Molested Zulong at the beginning

Hu Yan's fair and pretty face couldn't help but blush: "You bad guy, you can say some nice things to lie to me."

Even though she said so, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up slightly. When she walked, she couldn't help but lighten her steps, which was obviously very beneficial.

Bai Su touched his nose, and immediately followed.

When these soldiers saw Hu Yan approaching, they all bowed their hands and saluted: "I have seen His Highness Hu Yan, Daliang made..."

With a smile on his face, Hu Tan nodded lightly: "Wait, you don't need to be polite."

"Yes." These soldiers got up immediately.

Mo Xun turned his head to look at Bai Su beside him, and couldn't help but ask, "My lord, how do you want to test?"

Bai Su stroked his chin and said, "To be on the safe side, it's better to keep a distance. I wonder if there is a trebuchet?"

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, and said immediately: "Yes, but what do you want this thing for?"

Bai Su opened his mouth and explained: "This thing is extremely powerful, so be careful not to make mistakes. After igniting the fuse on it, throw it as far as possible with a trebuchet. First, you can test the power, and second, you can prevent it from happening. Accident."

Mo Xun nodded, and immediately went to make arrangements.

Hu Yan at the side, after hearing Bai Su's words, couldn't help but sneered and said, "My husband is really timid, to be frightened by a small earthen pot."

Seeing the girl's mocking expression, Bai Su's eyelids couldn't help shaking, okay, I'd like to see how long you can keep your composure.

Immediately he said: "The second battalion commander, take me to Italy, ahem, ahem, pull out the trebuchet, and prepare to light it."

At the same time, he specially instructed: "You must be careful, throw it out before the fuse burns out, remember, remember."

Although the soldier looked bewildered and didn't know why his lord was so serious, he still nodded seriously.

Finally, after everything was ready, the soldier picked up a torch and lit the fuse.

zizi.

The soldier looked serious, and according to Bai Su's instructions, he fired towards the hill in the distance.

whoosh...

The black crock was thrown out immediately, presenting a perfect parabola.

After a few breaths.

Everyone only heard a loud thunder, followed by a burst of dazzling fire from the hills in the distance, thick black smoke rising into the sky, scattered stones, soil and grass, flying out in all directions.

For a moment, the surroundings fell into a dead silence.

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them dumbfounded, and some even felt their ears buzzing from the thunder.

Don't talk about Hu Tan and Mo Xun.

Even the soldier who had just ignited the fuse turned pale for a while, and his feet were faintly weak.

It never occurred to him that this small earthen jar would actually trigger a thunderstorm. The power was too terrifying.

This is not a dream, is it?

Bai Su was the first to come back to his senses, and said, "Let's go, let's go ahead and see how the effect is."

But there was no reply for a long time.

He couldn't help turning his head to look, Mo Xun still had that cold look, she looked a bit like a scientific research girl, but her red lips were slightly parted, and she couldn't close them for a long time.

As for Hu Yan, he looked like a frightened deer, after hearing that Bai Su was going to pull her forward to check, he subconsciously took two steps back.

"What if it blows up again?"

Obviously, she was frightened by the sudden thunder.

Bai Su gave her a funny look: "Don't worry, the gunpowder has been exhausted, and it won't blow up again."

With that said, he led Mo Xun, who was beside him, and walked towards the front together.

Seeing that there seemed to be no problem, Hu Yan took a deep breath and bravely moved over.

When everyone came to the bombing place, they couldn't help but gasped.

I saw that the place was devastated and fragmented.

The mountain wall that was originally covered by rocks was shattered at this time, and the huge aftermath swept away the soil on the ground, forming a deep pit that was not shallow.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Xun couldn't help being surprised and said: "This... this is really a real thunderbolt. With such a fetish in hand, what else in the world can stop Daxia's progress? When you encounter mountains, you open mountains, when you encounter forests, you cut forests..."

But Hu Tan frowned slightly, and she thought of another question: "Since even stones can't stop the power of this thing, wouldn't the city wall be the same? Once this thing falls into the hands of people with evil intentions , isn’t the world going to be in chaos that day?”

Mo Xun, who was at the side, couldn't help but froze for a moment.

