Behind Zhao Cheng, Li Tonghai followed all the way, although in the past month, he already knew about the situation in the city, but when he looked at this trip, he was still impressed in his heart.

In the past few years, since Huang Tian turned from victory to decline, he has actually been thinking hard, thinking about what is the reason why a good situation collapsed in an instant.

But limited by the limitations of the times, he can only come to the conclusion that the time has been lost.

If it weren't for the fact that the time had been lost, how could there be so many cities that had already surrendered and thrown themselves directly to the imperial court?!

Li Tonghai is naturally a smart person, and he knows that behind this, there are local forces like grass on the wall, the big family, these people are unreliable and untrustworthy.

But if you want to rule the world, you have to rely on them.

After all, without their help, even if the city is laid, where will the talents come to govern it?!

As for cultivating by yourself, throughout the ages, whenever you start a big thing, from the beginning to the end, it will only take one or two decades of effort.

And these twenty years, often the first few years, or even more than ten years, are all difficult to do, the territory is very small, and there are not many troops, and then, when they encounter the fortune, they suddenly ascend to the sky, and the war is won again and again, and in an instant, they will obtain a huge territory and many troops.

When the territory is small, there is no capital to cultivate, and when the territory is large, there is no time to cultivate.

When Wang Tianxia arrived, at that time, it was impossible to cultivate from scratch.

Because in this process, those big families are all heroes, and the new scholars who have grown up in the future are also cultivated on this basis, and they have made a mark on the congenital.

And Zhao Cheng's set made him see the hope of solving this biggest drawback.

As long as it can be done, in the face of the grass on the wall, it is to kill it directly, not only will there be no drawbacks, but you can get a lot of wealth from it, the more the army kills, the more the food is killed, and the more the people's hearts are killed.

Without those wall grasses, it is natural to use the people's hearts to stir up people's hearts in the locality.

After all, in a position where there is a local hero, the people are not the people, but the heroic.

Thinking of this, Li Tonghai's heart is undoubtedly more firm.

And the ministers behind Li Tonghai have similar thoughts.

These old Huangtian departments, they were actually not born well, but they are a little smart, and such smart people, in the past, are in the sky, and they are also masters for the county master.

In this era, if you want to be an official, you must not only be talented, but also recommended.

In this case, for the big families, these people naturally have no mercy.

In their hearts, ambition is also stirring at this moment, and they are more and more convinced of Zhao Cheng, the so-called prestige is established in such a silent way.

……

In a big mansion in the center of the city, Huang Qi was discussing the issue of making guns with a group of Taoists at this time.

They have been working for half a month, and the seamless steel pipe has also been successfully rubbed out by hand.

Originally, in this era, it was impossible to make a tightly knit iron cylinder, and if it was beaten normally, there would definitely be a seam, but the solution was to wrap another layer of iron in reverse, and the so-called iron-clad process was to say this.

The strength of the iron cylinder made in this way is less than one-tenth of that of the one-piece molding.

However, Taoists have Taoist skills and mana, but they can borrow special furnaces to shape molten iron.

The seamless steel pipe is very successful, and in addition to this, the other parts can be hammered out by a powerful blacksmith.

In order to make the Taoists more motivated, Zhao Cheng also specially assembled a musket and handed it to the Taoists to watch and study.

"This secret weapon is simply tailor-made for people like me."

"If you use a sword weapon, supplemented by force, I can't wait to break more than ten armor, but if you rely on the benefits of this thing, if the environment is complex enough, such as in the mountains and forests, as long as there is enough time, Qianjia can also kill ......"

At this moment, Huang Qi was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a rifle that had always been the length of his arm, and the painting style was very strange, but he didn't feel any problems.

To him, the rifle was just a powerful hidden weapon.

Originally, he was still a little resistant to iron-making, after all, he used to be a general in the army, on the battlefield, he killed the enemy and didn't know how many, just a fierce man like him, Zhao Cheng asked him to engage in logistics, he was naturally 10,000 unwilling.

It's just that military law is like a mountain, and it's not easy for him to resist.

But now, having tried the power of the rifle, he had no complaints.

He has tested it many times, and the range of this thing is 300 to 500 meters, but after exceeding 300 meters, the accuracy cannot be guaranteed.

But Rao is so, this thing is also extremely terrifying, with the five senses of the Taoist strengthened, as well as the skill, carrying a thousand rounds of bullets, if you fight guerrilla warfare in a place like the mountains and forests, killing a thousand people in one night, it is really not a problem, because the enemy cannot give any effective countermeasures.

And this is because the manufacturing process of this gun does not all originate from the Taoist.

In the past few days, Huang Qi has been studying how to refine the entire secret weapon with Dao techniques after removing the necessary refining of seamless steel pipes every day.

And, he had a draft in his heart.

He planned to get one for himself, and when the time came, the caliber of the gun would be tripled, the length of the barrel should be doubled, and the iron pipe should be thickened and thickened, and the lethality should be greater.

At that time, if he went to the battlefield and the enemy wanted to fight, he would take out his rifle and give the other party a shot directly from a distance of 100 meters, even if the other party had the courage of an overlord, he would have to die on the spot, even if he wore iron armor, it must be the same as paper.

"In fact, if we can gather more than 100 Taoists to form a special army, supplemented by this weapon, I am afraid that we can be invincible in the world, what tiger and leopard riding, wolf tooth riding, divine guards, these things, all of them are grass mustard."

Another Taoist said, this Taoist has a very tender face, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he and Zhao Cheng were also classmates.

Not only Huang Qi has fantasies, but other Taoists also have similar ideas.

After all, their group of Taoists are not pure cultivators in the mountains, but they grew up in the army, and they all belong to war maniacs.

"I'm afraid the general won't agree to this, if there are really more than a hundred Taoists, how many secret weapons can we make in a day?!"

"As long as the barrel and gunpowder keep up, I'm afraid that in a year, we will be able to win the world."

"The battle is dangerous, if we and other Taoists die on the battlefield, that is the biggest loss."

"I naturally know this truth, but it's really boring to make iron at home every day."

As soon as these words came out, all the Taoists fell silent.

The Taoist in fantasy, with fluttering clothes and a three-foot long sword, slashes thousands of enemies.

In reality, iron is smelted every day, iron is smelted, and iron is still smelted.

As for Huang Qi, he has been burning the stove for more than half a month, and he feels a little smoked.

(End of chapter)