Xuandu Guanhou Mountain, the firearms supervisor is waiting for him, and the Mo family led by him is wearing a brand-new big and standing proudly in the first place.

"Mo Jiazi!" Li Chunfeng stepped forward and said solemnly, Xuanduguan and the firearms supervisor live next to each other, and now that the firearms supervisor is on the march, Li Chunfeng, as a neighbor, naturally wants to come to see him off.

When Morton heard Li Chunfeng's title, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Li Taishi has tormented the boy, let's call me Merton!" ”

The Mo family is a joking name for the people of Chang'an, and Li Chunfeng's solemn attitude is probably because of Moton's amazing performance in the ink art exhibition, and he will be treated as a new generation of princes.

Among the hundred schools, although the concepts are different, all of them can be called sons have their own leaders on the one hand, and they have been recognized by the hundred schools, and it is obvious that Li Chunfeng is expressing his position, and the Taoists recognize the identity of the new generation of Merton's sons.

"The power of heaven and earth is used by people, and the Mo family's ink technique can be called a divine skill, and there is nothing wrong with Mo Hou becoming a new generation of princes by such means." Li Chunfeng sighed.

Merton excused himself: "Li Taishi Mo wants to kill the kid, this is just an assumption, whether it will succeed or not is still unknown, and it is still too early for the new generation of princes to say." ”

Li Chunfeng's eyes flashed, he laughed, and changed his words: "Then the poor Dao will congratulate Mohou on this westward expedition and victory." ”

"Thank you, Lord Taishi, for your kind words." Merton arched.

Xue Rengui took the opportunity to step forward and said, "Lord Qiqi Sacrificial Wine, the Firearms Supervisor has been prepared and can go out at any time." ”

"Expedition!" Merton shouted, and the firearms superintendent's convoy immediately set off.

Li Chunfeng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he looked at Merton's firearms supervisor, the other armies were full of swords and guns, and the firearms supervisor of the Mo family went out to fight, which was a well-covered carriage, with hundreds of them, which looked like an army, it was simply a business trip.

The convoy of the firearms supervisor was very fast, along the brick road of Chang'an City, all the way to the west, and soon left the West City Gate.

Different from the fanfare of Hou Junji's expedition to the west, the firearms superintendent's expedition can be described as quiet, firstly, the scale of the firearms superintendent is too small, the grade is very low, and it is not worth sending it to the court at all, and secondly, the firearms superintendent is more special and has strong secrecy, so it is better to keep a low profile.

There are two bases of the firearms superintendent, one is the research base of the Xuandu Guanhou Mountain, and the other is the experimental base in the Xishan military camp.

Merton sat on the back of his beloved horse, looked back at Chang'an City, and looked at the firearms supervisor who was full of establishment, which was his three years of painstaking management, and now he finally had a trace of the future generations.

"Your Majesty, Mohou has an excerpt, and the firearms supervisor has set off as promised." In the Taiji Hall, Pound respectfully said to Merton.

"This kid is finally willing to leave." Li Shimin snorted coldly, took the fold handed by Merton and looked at it, and couldn't help but snort.

"Five hundred soldiers, five hundred people, equipped with nearly two hundred carriages and thousands of horses, this kid Merton is really a loser!" Li Shimin said distressedly, this equipment is simply extravagant, and it is second to none in the entire Tang Army.

Over the years, the imperial court has spent a lot of money on the firearms superintendent, even if it is a heavily armored Modao team, it is a piece of cake in front of the firearms superintendent.

Pang De was surprised and said: "Mo Hou Mo Fei also equipped the people with war horses. ”

You must know that the people have always been auxiliary in combat, and even the people are probably a bit too much to match the war horses.

Li Shimin shook his head and didn't say anything, because he knew in his heart that there were no people in the firearms prison at all, only soldiers, and the so-called five hundred people were just smoke bombs from the Mo family.

"As long as you can break through Gaochang City, it will be worth spending more money, and I hope that the firearms supervisor will not disappoint me." Li Shimin said solemnly.

Li Shimin has high hopes for the firearms superintendent, but although the firearms superintendent is magical and has won many battles, no matter how you look at it, there are traces of tricks, coupled with the huge annual military expenditure of the firearms superintendent, the military has long been dissatisfied with it, this time, the firearms superintendent was able to break through Gaochang City in one fell swoop, and no one in the DPRK questioned the firearms superintendent.

Pang De smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry, is there still less surprise for Your Majesty?" ”

Li Shimin recalled the magic of Merton, and couldn't help but smile, it should be Ju Wentai who should be worried, but he Li Shimin!

The convoy of the firearms supervisor went all the way to the west, although the convoy was huge, but it did not cause much sensation, since the brick road was built, the caravans came and went, and the convoy of the firearms supervisor was only a little larger, but the soldiers of the firearms supervisor were more than a few eyes.

However, at the beginning of the western expedition to Gaochang, there were not many convoys to the front line to transport materials, and Merton's firearms supervisor was disguised as a group of soldiers escorting materials.

"Mohou, this is too much! Not only did they disguise themselves as soldiers who transported grain and grass in our logistics, but they also had to requisition logistics horses. Su Dingfang joked.

"Brother Su is stingy, the weapons and equipment of the firearms supervisor do not need to be transported by logistics soldiers, and they are not willing to wait for some horsepower." Merton laughed, stepped forward and shook Su Dingfang's hands heavily.

The reason why Morton has the confidence to let the firearms supervisor set off after the ink technology exhibition is that there is Su Dingfang who escorts the grain and grass, and the friendship between the two has begun before the westward expedition to Tuguhun, and Su Dingfang can be reused and Merton has nothing to do with it, coupled with Merton's original method of escorting grain and grass, this is how it was reused by the imperial court step by step, but unfortunately Su Dingfang at this moment is still a logistics official who escorts grain and grass, not a general who charges into battle.

"Mohou is kind to me, but military law is ruthless, and the firearms supervisor naturally cannot requisition horses for logistics transportation, but if it is also a logistics army, it is naturally used casually." Su Dingfang pointed to a huge word 'charge' on the firearms convoy and said heartily.

The two looked at each other tacitly and smiled, Su Dingfang waved his hand, and the staff of the post station quickly changed horses for the firearms superintendent's convoy and prepared food.

In addition to military logistics, horses in the world should not be a post station, and these two things are in the hands of Su Dingfang.

After a short rest, the firearms superintendent set out without delay, for they were already far behind the army.

"Brother Su farewell!" Merton arched.

"I wish Mohou will win this battle, and I hate not being able to go into battle with Mohou to kill the enemy." Su Dingfang looked at the firearms supervisor of the Western Expedition, and couldn't help but say with envy, which general in the Tang Dynasty didn't want to kill the enemy to serve the country, let alone the battle of destroying the country like the Western Expedition to Gaochang.

Merton looked back and said meaningfully: "Brother Su, don't worry, there will definitely be such a day." ”