Jiang Xingchen said that although Xingchen suffered heavy losses, the biggest success was to save the research institute, the craftsmen, and the entire Qingshan Village.∮
Just the second day after Jiang Xingchen interrogated Wan Sunheng, this result began to show his power. The kiln and workshop were repaired in less than half a day and could start construction at any time, and the steam engine began to preheat.
Before leaving the territory to go to the desert, Jiang Xingchen had designed machine tools, and rubber and cold drilling technology could be studied at any time. In terms of materials, he and Xianning also discovered several new metals and their characteristics.
Originally, Jiang Xingchen planned to develop conveyor belts, tires, and then steam locomotives. But now what he has to do is...weapons, war weapons with stronger lethality.
When Jiang Xingchen and Xianning led the craftsmen and researchers to work hard, the three leaders on the east side and the lords of Hongyuan City also received news from Jiang Xingchen.
It is not a secret that the Xingchen Leader was attacked, and several lords knew it. However, the empire was in a tight position, and a large amount of supplies had to be sent from all over the empire to the front line. It was mid-winter, and the road was difficult to move, and transportation required huge numbers of people. Most of their city guards and private soldiers were transferred away. They had no ability to support the Xingchen Leader. The remaining people they had were not enough to kill thousands of masters from the other side.
The three leaders on the east side tried their best to gather the horses, ground rhinos and livestock from the pastures thousands of square miles to their own territory to protect them. There was nothing else to do. Hongyuan City, which was far away, could not even reach out to reach its hands.
Before this, they all thought that Xingchen had been harvested and that the opponent was too strong, and even if there were grenades, they would definitely lose.
But just today, they actually received a letter from Jiang Xingchen, saying that the Xingchen leader had recovered. All the enemies were captured... and asked them to capture all the six lurking eyeliners on the other side.
After a moment of stunned silence, the lords were ecstatic and couldn't help but roar to release the depression in their hearts. They did not doubt the authenticity of the letter at all. The letter birds were marked with the star neckline, and the enemy could not make it fake.
Immediately, they followed Jiang Xingchen's instructions and kept a close eye on the private soldiers who were buying medicinal materials. They soon discovered the suspicious person and quickly subdued him, with six people a lot.
At this point, Jiang Xingchen's arrest plan was completed and the news here was completely blocked. Even if the letters came from overseas, they were all fake news. Sun Heng was scared by the beetles and he would never dare to disobey it.
On the third day after Jiang Xingchen returned to the territory, the private soldiers who purchased medicinal materials transported trucks of medicine back to Xingchen Colonel. The old man began to heal his injuries with all his might, and Zhao Zixiang and Xin'er also began to treat the wounded day and night...
The military headquarters of the Qiankun Imperial Capital was busy, people were in and out, and the battle reports of major legions flew here like snowflakes. Since the attack of the Eight Kingdoms at the end of November, there has been almost no moment of leisure here.
The marshal frowned, his eyes were black, his face was thin, and his silver beard was a little dark. His hair was also a little messy, and it was obvious that he had not had a good washing and rest for many days.
"Retreat thirty miles!" The marshal slapped the table and shouted: "The Black Mountain Fortress has been lost. I have retreated 300 miles so far. What is Chen Xuangan doing for food! Behind him is the Blue Seal Collar. Do you want to retreat to the territory of Grand Duke Lan Seal? Tell me, if you retreat again, I will take him, the commander of the Third Legion!"
"Marson! Relieve your anger!" A middle-aged officer next to him hurriedly stopped him and whispered: "No wonder Chen Xuangan is this. He faced the two kingdoms alone. The other party's troops were twice as powerful as him, and they were all elite soldiers..."
"I know!" The marshal took a deep breath, pressed down the anger in his heart, and sighed: "But he really can't retreat anymore! Once the enemy invades the Blue Seal Collar, the damage will be too great!"
"Marshal, why not mobilize the Eighth Legion to go there!" The middle-aged officer thought for a while and suggested!
"No!" The marshal shook his head and said, "Tang Chuxue was seriously injured, and Dingbei Hou is taking over the defense of the First Legion. If the Eighth Legion was in the past, it would be difficult to get in in a short period of time, and it would be even more unfavorable!"
"If this doesn't work, then you can only increase the issuance of grenades! Otherwise, it will not be able to stop it!"
"Grenades are not good either. The consumption this month has been very large! The Yuanshi mobilized from all over the country is not enough to consume... and the supply of the Third Legion is increased. What should we do with other legions?" The marshal thought about it but still did not agree.
The middle-aged officer was silent for a while and whispered: "If it really doesn't work, then you can only mobilize the Imperial Guards..."
The marshal immediately interrupted his subordinates and was firm in his attitude: "No! The 30,000 imperial guards have transferred 20,000 yuan, and the last ten thousand yuan said that they could not move anything. Otherwise, if something happened to the capital, the entire empire would..."
But before he finished speaking, a soldier ran over quickly and bowed and said, "Master Marshal, hurry up and secretly!"
