Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Fire Command Begins to Show Its Might!

Yuwen Shihong laughed heartyly and said to the courtiers.

"Why, this is the secret that I have been hiding from you Aiqing, this thing is called Huotong, it is made of steel and gunpowder, and it can be used on the battlefield as long as it is trained and strong!"

In the current dynasty, it is of course impossible to make something that is too high-tech, but the gunpowder needed for this kind of fire system can be made.

Although it is not as powerful as in later generations, it is also completely crushed for the era of cold weapons.

By the time the courtiers finally retracted their trance, their faces were already covered with tears.

Liang Shiyan kept patting his thighs excitedly, with excitement and joy on his face.

"Great, great, with the help of such a divine weapon, I have hope for the future of Beizhou!"

Changsun Hong was even more short of breath, his clothes were scattered and he didn't have time to care, he kept rubbing his eyes and looked at the big pit in front of him in disbelief.

Yu Wenhao is an eight-foot man, and he is even wiping his tears silently, his eyes are red.

"Hong'er, Uncle Huang really didn't expect it......"

He was stunned and seemed incredulous and asked, "Hong'er, did you make this?" ”

Yuwen Shihong bowed his head and said lightly, "That's right, Uncle Huang, this is what I have been hiding from you for the past few days and doing it immediately as soon as I get to the court!" ”

"Good!"

Yuwen Shihong slapped his palms and cheered in appreciation.

"It's really a great blessing for me to have you in Northern Zhou, Hong'er, such a thing, you say he is called Huotong? Possible mass production? Is it cumbersome to manufacture? ”

Yuwen Shihong nodded and said, "It can be mass-produced, don't worry, Uncle Huang, I have already thought about these things, the supply is not troublesome and complicated, and it is easy to make!" ”

Yu Wenhao kept walking around excitedly, muttering all the time.

"I'm lucky in the Northern Zhou! The luck of the Northern Zhou! ”

Liang Shiyan was already sitting on the ground and cried regardless of his image, "Long live the emperor!" Your Majesty, the old minister is so happy in his heart, he is really happy! ”

Qin Kun echoed with a smile on his face.

"Yes, Your Majesty, with such a weapon blessing in the Northern Zhou, I will never be afraid of the bravery of the Northern Qi army in the future!"

The rest of the courtiers also couldn't help but praise and compliment with joy on their faces.

Yuwen Shihong saw that the courtiers were in an excited mood at this time, and immediately shouted at this opportunity.

"From tomorrow, I will start to devote myself to the training of the Fire Command Army, and the Fire Control will also allow the craftsmen to speed up mass production, and it will not be long before the front-line soldiers will be able to receive strong support from our court!"

The courtiers knelt down the mountain and shouted long live!

Seeing the power of the fire system, the courtiers were full of hope for the future of the Northern Zhou Dynasty at this time.

In this way, the court of the Northern Zhou Dynasty is the real monarch and minister, and it is beyond reproach.

But Yuwen Shihong was not so complacent, after sending off the ministers, he once again devoted himself to the training of the fire control army, and selected a group of strong soldiers to train them on how to control the fire system.

When it was almost night, Wei Zhong suddenly came to pray.

"Your Majesty, there is a man and a little girl outside the imperial city who has been waiting outside the imperial city for a full day and a night, and the guards can't expel you, until they have to see you!"

Yuwen Shihong was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked.

"Men and little girls?"

Wei Zhong's face was also full of bitterness.

"Your Majesty, the minion doesn't know, if he wasn't really persistent, he wouldn't be able to get rid of it, and the minion wouldn't trouble you, isn't it afraid that he will be born again!"

Of course, the emperor is not everyone who can see him, but that person is very strong, and the guards have been there for several waves but have not been able to get rid of him, which makes Wei Zhong annoyed and scared.

Yuwen Shihong frowned, quite displeased.

"If you can't get rid of him, let him stand, I'm also very busy, and everyone wants to see me!"

Wei Zhong hurriedly sighed and hurriedly walked out again.

Yuwen Shihong shook his head and quickly forgot about the incident in the back of his head.

At noon the next day, when Yuwen Shihong rushed to the weapons department, he saw a group of dejected-looking guards coming from outside, looking like they had been hit by something.

Yuwen Shihong was puzzled in his heart, and stepped forward and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

The guards saw Yuwen Shihong and quickly knelt down.

"Your Majesty!"

"Excuse me! Tell me what's going on! ”

The guards couldn't help but look at each other for a while, and after a while, one of them stood up with a bitter face and arched his hand.

"Your Majesty, in fact, there is a strange man and little girl outside the imperial city, and it is useless for Grandpa Wei to let us expel us several times."

"At the beginning, it was the man who made a move, and we went up and retreated after a few moves, and then the man stopped doing it, and it was always the little girl who released a few butterflies out of nowhere, and when they fell on us, they lost their strength!"

The guards couldn't help but vomit bitterness, "Your Majesty, many of our guards have been hit for the past two days and can't swallow it, that little girl is too perverted!" ”

Yuwen Shihong suddenly recalled what Wei Zhong had said before, and his heart ignited a little interest.

"Butterflies?"

Is there anyone who still uses a non-venomous insect like a butterfly as a weapon? How did she make the guards go limp?

He suddenly thought of something, came to the spirit, and then said.

"Okay, I know about this, you can go back first!"

Subsequently, Yuwen Shihong called Wei Zhong.

"Wei Zhong, you go and bring those two people outside the imperial city!"

"Huh!"

Wei Zhong was ordered to take people.

Yuwen Shihong changed out of his court clothes, put on a simple dragon robe, and then went to the guest hall.

The man and the little girl in Wei Zhong's mouth were already waiting there.

The man was tall, with broad eyebrows and handsome eyes, and a majestic and aggressive attitude, and the girl looked to be eleven or twelve years old, with a cute half-ponytail, and colorful butterflies resting on her shoulders, and her clothes were colorful, and she might not be able to see the butterfly without looking carefully.

Yuwen Shihong didn't have much impression of this little girl, but he looked at the tall man and looked a little familiar.

"You ......"

When the man saw Yuwen Shihong, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists.

"See the Emperor! Grass people Wei Qi, this is the housesister Wei Tiantian! ”

Yuwen Shihong stepped forward to help him up and asked tentatively.

"But the ...... from the other night"

Wei Qi's face was overjoyed, and he nodded hurriedly and said sincerely.

"Yes, Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to remember the grass people!"

Yuwen Shihong immediately laughed.

"Of course, you two are so impressed! However, I remember that your sister must be about the same age as you, how can she be so young? ”