The Queen suppressed her regret deep in her heart and did not show it.
"Tu Aiqing, you can't even imitate a crossbow. Isn't there nothing you can do about the cannon I gave you?"
Tu Lu Che felt the Queen's oppressive gaze and nodded helplessly.
"Your Majesty, I forgive you. I really can't do anything. I asked a skilled craftsman to sharpen the steel on the barrel for a long time before removing just a tiny bit of debris. Its hardness is better than the wheels of the dragon car and the hardness of the artillery barrel we cast.
It's a world of difference.
The old minister had someone remove an outer ring that resembled a handle from above, and it was burned in the fire for a whole day without deformation.
Such skill is completely beyond the knowledge of the veteran.
If you can't even smelt the embryo of the artillery, how can you imitate this artillery?"
Tu Lu Che looked at the Queen with a sigh, he really had no choice at all.
Ever since he took over this artillery piece from His Majesty, which looked quite exquisite but had no idea of its power, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to imitating this artillery piece.
However, in the past few days, the picture car has suffered more blows than it suffered in the first half of its life.
The wheels of the fire dragon chariot were all made with such fine details by myself. I thought that imitating a cannon would be a simple matter, but I was disappointed.
After a few days, I couldn't even eat a random part off the artillery.
More than a dozen skilled craftsmen raised the temperature of the furnace to the highest level, and even the small handle removed from the cannon could not be melted.
How can I imitate the entire appearance of this artillery piece?
Forcibly imitating it is just gold and jade on the outside and ruined on the inside.
The Queen stared at the downcast expression on the picture car, and finally asked unwillingly: "Is there really nothing you can do?"
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. There really is nothing I can do. The charcoal fire consumption in the past few days is more than the consumption in the past two months. Apart from Dalong, Mr. Liu, I really can't think of anyone else who can smelt this kind of charcoal.
Here comes a weapon that is even tougher than refined steel."
The Queen slowly closed her eyes and sighed silently: "Forget it if you can't imitate it. Let's put this matter aside and order the soldiers to make prisons and go all out to cast the cannon."
"Yes, I obey the order!"
The Queen gave up the idea of imitating these two weapons, which made Tu Lu Che breath a complete sigh of relief.
If His Majesty insists on forcing himself to continue to imitate these weapons, I am afraid that he will die before he can retire and return to his hometown.
"Let someone push out the cannon that I brought back from Dalong. Since it is tasteless, it is a pity to abandon it and we can only end it completely."
"Yes, I obey the order."
The sun sets in the west and the sky gradually becomes dark.
In the swamp three miles away from the west gate of the capital of the Kingdom of Jin, a sound like a thunderous explosion attracted the attention of the people in the city, and they instinctively looked towards the west of the city.
A thought came to mind one after another, thunder in a drought?
After all, today is a clear and clear day, with no dark clouds appearing under the blue sky above.
Besides dry weather thunder, what else could make such a noise.
Some soldiers who had seen the power of artillery on the battlefield realized something clearly and wondered if the noise was caused by the artillery.
However, although the power of the artillery is huge, there is no such movement when there is only one shell.
It's not like two armies facing each other on the battlefield, with thousands of cannons firing in unison that can make even the city tremble.
The people in the capital were secretly guessing, and the queen and others outside the city were also stunned.
Looking at the sunken earth pit in the swamp, I couldn't regain my consciousness for a long time. This...this...is this the power that artillery should have?
A full-strength blow from a ninth-level master who has exhausted all his inner strength is nothing more than that.
"Daddy is so awesome! The gift I gave to my mother is much better than Yue'er's gift!"
The little cutie's slightly joyful voice brought everyone present back to their senses.
Wanyan Chiezha, Yeluha looked at each other, and they could see the fear and anxiety in each other's eyes.
Previously, the two of them still had the confidence to resist Dalong's front. If Dalong's artillery was equipped with such powerful artillery, it was unknown whether they could resist for a month, let alone a hundred days.
Will not.
Dalong soldiers and horses will definitely not have such powerful artillery.
Definitely not.
The two of them forced themselves to control the fear in their hearts.
If Dalong had such artillery, there would be no place in the world where the Jin Kingdom could stand without the Turks.
