"I'll go." Suddenly, someone in the crowd said in a deep voice.

The little princess refused.

"It's best for me to go." The man looked at Wei Yang, nodded, glanced at Ma Shiqianhu again, and suddenly drew his sword, slashed his right arm with one knife, and he leaned back in pain and slammed on the floor with a bang.

Wei Yang's scalp numb, and two words suddenly arose in his heart: "Diet!"

The man fell in a pool of blood, covering his broken arm with one hand, his teeth clattered with a clatter, and he stared at his eyes and said, "I am an unknown little man, how can the enemy know him? In this way, I only said that he disobeyed the prince, Ma Shiqianhu bought me, and... In addition, if someone testified, he should be 70 or eight out of eight, let alone," he shouted bravely, "Even if things fail, I am just a little man, I am not afraid!"

The little princess was stunned for a while, pursed her lips and separated the crowd, and took out a box on her broken arm. She took out another box, which was the same size as the rouge box. She picked out a piece of black ointment from it, applied it three or five times, then got up and walked to the door. She pondered and couldn't make a decision.

The man's face quickly paled. He looked at the horse and Qianhu, sneering: "You are very powerful? It is really good to hide for thirty years, but I, a man in the Central Plains, have always been a heroic solar term. Can I be regarded as you for thirty years?"

Ma Shiqianhu turned his head and didn't dare to look at it. He suddenly felt that he was such a clown.

Thirty years of endurance have been defeated in the face of the pride of being a knife at me.

"Why?" He didn't dare to look at the man but asked.

The man laughed, the pain and excessive blood loss made him cough violently. He said, "I don't know so many principles and have never seen the world. But I am a person who has read books and knows what it means to be and what homeland is. My family is in Hami. If you succeed, I will not have a good life, and my descendants will not have a good life. My wife is a slave, her children are servants, and the ancestral grave is also flattened by your war horses."

But……

"Hami, it belongs to the prince, the princess, but it belongs to us. We live here for generations." The man was extremely weak and sat backwards with the help of others. His face was twitching tightly, which hurt, and there was a smile on his face, and he said coldly, "I don't have much ability, I can only have a life. I exchange my life for them to live. Hey, that's a good deal!"

The little princess suddenly turned around and she looked at Wei Yang and asked silently.

What do you think?

Wei Yang's heart was first confused, then shocked. Now he was eighty-pointed and two-pointed calm.

Shaking his head, Wei Yang carried the knife and turned around the table and chair twice, thinking about it. On one hand, he was a life-and-death battle, and on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel impulse. There was another sentence in the middle: "I'm going to be the most suitable one."

This is a matter he had already decided on.

First of all, he is the youngest and most deceptive.

Secondly, he has the most calculations and the most grasp.

Finally, he could not sit down and watched others rush up in groups. They sacrificed their lives and freeze their lives on this hot land where he understood more than anyone else that "this place has been ours since ancient times."

That sense of shame made him feel uncomfortable.

"I often laugh at the frogs in the well on the isolated island. They pointed at them and said, "Look, fools. Now they can sit and watch others die without any confidence, and worry about the unsafe thing in their hearts?" Wei Yang thought to himself, "In Yan Changshan's tongue, in Zhang Suiyang's teeth..."

"Brother Wei, don't make things difficult for you. You are still young, let alone," the man smiled, "You are more useful than me..."

"Let's rest." Wei Yang walked over, slapped the man's sleeping hole, looked at Gao Dusi, and ordered, "This man, my old brigade camp is about to settle down. Carry down the man, come and see him after he is cured."

Zhao Yunfu was happy and worried, and he knew that Wei Yang had made up his mind.

But he...

"Tell me your plan." Wei Yang said with his sword.

The little princess hesitated for a while and couldn't help but say, "Or, let's go with me."

"No, I'm alone." Wei Yang said, "talking about the plan."

The troops were surprised and happy, but also ashamed and ashamed.

He is just a child after all.

"No need to feel guilty. I'm a hundred times more sure of going there than you." Wei Yang said in a deep voice, "What's more, I have both the method of purifying fine salt and the method of training fine steel. Even if I'm noticed, I have the opportunity to survive," and then smiled, "If they are greedy, they will give me a chance to kill them. You can't do this."

"I will pick you up nearby." The little princess said immediately, "The plan is very simple. The horses are cautious and cautious, and rarely keep calligraphy. I found some of them, so I can ask people to copy and imitate his letters."

Wei Yang nodded, thinking of this.

"Secondly, what they want most is the method of casting artillery..." the little princess gritted her teeth.

All the generals shouted together.

"Weiyang has a better way to cast artillery, and in order to win the trust of the enemy, we can only do this, let alone," said the little princess hatefully, "the court has already 'lost' several artillery pieces to the enemy."

Everyone shut up, but their anger was beyond words.

Ma Shiqianhu laughed and said, "With this method..."

"You don't believe it if you say you are stupid," Wei Yang said with a funny look. "I didn't hear her say that. I, Wei Xiaolang, and Wei Xiaoguanren, have a way to cast fine steel, or even batch cast fine steel!"

Ma Shi Qianhu laughed so much that he looked at the man suspiciously.

"You, you really should read our history books. Weapons are always improving. The Qin crossbow formation defeated the six kingdoms' chariots, and the ring-headed sword defeated the Huns' army. The emergence of stirrups eliminated the innate advantages of the nomadic peoples by seven or eight, which is called progress. Later, the Western Regions cannon replaced the stone throwing machine, and the cannon now has the momentum to replace all long-range weapons, which is also called progress." Wei Yang said, "But today's cannons

But the primary form does not have the status of completely determining the victory or defeat on the battlefield, but the caliber of the cannon is that there is a dawn of dawn. Next, the problem of materials is to be solved. Can I find a way to gather a group of skilled craftsmen to improve artillery materials, and even in fifty or a hundred years, let our Central Plains Dynasty have breechless recoilless artillery. If we continue to develop it from generation to generation, do you think we still care about getting bronze artillery?"

He suddenly laughed and said, "Oh, I hope to give them a few heavy artillery pieces. We are condescending and not afraid of them getting closer. But once they defeat them, when they run away, you say, will the Khan King lie on the artillery and die without wanting to let go?"

Ma Shiqianhu shouted, "How is this possible?"

"Who had eaten fine salt before I appeared? Before I appeared, which poor man could cast those animals to death in a paraffin pot in batches? Don't worry, I will use the last little value on you." Wei Yang chuckled.
Chapter completed!