Martial Sage

The news that the artillery was born spread like wildfire in the imperial city.

Foreign vendors also spread the shocking news.

Gai Suwen, who was far away in Goguryeo, already smelled a dangerous smell in it.

According to the known information received, the artillery still has the power to attack the city, not to mention the extreme range, which made the emperor pay more attention to the city defense again.

The solid city seems to be as strong as imagined from afar.

"Passing orders! Continue to recruit civilian husbands and strengthen the city!"

"If one zhang is not enough, it will be two zhang, and if two pieces are not enough, it will be three zhang! Is it possible that a mere artillery can break through a three-foot-four-foot city wall?"

Unintentionally watching the performance of the dancers in the hall, Gai Suwen thumped the case table and gave an instruction.

The dancers in the hall hurriedly crawled to the ground, saluted in a hurry, and slowly withdrew.

Master Shi's complexion was extremely ugly, with a touch of trembling, he started to play.

"Majesty, all the people in the country are soldiers, there is not enough labor in the fields, and a lot of fertile fields are left unused. If this continues, it will be difficult to collect enough rations."

"What's more, those city walls are already more than ten feet long, and the materials lost are already huge."

"Most of the mud hills to the west have disappeared. If it goes down like this, sooner or later it will be emptied."

Gai Suwen glanced among the officials with Li Mang's eyes, and didn't even look at Lord Shi.

"The country is gone, why talk about home?"

"I'm Goguryeo, 600,000 soldiers will definitely get together!"

"If there is no food, grab it! Go and fight!"

The soldiers in the palace looked at Gai Suwen who was furious, and walked up to the palace cupped hands to bow.

"Leading."

With the arbitrary order of Gai Suwen, the whole Goguryeo boiled again.

Teams of armored soldiers rushed to the streets to publicize the king's decision, and recruitment notices were posted on the streets again.

In three days, it was not too much, but there were a lot of people who gathered together.

Young, strong, and healthy civilian husbands were directly pushed into the barracks and began assassination and archery training.

As for those old folks who were driven to the Yalu River area, they built a sunken line of defense together with the death row prisoners.

According to Gai Suwen, the Great Wall to be built this time must be built from Fuyu City at the beginning to the land-sea junction on the other side.

The sun is scorching, and the summer sun is getting stronger.

The sweaty folk husband wiped a handful of sweat beads on his forehead, and two palms that had worn out the blood blisters, the blood was drenched.

Amidst the light, the soldier standing on the high platform glanced over here, and the civilian man wrinkled his brows, and tremblingly stretched out his mud-stained and blood-stained hands, struggling to move the wet mud in the bamboo basket.

Seeing that the soldier looked away, he took a breath of relief.

"Strong troops to build the Great Wall, hey! This is really not a life for people."

The lame man walking beside him glanced at the soldiers on the stage in fear, his face was full of sorrow.

"Building the Great Wall in the daytime, I have to go home in the evening to be busy with Nongsang."

"That lady in my family has been cooking gruel for three days, my old eyes, looking at the figure has a ghost."

"You said, what is it for us, these days, I'm afraid it is more terrible than the subjugation of the country."

Hearing this, the previous Minfu laughed bitterly.

"How terrible is the subjugation country? The Ashes are my distant relatives. They sent me a letter inviting me to go there. There were flocks of cattle and sheep, and the grass was full of grass. I heard that they had already used the coal stove exchanged from the Tang Dynasty. "

"One quick five words of briquettes, two buckets of rice money, two pots of rice porridge can be cooked, there is no heavy smoke that chokes people."

"And the cotton-padded clothes that are warm in the winter, now think about this Tang Hao is not as fierce as the rumors."

In stark contrast, the lame folkman smiled bitterly.

"Now our great king is thinking about conquering the world, where we will still care about our lives and deaths."

"This casting fortification naturally falls on us. Under the labor of the city, it is really better to be a citizen of the country."

Looking at the wet mud in the bamboo basket, the lame Minfu Nunu mouthed.

"It's more than the people of the subjugated country. This life is not as good as the dirt in this mud basket."

"Lamb's blood eggs, we can't even taste them, but they are not at all ambiguous when they are used for clay bonding."

"Just our bamboo basket, no more than three eggs, half a bowl of sheep's blood."

When the voice fell, a sorrow flashed across the man's face, which was helpless to own misfortune and helpless to the king's high pressure.

Bang.

The bamboo basket was turned over and buckled on the ground, and the wet mud was piled on the ground in piles.

The civilian husband on the other side hurriedly put the soil in the four-frame abrasive tools, pounded and repaired the corners, and handed them to the soldiers behind him.

The soldiers piled up pieces of mud bricks and connected them one after another. After being formed, such a city wall can really resist the baptism of the trebuchet.

The folks who had delivered the goods walked behind them, and the new round of transportation was still waiting for them to complete.

"I heard that Datang has built a powerful artillery that can move mountains and fill the sea, and I don't know whether our city walls can resist it."

The figure beside him smiled bitterly.

"Resist? How to resist?"

"Our country is just a land of bullets. I heard that the artillery can attack, a hundred steps, a thousand steps, and the Great Wall in front of me is only blocking it for a while."

"It is difficult to really block the army of Datang."

A feeling of sadness filled my heart inexplicably, and the local husband sighed.

"Hey~ Let's make your own destiny."

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