Zhao Wujiang watched from the side, following the description of the words on the memorial, he could already imagine the scene at that time in his mind.

These war beasts in southern Xinjiang should be manipulated by the poisonous insects.

It may be difficult for ordinary insects to manipulate intelligent, sensitive and mixed-minded humans, but it is not difficult to manipulate those beasts with simple and single thinking.

People from southern Xinjiang rode these beasts to fight on the battlefield, and they would be three points stronger against the Daxia heavy cavalry.

There are also catapults and crossbows in Daxia, but they cannot play a big role in the face of these beasts.

The insects are afraid of fire, and Zhao Wujiang's pills also appear on the battlefield, but there are also targeted measures in the southern Xinjiang.

Water trucks appeared on the battlefield, and there was a lot of precipitation in southern Xinjiang. The rivers, lakes, seas, mountains, and flowing water was inexhaustible. The water trucks pushed into the battlefield, and the fire attack in Daxia also lost its effectiveness.

Even though Zhao Wujiang's elixir effect suppressed the southern border of the insects, these manipulated war beasts had no consciousness. With their instinct and blood, they rushed to the battlefield and tore up the soldiers.

Therefore, in the first battle, Daxia was defeated very quickly, so he could only close the city gates and open defenses with moats and trenches.

"The southern border is densely forested, and the Gu is afraid of fire, but now the fire attack cannot work, which is a difficult task."

Xuanyuan Jing's eyebrows were cold. Although the first battle was not too important, it undoubtedly had some damage to morale and had to find a way to deal with it.

"Doesn't there be firearms in Daxia?" Zhao Wujiang asked a question.

What is a firearm? Lord Zhao has never been to the battlefield... The Minister of War spoke out:

"What Lord Zhao can say is that the arrow is wrapped in cloth, stained with pine oil, and then ignite the rocket shot by the archer after it is ignited?"

"Gunpowder." Zhao Wujiang narrowed his eyes slightly and changed his words.

"Fire... medicine?" The Minister of War was puzzled. Could gunpowder be some kind of secret recipe for soup and medicine, boiled with fire?

Xuanyuan Jing also looked at Zhao Wujiang in confusion, but there was a little light in her eyes. She knew that Zhao Wujiang had always been very thoughtful and extremely intelligent, so she might have some solutions.

When Zhao Wujiang saw the expressions of the two, he felt a little surprised and suspicious. There is no gunpowder in this world?

He changed his opinion:

“Are there any fireworks?”

"Fireworks? Lord Zhao, what are you talking about? They are both medicine and flowers?" The Minister of War was extremely puzzled.

Gunpowder, in the Blue Star China, is said to be invented by Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty.

In ancient Taoist alchemy, they pursued immortality, and accidentally invented gunpowder when they were refining alchemy, but they were not interested in gunpowder that could not live forever and were prone to unstable. They taught the formula to military strategists, and then they had the four great inventions of ancient China.

One of the black gunpowder.

Without refining elixirs, who would have thought that in the ancient context, the mixing of sulfur, nitrate and carbon would cause a violent reaction?

There is also stone fat, which is extremely lethal in combination with gunpowder, which is actually used to make ink lighting and lubricate.

Once gunpowder and stones are put into the battlefield, it is impossible to resist with the waterwheels and war beasts in southern Xinjiang.

Zhao Wujiang was excited and said loudly:

"Call the Minister of Works and the Minister of Taichang Temple, hurry up."

The Minister of War was even more confused, and Xuanyuan Jing said in a deep voice:

"Go quickly!"

"I obey the order..." The Minister of War hurriedly left, and he was extremely puzzled. What is the situation?

After the Minister of War left, Xuanyuan Jing asked:

"Have you figured out a solution?"

"Yes." Zhao Wujiang nodded, shook his head and smiled:

"Xuanyuan Jing, I didn't expect that Daxia has never been able to put gunpowder into the military for so many years."

"The heavy cavalry of the Great Xia swept across the countries and there was also a time for fire to attack, but the gunpowder you mentioned? Is it fire or medicine?" Xuanyuan Jing was puzzled.

Zhao Wujiang smiled gently:
Chapter completed!