Guangning City, more than 20 miles to the west, artillery field.

First, several streaks of white light exploded from the dark barrel, and after a breath, a loud rumbling sound reached the ears.

Wang Qi's gaze moved with the trajectory, only to hear a few loud noises, and the mountains in the distance shook, filled with smoke, and rubble flew wildly.

"This is the Francie Cannon?" Wang Qi frowned, and there was some disappointment in his tone, which was too far from the imaginary picture of the earth shaking.

"The lethality is weaker," Xiong Tingbi also looked a little dissatisfied.

Not only in terms of lethality, but also in terms of accuracy and movement speed, compared with the original sub-cannon, there is not much improvement, but it is too far worse than the cavalry.

If you want to fight with Jianzhou, relying on these cannons to defend is really bottomless...... Relying on these barrels, which could explode at any time, Wang Qi would rather train a cavalry team by himself.

"Two adults, these five cannons were only transported to Guangning by ship from Shandong Zhudao three days ago, and the small ones have not yet been debugged and calibrated, and the barrels still need to be forged and calibrated......" The fire organ wearing a chain mail belt wiped his sweat while explaining the reason to Wang Qi and Xiong Tingbi.

"Give you half a month......" Xiong Tingbi gave a military order to the fire organ.

Not far away, Qin Erbao returned from outside the school field and came to Wang Qi's side.

"My lord, something happened in Guangning Chengma City......" Qin Erbao had just received the news, so he came to report to Wang Qi.

"What's the matter?" Wang Qi still looked at the smoke-filled mountains in the distance, and his tone was not shocked.

"A cavalry general fell in love with the Mongols' BMW and wanted to forcibly buy it at a low price, but the Mongols were unwilling, and the two sides could not quarrel......" Qin Erbao lowered his head and hesitated: "There is a brother who shot a little harder and injured someone." ”

Hearing that someone was injured, Wang Qi raised his eyebrows, turned his head to Xiong Tingbi and said, "Lord Jingluo, something happened in Guangning City, and the last general went to deal with it, and he was lost!" ”

Since Wang Huazhen was governor of Liaodong, he was extremely close to Mongolia, so it has become a common practice to open a horse market in Quang Ninh, and the two sides can communicate with each other to deepen exchanges and communication between the two sides.

"Virtuous nephew go by himself, don't worry about the old man," Xiong Tingbi was asking about the artillery to the fire organ, waved his hand, and let Wang Qi go by himself.

In the past few days, news has been coming from the capital, and Wang Qi's will to take over as the commander of the Liaodong Metropolitan Department is about to come down, so not only Xiong Tingbi, but the entire Liaodong is very respectful to this rapidly rising commander.

I heard that the emperor also appointed it as a martial artist from heaven...... What a great honor!

At the moment, Quang Ninh City Horse City.

The two groups are in the midst of a tense confrontation.

And the periphery has long been impassable, inside and outside are full of people watching the lively crowd, the voices of people are boiling, and the voices of horses are neighing.

On one side is a Ming army general wearing a fine white armor helmet and holding a steel sword, and on the other side is a Mongolian warrior wearing a Mongolian robe, a long belt to tie, and holding a scimitar.

"Lao Tzu is tomorrow, what's the matter? Don't ask whose territory this is! Nurhachi came and Lao Tzu beat him to the ground, this Guangning City is also what you can throw wild? The leader-like Ming Jun Qian was arrogant: "Lao Tzu not only wants to rob your horses today, but also your people!" ”

As he spoke, Mr. Qian pointed at the woman led by the Mongolian tribe with a lewd smile: "Beauty, you look so beautiful, sleep with my brothers, and I will spare your people, how about it?" ”

Listening to the words of the Ming army, there was a commotion on the Mongolian side, and they all clenched their scimitars, almost wanting to kill forward, as if insulting the girl was the biggest insult to them.

