Become a feudal king from today

"Qiu Sheng, how long until we can reach Yan County?"

On the wide dirt official road, a team was advancing slowly. ReadМ

There were twenty guards at the front of the team, and twenty guards at the back. The one in the middle was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe and was slightly fat. He was King Chun.

The prisoner presentation ceremony was over, and he was urged by Zhao Heng to set off the next day.

Although he was not willing to endure this hard work, he could not resist the order and disrespect it.

After eight days of trekking, the further north we go, the more desolate it becomes.

In the past two days, he just wanted to get to Yancheng as soon as possible. As the government of Yanjun, it would at least look a bit like it.

"Your Highness, after passing the village in front is Yan County." A young boy in green clothes rode on a horse, accompanying King Chun, pointing to the village in front of him.

It's August and the weather is still scorching hot.

Along the way from the last station, King Chun was already sweating profusely from the heat.

Thirst and tired.

Wiping his sweat, he said: "Let's take a rest in the front."

After walking for a while, there was indeed a village facing the official road.

There is also a tea shop at the entrance of the village, where five or six people are drinking tea.

"My lord, would you like a bowl of the newly brewed mung bean tea to relieve summer heat?"

King Chun and his entourage arrived, and the old man in the tea shop immediately came up to ask.

"One bowl for each person." King Chun dismounted and asked the guards to dismount as well and take a rest.

"Oh, I'm really going to get rich when I meet a noble person today." The old man happily carried the teapot and set a bowl for King Chun to pour tea.

It was Qiu Sheng's turn. Qiu Sheng suddenly came to King Chun holding his stomach and said, "Your Highness, I have a stomachache."

"You have a lot to do." King Chun drank the mung bean tea, shook his head, motioned for him to go, and then asked the old man: "How long does it take to get to Yancheng from here?"

"It takes three or four days to walk and only takes one day to get there on horseback." The old man poured tea and returned to Prince Chun.

Hearing this, King Chun nodded.

After drinking tea, he sat on a chair to rest, and the guards also sat together in twos and threes.

A quarter of an hour passed, and King Chun suddenly felt a strong wave of sleepiness, and his eyelids couldn't help but close.

…

Bing Zhan Division.

A "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and a crossbow arrow penetrated deeply into the wooden stake.

Facing the wooden stake, Zhao Xu still maintained his shooting posture.

"Haha, it's really good." Zhao Xu looked at the pulley crossbow in his hand.

After handing over the drawings to Wang Ying, after several days of research and development, the first pulley crossbow met Zhao Xu's satisfactory requirements.

"Your Highness, this is an ordinary crossbow arrow, which only penetrates an inch into the wooden stake, but the pulley crossbow actually penetrates more than two inches." Wang Ying pulled out the two crossbow arrows and walked towards Zhao Xu with a smile.

"The most important thing is that His Highness just pulled it with one arm. You don't have to put the crossbow on the ground and pull it with two arms like before." Chang Wei was even more excited than Zhao Xu.

As a general, he naturally understood that the army needed multiple arms to cooperate in combat, rather than a single horse and infantry.

Zhao Xu nodded. The crossbow was as good as the bow and arrow in terms of range, and even more powerful than the bow and arrow.

In contemporary times, it is recorded that the range of the divine arm crossbow of the Song Dynasty can reach 240 steps, while in ancient times, one step was 2 meters, which is equivalent to about 280 meters.

The pulling force of this crossbow is divided into three levels, namely 90 kilograms, 120 kilograms and 150 kilograms. The bow and arrow can pull 120 kilograms, which is enough to show that the strong crossbow is more difficult to pull, which is also the reason why it is more powerful.

But now, the crossbow is different with pulleys installed at both ends, saving at least a quarter of the force.

In other words, the crossbow that originally had a pulling force of 150 pounds now only needs about 90 pounds to pull it.

This can save a lot of energy for the crossbowmen.

"Let the crossbow craftsmen produce it as soon as possible." Zhao Xu ordered the crossbow to Wang Ying.

It's not that the craftsman took eight days to build a crossbow, but that the craftsman kept adjusting the pulleys during these eight days.

Only now have I mastered the heat.

Now, after the technology has matured, the following manufacturing is much simpler.

The three of them were chatting excitedly when a guard from the Military Division came over.

