In Yanei, Lingshui County, Zhao Fenghui, who came from Jizhou, quickly reached an agreement with Xiao Jiu and decided to buy a batch of cannons and crossbows at a high price.

Suddenly receiving such a large order made Xiao Jiu feel that his previous work was not in vain.

Now, in addition to the ten artillery pieces ordered by the imperial court earlier, Jizhou is ready to spend a huge amount of money to purchase a batch for military use.

Now in Xiao Jiu's hands, more than 20 cannons have been cast, and it is definitely a profitable business to sell some flaws to the imperial court and Jizhou.

In addition to this, there are also consumable shells that they simply cannot make, and as long as the cannon is used, they must buy it from him in a steady stream.

The fixed money for the purchase of cannons and shells by the imperial court and Jizhou has been sent to Lingshui County, and Xiao Jiu only needs gold and grain when settling, and just a cartload of money and grain pulled by a cart made some of Xiao Jiu's leaders shocked.

"So a cannon can be worth so much?"

Many people thought this in their hearts, and their eyes became more and more hot when they looked at the warehouse where the shells were stored, these shells were all baby bumps, and they were really golden taels when the cannon rang out.

When Zhao Fenghui returned to Jizhou with two cannons and a few truckloads of shells, Xiao Jiu also sent a few soldiers of the Xiao Zi battalion who operated the cannons to accompany him to provide some technical guidance and precautions for the storage of shells.

After they left, the steel mills in Wolf Mountain and Hare Mountain were also running at full capacity, desperately producing shells like assembly lines.

Now that Yuzhou has fallen, the uprising and rebellion in Jizhou have intensified, and as long as there is a war, there is no worry that there is no way to sell the shells.

It's just that in this way, Xiao Jiu has become the largest arms dealer in the entire Great Xia, and he doesn't know how many lives will be taken by the crossbows and cannons sold.

But Xiao Jiu has no ability to care about others, and now his Lingshui County is surviving in the cracks surrounded by wolves, and only by growing stronger can he survive and make a difference in this troubled world.

War is cruel, but Xiao Jiu has no choice.

For some reason, as the time passed through Great Xia, Xiao Jiu's heart became colder and colder, perhaps because he was used to seeing too much life and death, and always thought from the perspective of the superior when dealing with problems.

"Am I a wicked person or a sinner?"

Xiao Jiu was looking at the gray sky in the county hall and muttering to himself, but a soft jade hand quietly put on his shoulder.

"You are not a sinner, in the hearts of the people of Lingshui County, you are their savior."

Xiao Jiu turned his head sideways, Li Luoyao had come to his side at some point, and there was a gleam in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Jiu.

Listening to his wife's consolation, Xiao Jiu felt a little comforted in his heart.

Yes, it is not easy to live in such a troubled era to protect himself, how can he manage everyone in the world if he is not a saint?

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Jizhou, the city lord's mansion.

At this time, Zhao Fenghui, who went to Lingshui County to purchase arms, had returned to Jizhou, and Jizhou Governor Fu Xia Cheng stroked the cannon that had just been transported to Jizhou, with a deep love on his face.

"How many more will be sent in the future."

Xia Cheng couldn't help but feel the coolness coming from his fingertips, staring at the cannon intently and asked slowly.

Zhao Fenghui, who was standing with his hands tied on the side, heard Xia Cheng's question, and replied respectfully: "In addition to the four cannons in Jizhou, three more will be delivered soon." ”

"It's just that this shell is expensive, so it's not easy to use."

Hearing this, Xia Cheng nodded slowly, looking at the civil and military officials around him, thinking about how to arrange the defense.

Although the cannon was incredibly powerful, it was too bulky to be placed on the city wall for defense.

Now the collusion between the rebel team in Jizhou and the Shenhuo Sect in Yuzhou cannot be underestimated, and if the thief army comes, they will definitely be able to have no return.

After seeing the power of the cannon, Xia Cheng's heart was shocked, and he was full of strong interest in Xiao Jiu, the mysterious county commander of Lingshui County, Qingzhou.

In addition to Kyoto, he is the second force to know the power of the cannon and is friendly with Xiao Jiu.

When this popular uprising is suppressed, if Lingshui County can be incorporated and obtained by virtue of the geographical advantage, then this weapon that transcends the times will inevitably satisfy its ambition to dominate the world.

In Xia Cheng's heart, the cannon in front of him is no longer a weapon, but his reliance on winning the world in the future.

Subsequently, Xia Cheng arranged for his subordinates to load the cannons on the city wall, and the four cannons were facing the four directions of Jizhou City.

In addition, he also separately ordered to build shelters for these cannons and sent people to guard them day and night, causing a group of soldiers to sigh that dead things are worth more than living people in these years.

Looking at the cannons that were gradually placed on the city wall, a trace of fluctuation appeared on the expressionless face of a general of the Jizhou City Defense Army.

He was also present when Xia Cheng test-fired a cannon in Jizhou City a few days ago, and he was well aware of the earth-shattering power of these divine soldiers.

Now there are three more cannons and a large number of boxes of shells on the city wall of Jizhou, which makes him tremble in his heart.

Unlike the other defenders in the city, this partial general was born in the north, and his current identity is an undercover agent planted by Mr. Ye in Jizhou.

The city defense map that Mr. Ye took out in the Yuzhou City Lord's Mansion before was from him.

In addition, this lowly general also passed a lot of information about the Jizhou Army to the rebel army, including soldiers, grain and grass, terrain, etc., which caused a lot of resistance to the Jizhou army's suppression of the popular rebellion.

At this time, seeing the extra cannons on Jizhou City, he just wanted to pass the news to his superior, Mr. Ye, as soon as possible.

At night, the general drank late at night in a tavern in Jizhou City, and handed over a cloth bag wrapped in silk cloth to the shopkeeper.

After receiving the package, the tavern shopkeeper hurried out of the city the next day with the provincial relatives and rushed to Yuzhou with the package in his arms.

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Yuzhou, the city lord's mansion.

Mr. Ye looked at the letter in his hand and frowned slightly, pacing back and forth in contemplation.

After a while, Mr. Ye sighed slightly, and walked briskly towards a side room in the City Lord's Mansion, where Gu Chong, the high priest of the Divine Fire Sect, lived.

"Master Gu, there is an amazing weapon in Jizhou City, and it still needs to be investigated in detail."

Listening to Mr. Ye's hurried words, High Priest Gu Chong shook his head and sighed slightly.

"Mr. Ye, I waited for the end of the day, and the current situation depends on the desperate fighting of all the soldiers."

"But do you know how much food these hundreds of thousands of people have to eat in a day?"

Listening to the words of the high priest with a slight sigh, Mr. Ye's lips trembled a few times, and he didn't open his mouth after all.

Now in the entire Yuzhou rebel army, a person who is a soldier has to have one more mouth to eat, if he can't destroy the decay and break through one town after another, the food consumed alone is an astronomical amount.

Since he took out the Jizhou defense map before, all the rebel troops have been eager to try, and there is no reason to stop at all.

Moreover, although the spy letter passed on the cannon to the gods, he did not see it with his own eyes.

In the face of the urgent offensive of the rebel army, Mr. Ye could only hope that the rumors in the letter were exaggerated.