The rumble of soldiers and horses gathered, and in just a moment, they surrounded all the leaders of the grassland tribes under the Jingguan view.
"People from the Xue Xue tribe, get out of here immediately!"
Li Shentong rode on horseback and held a gun, scanning the grassland people below with a sinister look. If the taxes paid by the grassland were not enough, he would not be able to do business if he wanted to, and he would be held accountable by the court.
He heard that the Ministry of Civil Affairs has now borrowed something called a table and curve chart from Chang'an Middle School, and it can actually intuitively find errors and omissions in tax payment in various places. Previously, two officials in Lingzhou who took bribes privately were beheaded.
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The current emperor cannot be deceived!
More importantly, he knew that the emperor had always disliked him, so he couldn't let the emperor catch his mistakes.
"Xue Xue Bujin is here. May I ask your Majesty, what's the matter?"
At the gathering place of the Huxue tribe, a group of people came out, and the person at the head was Jin rate, the current leader of the Huxue tribe.
To be honest, Li Shentong didn't know this guy at all, because four leaders of the Xuexue tribe died in succession last year, so who the hell knows who this guy is.
"Your taxes this year have been reduced by half."
Jinshu begged bitterly: "Your Majesty, something happened to us last year, and we don't have many cattle and sheep left."
Snap!
A whip from the riding crop whipped Jinsu out and rolled him to the ground several times.
Of course Li Shentong doesn't have such strength, but it hurts to hit someone in the face with a riding whip.
"I don't care what happens to you. You have to pay whatever taxes the court sets for you. If it's less, I'll chop your head off!"
In the Xue Xue Department, those ignorant teenagers clenched their fists and looked at the superior Li Shentong with hatred.
It was a burning hatred.
Li Shentong didn't care about this look at all. Instead, he smiled, showing his perversion.
"You bastards, do you want to avenge him?"
Faced with Li Shentong's problem, the young men in the Xuexue tribe were so filled with hatred that they even cried when they failed to live up to expectations.
They want revenge all the time, but there is nothing they can do.
Facing the invincible Tang Cavalry, they had no power to fight back. In addition, the entire grassland army had been disbanded by the Tang Dynasty, and they simply did not have the qualifications to be enemies of the Tang Dynasty.
If he is qualified, he is only qualified to be killed.
The other tribal leaders were afraid, trembling, and silent. They were afraid that the Tang Dynasty would implicate their own tribes because of the small Huxue tribe. They were really afraid.
Facing such a powerful and domineering Tang Dynasty, the grassland people seemed to be facing Jie Li. The Holy Emperor Khan was the devil in their dreams.
"Everyone come back." Jinze got up, pulled a group of teenagers away, and then said to Li Shentong: "We really don't have that many cattle and sheep anymore, please forgive me."
As he spoke, he knelt on the ground.
As for Li Shentong, he just glanced at him indifferently and then said harsh words.
"You only have three days. If you don't get it together within three days, you will die."
After saying that, Li Shentong turned around and left.
Don't say that he didn't give him a chance. If he did, it depends on whether Xue Xuebu can seize it.
Ten days later.
Chang'an, Ganlu Hall.
Li Zhiyun received a report from Lingzhou that the Xuexue tribe had rebelled and had been suppressed by Li Shentong, King of Huai'an.
After reading it, Li Zhiyun approved Zhu Hong and handed it to Gao Liangzhong for filing.
There are rebellions by the grassland tribes every day, and Li Zhiyun has long been used to it. He does not feel that his rule over the grasslands is too cruel, because he knows very well that when the grassland people are strong, they will not let the Tang people go because they have been kind to the Tang Dynasty.
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This has nothing to do with moral etiquette, but survival instinct.
Nomadic and farming, two civilizations, are born to be mortal enemies. Because one is a destroyer and the other is a builder. One is a bandit and the other is an obedient citizen. They are naturally unable to get along with each other, so one of them can only die.
What's more, what makes the grassland people surrender is not etiquette and morality, but the sword.
Whoever's sword is ruthless and whose sword is sharp is the one who sets the standards. Prairie people will only fear and surrender to the strong, and will never remember the weak and weak.
The weak are their food.
Li Zhiyun's original intention was to kill the prairie people, so of course he doesn't care about that now.
How can the people of the Tang Dynasty live comfortably without dying from the prairie people?
Cruel?
Of course it is cruel, but this is the fact. If one group wants to live well, the other group must live poorly.
At this moment, Gao Liangzhong walked over quickly and whispered a few words beside the emperor.
"Really?" The emperor looked at Gao Liangzhong with a hint of joy.
"That's what the engineer supervisor Yuwen said."
"Let's go to Weihe Workshop."
"As commanded."
Deep inside the martial arts manor.
Sun Changzhen gently cupped his hands towards the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, everything is ready."
Li Zhiyun asked: "Has the venue been cleared?"
"Everyone has been ordered to leave."
"Yes." Li Zhiyun nodded slightly, and walked to the square under Li Zhen's escort.
There, three dark cannons have been placed.
The artillery barrel is black, thick, large and long, and a smell of gunpowder permeates the core of the barrel and spreads in the air.
Very pungent.
Walking closer, Li Zhiyun observed for a while, and then asked: "When did you conduct the experiment?"
Yuwen Rutong replied: "Five days ago at night, there was lightning and thunder. It was the best time."
"Quite smart." Li Zhiyun nodded and said immediately: "Then, show it to me."
"yes!"
With excitement, Sun Changzhen asked someone to fetch a "big black ball", put it into the barrel, and then arranged the fuze.
"Your Majesty, I am ready." Sun Changzhen said to the emperor who was dozens of steps away.
Li Zhiyun waved a small flag.
After receiving the order, Sun Changzhen immediately took the torch from the craftsman and lit the fuse.
At this moment, Li Zhiyun's eyes were fixed on the burning fuse. When the fuse was burned out, his eyes fell on the dark cannon.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and sparks flashed from the front of the barrel.
The powerful recoil caused the cannon to move back slightly.
Immediately, an explosion was heard not far away.
Wow!
A hundred steps away, a specially built rammed earth wall was blown down by a cannon!
Success!
Li Zhiyun picked up the telescope and looked carefully at the ruins not far away, the joy on his face was beyond words.
Finally succeeded!
Li Zhen was already stunned.
He had never seen such a powerful weapon, and he didn't even know how the cannon did it.
If this kind of thing is used to attack a fortified city...
Suddenly his hair stood on end. This was so terrifying. With such a cannon, it only took a few shots to completely destroy the outer wall of a large city.
He suddenly remembered what the emperor said when he came here last time.
Something that changed siege warfare.
Yes, this cannon really has such power.
Li Zhiyun came to the ruins, carefully observed the destructive power, and was finally satisfied.
"You have done a good job, each will be rewarded with five hundred taels of gold!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Sun Changzhen's face was full of joy, and he immediately said: "Your Majesty, although this thing is very powerful, it must not get wet, otherwise it will not be able to produce gunpowder at all."
Do you need to say this?
"Yes, I understand." Li Zhiyun came to the cannon again and touched the hot barrel. His face became more and more happy, and in his eyes, something called ambition shone.
"In addition, Your Majesty, after every three shots, you must pour cold water to cool the barrel, otherwise it will still be easy to explode." Sun Changzhen reminded slightly embarrassed.
"The problem of the gun barrel has not been solved yet?" Li Zhiyun frowned.
Yuwen, a scholar, gritted his teeth and said, "I am incompetent."
He was responsible for the barrel, and Sun Changzhen was responsible for the gunpowder. Now Sun Changzhen got the formula right, but he was holding back.