Become a feudal king from today

"That's true. Reading." Chen Hu scratched his head and couldn't help laughing.

Chang Wei nodded and continued, "The war in Yongzhou has come to an end. Your Highness has sent a telegram asking you and me to escort Muller Hongzhen back together. There may be important things for you Lancers."

"Yes, General." Chen Hu was excited.

In the past year, King Yan has either been fighting in the south or going to sea to fight. He has not seen King Yan for a long time.

Naturally, he was looking forward to seeing the King of Yan whom he always admired.

Even if he was scolded, he would be happy.

The next day, he got up early and waited for Chang Wei at the gate of the government office.

When the sun rose to the willow tops, Chang Wei came out of the government office, and the two of them headed to the east bank of the Jin River.

Traveling with them was Mule Hongzhen, who was tied up with five flowers.

After taking the ferry to the east coast, the group arrived at the station.

At this time, a steam locomotive was waiting in the station.

At this time, Chang Wei pulled out the rag from Mule Hongzhen's mouth.

When Chen Hu saw this, he was startled and hurriedly tried to stop him.

Mule Hongzhen was also stunned and was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

Chang Wei's faint voice rang out, "His Royal Highness King Yan said that biting your tongue to commit suicide is a lie. Even if you bite off your tongue, you can save it, but you will only become mute by then."

When Chen Hu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned his eyes to Mule Hongzhen.

Mulehon's face turned red and he suddenly shouted, "Kill me, kill me!"

Shaking his head slightly, Chang Wei sneered, "It would be a pity to kill you. Don't you want to take Dasong as your own? Today I will let you see the mountains and rivers of Dasong to satisfy your greed. Of course, I will also make you give up." , let you understand a truth, you Beidi will no longer be able to get involved in Dasong. "

"Nonsense, as long as I, Beidi, have a son, it will be me, Beidi, who destroys you in the future." Mule Hongzhen shouted like a madman.

Chang Wei ignored Muller Hongzhen and was just waiting for the steam locomotive to set off.

"Woooooooo..." A quarter of an hour later, the steam locomotive's whistle sounded loudly.

A black steam locomotive slowly came to Chang Wei.

Mulehon, who was still yelling and cursing, saw it. His mouth was open and he couldn't even say a word, and his eyes were staring straight at the steel beast in front of him.

At this moment, he suddenly felt an uncontrollable fear rising from his heart.

He wanted to ask Chang Wei what this was? But because of face, he didn’t ask anything.

With full of surprise and suspicion, he was escorted up by Dasong soldiers and sat down by the window on one side.

Chang Wei and Chen Hu were sitting opposite him.

"Woooooo..." After waiting for a while, the steam locomotive roared again and began to move forward slowly, and the scenery outside the window accelerated backwards.

Mullerhonzhen was obviously frightened. He unconsciously grabbed the edge of the car window, just like grabbing the reins of a war horse.

Even though he was well-informed, he still couldn't remain calm when faced with this steel behemoth he had never seen before.

After all, this is shocking.

Chang Wei and Chen Hu noticed Mule Hongzhen's expression and smiled at each other.

"This thing is called a steam locomotive, and the thing under the steam locomotive is called a rail. Now the entire north of Dasong is laid with rails, allowing steam locomotives to reach anywhere." Chang Wei said lightly.

"Sure enough, it is what Ulanba said. Ulanba has also seen this thing in the country of Russia. It is nothing special." Mulehong pretended to be calm, but in fact he was extremely shocked.

He couldn't imagine how Da Song came to have this thing.

Because according to Ulanba, steam locomotives are the pinnacle representative of the Western steam industry.

"It's really nothing special, but our plan is to lay the railway to the grassland." Chang Wei tilted his head and looked at Mule Hongzhen.

Hearing these words, Mulehon couldn't help but trembled, but he didn't say anything.

Chang Wei continued, "Let me tell you one more thing. Yongzhou originally only had 80,000 Ma Han's White Tiger Army. It only took us Dasong three days to bring 150,000 Central Army troops and 50,000 troops stationed in Ningjindusi. The Xuanwu Army arrived in Yongzhou, including grain, grass, baggage and artillery ammunition. "

Mulehon couldn't help but tighten his grip on the window.

At this moment, his heart sank to the bottom of the water.

Ningjin Dusi is two thousand miles away from Yongzhou.

In three days, Ningjin Dusi's troops could reach Yongzhou, which was several times faster than their Beidi cavalry.

Originally, Dasong's Lancers had made him desperate.

But he held the idea that the grassland was vast enough for the Beidi people to hide, and believed that Beidi could still avoid the pursuit of the lancers and rise again.

Now, Chang Wei's words were undoubtedly another heavy blow to him.

If Dasong really lays the railway to the grassland and supplements it with the Lancers, Beidi will really have no chance of survival.

"Mule Hongzhen, your Beidi era has passed." Chang Wei said again, full of ridicule.

After that, he stopped talking and just closed his eyes to rest.

"Hmph, hum..." The only sound left in the carriage was the roar of the steam locomotive.

Mullerhonzhen's mind was blank, as motionless as a dead old tree, looking out the window.

Starting from the east bank of the Jin River, the steam locomotive first arrived in Jincheng.

This city that was devastated by the war is now glowing with new vitality due to Jinju's rich coal, which has attracted a large number of merchants and people to settle here.

The clean and straight concrete roads in the city are noisy at the moment.

Merchants pulled carriages loaded with goods to restock out-of-stock shops along the street.

The common people were carrying radishes, cabbages, and chickens and ducks they had raised at home, selling them along the street. Even if their clothes were not clean, they were all neatly dressed, and no one was wearing clothes that did not cover their bodies.

The restaurant's food and wine are fragrant, and merchants and ordinary people are filling the lobby, with cups and cups mingled among them.

It was time for school to end, and the schoolchildren filed out of the public house and went home wearing uniforms.

In the workshop, it was time for the workers to eat.

They either take to the streets to eat roadside snacks or eat in the workshop canteen.

These pictures just flashed by, and Mulehon could understand some of them and not others.

But he could feel the vigorous vitality that Dasong was radiating, a vitality that frightened him.

The steam locomotive continued to move forward, passing through Jincheng and passing through three more county towns.

Although this county is not as prosperous as Jincheng, the people seem to be well-off. Suddenly, they no longer look miserable as they once were from hunger, cold, and cold, and everyone is getting stronger.

All this made Mulehonzhen more and more uneasy.

Day and night, he couldn't eat a drop of water or a morsel of food.

After entering Yanzhou, he became even more unable to eat.

As the former fiefdom of King Yan, the place that benefited most from development, even the county seat of Yanzhou could compare with Jincheng, not to mention the prosperity of the county.

He really thought that the richest wealthy families in the world were gathered in these counties, and most of them were glamorous.

After another half-day of driving, the steam locomotive entered Yancheng.

I saw the two big characters "Yancheng" on the city wall.

Mule Hongzhen suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness and fainted.