low-key is king

Chapter 202 Don't You Forget that I'm a Mechanical Engineer?

"The Daxuan Dynasty is the Daxuan Dynasty after all, so how can they really care about the civil strife in a small country?"

Lu Xun analyzed: "It should only be that the Yan family has an intersection with an important figure in the Daxuan Dynasty, maybe it is the Ninth Prince Xuanjing, or even the prerequisite for the Daxuan Dynasty to support the Yan family, or it may be that they can win this battle first. battle!"

With the information of Tingxinlou, Lu Xun has a relatively good understanding of the Daxuan Dynasty, and he has also thoroughly analyzed the thoughts of those in power in the Daxuan Dynasty, which is already close to the truth.

"If there is only one Ninth Prince, it won't have much impact!"

Lu Mingyang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking about what Lu Xun just said happened in the mausoleum, he knew that the Ninth Prince Daxuan had also suffered some injuries, and he might not even make a move.

"Lu Xun, are your injuries okay?"

Thinking of this, Lu Mingyang took a deep look at Lu Xun. As a five-level perfect martial artist, no matter how well the other party hides it, he can't hide it from him at all.

"What? Little Xun'er, are you injured?"

The most astonished one was of course Zhao Qidong. The others had cultivation bases and could more or less sense Lu Xun's state, but he was the only one who didn't feel it until Lu Mingyang asked.

"A small injury, what can I do?"

Lu Xun gave his father a resentful look. The reason why he hid his seriously injured body was because he didn't want to worry his grandfather. He didn't expect to be told the truth, so he could only pretend to be relaxed.

But the more he was like this, the more Zhao Qidong, who had lived for 70 years, knew that the little grandson was seriously injured. Seeing him trembling, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to caress his little Xun'er.

"Grandpa, I'm really fine, don't listen to my father talking nonsense!"

Lu Xun raised his hand and held his grandfather's withered palm. The strength in his palm finally made Zhao Qidong feel relieved, but he didn't see Lu Mingyang frowning slightly beside him.

Perhaps only Lu Mingyang and Asha know how much effort Lu Xun took to make this action, and it is distressing to pretend that he is fine.

In order to prevent Lu Xun from doing some actions that would affect the injury, Lu Mingyang could only say nothing. Lu Xun could not deceive him, but it was very easy to deceive the grandfather who has no cultivation.

"It's fine! It's fine!"

Sure enough, Zhao Qidong didn't suspect him, his palm kept patting and patting on the back of Lu Xun's hand, and seeing Lu Mingyang next to him tremble with fear, he was really afraid that Lu Xun would faint.

Fortunately, Lu Xun was not as fragile as Lu Mingyang imagined, and he didn't enter the big tent to reminisce about the old days. After withdrawing his palm calmly, he turned his gaze back to Lu Mingyang.

"Father, do you have a plan for the next siege?"

Lu Xun asked in a soft voice, which made several people in the tent straighten their faces.

In the final analysis, this last battle is the key, as long as they can win, then the event is settled, even the Daxuan Dynasty will not easily intervene.

However, if Tianyang City cannot be captured, or even suffers too many casualties, it is not impossible for De Yan to turn defeat into victory.

Tianyang City has a wide river and a high city, which is ten times easier to defend and harder to attack than Lin City.

"What else can I plan, but rely on people to pile up!"

At this moment, Lu Mingyang finally showed his iron-blooded and ruthless side. He is the king of a hundred battles, he is used to life and death, but when he said this, Zhao Qi beside him couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

As a civil servant, Zhao Qidong's philosophy has always been the word "benevolence", which was also the source of his greatest confidence in persuading his disciple Guan Xu in Dongyuan City.

But Zhao Qidong is not an extremely pedantic person, and now it seems that the Yan family is going to defend Tianyang City to the death, and the army of Zhendong Prince's Mansion can't fly, there is almost no other way except to forcefully attack the city and use people to pile up a path.

But when he thought about how many people would die if he wanted to attack Tianyang City, Zhao Qidong felt a little bit hard to get over his benevolence, and the hatred for Yan's in his heart couldn't help but become more intense.

All the murders were caused by Yan's ambition. If Yan Rongdao and Yan Chaolu's father and daughter had no ambition to usurp the throne, how could Xuanyang Kingdom be in such a miserable state?
"It's not cost-effective to rely on people, and it may not be successful!"

Lu Xun's soft voice made both Lu Mingyang and Zhao Qidong's eyes light up. They seemed to have thought of a possibility, but a hint of worry appeared in the next moment.

"Lu Xun, do you want to make another beheading plan? It's too risky!"

It seems that Lu Ming guessed what Lu Xun was thinking in an instant. After all, in the previous few siege battles, almost all the leaders of the enemy army were beheaded directly, causing the enemy army to be in chaos, and they attacked the top of the city without any effort.

But this time, the opponent has Yan Rongdao, the great master of the six realms. Even if Asha makes a move, he may not be able to kill him easily, right?
In addition, there is a moat tens of feet wide outside Tianyang City, and there is also a city wall that is also tens of feet high. Asha can't fly, and relying on the advantage of the city wall, he might be suppressed instead.