And the Mongolian woman, who was born very beautifully, suddenly turned pale, and the twin peaks on her chest were slightly shaken with anger, only to see her scimitar in her hand tightly clenched, and scolded: "Today, if you don't cut off your tongue and feed it to the dog, I won't be called Hai Lanzhu!" ”

When the two sides were tense, there were several shouts from the periphery of the crowd: "Hundred households have arrived!" ”

With the shouting, the crowd on the outskirts gave way and dispersed to both sides like a tide.

And those Ming soldiers who confronted each other heard the names of the hundred households, and they all looked in reverence, and they put down their weapons one after another, preparing to pay homage to the people who came.

Except for the general manager of the Ming army, his head seemed to be empty by the hungry ghost in the color at this moment, and he didn't react for a while who the 'Lord of the Hundred Households' was in the mouth of the people.

"Which fucking bullshit hundred-household official also came to bad Lao Tzu's good deeds?"

Mr. Qian scolded while looking back to see who was coming.

The next moment, only a muffled bang was heard.

Before everyone could react, Mr. Qian had already been kicked out, a mouthful of blood in the air, and then fell directly into the stable three meters away, knocking over the toilet barrel by the way, and was drenched in yellow and white feces and urine for a while.

"Lord Baihu, you can also scold?" Qin Erbao slowly withdrew his left leg and stood in front of Wang Qi, staring at the Qian general who was talking wildly.

Qianzong, who was covered in filth, finally saw who was coming at this moment.

"Adults forgive sins, adults forgive sins, small mouths don't choose words, drunk and cheap, and I hope that the adults of a hundred households will forgive their sins!" Mr. Qian's soul was flying out of the sky at this moment, and he didn't care about the filth on his body, so he kowtowed in the stable.

"You come here tomorrow to watch the horses," Wang Qi was expressionless, pronounced the 'death penalty' of President Qian, and then ordered to those Ming soldiers: "Take him back, wash the bad luck, it's okay here." ”

"Yes, my lord," a few soldiers entered the stable, dragged out the already faceless Qianzong, and several people carried Qianzong's limbs in a panic and left the crowd.

After dealing with his own affairs, Wang Qi turned his head to look at the Mongols who were waiting on the opposite side: "My subordinates, the official has already cleaned up, which of you is the leader?" Come out and speak! ”

When the woman named Hai Lanzhu saw Wang Qi, her eyes flashed, and then she ordered the clansmen: "Take all the weapons." ”

The Mongols seemed to be the only one who looked at the horse, listened to the order, and returned their swords to their sheaths.

"Mongolian Horqin, Hai Lanzhu meets your lord!" Hai Lanzhu stepped forward and paid homage to Wang Qi with a Mongolian salute.

Hai Lanzhu?

Wang Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he felt as if he had heard this name somewhere.

But it doesn't matter......

"The horse market is a place set up by my Ming Dynasty for trading with Mongolia, and the governor has already ordered that no one can use swords here, whether it is right or wrong," Wang Qi looked at the woman and said expressionlessly: "As a punishment, the transaction amount of your department here today will be confiscated!" ”

"My lord......" Hai Lanzhu listened to Wang Qi's words, and said with a white face: "The slave slave came here for the first time today, and he didn't understand the rules, and I hope that the adult will spare the slave this time." ”

His voice is crisp and soft, and he is heroic.

Wang Qi, who was about to leave, heard this voice, turned around and stared at Hai Lanzhu for a long time before hesitating: "You are not yet an adult, right?" ”

"Slave...... The slave is less than sixteen, "Hai Lanzhu didn't know what Wang Qi meant, she was looked at for a long time, and for some reason, her pretty face was slightly red.

"The official just said that the transaction amount here today is confiscated, if you don't understand, just ask your family," Wang Qi said, ignoring Hai Lanzhu, who was stunned in place, and left with Qin Erbao.

"Huh?" Hai Lanzhu was stunned for a moment, and finally understood, when she wanted to thank Wang Qi, she looked up again, and the hundred household officials had already disappeared.