"Nonsense?"

Feng Zheng was stunned after hearing this, "Why are you making such nonsense? You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, why don't you just go up and lift it yourself?"

"I'm telling you that a cannon weighs five to six thousand pounds?"

The man couldn't help shouting, "If this thing were turned into a sword, how many men and horses could it be equipped with? Marquis of Chang'an, don't you know that our country is short of iron? Isn't this a waste? It's simply ridiculous!"

As he spoke, he looked distressed and unwilling.

That's right, with so much iron, it can be used by many soldiers, right?

You actually have to make individual iron cylinders?

What's the use?

Isn't this a waste?

[Oh, you said this...I thought you didn't believe in weight...]

After hearing what the man said, Feng Zheng couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You know nothing, do you know how awesome artillery is, you dare to call it a waste?"

[Mamadi, if I fire ten cannons like this, it will be like a thousand troops!]

[Moreover, this artillery is so trouble-free. It is not a problem to attack cities and mountains. If these artillery shells come for a while, Daqin's soldiers and horses will not lose thousands of people, and there will be no problem! 】

[However, fighting with this cannon is a bit...too expensive...]

kindness?

What?

After hearing Feng Zheng's voice, Ying Zheng's heart suddenly moved.

Can this cannon be used as a weapon for thousands of troops?

Moreover, it can save thousands of lives?

So, then this is really a good thing!

but……

Is it a bit expensive to fight with cannons?

Burning money?

Ying Zheng was puzzled for a while, what does burning money mean?

Could it be that with one shot, a lot of Qin's men would be killed?

Or does Feng Zheng mean that fighting with artillery shells is very expensive?

"hehe!"

Feng Zheng laughed, looked at the man and said, "Sir, what you said is indeed correct, but I want to ask you, if you were to conquer the two Vietnams, how many troops would be needed, how long would it take, and how long would it take to get back?

How many?"

kindness?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, the man was stunned, "What do you mean, Marquis of Chang'an?"

I asked you if it was a waste, why are you asking me this?

"Just answer it. If you answer it, I will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

Feng Zheng smiled and said lightly.

"I?"

The powerful man hesitated and said, "If it were me... perhaps thirty to fifty thousand..."

"I advise you to tell the truth. Anyone who deceives you in front of His Majesty will lose your head!"

"My officer, my officer is saying that 30,000 to 50,000 yuan is definitely not enough!"

After hearing this, the man immediately changed his mind and said, "It will cost 300,000 yuan, and it will take about half a year."

"How many troops will have to be sacrificed?"

"How do I know this?"

"You have to have a rough idea!"

Feng Zheng laughed and said, "There are 300,000 people in the two Vietnams. Calculate how many people will die if you attack these mountains one by one, right?"

"This...maybe..."

The man hesitated and said, "Maybe, one hundred thousand...or maybe..."

"Count you one hundred thousand."

Feng Zheng laughed and said, "This time counts as half a year for you!"

"If so, so what?"

The man narrowed his eyes and said, "The Marquis of Chang'an is saying that he has made outstanding achievements by attacking the two countries, so he can do whatever he wants?"

【Mamadi, you know a lot about eggplants!】

After hearing this, Feng Zheng said immediately, "No, what I want to say is that with 30,000 people, I swept across both Vietnam in less than two months, and I relied on these cannons!"

kindness……?

What?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, all the officials' expressions suddenly changed.

Feng Zheng swept across the two countries, relying on these things?

Hiss?

After everyone heard this, they immediately looked at the cannon barrels again carefully.

In their hearts, everyone was confused for a while.

What is so special about this thing that it is so magical?

Looking at the iron cylinders one after another, you can’t see anything?

"really?"

"Hey, all the soldiers can see it clearly, why don't you just ask?"

Feng Zheng laughed and continued, "So, I saved the court from the loss of 100,000 horses. Is it worth exchanging these 100,000 horses for these irons?"

In addition, there are 300,000 people, which will consume about half a year. Of these 100,000 people died, I’ll give you a discount. Calculating the food consumption of 200,000 people from the beginning, how much do you think it will cost in half a year?

"

"I……"

The man was stunned after hearing this.

That's right, if 300,000 people really went to fight, how much food would be consumed?

It must be an astronomical number!

"So, is it worth exchanging these grains for these irons?"

Feng Zheng laughed and continued to ask.

When the man heard this, he grinned slightly, and for a long time, he couldn't fart.

"So!"

Feng Zheng laughed, "What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

"Nothing, nothing more..."

"As long as it's gone..."

Feng Zheng laughed and turned to look at Yingbu, "Oh, Yingbu, Fan Kuai, things are crooked."

"Crooked?"

Yingbu was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look and said, "Master Hou, it's not too crooked..."

"What do you know?"

Feng Zheng said, "If I say it's wrong, it's wrong. It's not your fault for being ignorant. It's your fault if it's embarrassing."

Uh...huh?

What am I?

After hearing Feng Zheng's words, the man suddenly had a dark look on his face.

When all the officials heard this, their faces turned dark.

you?

Damn it, this feeling is scolding us too!

After hearing what Feng Zheng said, Yingbu naturally understood what he meant.
To be continued...