Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 121 One small step for magic, one giant leap for Ming Dynasty!

"It looks like it's really over."

When he came to the iceberg again and looked at the motionless iceberg, Zhu Houzhao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It has been more than half a year since that transaction.

The Night King, who was ready to seek cooperation with him, never came again.

In the past six months, Zhu Houzhao has experienced eight emperors' duels in addition to the novice war and welfare war and the war with Emperor Kangxi and Han Wu.

There are emperors from history and countries that have never been heard of.

The next battle was his last novice emperor showdown.

After the next battle is over, it's time for group battles.

From now on, Zhu Houzhao will face no longer only human races, but also all races in the world, engaging in cruel wars in the true sense of the imperial battlefield.

Over the past six months, Zhu Houzhao's strength has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The production base was completed half a month later than planned.

With the production base, Zhu Houzhao's troops no longer rely on the Imperial Mall for weapons and ammunition.

The original armored division unit has also been expanded to three divisions and one corps.

In addition to the Army, the Air Force has also undergone tremendous changes.

From the original dozen fighter planes, it has expanded to hundreds of aircraft.

At the same time, he also added a new branch of arms, the navy.

Before the sixth war, Zhu Houzhao took a batch of lucky ships just built by the imperial court on a whim.

Then they entered the battlefield and encountered a water battle, or an even more brutal sea battle.

Zhu Houzhao and others landed on the boat. The unlucky guy opposite didn't bring the boat and all fell into the sea.

In that battle, Zhu Houzhao didn't fire a single shot. He just squatted on the boat and looked at the guys on the opposite side from a distance. It only ended after they were all drowned.

Years later, Zhu Houzhao would lament that that naval battle was the easiest of all the wars he had ever fought.

Considering the situation of the water battle, Zhu Houzhao also pulled up the navy.

Because the price of battleships was too high, Zhu Houzhao could not afford it, so he only equipped the navy with a few cruisers and some patrol boats.

In terms of reality, the Fifth Army Battalion was finally fully staffed and reached the size of 9 divisions. It was equipped with all kinds of light and heavy weapons in addition to heavy artillery.

In the past six months, these nine divisions have defeated all the countries surrounding the Ming Dynasty, greatly expanding the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhu Houzhao had to go through a group battle and might need them at any time, Xu Dadu planned to take them all the way to the west.

"Your Highness, we have researched it..."

Excited shouts sounded from behind, and Zhu Houzhao looked back.

Then Wang Shouren, with disheveled hair and unshaven beard, ran over waving a piece of paper.

Wang Shouren's magic team is the only department under Zhu Houzhao that has not achieved any results.

The two magicians didn't say a word when faced with the questions from Zhu Houzhao and others, and didn't even move their mouths when faced with the punishment from Jin Yiwei.

One of the women even committed suicide when the guards weren't paying attention.

This made the excited Wang Shouren and others feel depressed.

I thought that with the help of people who knew these things, their process would be very fast, but unexpectedly they encountered two stubborn donkeys.

With no other choice, Wang Shouren and others could only do their own research.

After more than half a year of spiritual enlightenment and repeated guessing and testing, they finally came up with some results, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Among all departments, their treatment is the highest.

They ate food cooked by the royal chef and lived in a fairyland in the sky where only emperors could live.

As a result, no results were produced for more than half a year, and they were under tremendous pressure both physically and mentally.

You know, even the latest weapons research department to be established has manufactured automatic rifles for the troops according to the drawings given by His Highness.

If they, the most important department, could not research anything, they would be reviled by the Ming Dynasty's monarchs and common people.

"What result?"

Zhu Houzhao was also a little nervous. This was the legendary mysterious magic. "Your Highness, look." The excited Wang Shouren handed the paper in his hand to Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao took it and looked at it expectantly.

Then, he looked confused.

What kind of spell did he originally think it would be, or some kind of magic breakdown diagram?

But what the hell is this?
Why are there a bunch of ghost symbols again?

Is this any different from those magic lines?

"Your Highness, according to our research, the spells and methods of casting magic require a symbol that is consistent with nature. After our research, we found that the bird seal script is very suitable, the kind on the jade seal of the country."

Not noticing Zhu Houzhao's blank gaze, Wang Shouren excitedly pointed at the drawings and explained quickly.

Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and waved his hand towards Wang Shouren.

"You don't have to explain it to me. Can you use it?"

"can."

Wang Shouren was used to Zhu Houzhao's habit of interrupting him.

He took a red crystal from his neck, which was part of the dragon crystal given to them by the Ministry of Magic.

Grabbing another handful of hay from the ground, Wang Shouren held the spar in one hand and the hay in the other. He looked at the paper held up by Zhu Houzhao and muttered in ancient Chinese.

As he chanted, the red crystal stone in his left hand emitted light, and the hay in the other hand slowly began to smoke under Zhu Houzhao's expectant gaze.

This mantra was very long, and Wang Shouren recited it for more than three minutes.

As Wang Shouren's last note fell, the hay in his hand burst into flames.

"Huh, it's so hot!"

Throwing away the burning hay in his hand, Wang Shouren looked at Zhu Houzhao excitedly.

"How are you, Your Highness? Isn't it amazing? It turns out that this is the power of immortal magic."

Zhu Houzhao was silent, and after a long time, he showed a forced smile.

"Very good. This is a perfect start. Work hard. I believe you will develop more powerful magic."

"Tell all the masters that tonight the guild will prepare a banquet to celebrate you. In addition, each person will be given a clear spiritual fruit as a reward."

Wang Shouren was even more excited when he heard such a heavy reward. He bowed respectfully to thank Zhu Houzhao on behalf of his men.

After watching Wang Shouren's back disappear, Zhu Houzhao squatted down, grabbed another handful of hay, placed it on the hay that Wang Shouren had just lit, and quietly watched the flames dance.

"Your Highness, this thing called magic requires so much effort to light a fire. Why do you give me such a big reward?"

Liu Jin was very puzzled. He didn't understand that after spending so much effort, he just lit a handful of hay. Even if the magic was developed, what would be the use?

But for such a useless discovery, Zhu Houzhao gave each person in the research department a precious Qingling Fruit.

Zhu Houzhao, who was adding dry wood to the fire, smiled as his reddish cheeks were illuminated by the flames.

"It may seem useless to you, but in my opinion, it's a perfect start."

After patting the dust on his hands, Zhu Houzhao stood up and put out the flames with one kick.

"Although this is a small step in the study of magic, it is a giant step towards transcendence for Ming Dynasty."

"As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. Magic research is like a mess. They have found the clues. I believe that as long as they follow the thread and peel off the cocoons, future research discoveries will shock countless people."

[Dear emperor, in three days you will face the last battle, a war between novice emperors. 】

[In view of your battle records in the first 11 games, we will select emperors whose strength is almost the same as yours as a whetstone for you to enter the new battlefield. 】

[Please be sure to make the most comprehensive preparations to meet new challenges. 】

The reminder of the imperial battlefield rang in his ears, and Zhu Houzhao's expression gradually became cautious.

For an emperor whose strength is almost the same as his own, this whetstone is a bit hard.

But recalling the good news reported by the person in charge of the production base yesterday, Zhu Houzhao felt much more relaxed.

"Whetstone, let me see if this stone of yours can sharpen my sharp edge."

(End of this chapter)