"I'll have to leave this matter to the Duke. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Brad unscrewed the lid of the flask unhurriedly, took a sip, and glanced at the Duke in the distance with a sad look: "I'll go talk to him." ”

"No, I'll go myself, you can think about how to get rid of those two turrets now, and you'll only have a few hours left. ”

"Okay. ”

Half an hour later, the general returned with thousands of soldiers, each carrying a bundle of sacks, into which he loaded the diatomaceous earth and transported it to the berthing area.

"Can this dirt really prevent an explosion?" the general frowned in questioning.

"Of course. The duke replied softly, and then muttered for a while: "By the way, General, the cannons stored in the warehouse should also be available, I have long heard that they are beasts made of iron, take me to see them." ”

"Willing to help. The general smirked: "The warehouse is near here, please come with me." ”

With that, he raised his feet and walked towards the warehouse, and the duke followed behind him, with a deep face and a soft sigh, and glanced at Zheng Fei.

Removing the rusty lock, the general slowly pushed open the door of the warehouse, lit the torch on the wall by the door, and walked around the wall until he had set fire to a hundred or so torches.

The light was bright, not too strong and not too soft, and it fell on the steel body of the giant cannon, creating a retro color, deep and heavy.

At this time, Zheng Fei was finally able to see the panoramic view of this warehouse.

The most conspicuous thing is the eight giant cannons placed in the center, the barrels are thicker than the urban cannon, and sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Urban's wisdom has not only been absorbed by Christine, but also improved a lot, it is no exaggeration to say that these giant cannons can easily defeat the strongest city walls of the modern era, not to mention the hull of the ship.

In addition to the giant cannons, there were countless shipborne cannons, the smallest of which had a barrel of two meters long.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Zheng Fei couldn't help frowning.

These ship-borne guns are all equipped with hundreds of warships in the naval port, but only fifty of them are to be taken away, and if you want to get all the guns, you will definitely be stuffed with the ship's hold, but now there is a steady stream of diatomaceous earth being transported to the ship's hold...

Cannon or diatomaceous earth? That's the question.

If the battleship can't be taken away, it can be burned, this group of steel and iron guys can't be destroyed, but if they are left here, one day someone will discover the secret of rifling, and if rifled guns become popular, the pattern of the whole world will change.

Far from it, the Danish dynasty would have mass-produced rifled guns, so that even if it lost its leading sail ships, it would still be able to launch expeditions to destroy the Ottoman Empire, rule all of Europe, and conquer the world.

Therefore, Zheng Fei had to take these cannons away, even if he threw away the diatomaceous earth.

But when he thought of diatomaceous earth, he was really reluctant, after all, it was the raw material for the synthesis of explosives, and it was something that only appeared on the world stage after four hundred years.

He rolled his eyes hesitantly, and suddenly he had a brilliant idea to do both.

He cleared his throat.

"Mr. Duke, if there is nothing wrong, we should load this batch of guns and take them away. ”

The carts, which refer to the flatbed trucks used to transport gunpowder, are now being vacated in the berthing area.

"Okay, listen to you. The duke replied lightly, unable to guess what he wanted to do, just agree.

"Wait... Load the cart and take it away?" the general next to him stared in astonishment, where are you going to get these artillery?

"Copenhagen, of course. ”

"But the expeditionary force is about to set off, and our navy is going to be the pioneer, what should we do if we get rid of all the artillery?

"Rest assured, in a few days new supplies will arrive at the Naval Port, and they will bring the best shipborne artillery. ”

Hearing this, the general couldn't help but be stunned and sneered.

"What's the reasoning behind that? It's like you and I both have an apple, so why bother to eat it?"

Zheng Fei shrugged: "I don't understand either, but this is an order from His Majesty the King, and he thinks that the artillery in the naval port is more suitable for use by artillery units." ”

"I—" The general tried to retort, but was interrupted impatiently by the Duke.

"Okay General, I don't want to hear anything from you anymore, obey orders, or I will report your attitude to His Majesty the King, and tell him about the gold mine and your embezzlement. ”

"Hey Mr. Duke, when did I embezzle?!" the general blushed and became angry.

After a moment of silence, the duke smiled slyly: "Do you need me to investigate? Everyone is an official, and they all understand, so don't break it." ”

With that, he turned and left the warehouse, leaving the general staring at his back in a daze, the pestle in place.

Seeing the general being suppressed, Zheng Fei couldn't help but praise the duke in his heart: There is really you.

Zheng Fei patted the general's shoulder and persuaded: "I'm an old friend of Tukman and I know his temper very well, if you provoke him, he may really sell you to the king, seeing that the expedition plan is about to begin, it is the time for you to make a contribution, and it will be a great loss to be taken out of the position of general at this time." ”

The general's gaze still stayed on the duke's back, and he gritted his teeth: "You're right, look at his arrogant appearance, when this war is over, my title and status will definitely be higher than him!"

"So bear with me and do what he says. Zheng Fei pretended to be persuaded and made a sympathetic appearance.

"Hmm. The general sighed and strode out the door.

Seeing him go away, Zheng Fei took out the wine jug and shook it, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said to himself: "The world owes me an Oscar." ”

Another group of troops was transferred, and the soldiers were forced to do coolies during the rest period, which was naturally full of complaints.

"Oh my God, what the hell does the general want to do, is his brain caught in the door?"

"Say less, help me lift this barrel, it's too heavy..."

The ant-like soldiers in front of the warehouse struggled to lift the cannons onto the flatbed truck, the kind of huge cannons that took twenty people to barely move.

The carrying work was carried out in an orderly manner, and the silence of the night passed silently amid the encouragement of the soldiers......

In the blink of an eye, it was dawn.

It would be more accurate to say that it should be early in the morning, because it is not yet dawn, and it looks like four or five o'clock.

All the work was done, and the convoy carrying the artillery, under the command of Ares, set out on its way to the docks, where they would be loaded with the two hundred or so ships that were carrying the gunpowder. (To be continued.) )