The big tent was silent for a moment, only the majestic smell of the grassland outside with some scorching breath poured in from outside the door of the cowhide tent, bringing the smell of boiled mutton into the air.

Muhad's words immediately made the clansmen who had just shouted loudly to send troops together with the other three major tribes to support the Living Buddha's rebellion have dark faces and are full of fear. I forgot to swallow a lot of lamb and wine that was being stuffed into my mouth.

We are powerful, or the Japanese are powerful, although we didn't point out who you were, but the entire Qing Dynasty can beat the Japanese to the ground, and still slaughter more than half of the divisions at Yingkou, only their eastern neighbor, Liu Jun, a big man in Liaodong.

"Great Khan, after the last battle, my Chechen Khan has been sharply reduced to only 30,000 troops, if the Great Khan wants to raise troops, his subordinates will lead 30,000 soldiers and Lushun Army to fight to the end, but Wechen has to say that his subordinates can block Liu Jun's army for 48 hours at most, and after 48 hours, it will be the day when our Chechen Khan tribe will be extinct."

There was no pleading, only obedience, and Muhad's seemingly loyal words carried an air of extinction.

The door curtain was opened suddenly, a knife hung around his waist, two braids were braided, and the age was about twenty-six or seventeen, and the guard with the face of the national character came to the big tent: "Great Khan, the king of the county asks to see." ”

The king of the Khan of Chechnya, the younger brother of Demuchuk Dorzi, is twenty-seven years old this year, and he was also a participant in the last battle in Shengjing.

"Big brother, why didn't you put the rebel envoy to death, isn't it because of oppression that our Chechen Khan will not die and have no place to be buried." Before the guard could finish speaking, a man with a loud voice and a fleshy face, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, dressed in aristocratic robes, walked in.

"Brother, do you mean the same thing as Muhad?" Demuchuk Dorji, who was still in doubt, saw that his younger brother said this, and his heart suddenly cooled.

The king of the county glanced at his brother, and then at the leaders sitting on both sides, and suddenly raised his foot and kicked over a desk.

The drinks and food on it suddenly splashed in all directions.

He was angry in his heart, these bastards, they were clamoring, thinking that the Chechen Khan was the first in the world, and they were really some old antiques. Liu Jun is amazing, except for Uncle Wang, Muhad and himself, the rest are only known to the soldiers who fought together at that time.

"You people, glory and wealth are not enough, and you want to rebel with that damn living Buddha. What strength do they have, have you forgotten what happened half a year ago, how many people lost their husbands and children, five days, just five days, and the Lushun army has not yet launched an attack, we have lost more than 10,000 people. With that, the county king looked up and pointed at Muhad with a trembling finger

"I heard it just now, he said 48 hours, it's too long, this is to save your face, from the perspective of the king of this county, let alone 48 hours, it is 12 hours, we may not be able to resist it.

We have cavalry, and we have them, and we have two cavalry armies, more than 30,000 people. ”

After saying it angrily, the angry county king turned around and walked out of the big tent, he decided, if the eldest brother insisted on going his own way, he would directly lead the people in the direct territory, march eastward, and surrender to Liu Jun. Death does not give the damned living Buddha a burial.

Outside the Changcheng Town, the mountains were originally full of verdant green trees, flowers and tender grass, but now they are full of potholes, and the skin of a toad is full of pimples.

The breeze blows in the field experiment site of the Great Wall Ordnance Bureau, but there is a trace of green fragrance, and some of them are indeed pungent smoke and traces of being burned by fire everywhere.

Bang bang with a few crisp soft sounds. Immediately, there was a burst of gunsmoke on the distant hillside, and earth and rocks flew wildly.

Tut-tut, live up to the stainless seamless steel pipe that Lao Tzu bought from Germany with a lot of money.

These steel pipes were sent to the Ordnance Bureau half a year ago. And with it, there is also a drawing.

Mortar drawings.

In 1904, in the Russo-Japanese War, a Russian soldier was the first to invent this kind of artillery, and Liu Jun, just based on what he saw on TV in later generations, simply drew a pattern, with no parameters or explanations, anyway, it is a sentence, this kind of thing, after the shell is stuffed into the muzzle, it will directly trigger the lead pin inside and then send the shell out.

