He even wanted to shout out to the officers and soldiers who were carrying the artillery, transporting the shells, and cleaning the barrels.

Give this prince a hard fucking!

On the other side, a general from the artillery camp asked for instructions, and Zhu Yunhe nodded.

Immediately, an order sounded.

With the Crown Prince personally arriving, the officials and soldiers here used all their strength.

Dozens of new light artillery were lined up in a row, the muzzles of the guns pointed at the mountain in front of them.

There were more than fifty mortars, the barrels of which were inserted diagonally into pallets on the ground, and the muzzles pointed toward the sky.

Zhu Biao, who had been introduced by Zhu Yunxi, quickly distinguished these two new types of artillery.

Looking at these gun barrels with a metallic surface, Zhu Biao's eyes were filled with anticipation.

As the artillery battalion general gave the order.

Dozens of artillery pieces fired simultaneously.

There was a deafening roar.

The whole world seemed to be completely quiet for a moment.

A layer of dust and smoke was raised from the ground, and the air waves carried the gravel and gravel, hitting his legs.

Zhu Biao felt his chest was stuffy, and apart from the initial roar of artillery fire, there was only the clear sound of his heartbeat.

He opened his mouth subconsciously.

Then his eyes saw countless rays of fire rushing toward the mountain in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a series of dull roars came from the mountain, large tracts of trees were torn apart, rubble surged from one side of the mountain, and thick smoke rose from the ground.

"This is quite powerful!"

Zhu Biao shouted at the top of his lungs, but there was no movement from his son beside him.

So, he pulled Zhu Yunxi's arm.

With a face full of pride, Zhu Yunxi turned back to look at the prince's father.

Zhu Biao pulled his son in front of him and said loudly: "This is a sharp weapon for the country!"

After confirming, Zhu Biao felt a little curious.

The size of these artillery pieces is obviously smaller than in the past, and my son also said that their power has been reduced a lot.

But after seeing it with my own eyes, I don't think this new artillery is much less powerful.

Zhu Yunxi understood the curiosity of the prince's father and said loudly: "Nowadays, gunpowder and artillery shells have also been improved, so the power is indeed much greater than in the past, but compared with the power of artillery shells recruited by the North... it is indeed weak.

A lot."

Zhu Biao opened his mouth.

Nowadays, these new artillery pieces that pursue lightweight are so powerful, so how powerful are the artillery requisitioned by the North last time?

Zhu Yunxi just smiled. Anyway, he would never say that the Ministry of Works and the supervisors are currently studying a brand new artillery that only pursues power.

The Ministry of Industry and the general supervisors are now going all out, vowing to create an artillery and artillery shells that can blow open the gates of Yingtian City with one shot.

This group of officials and craftsmen, who have embarked on a strange path, have even set a long-term goal.

That is to use the city wall of Yingtian City as a template, gather the power of the world, and create an artillery and artillery shells that can destroy the city wall of Yingtian City with one shot.

No one can stop Ming from taking the path he should have taken.

Especially the way forward on weapons.

Zhu Yunxi looked at the excited prince's father, held his arm, walked to a nearby mortar, and drove away the artillery battalion officers and soldiers who were standing aside waiting to execute the attack order.

Zhu Biao's face showed curiosity.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and said: "Father, why don't you try this new mortar yourself?"

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Chapter completed!