I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 677 It's Really a Beast
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected Futu City like a flame. Jiang Kai returned to the barracks, walked into the imperial tent, and held up the command flag:

"Chen Jiangkai led the army back to the camp and returned His Majesty's will."

Tangtang raised her hand, signaling Ming Wuci to take back the order flag: "General Jiang has worked hard, go down and rest."

"Yes."

The Qiang army and the army of the extreme northern land retreated without a fight, and no one knew what the hell the emperor was up to.

Although it was agreed to fight again tomorrow, if it was like today, and they found strange excuses to delay their refusal, they couldn't keep procrastinating.

Xuan Ning said, "They dare not!"

"Today, the Lord of the Shark Demon has immobilized most of the Qiang army and watched the camp burn down. If Xiao Zhanye doesn't fight again tomorrow, the army's morale will be weakened."

Lord Pingyang said: "Lord Qiang turned countless people and soldiers into living dead, and some soldiers gave their lives. Xiao Zhanye was too happy to be happy."

"Besides, he has Emperor Xuanwen and Mr. Xuehai as hostages, so he might be able to blackmail the Empress in turn."

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help looking at Tangtang.

Tangtang smiled generously: "Everyone, don't worry about me being threatened by him. The most important thing now is to fight."

"As for the Supreme Emperor and Mr. Xuehai, I will ask for help, and I will never let Xiao Zhanye's treacherous plan succeed."

Everyone nodded one after another, discussing how to meet the enemy tomorrow, and did not leave until midnight.

"Where is Pang Cheng?"

Tangtang looked at the sand table in Xueyuan, and remembered the trebuchet: "I heard that he has been improving it for a while, how is the improvement now?"

Qian Shuang said: "Mr. Su brought a total of ten burning catapults this time, and Mr. Pang brought people to assemble them for trial use. In the back camp, I will accompany His Majesty to see them?"

Tangtang nodded, put on a snow cloak and walked into the snow with a lantern in hand.

The camp behind the imperial tent of the Chinese army has a large open field. Before approaching, you can hear the bustle ahead, and the bright as day fire is very dazzling.

In the snow, the craftsmen were divided into three teams to make the final assembly of the catapults. Pang Cheng was supported and stood under these towering carts.

He was tied with white silk between his eyebrows and eyes. He was dressed in plain clothes and wrapped in a thick fur cloak. Only half of his thin face was exposed, and he was still coughing unceasingly.

It wasn't until someone reminded him that the Empress was here that he put away his handkerchief in a panic and turned around: "Your Majesty."

Tangtang quickly walked to his side: "It's so cold, why don't you wait in the tent?"

Pang Cheng smiled: "These trebuchets are quite different from before. I am worried that the craftsmen will not assemble them well and delay the battle tomorrow, so I am watching here."

Tangtang looked up at the trebuchet.

The locomotive body is supported by a huge wheel, which can roll forward smoothly during transportation.

On the tower-like body, there is a shaft in the middle near the top, connected to a huge lever wooden arm.

On both sides of the wooden arm, a long arm is a bomb basket that can hold boulders and incendiary bombs, and a short arm is connected to a retractable winch.

When the big stone is installed, the short arm is pulled close to the tower, and the stone can be projected.

Catapults, which are generally used in battle, can throw dozens of catties of heavy stones forty to fifty feet away. After Tangtang improved, it has reached seventy to eighty feet.

Pang Cheng often draws pictures of these equipment, and he has new inspirations. The stones that can be projected increase each time, and the tower body can also be stretched freely.

"In addition to these," Pang Cheng motioned to the craftsmen to show Tangtang, "During the march or retreat, you can throw stones anytime and anywhere."

Pointing to the car body, he said, "I have left space for placing incendiary bombs on the car body. Even if there are not enough stones, it can still cover the march of the army."

Under his command, the craftsmen tried several trebuchets, which were very powerful.

Tangtang jumped down from the high slope where he was watching, his eyes crooked with a smile: "Brother Pang Cheng, you are really amazing."

Pang Cheng's face was slightly heated: "Your Majesty praised it, and I just have some ideas based on His Majesty's new pattern."

"If you want to say that in this world, there is no one who is better at improving weapons than Your Majesty."

"Good talk, good talk."

Tangtang hopped around several places again, watching the trebuchet comprehensively, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it:

"Brother Pang Cheng has made such a great contribution, is there any reward you want? As long as I can do it, I can promise you."

Pang Cheng shook his head: "Your Majesty saved your life. It is your blessing to serve His Majesty. I dare not claim credit. If..."

"What if?"

Pang Cheng held his sleeves tightly with his hands, hesitated for a long time before saying: "If I can stay with Your Majesty for a long time, I will have nothing else to ask for."

Amid the din of voices, Pang Cheng's breath trembled a little.

While Tangtang was thinking, Qian Shuang poked the expressionless Tang Bi, and asked in a low voice:
"Hey, what do you mean by being with you for a long time?"

Tang Bi: "...I am not Pang Cheng, the general asked the wrong person?"

"Aren't you all men, the most connected mind? You said that this is a long time and left and right, do you want to enter the palace, or do you want to enter the harem?"

Tang Bi: "..."

Qian Shuang excitedly wanted to ask something, but saw the empress' gloomy eyes, and immediately changed her words:

"The minister is also concerned about young master Pang, who comes from a rough background and is extremely talented and knowledgeable, so he can't give up his talents."

Tangtang snorted twice: "Really? Then what do you think should be done so as not to wrong brother Pang Cheng?"

Qian Shuang: "..."

Your Majesty, why are you still throwing the blame?

He is young and promising, the young man wants to be by your side, not me, does it count if I say it?

Looking at the gloomy empress, and then at the shy young master Pang, Qian Shuang was holding this hot potato, wanting to cry without tears.

"I feel, I feel..."

Or it should be in court, otherwise it would be too beastly for a 12-year-old empress to put such a big brother in the harem.

"The Ministry of War or the Ministry of Industry is more in line with the identity of Young Master Pang. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Tangtang gave her a look of "you are sensible", and then asked Pang Cheng:

"The Ministry of Industry has an ordnance factory, and the Ministry of War has an armored crossbow department. Where does Brother Pang Cheng prefer?"

Pang Cheng smiled: "It's up to His Majesty to decide."

Tangtang jumped to his side: "How about this, I'll set up a separate yamen for you, called 'Anminjian', which means using sharp weapons to protect the country and the people."

"The armory factory and the Armor and Crossbow Department are under your control, and then select experienced craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War to assist you, and by the way, uniformly manufacture armor guns and so on."

Pang Cheng's face became more and more crimson: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration."

Tangtang patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "From now on, you will be the fourth-rank supervisor of Anminjian. You can enter the court to discuss politics, and you don't have to worry about others bullying you again."

Pang Cheng knelt down and made a three-kowtow and nine-kowtow salute: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty does not dislike the use of ministers, and you should go through fire and water to repay Your Majesty's grace of rebirth."

(End of this chapter)