A faint cyan smoke wafted through the firearms camp, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The faces of the civil servants were a little pale, their bodies were still a little weak at this time, and although the generals were much stronger than the civil officials, they were also trembling.

They had never seen such a terrible weapon, not to mention that the cannonball had pierced three trees, and even this thunderous sound was enough to cause confusion among the cavalry.

Luo Quan had only learned from Luo Xin that the artillery was very powerful, but he didn't know exactly how big it was, and now he finally realized how powerful the artillery was.

"Your Majesty, the power of artillery is so huge, it is a sharp weapon to kill the enemy, this hundred is not enough, the minister thinks that he should continue to buy artillery from the King of Qi to deter Xiaoxiao." Luo Quan clenched his fists and said.

Fiji recovered from the shock of the artillery, and also bowed down and said: "Your Majesty, General Luo is right, the more powerful weapons in this way, the better." ”

Seeing the power of the artillery with his own eyes, Xiao Wenxuan had already had a plan in his heart, this was a rare opportunity to open up the military strength of other vassal kings, and he naturally would not miss it.

"What the two Aiqing said is reasonable, after going back, I ordered the King of Qi to continue to provide artillery to Chang'an." Xiao Wenxuan smiled comfortably.

The princes who came to watch had different expressions after seeing the power of the artillery.

Thinking that King Qi's army was now equipped with a large number of artillery, a haze suddenly rose in their hearts, such a powerful King of Qi, if they ascended the throne in the future, how should they deal with it?

Then they looked at the embarrassed prince, and suddenly felt a little relieved in their hearts, and the prince should be the most worried now.

The sound of "rumbling ......" continued to sound in the firearms battalion for a while, and Xiao Wenxuan, who had deeply felt the power of artillery, was finally satisfied, at this time he looked at the shells in the ammunition box and frowned, but in this moment, all the sixteen shells in the ammunition box were all fired.

He clearly remembered that the shells of this artillery also needed silver, and the price of this shell was not cheap, 20 taels of silver for a shell, and more than 300 taels of silver for these 16 shells.

Although the artillery purchased this time was 8,000 taels and 11 guns, each gun was equipped with 300 shells, and this was 6,000 taels, almost the same amount of money as artillery, and this did not include gunpowder.

Thinking that this cannon would cost a huge amount of silver taels, and seeing that the cannon and the cannon were very similar, he suddenly had the idea of replicating the cannon.

Xiao Ming said that the artillery technology was so amazing, he wanted to see if it was really like this?

If it can't be imitated, it means that it is indeed difficult to cast artillery, and the silver is worth it, but if it is easily imitated, he will have to beat Xiao Ming.

Because he can imitate it, it shows that this artillery is not a secret, Xiao Ming is deceiving the monarch and deliberately exaggerating.

After all, when he was in the court, he knew that Xiao Ming was unwilling to hand over the artillery technology, and he was worried that the technology would be stolen, so he let the artillery technology stay in Qingzhou.

But in his heart, he still wanted to monopolize artillery technology.

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty have seen the power of artillery, and Xiao Wenxuan's goal has also been achieved, after learning this news, I am afraid that the vassal kings with different surnames will definitely be restless.

Back in the palace, Xiao Wenxuan immediately asked Feng Deshui to secretly ask the general of the Instrument Department who was responsible for the manufacture of the torch to call Fang Chengyou, the supervisor.

"You've seen this artillery, too." Xiao Wenxuan asked Fang Chengyou.

In these years, only Chang'an's equipment department has been able to produce torches, and all this is thanks to Fang Chengyou's grandfather, who has retained the technology of torch production from generation to generation.

Because Fang Chengyou's father was a general prisoner, and he inherited his father's position, it can be said that the son inherited his father's position.

"Your Majesty, I've seen it, it's indeed very powerful, several times more powerful than the fire barrel." Fang Chengyou's heart was sour.

Their Fang family has always been favored by the manufacture of fire barrels, but now that the cannon is out, no one cares about his fire barrels, so he is annoyed for a while.

Moreover, when the artillery had not yet entered Chang'an, he often belittled the artillery on various occasions, and now that he has really seen it, he is jealous.

"Well, in that case, can the Instruments Division copy the artillery?" Xiao Wenxuan said lightly.

When Fang Chengyou heard this, his spirit was shocked, this was the time for him to regain the face of the Fang family, so he said: "Your Majesty, this torch is similar to the artillery seven or eight points, the lower officials think that it is just that the length and thickness are different, if the torch is lengthened and thickened, and then the measurement of gunpowder is increased, maybe it can be compared with the artillery." ”

"Really?" Xiao Wenxuan showed an interested look, and he said: "In that case, you go back now and let the Weapons Division imitate the artillery, and I will ask the Firearms Battalion to send you an artillery, you must study it carefully." ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Fang Chengyou was overjoyed.

With a wave of his hand, Xiao Wenxuan asked Fang Chengyou to step back.

Leaving the palace, Fang Chengyou walked towards the Instrument Division, and at this time, a carriage suddenly stopped beside him.

"Fang is the eunuch, the prince is invited!" An old face was revealed in the carriage, and this person was none other than Zhan Shi Zhao Hongyang, the prince of the East Palace.

The residence of the prince of Dayu is called the East Palace, and in order to ascend the throne as the emperor in the future, the East Palace has its own set of official systems, which is basically equivalent to a small imperial court.

This Zhao Hongyang is the crown prince Zhan Shi of the East Palace, who is in charge of the affairs of the East Palace and belongs to the inner servant.

Fang Chengyou vigilantly observed the surroundings at this time, and when he saw that there was no one around, he got into the carriage.

The carriage circled the streets of Chang'an a few times before finally stopping in front of a famous red-sleeved building in Chang'an City.

"Please, the prince and the prince are waiting upstairs to be the prisoner." Zhao Hongyang said with a smile.

It was not the first time Fang Chengyou had come here, so he went up to the second floor and knocked on the door in front of a heavenly room.

After a while, the door opened, and Fang Chengyou saw a bunch of white flesh inside, and at the same time, a red-faced gasp came.

"Fang Chengyou meets His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose, Chitose!"

On the bed, while playing with the three naked women, the prince said lightly: "Excuse me." ”

"I've seen His Royal Highness." , Fang Chengyou got up, and then bowed to Zhao Yuanliang, who was sitting at the table drinking tea.

Zhao Yuanliang seems to have been accustomed to seeing the prince and Qing at this time. The scene of the Lou woman fighting, he said directly: "Fang Zuojian, please sit down, a few days ago, the craftsmen of Zhao Di have already made artillery, and this is thanks to Fang Zuojian, if you didn't provide a detailed production process, the craftsmen would not be able to make a torch even if they wanted to break their heads." ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince is polite, and it is also an honor for the lower officials to do some modest efforts for King Zhao." Fang Chengyou glanced at the spring light on the bed, and his mouth was dry.

(To be continued.) )