on regular clothes.

The order from the Ministry of War has arrived at Yanguan and he was dismissed on the spot.

He was about to pack up his salutes and leave Yanguan, but he didn't expect the Beidi army to suddenly arrive.

"You go to Yan County immediately. You don't have to stay here." Mo Zhai looked at the Beidi army below the city.

There were hundreds of thousands of Beidi soldiers under the city at a glance.

After the Battle of Ningjin Dusi, he had never seen the Beidi people mobilize such a large formation.

"The people from Beidi are coming. It's all King Yan's fault for causing such a big trouble. It's over, it's over." Standing on the right side of Mo Zhai was a middle-aged general, Xiao Yuanshan, the deputy general of Yanguan.

At this time, his face was pale and there were drops of sweat on his forehead.

"What does this have to do with King Yan?" Mo Yu said angrily.

He had always hated Xiao Yuanshan. He had always been unruly in Yanguan, drinking and whipping soldiers at every turn, but when he saw the Beidi people, he was as frightened as his grandson, which was despicable.

Such a waste can be in Yanguan only because he is a member of the Xiao family, one of the eight powerful families.

"The people of Beidi must avenge themselves. King Yan captured Kutu. How can they let it go?" Xiao Yuanshan said angrily.

Thinking that Mo Yu had been dismissed, he said angrily: "You have been dismissed. You have no say in the military affairs of Yanguan. Why don't you leave here quickly?"

"Vice General Xiao!" Mo Zhai shouted.

Staring at Mo Yu, he said sternly: "Why don't you leave quickly, what are you doing here!"

"The child won't leave." Mo Yu looked at the Beidi army below the city, "If they attack the city, the child will risk his life to protect his father."

His words trailed off.

At this time, a Beidi cavalry suddenly came out of the battle and shot an arrow up the city wall.

At the end of the arrow, parchment was tied.

The soldier picked up the arrow and immediately sent it to Mo Zhai.

"Beidi Khan Muller Hongzhen hereby tells Emperor Dasong to return the Kutu of the Nine Kings of Beidi to me within ten days, otherwise he will break through Yan Pass and flatten Yanzhou." Mo Zhai read.

After hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan wiped the sweat from his head and said, "Immediately rush eight hundred miles to Jinling. You must be quick!"

Mo Zhai chose silence. He did not stop Xiao Yuanshan. He had to report such an important matter to the court.

Mo Yu glanced at his father, and he saw many emotions of humiliation, unwillingness, and helplessness in his father's eyes.

He once remembered that his father wanted to expel Beidi and take back Ningjin Dusi.

But as the years passed, he gradually stopped mentioning it.

Because he knew that Dasong couldn't do it with its current military strength.

This is why he was so happy after learning that King Yan defeated the Beidi people.

Because he felt that he had found someone who could realize his ambition.

For this reason, he even set a trap for his son, using this matter to dismiss him from his post and order him to go to Yan County to assist King Yan.

"Father, the child is gone." He said at this time.

Beidi's purpose was obvious, and he knew that staying here would be of no benefit.

Mo Zhai nodded and patted his shoulder heavily, which was a silent word.

…

"Hey, be careful not to hit His Highness."

In the north of the city, Chengdefang.

Zhao Xu looked at the busy craftsmen. An official stood beside him and introduced something.

During the last war with the Beidi people, he chose a private village and burned it to create an illusion.

After the war, many buildings in this private village were burned to ashes.

The palace lost a lot of money to the people here.

Later, he felt that there were not many intact buildings left in this folk square, so he simply bought the entire folk square with money.

After explaining the matter of iron mold cannon casting, he remembered this place, so he called the engineer in the government office and asked him to clean up Chengde Fang and re-plan it.

"Build two avenues from north to south and east to west here to divide the entire residential area into four parts. Residents will live on the east side, and all the houses on the west side will be built with blue bricks..." Zhao Xu started drawing on the ground.

Now the palace has to make allicin and make wine, and now it has added a perfume, which is not enough at all.

And the land around the palace was wasted when it was used as a workshop.

So he decided to transform the entire Chengdefang and move all the workshops here.

In this way, it is also easier to manage.

"Hmm..." When Zhao Xu said this, the officials nodded frequently.

His name was Zou Rong, and he was a classmate with Liu Fu. He was assigned the position of Gong Cao by Liu Fu, responsible for Yan County's irrigation ditches, city wall repairs and other matters.

"The workshop house needs to be bigger and longer, and the roof above should be a traditional tile roof." Zhao Xu added.

Zou Rong remembered everything Zhao Xu scratched on the ground.

This was the first time that King Yan had given him a task alone, and he did not dare to slack off.

"Your Highness, the blue bricks are fine, but the mud between the blue bricks has been washed away by rain for a long time, and the wall will easily become weak." Zou Rong reminded King Yan.

After taking this position, he spent a lot of time studying production knowledge.

"What kind of mud should I use? No need..." Zhao Xu almost blurted out cement.

But he realized immediately that there was no cement here.

He patted his head and said, "Oh, why did you forget this?"

So he said to Zou Rong: "Let's go to the Military Division with me and I will show you something good."

Zou Rong nodded, King Yan always had many fantastic ideas.

This is something that all government officials know.

Hearing what King Yan said, he was slightly looking forward to it, not knowing what King Yan would show him.

The two arrived at the Bingzhan Division.

Zhao Xu found Wang Ying making clay cannons with the potter in the yard.

At this time, Wang Ying's body was covered with mud, and he was using wooden boards to flatten the cannon body of the mud cannon.

"Not bad, it took more than a day to get something done." Zhao Xu said with a smile.

The size of the clay cannon in front of Wang Ying was similar to the one on the drawing he gave.

The gun body is 1.8 meters long and the muzzle is about 110 millimeters. This is a typical city defense gun.

However, the mud cannon is still a bit rough and needs to be smoothed out.

Beside Wang Ying, there are craftsmen who are making smaller-caliber artillery. This is a field gun with a caliber of 75 mm. The barrel is relatively short, and the wall of the artillery is thinner, making it lighter.

Now that he has made artillery, he naturally wants to make artillery suitable for different combat situations.

There is no need to rigidly follow the path of artillery development.