Just like that, Chunfeng listened to his domineering oath all the way back to his room.
Three days later, the first batch of mass-produced gunpowder came out!
At the same time, the first batch of steel weapons were also produced, as well as another batch of crossbows.
With these things, King Yao's tiger army can be said to be even more powerful.
There are also those old ministers whose opinions on Chunfeng are self-defeating.
Sure enough, she is the woman that King Yao likes, she is different, all the veterans thought hypocritically at this time.
Facts have proven that nothing is more useful than conquering people's hearts with strength.
However, at the same time, more unfortunate news came. The Japanese military reported that Liaodong stationed 100,000 elite troops along the Qandong border, and the war in the east was imminent.
Fortunately, King Yao had the foresight to station 100,000 elite troops along the Qandong border in advance.
The top priority is to deal with the Huns army in front of them as soon as possible and deal with these restless elements one by one.
"Brothers, today we are going to fight to the death with the Huns. Are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
The god of war, King Yao, dressed in silver armor, stood on the round platform of the school ground and asked loudly.
The soldiers were even more high-spirited and confident, shouting "Don't be afraid". The thundering voice spread the morale of the soldiers to every corner of Fucheng.
Hearing this shout, the people of Fucheng, who had been restless for a long time, felt impassioned at this moment.
"Okay, today we will work hard and go straight to the royal capital!" Baili Mochen was very satisfied with the morale of the soldiers.
"Go straight to the royal capital with all your strength! Go straight to the royal capital with all your strength!" As soon as King Yao finished speaking, the soldiers shouted again!
"Set off!"
King Yao gave an order, and an army of 250,000 troops moved with a roar.
At this time, Prince Muhan was still full of confidence, waiting for the good news from Yucheng, but he didn't know that he was about to be in disaster.
"Prince, no good, prince!"
"Why are you in such a panic? The sky is falling?" Prince Muhan shouted at the visitor with a displeased look on his face.
"Prince, King Yao's army is gathering in large numbers right now. Are they about to attack?" the deputy general who came to report said anxiously.
"Come on, come on, they haven't tried our weapons anyway!" Prince Mohan said nonchalantly.
"But the prince..."
"Okay, no need to say more, give the order, the whole army must gather and prepare to fight." Prince Muhan didn't want to listen to anyone's wordiness, so he gave the order directly.
"yes!"
At noon, thirty miles away from Fucheng, the killings shook the sky, accompanied from time to time by rumbling sounds like muffled thunder.
King Yao's army first attacked with artillery and routed the enemy to a pulp, and then attacked with bows and crossbows, causing the enemies to scatter in all directions.
The weapons that the Xiongnu army was originally proud of became vulnerable to the new weapons of King Yao's army.
In this battle, more than half a million people fought hard. It can be said that corpses were everywhere and rivers of blood flowed.
From noon on the first day, it was not until the early morning of the next day that the killing cries stopped.
The Huns army was almost completely wiped out, but it was a pity that Prince Muhan escaped and became a fish that slipped through the net.
This battle, in this era, can be said to be the battle of the century. It is so large in scale and the most brutal in terms of the fighting conditions that it can be called the most brutal in history.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we win, hahaha!"
He was still the upright and rugged general, now covered in blood, holding a broad sword dripping with scarlet liquid in his hand, and said to King Yao with a smile on his face.
"Very good, thank you brothers, pass on the order, let's have plenty of food and wine tonight, and reward the three armies!" Baili Mochen ordered with a calm smile on his face.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Commander!" The general said happily and ran to deliver the order.
...
A few dozen miles away from Fucheng, in a hidden mountain valley.
"Say, what on earth is going on?"
Prince Muhan had an angry look on his face, and he grabbed the collar of Hongluan's chest with both hands and roared angrily.
"You, please let me go, let me go!" Hong Luan weakly grabbed Mu Han's naked hand and shouted.
During the previous artillery attack by King Yao's army, a cannon happened to fall beside Hongluan's tent. Just when Hongluan heard the noise and walked out, he was seriously injured by the cannon.
Not only were the internal organs bleeding from the shock, but her face was damaged beyond recognition. If Prince Mohan hadn't been dragged by someone when he escaped, she would have died by now.
So at this moment, Prince Muhan was holding Hong Luan like a little chicken, leaving him unable to fight back.
"Don't say yes, do you want to taste the torture of this prince?" Prince Muhan looked at Hong Luan's resisting look, his eyes were scary like an evil ghost in hell.
"You, what do you want me to say?" Hong Luan looked confused.
What do you want her to say? She knows nothing.
"What are you talking about? Don't you know? Do you want me to remind you?" Prince Muhan narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then tell me how this weapon and artillery recipe fell into the hands of King Yao!"
Prince Muhan concluded that these two things came from Hongluan's hands. How could anyone else except the Wu Clan have such a magical weapon
"What do you mean?" Hong Luan stared at Prince Muhan with wide eyes, full of hatred.
"Isn't it a scene that you and Baili Mochen put on for me? First you pretended to seduce me, and then you pretended to be hurt by Baili Mochen's feelings, pretending to cooperate with me so that I could relax my vigilance and That's the result today, isn't it?"
Prince Muhan strangled Hongluan's neck with one hand and said with hatred on his face.
"Hahaha... are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?" Hong Luan was obviously exhausted at this moment, but still laughed and said: "Have you ever seen such a stupid woman? She even lost her appearance to help the man she loves. Don't you want to? Look at me now. If I were really with him, would I have waited for him to attack and ended up like this? "
Hong Luan's face was covered with bruises and bloodstains. He looked terrifying and embarrassed, and any woman who looked at it would go crazy.
That woman at that time didn't love beauty. If she wanted to love someone and sacrifice her life for him, there might be many of them, but if she loved someone so much that she didn't even want to lose her own face, there would probably be only a few of them.
It goes without saying how important a woman's appearance was in ancient times. This is not the 21st century where there were more men than women before the spring breeze.
"You think I will believe you if you say this? What a dream!" Obviously Prince Muhan didn't believe Hong Luan's rhetoric.
He has nothing now, he doesn't dare to trust anyone anymore, and he won't trust anyone anymore.
"Tell me all the weapon recipes and useful things you know, otherwise, this prince will make your life worse than death." Prince Muhan threw Hongluan to the ground, holding her injured chin and said.