She thought about it carefully, and found out that this is true. Since ancient times, siege warfare has been the most arduous and tragic. There is a saying in the art of war, that if you double it, you will attack it, and if you use it ten times, you will surround it.

And the power of this fetish invented by my lord is too terrifying, it directly reversed the laws of military art for hundreds of years, as well as the pattern of the Central Plains.

Bai Su couldn't help smiling and said: "You don't need to worry, the formula of this product can be used as a national important weapon, and it will be supervised by the imperial court. Without the formula, outsiders will naturally not be able to make it. This is thunderous."

"Besides, the imperial court can also monopolize some of the raw materials, or strictly control them. As long as the source of these things is controlled, private trading will be restricted, so there is no need to worry about the risk of outflow."

After listening to Bai Su's words, the two men's frowns were slowly relaxed, and they breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's no wonder the two of them are so worried, it's just because the gunpowder is too terrifying.

In the past, when leading troops to fight, they all paid attention to the right time and place, and defended the city well, but after having this thing, the natural dangers of Hangu Pass in the past were all lost. How could she not be afraid of this.

Bai Su looked at Mo Xun and asked, "With this thunderstorm, how long will it take you to dig the canal?"

Mo Xun touched the shattered stone wall with his fingers, and said, "In the past when building a river, when encountering obstacles, it was necessary to burn the stone wall red, pour cold water on it, and crack the stone bit by bit."

"It takes nearly several hours at a time, but after having this thing, it only takes a blink of an eye to explode the stone."

"If you use this thunder all the way to open the way, it would take decades of construction time, but only six years, no... Maybe three or four years will be enough."

After listening to the conversation between Bai Su and Mo Xun, Hu Tan's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of incredulity on his face.

I just heard something that originally took decades to complete in just three or four years.

Hurry up... among those who hold me down, I'm a little out of breath.

Chapter 370 Six Strong and Reliable Thighs

Seeing Hu Yun's disbelieving expression, Bai Su couldn't help but smiled: "As the saying goes, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon. After you have this thing, it will be much more convenient for you to open roads when encountering mountains. "

"However, this thing is not as powerful as you think. It is only used when encountering some difficult problems, and cannot be mass-produced."

Hu Yan was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that?"

Bai Su explained: "Let's not talk about it, it takes a lot of time and effort to make this thing. Even if we dispatch a group of experienced craftsmen from the Mohist school, it would be good if they can produce a few thousand catties a month."

"Moreover, the cost of this item is not low. One piece costs almost ten guan, ten is a hundred guan, and one hundred is a thousand guan. Even with the imperial court's finances, it can't afford unrestrained production. "

After hearing Bai Su say that there are many restrictions on gunpowder, Hu Tan's face became much better.

After all, the power of this thing is too scary. If it can be mass-produced casually, once this technology falls into the hands of people with malicious intentions, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The more difficult it is to make, the safer it is for the court.

Mo Xun's slender jade hands raised the blue silk between his brows, revealing his fair and pretty face.

After pondering for a moment, she asked: "My lord, this thing sounds like thunder, and the rock shatters under one blow. Such a terrifying power should not only be used to dig canals, it's as simple as that?"

Bai Su glanced at Mo Xun in surprise, and couldn't help being surprised and said, "As expected of a giant of the Mohist school, he really hit the nail on the head with his words. Apart from being used for building infrastructure, this thing is actually more suitable as a weapon on the battlefield. "

"This time, a special department will be set up to use the opportunity of digging the canal to cultivate a talent system who can skillfully produce gunpowder. When it is needed in wartime in the future, it can be directly improved and converted from civilian use to military use."

"In this way, enough needed items can be produced in the shortest time..."

After Mo Xun heard Bai Su's words, his slender black eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.

As a Mohist tycoon, she naturally advocates the concept of universal love and non-aggression. This kind of ominous weapon made for war makes her instinctively repel it.

Bai Su seemed to see her thoughts, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly said, "Ju Zi, what is a soldier in your eyes?"

"Soldiers."

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, and said immediately: "A soldier is an ominous weapon, a murder weapon used to kill people."

Bai Su smiled and asked: "Then why do the monarchs of the world know that soldiers are weapons for killing, but why do they hold weapons in their hands?"

