"Can it be bad? In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of taels of snowflakes and silver will be gone!"
Li Zheng's expression froze. What he really wanted was ten thousand taels of gold when the cannon went off!
This is too expensive.
A group of military generals headed by Wu Guogong rode horses and rushed towards the landing point of the cannonball. They wanted to see the destructive power of the cannonball with their own eyes.
Li Zheng walked straight towards the cannon, reached out and patted the somewhat hot barrel.
"Making artillery at all costs, let's start with 3,000 cannons!"
Jiang Yuanming looked at Li Zheng in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, we have no money!"
"Don't you know I have no fucking money? Can't I make it later? Can't I think about it?"
The emperor roared and Lao Jiang lowered his head in grievance, "Let's make it, let's make it. We won't make it until the treasury is clean!"
On March 15th of the fifth year of Ruian, the Northern Expedition army, which had been prepared for nearly a month, set out for the Northern Expedition under the leadership of Wan Buhai.
"Old man, take care!"
Wan Buhai looked at Liu Mingzhi and nodded heavily.
"Either you go back to our mountains and rivers, or you never come back!"
Liu Mingzhi hesitated to speak and finally sighed without saying a word as he watched Wan Buhai walk towards the front army!
"The army sets off for the Northern Expedition!"
Wan Buhai's old and heroic order spread throughout the three armies instantly.
War drums rumble and horns sound!
Flags were flying on both sides, and the scouts cleared the way to guard the coffin on the ox cart and marched northward!
The two places of Heshuo will never be returned.
In his sixtieth year, Wan Buhai took a coffin and went to the Royal Court of Spies to regain the lost territory.
to show his determination.
Chapter completed!