"Easy secret letter! Which army's battle report is it?" the marshal asked with a frown.
"It's not a war report, the address of the letter is unknown!" The soldier took a step forward and handed out the letter with both hands.
"The address is unknown?" The marshal was stunned for a moment, took the letter and opened it to watch, his eyes suddenly widened. Then his frown brows slowly stretched, and a smile appeared on his gloomy face, and finally became ecstatic and excited.
"It turns out, it's... good! Very good! Hahahaha..." The marshal suddenly burst out laughing, slapped the table again, stood up suddenly, and walked out of the military headquarters.
"Marson Marshal, where are you going? The official business here..." The middle-aged army called out loudly from behind.
"There are several deputy commanders first, I will go back!" The marshal waved his hand and left without looking back.
The middle-aged officer withdrew his gaze and murmured: "Who is here to get the letter and what news is it? The marshal was so disobedient?"
"I don't know!" Bing Ding suddenly answered from the side.
The middle-aged officer was frightened and kicked him over: "I asked you if you have any, get out of here and go to work!"
Bing Ding was kicked and ran away with a grievance on his face...
Not long after, in the palace, the emperor's face was long. In other words, his face has never been short these days!
The eight kingdoms launched a battle at the same time, and the enshrined sects were killed in battle. The first legion commander Tang Chuxue was seriously injured. The grenade technology was rumored. It was also at the hands of the eight kingdoms. The empire lost consecutive battles. These things formed a whirlpool and brought the entire empire into trouble.
Especially the Star Leader, who was attacked by thousands of masters in the empire, was powerless except to see, allowing the enemy to run rampant in his territory, which was simply sucking his own mouth.
The only good news is that Jiang Xingchen is not dead, and Mr. Tang is back. But what's the use of this? Xingchen Corps is still besieged by others. Maybe it's already set up a trap and waiting for Jiang Xingchen to come back.
In this case, it would be strange if the emperor's mood was good.
"Marson, what's wrong? Why do you still have to hold back the secret guard?" the emperor frowned and asked unhappily.
"Is Jiang Xingchen back?" The marshal's voice was so low that only the Emperor heard it.
"What did you say?" The emperor exclaimed all his life, his voice rising high!
"Please look at the emperor!" The marshal's sleeve shook and handed the letter to the emperor.
The Emperor took it and watched it carefully, once, twice, three times... Just like a marshal, his expression went from gloomy to surprise, to smile, and finally he was ecstatic with irresistible ecstasy.
"Hahahaha... OK! Great!" A loud laugh, and the emperor lowered his voice: "After the matter is completed, I will grant him the eighth grand duke of the empire! All regions he developed are classified as the Xingchen Leader and are hereditary from generation to generation. Regardless of whether the descendants have contributed or have cultivation... Except for normal taxes, the empire will not dispatch imperial management departments and do not limit the number of private soldiers!"
"What?" The Marshal was stunned after hearing this. There was no problem with the region being assigned to the Xingchen Leader, but it was hereditary from generation to generation, regardless of whether there were contributions or cultivation. It completely subverted the system of the empire inherited since its founding. Is this possible? And it was not dispatched to the imperial management department and did not limit the number of private soldiers... Isn't this an independent kingdom?
"Emperor! You are..." The Marshal was really confused now. This was not a reward at all. With such conditions, there were not even a few princes of the empire. The ministers didn't make a fuss.
"No need to say too much! Just do what I said, but don't reveal it, just let Jiang Xingchen know!" The emperor exhaled and instructed: "Compare with Jiang Xingchen, don't spread the news about his return, and Feng Xuanzhang and the others don't tell you!"
"This..." The marshal hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay! I came to the palace to discuss war with the emperor! I am going to distribute all the stock grenades at one time!"
A glimmer flashed in the emperor's eyes and he nodded, "Okay! Just do what the marshal said!"
The marshal did not stop, and immediately got up and left after he finished speaking.
The emperor watched the marshal leave, stood up from the dragon throne, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed again. This time the laughter seemed very wild, and the sound came out of the hall and resounded throughout the palace...
Just as the emperor and the marshal made up the plan, the Wang family in Linhai City also received a letter from Jiang Xingchen.
Looking at the content of the letter, Wang Tong and Wang Zhicheng burst into tears with excitement. Mr. Jiang finally came back, finally came back.
The mung beans were sunk and disappeared in the deep sea. All ships of the six joint fleets were silent. The Wang family lost nearly half of their losses, and all their property was compensated for their goods.
The Wang family is almost no different from being dilapidated. Wang Tong, Wang Zhicheng, Wang Lun, and Wang Yan now put all their hopes on Jiang Xingchen.
They also knew the current situation in various countries and also knew that Xingchen Leader was besieged. But they always believed that Xingchen Leader would not be captured, and they also believed that the Wang family would eventually turn over.
At this moment, they finally waited for the news they had been waiting for, the letter from Jiang Xingchen.
"Hahahahaha..." Old Master Wang Tong slapped the letter on the table and laughed loudly, "Let's go! Let's go to the curse land!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!