"This……"

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

After pondering for a while, Bai Su said: "Because in the mutual benefit between countries, strength is the foundation of justice forever, soldiers are the real backing of diplomacy, dignity only exists on the edge of the sword, and truth only exists on the bow and crossbow." within range."

"King Zhuang of Chu once said that the word Wu is composed of the word Zhi Ge. Holding a weapon in your hand, you don't need to use force to make the opponent submit, that is the real martial virtue."

"Holding a weapon and not using it is enough to scare the other party from thinking about it. It fundamentally prevents the start of the war. With no weapon in hand, you can only expect the kindness of the other party's thought. Not launching a war is completely different. concept."

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment, and his whole body was lost for a moment.

She instinctively wanted to refute, but after thinking about the logic carefully, she found that it was exactly the same as what Bai Su said.

They, the Mohists, once opposed the countries in the Central Plains, they did not fight righteous wars, they were immoral, and they continued to help those small countries and resist the attacks of big countries.

But like the Song Dynasty, the small countries that pay attention to morality and follow the rules of etiquette have all been destroyed one by one.

Those who survived were all the kingdoms of ten thousand chariots with arms in hand and long spears.

Especially Da Xia, who was crowned the master of tigers and wolves, had the last laugh.

After pondering for a long time, Mo Xun slowly raised his head and murmured: "Is the range of the bow and crossbow used to measure the territory? My lord, I understand. I will lead the disciples of the Mohist school to serve you."

After finishing speaking, she cupped her hands and bowed to Bai Su.

Bai Su couldn't help but smiled, and didn't say much.

After all, since ancient times, there have always been two kinds of countries in the world, one is the country where people are beaten everywhere, and the other is the country where people are beaten everywhere.

He doesn't want to do the latter like the Maurya Dynasty, so he can only do the former.

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a few days later.

As the day of paying tribute to all nations is getting closer, nations from all over the world have sent missions to Xianyang.

At this time, a carriage was slowly advancing along the flat road, and the silver bell hanging on the curtain collided with the wind, making a crisp "jingling" sound.

This carriage is simple and elegant, with a little prairie style. The fixed focus is wrapped in gold foil. The curtains are exquisitely patterned and embroidered with golden wolf heads. It looks very powerful. It looks like a first-class weaver. The best Shu brocade on the ground.

Except for some noble people, ordinary people can't get it at all.

Behind this carriage, there was a pair of people and horses. These people each wore weapons around their waists, their faces were cold, and they were dressed in strange clothes. They were not from the Central Plains at first glance.

The soldiers guarding the city changed their expressions and immediately stopped him.

The soldier frowned slightly, and asked, "Who is inside?"

The driver was a guard in a Hu suit. Her hair was a little strange. Her hair was braided into thin braids and hung down. There was a machete pinned to her waist.

The clothes of these people are Huns.

Many soldiers guarding the city recognized it. After all, there was a lot of friction between Daxia and the Huns, and they knew the Huns' costumes very well.

However, Bai Su pacified Mobei not long ago, and now the Huns no longer exist, only the newly established Yanbei Protectorate in Daxia.

The groom looked at the disdainful eyes of the Daxia soldiers, raised his eyebrows, and was about to reprimand him.

But a cold female voice came from inside the carriage: "Don't be weak."

The groom immediately shut up, but felt aggrieved for a while, thinking how mighty the Huns were back then, who would not tremble when they heard the name of the Huns, but now a mere soldier guarding the city would look to stop Shan Yu's car.

Although I am very unwilling, I have to admit that today's Huns have become history.

It was that frightening man who caused all of this.

She couldn't help but tremble when she thought of the man dressed in white who wiped out the 20 Hun army with just a wave of his hand.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and immediately a pretty woman, dressed as a maid, came down: "This general, this is our Shan Yu's document."

The soldier took the document and glanced at it, and was startled, the one sitting in the carriage was the Xiongnu Shanyu Modun?

Although the Xiongnu has now been reduced from a country to a vassal of the Great Xia, the status of the Xiongnu Shanyu in the past is not something that a small soldier like him can offend.

The soldier hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I've seen Shan Yu."

The cold voice of the woman in the car came: "There is no need to be too polite, I am here at the invitation of Daxia, and I also invite this general Fangfang."