"I must destroy the remnant army of 100,000 tiger warriors before that!"

"Seven days, three days of traveling, two days of encirclement and suppression of Hu Ben, only two days left!"

He looked at the Minister of Industry, with a serious look on his face, and directly issued a death order: "You only have two days, you must seize the time to make the caltrops for me, otherwise you will not be an official!"

Hearing this, the Minister of Industry was so frightened that his legs weakened. Realizing the seriousness, he raised his hands and shouted: "Yes, Your Majesty, don't worry, I will go immediately!"

"Go ahead, if you need manpower, directly mobilize the fourth battalion of the capital to serve as workers!" Zhou Jian waved his hand with great simplicity.

Hearing this, the minister of the Ministry of Industry was even more thunderous. The fourth battalion of the capital came to work for him?

What does Your Majesty want this thing for? He didn't dare to ask any more questions, and after repeatedly saying yes, he rushed into the night in a hurry.

"Zhang Liao, obey your order!" Zhou Jian shouted again.

Hearing this, Zhang Liao's eyes suddenly lit up. The opportunity has finally come!

The Northern King was approaching with great force. He knew that Wang Yu, Li Kui and others were still too few after all. Others might not want to use him first, but the talented and resourceful Zhou Jian would definitely use him!

"After the previous war in the Central Plains, I asked you to lead the 30,000 soldiers. Now it's time to test them. This time I want to lead the expedition myself. You go with me!" Zhou Jian was condescending, like a divine king.

Zhang Liao was overjoyed, and his wolf eyes released a monstrous fighting spirit. Unwilling to be weaker than Wang Yu, he cupped his fists and roared like a beast: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

"I promise that I will not disappoint His Majesty!"

"The Ministry of War obeys the order!" Zhou Jian shouted again, clearing away his confusion and feeling confident.

"I will obey the order!" Qin Zhen and others knelt down.

"..."

After the military meeting in the Zijin Palace ended, the plan to take the lead in attacking the Beiyuan heavy cavalry was finalized. Although Zhou Jian did not make it too clear, everyone trusted him extremely.

In the second half of the night, the six departments started running wildly, and the army stepped in to build the iron caltrop.

In just twelve hours, a large number of molds were manufactured, and then the molten iron was poured.

The outskirts of the capital were in full swing. A large number of troops went into battle with bare arms, burning tons and tons of building materials, which shocked many who didn't know about it.

Under Zhou Jian's death order, the Ministry of Industry completed the work extremely quickly. At dusk the day before departure, at least nearly 20,000 caltrops were made!

Just imagine, 20,000 caltrops are densely packed, like locusts crossing the border... how terrifying!

The transportation of caltrops naturally relies on wooden oxen and flowing horses, and Thirteenth Niang’s painstaking efforts in building it also helped a lot.

On this night, the night before the expedition, Zhou Jian looked at the army rations dug out by the Ministry of Revenue and a large amount of caltrops shipped to Longxiang in advance, and he was completely relieved.

As soon as they returned to the harem, Qin Huairou, Lu Nanwei, Lu Ying and others were waiting there. When they learned about the imperial commander's personal expedition, they couldn't help but get worried and gathered here one after another.

Under the red door, the lights are bright. They have different styles and beautiful faces. They look like the best scenery wherever they stand.

Zhou Jian saw it from afar, couldn't help but smile bitterly, then strode forward to meet him, saying first: "Stop it, everyone is not allowed to cry, I will be angry with anyone who cries!"

"I'm going to suppress the rebels, not to die. If you make me smile, I won't be able to leave tomorrow without worry."

Hearing this, the girls' words were still stuck in their throats, but their eyebrows furrowed slightly, and their eyes were obviously still very worried.

They are not stupid. This is probably the decisive battle with the Northern King. People like Lu Nanwei and Shangguan Wan'er, who are weak and quiet, are in tears. I feel pity for them.

Suddenly the beautiful harem became extremely quiet. They didn't know what to say and didn't want to leave.

Zhou Jian scratched his head and looked at the group of imperial concubines looking at him eagerly. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment. It would probably make people sad no matter where he went to sleep tonight.
Chapter completed!