The Queen naturally saw the fear in their eyes, but how could she feel calm in her heart?
The power of this cannonball not only shocked everyone, but also exceeded her expectations.
The Queen suppressed the trembling in her heart and pretended to be calm as she looked at Wan Yan and Zha Zha.
"Uncle Wang, dear Yeluha, you don't have to worry. Liu Mingzhi, the heartless man, said that even a powerful dragon cannot afford to equip this kind of artillery. One shot can yield tens of thousands of taels of gold."
The Queen's words made Wan Yan and Chi Zha feel relaxed. They looked at the inconspicuous cannon in front of them and were speechless for a long time!
"Go back. When the information is delivered, you can lead the troops to defend against the enemy."
"Obey...obey the order."
As night fell, the Queen was discussing new countermeasures with Wanyan Chizha in the Royal Study. In Yingzhou, Young Master Liu and Song Qing also staggered out of Zuichun Tower, arm in arm.
"Brother, big brother, I will take care of that servant right away. In all likelihood, I will be a guest tonight. If you have to drag me home, can you still do some personnel work?
Don’t you know that it would be better to destroy ten temples than destroy one marriage?
Brother, seeing the girl named Lulu flirting with you, he wanted to take you back to the house right away and give you something. Why did you hold on?
It’s not like my brothers and sisters have squeezed me too hard and it’s not working anymore, right?”
"Bullshit...nonsense, I'm doing this for your own good. The girls in the brothel can hug each other and have sex with each other for a while. It's better not to provoke her as much as possible.
It’s not that I look down on them or anything, it’s just that our status is not what it used to be, and we still need to pay attention to something.
Ordinary brothel girls just sleep when they can. It's normal to spend money to have fun. Let's not harass other people's houses.
No matter how old you are, there is no need."
"belch......"
Young Master Liu drunkenly put his arm around Song Qing's shoulders: "Brother, keep going. I have three thousand beauties for you to choose from. Back then, the late emperor rewarded me with hundreds of beautiful singers and dancers. Look at it.
You can choose which one you want, you’re much better than these humble shepherds!”
Song Qing stared ahead in stunned silence: "Brother...Brother...Brother, I, I, I...I may have seen a ghost!"
"What a fool, how can there be ghosts in this world?"
"You...you...look...who is that girl in front of you?"
"Who... who... your old sweetheart is here... Gudu... Gudu..."
"Brother, does it look like...?"
"This...this...he's just a fucking person, okay!"
"Huh... Huh... I saw her during the day, she had a shadow. It's not what we thought, chase her!"
"you sure?"
"Very sure, chase!"
"Mom, if we die together, let's chase her!"
In the alley of Yingzhou City, Young Master Liu looked at the empty alley and stared blankly at Song Qing beside him.
"Brother, the qinggong we just used is still a slow and leisurely way."
"Light...light gong!"
"In the blink of an eye, people... where are people?"
"Gudu...you ask me, who am I asking?"
"Are you afraid of it?"
"I'm afraid of a hammer. I've never seen anything like it."
"Then why are your hands and legs shaking?"
"Do you believe me if I say I'm cold?"
"Goodbye!"
"Fuck, brother, wait for me, you ghost!"
After the two figures of Young Master Liu disappeared, a beautiful character dressed in silk and white silk crawled out from the underground of Yingzhou City.
That's right, it crawled out of the drainage ditch beneath Yingzhou City.
"Guawazi, someone please remove the drain grate.
It’s over, it’s really over, the map is useless, how am I going to find the old man’s location?”
Two masked men in black on the roof of a private house looked into the alley. The stunning girl suddenly slapped her forehead as she stared at the wet rice paper in her hands.
"Lao Qi, it's a crime, it's a crime, it's been two days, two whole days, and I can't find the location of the Bingjian Palace with the map. How did she find the location of Yingzhou?
She can't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. Do you think she can find the young master's mansion?
Even Lu Chi is better than her!"
"Fourth brother, be patient and don't be impatient. Be patient and don't be impatient. If we change to another street, wouldn't we be at the palace?"
"You are so damn optimistic. She has walked this alley seven times! Even a fool would have noticed something was wrong! Now that the map is soaked, aren't you afraid that she will find Jeju or the Kingdom of Jin?"