"You're going to Nanjing?"

In the main tent of the school camp, when Yang Yangyang opened her mouth to say what she was going to do, a male player of her age in the big account immediately frowned: "No, the big battle will start soon, and the soldiers and horses of the Beijing Division are about to rush to the battlefield, how can you leave at this time?" ”

"Yes, Xiao Yang, are you a little far away from Ying Tianfu now?" There was also an elderly man standing next to the male player, who was also puzzled.

"I took on the daydreaming assignment."

Yang Yang Yang simply opened his mouth and said the reason why he wanted to go: "Daydreaming of looking for the Franco, that is, the Portuguese artillery expert from the Mediterranean, must have his purpose. ”

"It's not easy to find a Portuguese? With such a big capital, there must be one in it. ”

"It's not that simple."

Yang Yang Yang shook his head slightly, glanced at his allies, and finally looked at the eldest old man: "Elder Hong, you should know how much the dimensional restriction is for our players, and we are not allowed to create items beyond the dimensional limit at all. But those Francos are different, and I can vaguely guess some, daydreaming about his thoughts. ”

"What thoughts? Let the Franco-Rang man build him a cannon? ”

"No, if it is purely a Fran cannon, there is no need for him to issue such a mission, the current Ming army, especially the Southern Army in Zhejiang and Guangzhou, is equipped with a very considerable number of Fran cannons."

Yang Yang Yang waved his hand again, and pondered for a while before continuing: "Besides, even if there are Portuguese artillery experts in the Beijing Division, most of them have been hired by the Ministry of Industry, Mo Xiaobai did not directly find the Ministry of Industry, but chose to issue a task, which is enough to show that he does not want those people from the Ministry of Industry, so I guess what he wants is the Portuguese who have just come to Daming in the last year or two." ”

Hearing her say this, someone next to her immediately spoke: "They are all Portuguese, what's the difference?" ”

"Of course it's different, what kind of technology is there in the Mediterranean now? While we were still amazed by the design of the mother-son gun of the Fran cannon, the front-loading smoothbore gun was already in use there, and the technology was very mature. ”

The more Yang Yang thought about it, the more she felt that her guess was right, because if it was her, what she could do to find a Portuguese artillery expert at this time was to upgrade the weapon.

It may be a rush in time, but this war will not end in a month or two.

As long as the technology, funds, and personnel can be prepared, in three or four months, or even less than 100 days, a batch of cross-era front-loading smoothbore cannons can be produced in the Ming Dynasty, that is, the red-coated cannons that the Ming Dynasty will have in the future.

"Even if you know how to make it, we can't succeed, and we have to use the NPCs here to guide them through a weapon innovation so that new weapons can be introduced. So I'm leaving, and the troops here can be put under the command of General Qin. ”

………

"Furlong artillery specialists."

"Long Yuan, what do you say you are daydreaming of looking for them?"

Taizhou Mansion, a large camp outside the city.

The two players, both wearing captain's armor, glanced at each other, and one of them asked puzzledly: "Da Ming should not be short of artillery at this time, right, and it's a little too late to sharpen guns in battle, right?" ”

"Your idea is too one-sided, who said that it would be too late to sharpen the gun?"

"War is about to start, isn't it too late?"

"It depends on who it's for, if you really want to use the Franco in the copy to study something, even if you don't need it in the copy, you can bring out the copy." The player called 'Long Yuan' smiled mysteriously, and asked in a slightly changed voice, "What's more, it's just just the beginning, how do you know it's useless?" ”

"I don't think it's useful."

'Old Chop' still maintained his opinion, and couldn't help shaking his head: "Although I admit that the thermal weapon technology on the Mediterranean side of Europe is very good now, don't forget that the artillery design of those Europa people is constantly thickening and expanding. Even Daming's own tiger squat cannon may not be very useful when it goes to North Korea, and no matter how powerful the Europa artillery is, it will not be in a way. ”

"Who says it has to be used in North Korea? Can't you use it in naval battles or landings? ”

'Long Yuan' squinted his eyes in the direction of the main gate of the camp, and said in a condensed voice: "Tomorrow we will go to check if there are any Christians in Taizhou, if my guess can be established, daydreaming this time is definitely a big move." ”

………

The guesses and actions of many players are unpredictable for Mo Xiaobai.

In the barracks, he dealt with some military affairs that had just been handed over, such as the process of transferring soldiers and horses in various provinces, and Mo Xiaobai received a military order from Song Yingchang.

Let's go to Uiju!

When Mo Xiaobai took thirty light horsemen to form a personal guard, and Song Yingchang was in front of Ruoshui and Dumb, this old man in the armor also chose to ride instead of a carriage, and like Mo Xiaobai, he didn't bring many followers.

For Fang Jinglu, the entire horse team adds up to less than 100 people, which can definitely be regarded as a light car.

"Your Excellency, do you want to change carriages?"

"Military affairs are urgent, don't make noise."

Song Yingchang waved his right hand and immediately signaled the team to set off, Mo Xiaobai could only follow when he saw this, and at the same time shook his head and said secretly, this old man is really dead.

Even if Jingshi is not much away from Liaodong, even if Liaodong to North Korea is only a few days. But Song Yingchang is no longer young after all, and there are definitely hardships to suffer along the way.

On the first day of departure, Mo Xiaobai thought so.

On the second and third days, he kept that idea.

But after riding for five days and taking a total of no more than 20 hours of rest, Mo Xiaobai realized that this thin old man with a purple beard really had a brush.

Mo Xiaobai has experienced a job change, and his fatigue will not be obvious, but Dumb and Ruoshui are already tired, and Ruoshui is the worst, because he has not experienced such a long-distance journey, but Dumb and Mo Xiaobai have crossed the Western Regions together.

Two young people are still like this, and if they were an old guy, they would have been exhausted a long time ago.

But that's not the case, the old man's spirit is still the same, and he even spends ten minutes every day to practice swords, although it is almost useless in Mo Xiaobai's eyes, but this is Song Yingchang's unique way of cultivating himself and cultivating qi.

It wasn't until the seventh day, after the group passed the Liao Zhongwei, that the horse team finally slowed down.

The reason is not that Song Yingchang finally can't hold on, but that he is about to reach the front line, according to Song Yingchang, it is necessary to adjust his state, so as not to lose the prestige and bearing of the Ming Dynasty in front of the king of Joseon.

On the tenth day, after three days of slowdown, as the entire team gradually recovered, Mo Xiaobai finally arrived at the bridgehead of the expeditionary force, that is, the place where the soldiers and horses of all units gathered, and it was the front-line command post of Song Yingchang and Mo Xiaobai for a period of time in the future.

On the bank of the Yalu River, Zhenjiang Fort!