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In fact, when the artillery roared, this cold weapon army did not flee. This was enough to show that the empire had strict military discipline.

It is not that an army equipped with cold weapons cannot fight against hot weapons, but the prerequisite for the fight is that the army knows in advance what kind of weapons the enemy has, and has sufficient understanding of these weapons that can kill at ultra-long ranges, and can arrange corresponding tactics to fight.

Being able to ensure that the entire army did not flee when such terrible casualties were first seen was already considered the ace of aces in the era of cold weapons.

In fact, the rebel commander was also panicking at this time, with blood all over his forehead. He thought that the little emperor, who was deserted by his friends and relatives, had no fighting power, and that he could become the uncrowned king of the empire by holding the emperor hostage to control the princes in the future. Then he could find a way to give his descendants a royal bloodline, such as having a child with a royal princess, and then he could reasonably control the empire in his own hands.

However, the situation on the front line was beyond expectations. The legion, under tremendous pressure and forced by the supervision team in the rear, forced the front line to advance to 200 meters. If they continued to advance a few dozen meters, they could launch a charge. If they advanced a little further, the archers in the rear would be able to kill the enemy more accurately through projectiles.

However, at this moment, the musketeers who were arranged in three neat rows opened fire. The three rows fired alternately, ensuring a continuous density of firepower. This also caused the advancing cold weapon troops to suffer a head-on blow. The dense formation caused the front row to fall down like wheat being cut. Even the elite troops wearing armor could not stop the bullets when facing the Minié bullets.

This special bullet with a groove at the tail will deform and expand in the barrel under the impact of the explosion, so that it fits the barrel. The metal will fit tightly with the rifling under slight deformation, ensuring the sealing of the barrel while allowing the bullet to maintain a high-speed rotation after leaving the barrel, with more precise accuracy. Therefore, even if the two sides are 200 meters apart, with the help of mechanical sights, the soldiers still have a considerable hit rate.

After the musket troops started three rounds of shooting, the cold weapon army that was advancing continuously finally collapsed. At such a long distance, they would be attacked inexplicably.

They continued to advance, until they were close enough for them to launch a charge, which was long enough for the enemy to complete more than a dozen rounds of shooting. The casualties that would result were beyond everyone's psychological expectations. The cold weapon army, which had never dealt with this type of battle, finally collapsed. While fleeing backwards, some people were already holding their weapons and rushing towards the supervision team with red eyes.

Naturally, Lan Nuo would not miss this opportunity. He jumped down from the high platform wearing the royal robe unique to this world and landed on a horse. After changing his weapon to the sword symbolizing the imperial power, he led the imperial cavalry and quickly began to chase and kill the defeated army.

The firearms unit was still advancing slowly and in a disciplined manner. It did not join in the subsequent pursuit and melee, but instead provided support to its own soldiers at all times to prevent the enemy from regrouping.

By this point in the battle, the rebels no longer had any chance. With the emperor leading the army in person, the morale of the army had already been extremely low, and the frontal troops had suffered a head-on blow. Even if there were still a large number of troops that had not yet joined the battle, it would be impossible for all of them to fight in formation due to the scale of the battlefield. But after their morale collapsed, there was no hope that they could be organized.

The morale boost brought by the king of a country riding a horse and leading the cavalry to charge was unimaginable in the feudal dynasty, because under normal circumstances, unless the rule of the empire was about to collapse, it would not be the emperor's turn to lead the troops to charge. Being able to sit in the central army camp was already a great boost to morale. If he really went to the front line, led the troops to charge, and was killed in the army formation, it would be a big joke.

Lan Nuo was the only one who didn't worry about this problem. If he didn't take into account the people's hearts and the foundation of his own rule, facing the weapons of the cold weapon era, he could just as easily kill his way in and out of the rebel army as Zhao Zilong did at Changbanpo. He could even do it without getting a drop of blood on his body if he wanted to.

However, if the morale of the rebels is crushed by such means, the sacredness of the imperial power will be too strong. In the short term, it is indeed a good thing, but in the long term, it will undoubtedly ruin the future of the entire civilization.

So Lan Nuo tried his best to suppress his force within the range of ordinary people. He did not try to unlock the genetic lock, nor did he let his muscles explode beyond the limit to release power far beyond that of ordinary people. He just used daily training to build a stronger body and skilled techniques, and as the vanguard of the cavalry regiment, he crushed all enemies who attempted to resist.

They were like a sharp knife inserted into the heart of the enemy. Wherever the legions showed signs of gathering, they would stab there like a sharp knife, not giving the enemy any chance to regroup.

In the fierce battle of the morning, more than 10 rebels were killed and turned into more than refugees. On this kind of battlefield, casualties in frontal combat are actually less. After all, the killing efficiency of cold weapons is limited. It is impossible to kill people like a meat grinder in World War I and World War II. The losing side is more likely to just flee.

The actual casualties in the frontal combat were less than 10,000 on both sides combined.

When the dust settled, all the turmoil in the court returned to calm. Lan Nuo did not win this victory by any means of power, but defeated all opponents on the front battlefield. This brought him authority that was almost no less than that of the founding emperor. It also allowed him to smoothly implement all the reforms in the empire. No matter whether it was reasonable or not, no matter whose interests were affected, they had to execute the order first, otherwise an invincible army would point guns at them and ask them why they did not complete the task on time.

Lan Nuo is well aware that his current way of governing the country purely by administrative orders has big problems. Although it is better than the state machine of the original feudal era, this is purely because of his rich experience. If someone else were in his position, the empire would definitely collapse on the spot. However, he must do everything he can to speed up the progress of history in this life, otherwise his life will run out. Even if he has the ability to go back in time, he can only be stuck at a certain point in the future and will never be able to see the glory of civilization continue.

