Become a feudal king from today

"Your Highness, what exactly is this firearm and why is it so powerful?"

The Beidi army retreated and stationed five miles outside the city wall, with no intention of continuing to attack the city. ReadМ

The Yanguan generals now turned their attention to the firearms that would determine the success or failure of this battle.

They came to the artillery, looked at it, wiped it, and shamelessly asked the artilleryman to explain to them how to use it.

Rejected by the artillerymen, they came over to beg Zhao Xu again.

Chang Wei, Lu Chang, Chen Hu and other royal generals saw the strange expressions on these Forbidden Army generals, and all of them had a trace of pride on their faces.

This artillery belongs to the royal family and is envied by others, especially the Yanguan Imperial Guards. They feel very proud of it.

"This is called artillery." Zhao Xu said.

For him, there was no need to conceal the presence of artillery now.

There is no doubt that after this battle, the whole of Dasong will know that he has artillery.

"Artillery!" Jiang Han and the Yanguan generals nodded, "The power is indeed worthy of its name."

Then he showed a pleading look, "Your Highness, can you let us try?"

Chang Wei and others smiled kindly after hearing this.

Every one of the soldiers at Yanguan had longing eyes.

He said: "Okay."

The victory over the Beidi people this time was all due to the bloody fighting of the Yanguan generals.

It can be said that they suffered the greatest casualties.

Without them, we would not be able to achieve such results by ourselves.

He admitted that the current Dasong court was full of chaos, but these simple generals and soldiers were worthy of respect.

There was nothing he couldn't agree to.

After receiving his consent, the generals of Yanguan cheered.

Swarming around the artillery, they were all gearing up.

Not long after, there was another loud "boom, boom, boom" sound from the top of the city.

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Five miles away.

There was a faint loud noise, and Bortie's heart trembled slightly again.

He had sent men to the Khan's tent to deliver the news to their khan, Muller Hongzhen.

But what surprised him was that the soldier who conveyed the military information came back not long after he left.

"Da Xing is here, Khan has arrived in Ningcheng." the soldier said.

Not long after he left the army, he encountered a cavalry team coming from the north.

From their mouths, he learned that Khan left the Khan Court and arrived at Ningcheng, south of Ningjin Dusi.

"What? Khan has arrived in Ningcheng." Bokete repeated.

Enke and Ram both looked a little embarrassed when they heard this.

Originally, the Khan intended to go south for a personal expedition, but was hindered by the tribute paid by the Korean envoys.

He originally thought that the Khan would not come over, so he only waited for news about them in the Khan Court.

I didn’t expect him to come in person.

It can be seen that Khan Mulhunzhen has great hopes for this campaign.

Perhaps he was already imagining climbing to the top of Yanguan City and overlooking the land south of Dasong.

Looking at each other, Bikte said: "Let's go to the Khan to apologize."

Ningcheng is only one and a half days' journey from Yanguan.

He felt it necessary to report the war personally to the Khan.

Enko and Ram felt uneasy, but nodded anyway.

Sarge died, and the great king who never had a royal account fell in the war with Dasong.

They could only imagine how angry Khan would be.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The loud noise from the city head continued.

Bokete looked at the south angrily, "King Yan, this is just the beginning, don't think you have won just yet."

After that, he left the camp and rode towards Ningcheng.

In more than a day, the three of them arrived in Ningcheng.

This is a city with strong walls and a vast area.

The words "Da Song" can still be vaguely seen on the blue bricks that built the city.

According to the great laws and regulations, specific craftsmen are responsible for the blue bricks used in building the city.

Therefore, every brick has the name of the craftsman.

This is how to investigate the culpability of those with substandard quality.

Stopping in front of Ningcheng, Bokete looked at the clear characters Ningcheng on the tall city gate, sighed, and rode in.

"Bokte, Enko, Ram, meet the Khan."

Arrive at the compound where Mule Hongzhen temporarily lives.

The three of them were led to the inner courtyard.

Seeing Mu Lehongzhen sitting on the mahogany chair, the three of them knelt down at the same time.

Mullahon's face was as pale as the yellow leaves of autumn.

His bodyguards brought back news from the battlefield.

Sargo died in the battle. More than 30,000 soldiers died and more than 40,000 were injured.

Among them, the Black Iron King's tent lost almost 60% of its troops.

But this is not important. What is important is that Yanguan is now as stable as a mountain.

The joy he felt when he came to Ningcheng disappeared.

"Khan, please punish us." Bikte leaned down and shouted.

Muller Hongzhen suddenly stood up and came to the front of the three people. He kicked Bokete and knocked Bokete to the ground.

Then he kicked Ram to the ground again, and finally came to Enke and kicked him several times.

"This is simply a great shame and humiliation for us in Beidi. We have never lost such a humiliating battle with Dasong Kingdom." Mulehong was really angry.

The troops of the four royal tents also have the Yuan family as internal support.

How could he not be angry that such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to enter the customs was missed like this.

"Khan, it's not that our soldiers are not brave, nor that we are cowardly, it's that we have never encountered such firearms. Our horses trembled because of the loud noise, and our soldiers were slaughtered like cattle and sheep. They were afraid." Bokete told it sentence by sentence.

Ram nodded, "Sarge was killed by that kind of firearm. They could hit the heavy iron ball very far, and the soldiers' bodies were shattered. They had hundreds of such firearms."

"Khan, even the Yuan family didn't get any news before the war. This was a long-planned conspiracy by King Yan." Enke explained hurriedly.

Mule Hongzhen's chest rose and fell slightly.

The failure of this expedition filled him with rage, and he could only vent it out on the three of them.

But he kept pondering the reactions of the three people in his mind.

He had to admit that Bikete made the right decision.

If siege turns into a meaningless death.

There is no need to continue the war.

The Beidi people are brave, but not reckless. What's more, he has been in the Far North and similar situations before.

"I want to see for myself the power of this firearm." Muller Hongzhen said.

The Far North is full of frozen soil and ice, making it too dangerous to travel there.

But here, he could see it with his own eyes.

"Khan..." Bikte wanted to dissuade him because it was too dangerous.

But seeing Mulehon's sharp eyes, he chose to shut up.

After ordering the guards to prepare horses, Muller Hongzhen and Bokete set off from Ningcheng and arrived at the battlefield of Yanguan after a day's trek.

Looking at the Yanguan city wall five miles away, Muller Hongzhen once again asked the servant army to advance forward.

Like all Beidi people, the servant soldiers are nothing more than slaves in their eyes.

Their death is no different from the death of cattle and sheep.

"I won't go, I won't go..." But as soon as his order was given, a commotion was heard.