Martial Sage

What should come is always coming!

News came from the Barren Mountain Barracks that the artillery production was approaching the third batch, and it was coming to an end.

This also means war, approaching step by step!

During the time when Tang Hao was away, Cheng Chu silently watched the new steel cannons placed in the cave, his hands itchy.

He had seen the power of cannonballs, and the scene that could blast the entire boulder to pieces and splash everywhere made him shocked.

He had also seen the shells thrown by the catapult on the battlefield. The pictures of the trembling the earth, raising white smoke, and devouring the blood of the three armies flashed in his mind from time to time.

But Ling Cheng was completely surprised that this newly made artillery was not used to fire these shells.

Hearing from General Tang Hao, according to the current technology, if you want to blast a powerful cannonball out of the artillery, you still need to restructure before it can be implemented.

Otherwise, it will cause a chamber explosion, and the stumps will fill the sky, and it will be your own family members who are sprayed with blood mist.

Cheng Chumo was still a little bit disappointed that two such powerful artifacts could not be combined.

But at the same time, he was more puzzled about the power of the artillery that fired the rolling stone.

Could this thing be more powerful than a cannonball? Otherwise, wouldn't these two months of time and energy be wasted?

Whenever I think of this, the curiosity in my heart can't stop looking up!

After thinking about it for three days, Tang Hao was not informed at all, and a few of his guards were led by himself, and he secretly pushed the artillery halfway up the mountain and fired a rolling stone towards the opposite hill.

Regarding this matter, Tang Hao, who was in the imperial city, was absolutely unaware of this, and even wrote a note in advance, telling the king of Tang that he had to go ahead and go to Yangzhou to supervise shipbuilding.

Except for the eighteen riders, there were no extra followers, and the servants in front of the Tang Mansion's mansion yelled for Tang Hao.

Hong Fu Nu came, holding willow branches, and missed the two rituals before the expedition. This time Hong Fu Nu took the mother's affairs on her own initiative.

The willow branches lashed lightly on the silver armor, making a "bang" impact.

Hong Fu Nu looked at the tall figure in front of her, a woman who has always been emotional, with tears in her eyes.

"Look for God's blessing, my man on the Datang Expedition is safe and smooth all the way."

Snapped.

Willow branches are pulled down.

Tears overflowed in Hong Fu Nu's eyes and her voice was sobbing.

"Hao'er, you must be very careful in this battle. I heard your husband said that the Goguryeo barbarians are all desperate masters."

"Ten-year-old babies are all on the battlefield. This must be a tough battle. I am a counselor who does not understand war strategies, but I know that swords have no eyes, arrows are ruthless, and they are bloody when they are cut on the body. ."

"If we can't fight that city or those savages, we can conquer again next year. Don't try to do it!"

"Regardless of victory or defeat, the Li family will take care of you. Even if you are punished, your majesty will look at your husband's face and lighten it a little."

The hand holding the willow branch trembled slightly in the morning light, and the female hand of Hong Fu wiped off the grass green marks left by the willow branch on the armor.

Lifting his whirling teary eyes, he looked at Tang Hao distressedly.

"Don't despise your mother-in-law here to pour cold water on you at night. The previous dynasty conquered three times. The 500,000 army crushed Goguryeo and returned without success."

"Even if we are defeated, we are not ashamed, but you have to return safely."

With her teary eyes dim, she looked at Li Wanqing, whose eyes were red, and Hong Funu sucked her nose.

"Think more about the family behind you, as well as these two children who just opened their eyes to see the world. They haven't spoken out yet to say "Abba..."

Before she finished her words, Hong Fu Nu was already crying into tears, her shoulders twitched, and she couldn't speak anymore.

With a serious face, Li Jing walked from behind, pulled Hong Fu Nu into her arms, and whispered a bit of grotesqueness.

"The war is imminent, what kind of frustrating words to say! It will be contaminated with bad luck."

With red eye circles, he recruited the servant and served the fermented rice.

"The extra words, I won't say anymore."

"You and I are both soldiers, defending our home and the country is a heavy responsibility."

"In a word, do your best! Take care of yourself! People of Chang'an City, waiting for your good news!"

In the memory, this man seemed to never shed a single tear, but after he finished drinking Zhuang Xing Jiu, he still rubbed his eyes at the moment he turned around.

Tang Hao twisted his eyebrows, drank the Zhuang Xing Jiu, and stood on his horse.

"Everyone, waiting for the news of my triumph. When the time comes, the family will reunite, have a hot pot meal, drink a glass of iced wine, and then the sky will be brighter!"

Li Wanqing's tears circled in her eyes, and she insisted on resisting that it did not flow down, and shouted at the figure who immediately waved at everyone.

"Here we will go back to the mountains and rivers, and the road ahead will be difficult. My concubine only hopes that my husband will be careful. I will wait at home for my husband to triumph!"

At the moment Tang Hao turned around, Princess Chang Le rushed out of the mansion holding her baby.

Ewha was raining, with worries written on her face, and her crying voice spread to the figure on horseback.

"Husband takes care, and my concubine is determined to take care of his parents at home and take care of the children. The door is closed tightly, and I dare not have any personal interests."

"Ying'er and Feng'er are still waiting to hear the big bad wolf story you tell!"

Zongma stepped forward, Tang Hao stretched out his fingers, Princess Changle raised the child's immature hand in her arms, held it tightly, and smiled innocently.

Tang Hao's words came softly, extremely gentle.

"This battle is for the peace of the world. Waiting for Abba to come back, I will give you a Datang who never needs an expedition!"

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