With Jiang Tie's help, the forging of the cannons seemed to be more at ease. He explained his ancestral skills without reservation, and led hundreds of top blacksmiths to rush to make and modify the cannons.
Deep in the Protectorate's Mansion, it can be said that it is in full swing, with the sound of iron smelting endlessly, and more than thousands of people mobilized.
Noon on the third day.
Finally, after waiting for the good news, Qin Yun rushed to the depths of the Protectorate Palace.
I saw a black crowd surrounded a red cannon full of red paint, with a very mighty red-clothed cannon, which was 700 pounds, and was squatting like a tiger in the sunlight!
Qin Yun rushed in and looked at the red-clothed cannon and looked excited: "How is it?"
"Go back to Your Majesty, Master Jiang has brought people to make the first red cannon body. Before the test fire has been tested, I will wait for you to come." Mr. Feng showed a long-lost smile.
It can be seen that everyone is very confident this time.
"Okay, everyone retreats and try shooting immediately!" Qin Yun shouted.
The black crowd retreated like a tide, and three zodiacs operated the red-clothed cannon and made their first attempt.
Everyone stared at the distance without even blinking their eyelids, especially Jiang Tie, Jinzhu and others, who forced all their sweat out of their palms.
Hissing...
The leads are ignited.
Soon, the mighty red cannon roared, and the recoil trembled the earth. A shell was shot out and glided at a high speed in the air.
It can be seen from the naked eye that the impact is much stronger than last time.
One hundred meters...
Two hundred meters...
Three hundred meters...
Everyone present dared not breathe, and their expressions were almost frozen.
But the shells had not yet fallen and were still flying. Qin Yun was completely crazy and shouted in his heart, to stay away a little further, a little further away!
Bang!
The shells fell down about a thousand meters, blowing the earth open, the soil flew around, and blue smoke rose everywhere, which was extremely terrifying!
After a closer look, even the boulders were blown into powder, and the coverage was very wide, making the scalp numb!
You should know that this shell is extremely heavy, at least twenty kilograms.
Many people subconsciously retreated, and their facial features were shocked and said, "Is it successful?"
"There is a mile of land!"
"If this thing is moved to the battlefield, even a chariot will be blown away without any corpse!"
"Hahaha!" Qin Yun laughed and his face flushed. Although he was less than the most perfect range of the red cannon, he could only do it for one mile for the first time, which was already very good!
This distance is enough to fight.
He almost instantly thought of the scene of thousands of red-clothed cannons rushing into the Turkic capital.
Everyone then reacted, and knelt down in one after another in one, shouting excitedly: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, you will surely be invincible and invincible!"
"Long live the Great Xia Dynasty!!"
The entire open space was filled with emotions, some people cried with joy, some people were excited and disobedient. In short, no one could be calm.
No one knows how hard it is to go from sesame oil to gunpowder, and then to red-clothed cannons. How many arms and thighs they have put in exchange for this result!
Even Murong Shunhua's eyes were filled with tears.
Qin Yun had a big hand and was full of energy: "Everyone, in order to celebrate the birth of the red cannon, I will reward 200,000 yuan in silver, and promise you that when the war is over, everyone can be ranked as a ninth-rank young man, eat imperial grain, and be protected by the imperial court!
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Perhaps the ninth-grade young master is nothing, but for every ordinary zodiac tribe, that is their goal and their glory!
Suddenly, the people of the Ferry tribe were excited, the blacksmiths were excited, and the sound of tsunamis sounded!
"I'll thank the emperor for your kindness, long live His Majesty."
"All up!" Qin Yun roared, and the dragon soared and tiger steps came to Jiang Tie and his men.
Straight to the point: "Can mass production be produced now?"
Jin Zhu glanced at Jiang Tie and replied, "Dare you ask how much does Your Majesty want?"
"The more, the better, endless. As long as Daxia can pay for it, it will be built!" Qin Yun was excited and finally experienced the feeling of what a weapon is to revive the country.
Grass!
Turkic dog thief! Don’t even think about running away!
When the red-clothed cannon was truly born, his life goal seemed to have shifted again. A Turkic person was not enough. The kingly way was to make the world surrender and the Han people dominate the world!
Jinzhu and his friends smiled bitterly: "How long will your Majesty need it?"
Qin Yun frowned: "I have received a secret letter from Youzhou, saying that Yuangu was making small moves near Baxia. I suspect that the Turks had taken action."
"How many finished red cannons can you create within five days?"
"Manpower is not a problem. If you need it, I will immediately mobilize a large army to help!"
Jiang Tie's face was covered in dust and frowned and said, "At the current speed, there are at most ten people in five days. It's useless to come the army. They don't understand the meticulous work of iron art."
"If there were more blacksmiths, it would be faster."
Upon hearing this, Qin Yun's face looked ugly, as if he was thrown cold water, which was equivalent to two red cannons a day.
This speed is not slow, but the current situation does not seem to be waiting for anyone.
Just then.
The scout rushed in with a desperate attempt and roared: "Report!!"
He looked at the same time, his expression slightly stern. Without urgent response, no one would be allowed to ride a horse into here, and His Majesty is still there.
Bang!
The scout fell off his horse and said anxiously, panting, "Your Majesty, something happened, something big happened!"
Qin Yun's expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "What's wrong?"
The scout trembled: "Ma Lu, the general under Yuangu, marched in the scorching heat, passed through the Chidi and the mountains, and left behind thousands of Turkic people who died of heatstroke, and successfully walked around the back of Youzhou City, Yuan County!"
"Last night, 300,000 Turkic soldiers and horses began to attack the four gates of Youzhou and officially siege them. Youzhou has been attacked from both sides!"
"And after Ma Lu entered the hinterland, he began to burn, kill, loot, and did everything he wanted. The Sixth Prince's food truck was cut off. In order to protect the people, the Sixth Prince led the way and was almost killed. Someone saw a big hole in the waist!"
The words came to the ground and the whole hall was shocked!
"What did you say?"
"Sixth brother was almost killed?" Qin Yun was furious, his eyes were bloodthirsty.
The scout nodded violently.
Qin Yun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "What a Yuangu, what a Ma Lu!"
"If you don't kill you, it's hard to vent my anger!!"
Murong Shunhua had a grim face: "Your Majesty, the Turks entered the rear. If this is not controlled, countless people in the heart of the Central Plains will die tragically!"
The scout cried: "That's right, Your Majesty, what should I do now?"
"The Turks tore through the defense line and became wild horses that broke freely and were killing the people of Daxia. The Sixth Prince was already injured and had to hide in Liangxi County."
"In Youzhou City, the waters were surrounded and the sea of corpses were covered with blood. If you were willing to rescue, you could not leave the city!"
Around him, he was scolding.
Qin Yun looked extremely ugly, and he grabbed the scout Yi's collar and said, "How many people did Ma Lu enter the Yuan County area?"