This is almost no longer a battle on the battlefield.m

Instead, he shot directly on the spot.

The Ross' array is already chaotic.

This is an elite force.

But that's true.

When the continuous gunfire sounded, the continuous gunfire sounded.

Countless cavalry surrounded the Ross people in the square formation in the center, and with this as the center, the Pegasus was spinning around the periphery.

The distance of fifty steps is enough to cause huge damage to the rotary musket in your hand.

The Ross Musketeers and Spearmen in the chaos had no protection at all at this moment.

Light was emitted from Nai Rentai's eyes, and at this time, it seemed as if his ancestors were possessed.

After all the two muskets were shot, he ran around the square formation while slowly pulling out the long sword at his waist.

The rotary musket not only scared the Ross people, but also did not scare these cavalrymen.

Looking at the eyes, countless people fell down in response, and the snow fluttered, and there was smoke everywhere.

People were excited, but their hearts were awesome.

Occasionally, some Ross men who fought back raised their meteors and shot back, and some were killed and dropped.

The Ross pike soldiers tried to stab the spear and stabbed the man leaning against the edge of the square off the horse.

Most of these Ross people are mercenaries and have extremely strong vitality.

But... the more intense the resistance, the more miserable the death!

After a burst of gunfire.

Nairentai was already the first to take the lead, waving the sword in his hand, and without hesitation he pulled into the messy square formation.

Two statues of gods with green faces and fangs hung around his neck. The statues of gods collided with each other with the bumps of people and horses.

According to the latest tradition in the desert, Nai Rentai silently said in his heart, "God of immortality is blessed, Prince Zhu, Fang Jiji is blessed!

Immediately afterwards, people and horses pierced into the square formation.

The waving sword, the cold lights fell, and the sharpness brought about a bloody rain.

Countless cavalrymen on the periphery gave up shooting without hesitation and rushed into the messy square formation.

Once the square formation is chaotic, it is almost vulnerable.

Seeing this, Andrei looked sad on his fair skin.

He heard howlings from all directions, rolling in the snow with people and horses. Not only was there snow, but there was also boiling blood.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing from all directions pierce the sky.

…………

Xiao Jing lay in the snow, and then several medical soldiers found him in the snow and carried him down on a stretcher.

Xiao Jing couldn't understand why he was so lucky. The Ross man fired the first round of musket and was shot.

His calves were bloody and fuzzy.

In an emergency, he didn't bother to drink stinky mascia soup. He directly used tweezers to penetrate his wound and took out the projectile in his calf.

Then, pour the disinfectant into it.

At this moment...

Xiao Jing remembered the charm of the sword in the silk room decades ago. He also let out a scream.

"It's OK, next one."

After a simple bandage, someone carried Xiao Jing away.

…………

evening……

A group of tired cavalry arrived at the castle.

In the castle, there were plenty of supplies, and people opened the warehouse, which contained black bread piled up with Rushan, wheat and horse materials.

Not only that... Four cannons were found in the castle.

As soon as he saw the cannon, Wang Shouren began to feel distressed for the Ross people.

In this era, there is no road.

This place is full of endless snow fields and heavy artillery, which may be trapped in the mud at any time.

Not to mention, we need to cross the Ural Mountains.

Wang Shouren felt his scalp numb.

These Ross people...

He even thought that if it were the Happy Group, composed of the Ross people, instead of this group of Jurchens and Mongolians, perhaps...

On the side, a group of Mongolians and Jurchens looked at themselves with relief, each of them happily. They were good at turning other people's things into their own things and treating other people's homes as their own homes.

Fortunately, there is no wife here.

"We attacked 2,700 thieves, and half of them were killed or injured, and the rest were captured. We... injured more than a hundred..."

"I understand." Wang Shourenda: "Send a team of people to go south and report the victory immediately. Your Majesty is afraid that he will be anxious."

"yes."

…………

In Xishan, the first textile workshop was established.

This textile workshop is somewhat different from ordinary textile workshops.

Zhu Houzhao went to cut the color personally, and even came here with the editorial staff for searching for journals.

Fang Jifan looked at His Royal Highness, who was showing off his limelight from afar, and he happily delivered speeches to all the guests on the stage.

Then... Zhu Houzhao ordered the ignition and the furnace to be turned on.

This is a steam engine textile workshop.

The achievements of the Steam Research Institute have finally begun to be promoted to all walks of life.

The newly developed steam textile machine has been put into production.

Xishan invested a lot of capital to establish this huge textile workshop.

When the steam engine roared, then the huge machine began to drive through the shaft.

All the workers started to get busy.

As the shaft rotates, countless shuttles began to drive frantically. The shuttle was actually a shuttle with a small wheel in the chute. Springs were installed at both ends of the chute, so that the shuttle could pass back and forth very quickly. A machine, with only a few people watching, can quickly weave a wider fabric.

Not only that, its efficiency is also amazing...

Zhu Houzhao took the craftsmen and walked back and forth between machines.

The power of steam has begun to become popular at this moment.

The cotton spinning workshop uses steam textile machine.

Tiefang is now also trying to try to make a steam forging press.

The idea is to use the power brought by steam to directly lift and lower and forge out the abrasive tool.

For example, a steel plate is placed under a forging press and a clang makes it change its shape and directly become a washbasin or other mechanical components.

Zhu Houzhao said excitedly: "Lao Fang, I think this cotton spinning workshop can also be launched. Now it is trial production, but I don't know how much production it can be."

Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Your Highness, you are not a kind of workshop. You have to go public. This workshop is not short of money, so why bother people to participate?"

Zhu Houzhao said angrily: "What do you know? When you go public, you have to write a prospectus. I have to brag about it. This is the power of this steam textile machine in my palace, so people know... "

Fang Jifan had a headache.

But now it's just a trial production.

God knows what problems will be found halfway through.

And the output is uncertain.

The craftsmen are not skilled enough.

Fang Jifan said: "In the past few days, I have asked His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to stay in the cotton spinning workshop with a group of craftsmen, and find out the problems with the machine at any time."

"Don't worry." Zhu Houzhao said with a smile: "With this palace here, if this steam engine dares to do something bad, I will kick it over."

Fang Jifan nodded. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very violent. He had already sublimated to the point where he wanted to fight the machine. If this continues, he would sooner or later be imprisoned in the Xishan Spiritual Research Institute.
To be continued...