This is the best introduction, which made Dai Linmin, director of the Ordnance Bureau, and the German technicians wide-eyed, what kind of drawing is this, it is a tripod, a gun barrel, a turf behind a gun barrel, and something that adjusts the angle.

Since Liu Jun said that this was a cannon, the two of them also gathered personnel to drum, the first time, the cannonball was thrown in, and the fart did not sound, and the second time, the cannonball was thrown in, but it succeeded, but it was only blown up five meters away, such a distance, let alone bombing the enemy, even their own people would be finished.

Half a year has passed, and after many improvements and pondering, a qualified product was finally made a few days ago, with a range of one kilometer.

Today, it is the time for Dai Linminhe and the German technician to invite Liu Jun to inspect the goods.

"Good...... This is very good, you can see that you are doing your best, go back and hurry up to register trademarks, apply for patents, whoever dares to produce, you have to take money. Forgetting the smoke from the mortar shells in the distance, Liu Jun took two deep breaths and happily picked up the mortar on the ground.

With Liu Jun's approval, Dai Linmin, a weapons expert, opened his mouth and smiled, not to mention anything else, just to make the marshal recognize his own things, that's good.

Stroking the mortar that had not completely dissipated and was covered in green, Liu Jun was extremely excited in his heart.

Although this kind of artillery is not as good as field artillery, nor is it as good as a cannon without conscience, but it is gentle, there is no smoke when fired, and there is not even much sound. At least you won't be hit by the enemy, you can run when you pick it up, and you can't catch it.

Smiling slightly, Liu Jun put down the mortar and looked at the two people standing in front of him: "How much of this artillery is currently being produced?" ”

"Dashuai, because it has just been developed, there are only one hundred and fifty guns and more than 2,000 shells."

"Okay, hurry up production, these produced will be shipped immediately, and priority will be given to the Fourth and Fifth Corps."

In the Fourth and Fifth Corps, Zhong Lin's eyes widened and he was full of confusion.

You must know that the general new weapons are equipped with the Janissaries, then the First Corps of North Korea, the First Division of North Korea, and then the Second and Third Corps, and the Fourth and Fifth Corps, which are construction corps designed because of the reclamation of Tuntian, and the entire corps is only half of the other corps except for guns and artillery.

And now, the head is going to equip these two diggers with this artillery. Is it that these two corps are going to fight?

"Director, Tianjin Telegraph." A guard walked up to Zhong Lin and handed over a telegram.

Zhong Lin took it and looked at it, suddenly showed a trace of doubt, took the telegram in his hand, and walked a few steps to Liu Jun, who was chatting there, and muttered a few words. After Liu Jun suddenly showed a hint of surprise, he looked at Zhong Lin, looking at the trees that were still burning in the distance.

"Back to headquarters."

In the war room of the Lushun Headquarters, the closed door creaked violently, and the door was pushed open.

"Did the sailor who went to Tianjin to transport grain and grass come back?"

Before the person arrived at the map, Liu Jun had already opened his mouth to ask.

A day ago, Liu Jun received a message from Li Hongzhang from Tianjin that as long as Liu Jun sent troops, the imperial court would give grain and money.

At that time, this incident also frightened Liu Jun. The imperial court was so generous this time.

Since he encountered such a good thing, Liu Jun naturally opened his mouth, not only asking the court to give enough grain and grass for 100,000 people to eat for half a year, but also asking for one million taels of silver. I thought that the court would not agree to do this, but who knew that the court did agree quite happily, and before immediately calling the grain and grass, it immediately took out one million silver taels from the household department. Immediately sent to Tianjin. I'm afraid that Liu Jun will regret it.

"Head, the sailor has set off, and is currently sending grain and grass to Yingkou, and the Bu Toad carrying Xiangyin has already set off." Zhong Lin said endlessly.

The three or two departments came to the map, and Liu Jun suddenly found the area around the Krulun River and Choibalsan Mountain. After looking at it carefully, he picked up the pen on the table and sketched it, and then turned his head sharply.

"Electrification Gao Feng Guozhang, immediately send the First Cavalry Army to search and advance to Choibal Mountain and the upper reaches of the Krulun River, and be sure to find the royal headquarters of Khandker County, Chechnya."