God-level Consort of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 243 is just an accident

Bu Huitong was shocked.

Nowadays, Tubo monopolizes Wootz Steel from Persia, Jieri Dynasty, etc., so that Wootz Steel will basically not be exiled to Datang.

Tubo then used the obtained woozi steel to start building weapons, which could significantly raise the combat effectiveness of the army to a higher level.

Now, Du He actually has his eyes on Uzi Steel?
Bu Huitongzan thought for a while and asked, "What if I refuse?"

"Then you will only die. Of course, death will not be so cheap. Even if you go back to Tubo and shrink back, I will still find you. Do you believe it?" Du He grabbed Bu Hui Tongzan by the collar and approached him , said with a sneer.

Bu Huitongzan firmly grasped Du He's arm, and nodded weakly: "Okay, I promise you."

"Deal, you go back first. In a few days, my people will go to Tubo to meet with you. After that, you only need to be responsible for collecting Utz steel and hand it over to my people. How to transport it back is my business." , Do you understand? Bu Huitong praises you, and I hope we can cooperate happily." Du He smiled slightly and stretched out his hand like a handsome gentleman.

But Bu Huitongzan knew very well that behind this smile was a very terrifying demon king.

He held Du He's hand: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Du He suddenly said: "By the way, I heard that your prime minister did not get along with you that day. Are you interested in getting a prime minister?"

"Really?" Bu Huitongzan asked happily, his eyes brightened.

Du He laughed and said, "Whether you can be prime minister or not depends on your performance!"

"it is good……"

Bu Huitong nodded vigorously.

He looked in the direction of the two large tents, but no one noticed that he had disappeared for a moment.

When he turned around, he found that Du He and the others had disappeared without a trace.

"The devil... the devil!"

Bu Hui Tongzan hurried back to the side of the big tent, and looked at the wooden coffin, but Gong Song Zanbu was lying there beyond recognition.

He hastily pulled out the scimitar he was carrying with him, slashed at the two guards lying on the ground a few times, and then pulled out the arrows from the two of them, before shouting: "Come here, come here..."

In the big tent, many people rushed out immediately.

Bu Hui Tongzan shouted: "These two were bought by the Tang people, and they dared to do harm to the prince's body. I have already killed them. You wait to guard them strictly and protect the prince's body."

……

On the way back, Zhang Jian asked inexplicably, "Master, how did Gong Song Zanbu's body turn into a pig?"

"Hahaha..." Du He laughed when he heard the words: "The principle is very simple. The huge wooden coffin actually has two layers. The upper part is the Gongsong Zanbu, and the lower part is the pig. You only need to press the switch at the bottom. It can be reversed, I am afraid that Buhui Tongzan has collapsed now."

"Gao, Miao, the young master is really clever."

"Wonderful fart, this is Mo Yifei's work." Du He said angrily, and did not accept Zhang Jian's flattery.

Zhang Jian said with a chuckle: "Miss Mo is indeed the successor of the Mohist family. Only she can make such a wonderful machine."

Snapped.

Du He patted the back of Zhang Jian's head: "You are addicted to flattery, aren't you? What kind of Mohism is not passed on from one person to another? That silly girl is still pretending to be a fool with me, and didn't kill the birdman who flew away from Chang'an City that day. Tell me the history."

After returning to the furniture factory from Chang'an City that day, Du He went to Mo Yifei to inquire about the birdman Murong Yehua. Unmoved, Du He had no choice but to put the matter on hold.

The wooden coffin was indeed ingeniously set up, even Du He praised it.

Moreover, just now Du He had someone quietly take away the dead pig and damaged the mechanisms inside. It was impossible for Bu Huitongzan to discover the secret, and he thought that Du He had the art of transformation.

……

The next morning.

Bu Huitongzan and the others quietly left Chang'an in desperation and headed west.

The Tang Empire entered on June 22, the seventh year of Zhenguan.

His Majesty Li Er led his troops and horses back from the Qinling Mountains at noon, and received the officials at the Tai Chi Hall immediately.

Li Er was very satisfied with the negotiations with the Tubo people this time, and began to give rewards for his merits. Even Prince Li Chengqian was also rewarded.

However, when he sent someone to the furniture factory to announce Duhe to the palace to receive the reward, the person he sent came back empty-handed and told Duhe that he was sick from Tubo's anger and refused to go to court.

Everyone thought that Li Er would be furious, but who knew that Li Er just laughed and asked people to send the rewards to the furniture factory in person, and did not intend to question Du He.

……

"System, this young master wants to draw a lottery." Du He said while lying on the bed.

System: "Host, do you want to spend 100 shock points to draw a lottery?"

"Yes!"

Ding!
"Congratulations to the host, you have been stabbed by the Triangle Army."

Swish.

A triangular army thorn fell from the sky, rubbed Du He's shoulder, and pierced the bed board in one stroke.

Du He was so frightened that he jumped up and looked at the three-edged army thorn gleaming with lingering fear, panting heavily.

"Thief Nima, the dog's system, do you want to kill me?" Du He cursed.

System: "The host doesn't have to worry, this system will never harm the host, just now, it was just an accident."

"My Nima..."

Du He pulled out the triangular army thorn with a swish. It was a certain one he had read in military magazines before. It had an extraordinary origin and could be called a murderous weapon.

With a prismatic blade, a few blood grooves in the middle, a sharp tip, and a thick handle, holding it in your hand, you want to find someone to challenge it.

Du He held the army thorn with his backhand, walked to the table, and stabbed down suddenly.

puff.

The thick table was suddenly pierced with a hole.

The biggest feature of the Triangle Army Thorn is that when it penetrates the human body, the blood spurts out along the blood groove, and the wound is not easy to heal. The blood groove can also introduce air into the blocked blood vessel, so it can usually kill with one blow.

"Sharp weapon, sharp weapon... This is the sharp weapon for close combat on the battlefield. What kind of long sword and short sword are so weak... Hahaha..." Du He suddenly laughed.

"Such a sharp weapon must be equipped with Fang Fang first."

"It's just that if you want to build such a triangular army thorn, I'm afraid it will be impossible to achieve it with the technology of this era."

Du He frowned, then took out the paper, compared it with the triangular army thorn, and began to draw the blueprint.

After one night, the drawings took shape.

Regarding the method of making, Du He also had a plan in mind.

Early in the morning, he hurried to look for Yuan Tiangang on the bank of Bahe River.

Jingle.

Jingle.

In the shop, there was the sound of metal knocking.

Then came Yuan Tiangang's voice: "Give me all the strength, didn't you eat? Where did all the strength go?"

When Du He walked into the yard, he saw Yuan Qingfeng sitting in a wheelchair, holding a pen and paper, writing and calculating.

Seeing Du He, Yuan Qingfeng hurriedly said, "Brother Du, good morning!"

"Morning, Qingfeng, what are you doing?" Du He asked.

(End of this chapter)