After a whole day of trouble and almost everything that needed to be dealt with was done, Lan Nuo, his royal robe stained with blood, came to the basement of his bedroom again. This scene almost scared the former little emperor to death. As soon as the cloth stuffed in his mouth was removed, he shouted in horror: "Kill me now! If you still have a conscience, give me a quick death! Don't let me fall into the hands of the rebels!" The little emperor saw Lan Nuo coming in covered in blood and thought he was defeated in the battlefield and fled back. With so much blood on his body, he might have been forced into the palace. Although he didn't hear any shouts of killing, the enemy might break in soon, and he really didn't want to fall into the hands of the enemy.

"What are you thinking? The rebels have surrendered. 180,000 people have now become 170,000 refugees. Now is the time for a security war. I have to catch these refugees as soon as possible to prevent them from burning, killing, looting, and disturbing civilians."

Lan Nuo's words immediately stopped the emperor from thinking. After a long while, the emperor asked in disbelief: "You only have a few thousand people. How can you defeat an army of 180,000? Did you use some magic?"

Seeing the other party covered in blood, the little emperor suddenly remembered that the other party had also sneaked into his palace silently. He thought that he must be a master who is more terrifying than the strongest among the martial arts masters. Maybe he is not only good at powerful fighting skills, but also knows some spells. He might have cast some spells on the battlefield before, which was how he defeated the enemy.

"Haha, they all say that I know magic. I heard from the internal guards who are in charge of intelligence that the escaped rebels all say that I have the skill of extracting souls and spirits. I can extract the souls of people with just one look. But I have asked people to dispel the rumor. That is just the effect caused by the sniper rifle, which is just a weapon with a very long range. And even without me setting up the gun on the high platform, the new army can still win this war."

As Lan Nuo spoke, he suddenly drew the sword from his waist. With a flash of sword light, all the ropes on the little emperor were cut off. This immediately confused the little emperor who had been tied here for several months. For a moment, he could not believe that he was freed.

"what do you mean?"

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you that you are free now. You can do whatever you want now. If you need anything, you can ask me for it." Lan Nuo looked at him with a smile: "If you want the throne, you can also ask me for it!"

Xu He suddenly faced the throne that was within his grasp, but he was hesitant. Lan Nuo had told him everything that happened in the court these days, so he was not completely ignorant of what happened in the court.

But some things cannot be solved just by knowing them. The new systems and new technologies that are being implemented at this time are simply not something Xu He can handle. Although the emperor has reached the highest point of prestige at this time, the national strength has also been squeezed to the limit. If these implemented systems cannot achieve the desired results, and the new technologies that are being promoted cannot achieve progress in productivity, then no matter how high his prestige is at this time, how badly he will fall when the backlash comes.

So even if the throne was placed in front of him, he had no ability and did not dare to sit on it.

  "What? Now that I give you a chance, you don't dare to take back what originally belonged to you?" Lan Nuo casually found a stool and sat down, looking at Xu He with a smile: "You didn't dare to take over when I was in danger before, and now that I have defeated the enemy, you still don't dare?

Since you don't dare, I won't make it difficult for you. You can think about it now. Apart from the identity of emperor, what is the difference between you and me? What makes you dare not accept this throne even though you have the opportunity now?

Also, think carefully, what is your greatest value besides being the emperor?"

Xu He had been through so many ups and downs these days. After deep thinking, he seemed to have figured out something: "Apart from their identities, is everyone's self also valuable?"

Lan Nuo nodded: "Some people say that people are the sum of all social relations. I agree with this statement to a certain extent, but not completely, because human wisdom itself is difficult to be included in social relations. The same identity and status, if replaced by different people, the future development direction will inevitably be different.

It's like we're both facing the throne, but now you don't dare sit on it, but I'm sure that the empire will be more prosperous in the next few years. This gap is what you need to catch up with when you face me."

Xu He frowned in thought, but he didn't quite agree with this statement: "What you said makes some sense, but I think you can do better because you know more knowledge that I don't know."

Lan Nuo nodded: "Indeed, I know more knowledge that you don't know. If you also know this knowledge, are you sure you can do better than me?"

Xu He fell silent for a moment. He was unsure. Even if he had this knowledge, he would not dare to push the changes so quickly.

"Even if we have the same status and knowledge, there is still a gap between people in wisdom, courage and perseverance. However, this gap can still be made up. Now, can you figure out why I have kept you alive?" After saying this, Lan Nuo turned and left, returned to the bedroom, and began to make plans for the next day.

After a moment's silence, Xu He moved his stiff limbs and left the basement. Now he could put on the emperor's clothes and walk up to the throne in the hall. But when he looked at the crown with 12 beads, he shook his head again, came to Lan Nuo, and with the bright light of the gas lamp, he picked up the book compiled by Lan Nuo himself on the bookshelf and began to read.

"I will definitely take back the throne. One day I will prove that I can do better than you."

Lan Nuo looked at him and saw that he still had the same gentle smile as always: "Come on, I'll be waiting for you in the future."

The night deepened, but under the light, two figures remained sitting at the table, as if they would never get tired.

Looking at the figure beside him who was studying hard, Lan Nuo thought: "Everyone has his or her own personality. Only by teaching students in accordance with their aptitude can they realize their full potential. I wonder how far I can go?" Lan Nuo had a vague premonition that he would fail in the first round, but he was not discouraged at all.

[To be continued]

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