"Who said he was going to be beheaded?"

Lu Xun shook his head with a smile, and then said: "This time, we must win against Yan Rongdao in an upright manner, lest people say that my Zhendong Palace only uses conspiracies and tricks, and those shady assassinations!"

Hearing Lu Xun's last words, Lu Mingyang and Zhao Qidong were a little silent. In fact, they are both civil and military, and they don't really like to use those unscrupulous schemes.

However, since the rise of troops in Watanabe Castle, the Zhendong Palace has always been in a weak position at the beginning, and it is impossible to win without a conspiracy. Therefore, almost all of those few times were beheaded and assassinated.

In this way, it will naturally be criticized by many "people with lofty ideals".

Even in the rear city that has been captured, there are many discordant voices, who feel that the army of Zhendong Palace is not upright enough.

No matter at any time, there will be a group of people who slander themselves as the commanding height of morality, especially after the Taiping, their remarks will be supported by many people.

Both Lu Mingyang and Zhao Qidong had heard of these voices. At first they sneered at them, but after listening to them a lot, they inevitably felt a little uncomfortable.

These guys shrank their heads one by one during the battle, but after the war ended, they jumped out to criticize. If they were to go to the battlefield, they might run faster one by one.

"Little Xun'er, if you say that, don't you still have to rely on people?"

Zhao Qidong suppressed those thoughts in his mind, and then asked directly.

Now that the Yan family has the advantage of defending the city of Tianyang, if you want to fight openly, how can the other side agree?
Since the Yan family did not dare to go out to fight in the city, it could only be a siege battle. Isn't this back to the theory of relying on people to create a bloody path?
"Hey, have you guys forgotten that I am a mechanism engineer?"

Lu Xun stared at his grandfather and smiled, and then said something that made everyone in the tent thoughtful, and a gleam of excitement flashed in Lu Mingyang's eyes.

"Since there are wooden kites that convey information, there are wooden kites that can sit on people, but it just takes more time and energy!"

This time, Lu Xun didn't try to trick him any more. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his wrist, and then a strange thing appeared in the big tent, which caught everyone's eyes.

"This... is this also a wooden kite?"

Lu Mingyang looked at the huge monster that was dozens of times larger than the wooden kite that took off in Lincheng before, and couldn't help but exclaimed, he seemed to know what kind of plan Lu Xun had.

"Mr. Chen, go up!"

Lu Xun didn't comment, but gave a light drink to Chen Xian who had just made a breakthrough over there. The latter didn't dare to neglect, and jumped onto the back of the wooden kite, a little excited.

"rise!"

As Lu Xun walked forward, he patted somewhere on the huge wooden kite, and after drinking softly, everyone saw an extremely miraculous scene.

poop!

The wooden wings on both sides of the huge wooden kite flapped a few times, and it actually flew up with Chen Xian supported.

Even if the flight wasn't too high, it didn't touch the ground after all, making several people look at each other subconsciously.

"This is just a wooden kite I made to carry people. It should be no problem to carry three people. If it is improved, it can seat up to ten people!"

Lu Xunyu was not surprised and kept dying. Lu Mingyang thought that the wooden kite could only sit on one person, and Lu Mingyang, who was a little weak, kept flickering in his eyes, wishing he could hug Lu Xun for a few laps.

"If there were a hundred or even a thousand wooden kites like this, wouldn't we be able to send thousands of people to Tianyang City from the air?"

Zhao Qidong was so excited that his body trembled a little. He couldn't bear the fact that too many people died in the siege battle. Now that Lu Xun took out this flying wooden kite that can carry ten people, it was like sending charcoal in a timely manner.

"Mechanism Master, it's really amazing!"

Cao Song, the fourth-rank doctor at the side, took the opportunity to slap a loud flattery, but no one refuted at all at this time.

The mechanism division's means played an unimaginable role at this moment.

Thinking of the spectacular sight of tens of thousands of wooden kites rising from the ground and then flying to the top of Tianyang City, everyone couldn't help feeling a little excited, including Chen Xian who was sitting on the wooden kites and flying low.

Everyone naturally knew that it was impossible for the wooden kite to only fly so high. If it really got out of the big tent, it would not be impossible for it to soar into the sky. This is simply a miracle.

"Lu Xun, to make so many large wooden kites in a short period of time, your injury..."

"I said it's fine!"

Lu Xun heard what his father wanted to say, and immediately interrupted: "As long as my father arranges a special tent for me, and pays me five hundred skilled martial artists, within ten days, I can at least Create a thousand large wooden kites!"

Under Zhao Qidong's slightly worried eyes, Lu Xun directly made a request. Even if the prime minister is not a practitioner, he still saw some clues after all.

It was precisely because of this that Zhao Qidong was extremely moved. Lu Xun's invisible sacrifices for the siege battle were the most touching.

"My little Xun'er has really grown up!"

(End of this chapter)