"Your Highness, outside the Military Division, the gatekeeper said that he has something important to see." the guard said.

"Goalkeeper?" Zhao Xu frowned.

The goalkeeper is the general who guards the city gate, but generally speaking, the goalkeeper will not look for him directly.

Looking at each other with Chang Wei, the two came to the door of the Bingzhan Division.

I saw the goalkeeper with two soldiers, and the soldiers were looking at a young man who looked like a slave.

"Your Highness King Yan, little Qiu Sheng is a slave of King Chun. Please save your life. Your Highness King Chun, he... was captured by the bandits." The young man cried loudly.

"King Chun?" Zhao Xu was a little confused.

He knew this person, he was the youngest brother of Zhao Heng from the imperial capital.

Because he likes to eat, drink and have fun, he gets along well with Zhao Heng, and the two have a good relationship.

However, his imperial uncle had lived in the capital for a long time and almost never traveled far.

Now a slave suddenly came to him and said that King Chun had been arrested, and he was naturally speechless.

But after being trapped, he immediately calmed down.

"What evidence do you have to prove that you are King Chun's slave?" Zhao Xu asked.

Because of the lack of information in ancient times, some daring people dared to pretend to be relatives of the emperor to cheat on food and drink.

Naturally, he had to be more careful.

Qiu Sheng took off the package on his body and said, "Your Highness, please take a look."

"Imperial decree?" Zhao Xu was shocked. It was impossible for him not to recognize this.

But just to be on the safe side, he still took a look.

The content inside is that Zhao Heng asked him to cooperate with King Chun to purchase military supplies.

After putting away the imperial edict and putting it back, Zhao Xu frowned. It seemed that this matter was not fake.

"Where was King Chun kidnapped?" Zhao Xu asked.

If King Chun dies in his own territory, Zhao Heng will definitely punish him.

An old prince was killed by bandits in the territory of a young prince, and the royal family lost all face.

"It's in Muyu Village, Yuanyang County." Qiu Sheng said while crying.

"Who the hell is so bold?" Chang Wei also realized the seriousness of the problem.

However, he glanced at Qiu Sheng and asked doubtfully: "His Royal Highness King Chun was kidnapped, how come you weren't caught?"

"The child had a stomachache at the time, so he went to the river to relieve himself. In the reflection of the river, he saw someone holding a knife behind his back. He jumped into the river at that time. When he came out of the water, he secretly returned to the tea shop and found that A group of gangsters are kidnapping His Highness," Qiu Sheng explained hurriedly.

Chang Wei looked at Zhao Xu, "Your Highness, we cannot rush to send out the army at this time. We should send out spies to the local area to inquire, otherwise we will scare the gangsters and they will kill people."

Zhao Xu and Chang Wei had similar ideas. Bandits usually only kidnap people for money, so it would be inappropriate to rashly mobilize an army.

Let Tsui Hark and others go to inquire first.

Then let the soldiers pretend to be caravans and go here to wait for opportunities.

Thinking of this, he immediately returned to the palace to make arrangements, and asked people to place Qiu Sheng there.

…

In the dark and humid room, King Chun was about to cry but had no tears.

At this time, a knife was placed on his neck. Opposite him, three vicious gangsters were looking at him fiercely.

"Are you the prince? I am still the king of heaven." The gangster slapped King Chun on the face, "Write quickly and ask your family to send you one hundred thousand taels of silver, otherwise I will kill you."

"I, I am really the prince." King Chun shouted.

He now regrets that when he went to Yan County, he and his guards traveled in casual clothes in order to have fun on the road.

And everything that can prove his identity is in Qiu Sheng's hands.

The gangsters only thought he was a wealthy businessman and wanted to extort money.

"I'll write, I'll write." King Chun had an idea in his mind, picked up the pen and wrote a name, "Send someone to the trading house to ask for the name, and someone will definitely give you money."

The leader of the gangster looked at it and nodded, "He is indeed a wealthy businessman who went to Yancheng."

After that, he came out of the woodshed with the note and asked someone to go to Yancheng.

"Hehe, the boss is still wise, and we finally secured a big house. After finishing this job, we can go south and live happily for the rest of our lives." said a gangster.

The man known as the big boss smiled proudly.

If Zhang Kang were here, he would definitely recognize that this person was none other than the missing Song Ya.