Become a feudal king from today

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Xu looked interested. read

Wang Ying glared at Wang Chong and said slowly: "Your Highness has come back at the right time. The iron mold will be poured today. Do you want to observe it in person?"

"What a coincidence." Zhao Xu looked surprised.

The construction of bastions and battleships is in progress. In the future, both bastions and battleships will require a huge number of artillery.

Now that the iron mold is cast, the next step is to make the artillery.

To him, this matter was of vital importance.

He did not let his autumn hunting victory go to his head.

Beidi is powerful.

This failure was just a trap for Kutu.

Even Chang Wei admitted that Beidi soldiers were brave and good at fighting.

If the two families fought in the wild, he might win, but the losses would definitely be huge.

The high mobility of the cavalry allows them to retreat at any time, making it difficult for the enemy to pursue them.

It can also quickly maneuver to strategic points and seize the opportunity.

Especially if there is a long supply line, facing an opponent with a large number of cavalry will be a nightmare.

Just these thoughts.

He believed that facing Beidi and Xiliang for a long time, we could only take a defensive stance.

And artillery is a weapon for defense.

Facing the current complicated situation in Yanzhou, this is also his life-saving straw to protect his land.

"Let's go take a look." Zhao Xu walked out.

The three of them arrived at the Military Division and saw eighteen columns placed in the courtyard.

This is the final step of pouring.

Arriving in front of the column, Zhao Xu saw half a mud cannon placed inside with its muzzle facing upward.

The cylinder on which the mud cannon is placed is also made of clay, with a gap between it and the mud cannon.

Molten iron is poured into these gaps.

The reason why the clay cannon is cut in half and poured in half is because when making the cannon, the two molds can be poured together.

After the pouring is complete, the mold is separated and the cannon can be taken out.

If it is cast as a whole, the artillery can only be built once in the future, and the iron mold must be chiseled out once to take out the artillery.

"Your Highness, the molten iron is ready, do you want to pour it now?" Wang Ying asked.

"Let's begin." Zhao Xu nodded.

Although he had this information in his mind, this was his first time seeing it live.

The king responded and the craftsmen immediately brought molten iron.

A temporary high platform was built with earth in front of the mud column. The craftsmen climbed up to the high platform and poured molten iron into the gap between the mud cannon and the mud wall.

After the molten iron filled the gap between the two, the craftsman poured the molten iron into the muzzle of the clay cannon.

After the pouring was completed and the molten iron was allowed to cool for a period of time, Wang Ying ordered the mud cannon to be chipped.

Finally, I used a pole with a cloth strip tied in front to clean it.

The iron mold was finally completed, and it took three hours.

After all, the iron mold takes a long time to cool down.

"Bring the other half." Wang Ying stood in front of the iron mold and gently rubbed the outer wall of the iron mold. There was still residual heat on it.

The iron mold in front of him was only half of it.

At this time, the craftsman brought the other half of the iron mold.

Once the two iron molds are closed, they become a complete iron mold.

"Well, yes, that's what it looks like." Zhao Xu had a smile on his lips.

The next step is to use this iron mold to build a cannon.

"Your Highness, this iron mold is ready. What is the art of making cannons?" Wang Ying rubbed his hands.

To him, this is the most exciting thing.

King Yan said that one shot would destroy him for three or four miles, which was beyond his imagination.

Obsessed with all kinds of skills, he couldn't resist the desire to build artillery.

"You come to the palace to pick it up tomorrow." Zhao Xu said.

The manufacture of artillery does not mean just pouring molten iron or molten steel into it.

There are a series of technical points in the casting process that he needs to sort out.

"Yes, Your Highness." Wang Ying was delighted.

Zhao Xu looked at Wang Chong, "You father and son, one builds cannons and the other develops ammunition, can now be combined into one. I hope to finally see a real cannon that can fire cannonballs."

The father and son looked at each other and nodded.

After leaving the Bingzhan Division, Zhao Xu returned to the palace.

Before he reached the gate of the palace, he saw Chang Wei and the generals above the rank of captain in the army talking about something with angry expressions.

Seeing Zhao Xu arriving, Chang Wei said: "Your Highness, do you know that Kutu will arrive at Yanguan soon?"

"I know." Zhao Xu said.

He got the news on the day he set off from Yunhai County.

Dong An was not only responsible for doing business in Jinling, he was also responsible for delivering important news from the capital.

"Then Kutu just returned to the grassland?" Chang Wei's voice rose an octave.

"That's right, Kutu was captured by the soldiers at the risk of their lives. How could he be released after being frightened by the Beidi people? Your Highness, let the general lead his cavalry to kill Kutu before he enters Yan Pass." Chen Huju Holding his fists, he was even more excited than Chang Wei.

Lu Chang's eyes were red: "Your Highness, during the siege of Chalha, hundreds of soldiers died like this, and Kutu went back like this. How can the general be worthy of these dead soldiers?"

"..."

In their view, they fought the war and captured the people.

The court just released Kutu, which was humiliating King Yan and them.

After Zhao Xu waited for the generals to vent their grievances, Fang slowly said: "Do you think that I am not resentful? I am not angry? It is refreshing to kill Kutu, but I can also shoulder this responsibility. The worst I can do is to be imprisoned. A lifetime in prison, but what about the people of Yan County and Shanggu County? Waiting for the Yuan family to come back? Waiting for Beidi's cavalry to massacre their wives and daughters again? "

He currently does not have the capital to confront the imperial court, and has to rely on the imperial court to restrain the Yuan family.

One day, if he can dominate Yanzhou like the Yuan family once did, he will naturally not have to suffer this bad attitude.

He considered this more deeply than Chang Wei and others.

When the generals heard this, they all fell silent.

Mo Yu sighed, he told Chang Wei about this.

His old friend in Yanguan sent someone to bring him news.

But he didn't expect Chang Wei and the generals to be so impulsive.

"In the court hall, the eight powerful families and the heads of six families were at peace. Two families were silent. Some courtiers bluntly said that exchanging annual coins for peace. This is not a matter of whether Kutu should be released or not. It is a matter of disunity in today's world, and all forces are fighting against each other. He has his own thoughts and does not want to fight Beidi. In the battle of Ningjin, if the powerful army had not retreated when encountering the enemy in order to preserve their own strength, Mo Yu said.

Zhao Xu took the words and said: "So put away your grievances and go back to train your troops. Being weak is the original sin. When you are strong enough, the grassland is just a prison for the Beidi people. Not to mention Kutu, their khan can also Capture it!”

After Kutu was escorted to the capital, he was mentally prepared for this.

The royal family was weakened, and Zhao Heng was still reluctant to lose the elite of Yanguan to Beidi.

At that time, he, the emperor, was really alone.

The powerful clan had the same idea as Zhao Heng, and they did not want to waste their own troops.

"The autumn wind is riding out of Yanshan Mountain, the Xia Ming sword is bowed on its back, shining on the frost. The emperor has not taken over the river and Huangdi, and I don't plan to look back at my hometown. I give this poem to you. I hope you will always chant it and don't forget the anger of today." Zhao Xu Said again.

"The horse is riding out of Yanshan Mountain in the autumn wind, with the Xia Ming sword on its back shining on the frost. Before the emperor takes over the river and Huangdi, he doesn't want to look back at his hometown." Mo Yu read this sentence softly.

He looked at Zhao Xu and felt that he had come to the right place in Yan County.

"Yes, Your Highness." Chang Wei and other generals chewed on this poem, feeling excited.