Boom!

Xu Hongji finally couldn't resist the pressure of Wang Siyuan's momentum and fell down in vain. He fell softly on the chair and leaned his back down, making a soft thud.

"I...I..." Xu Hongji looked struggling, but couldn't say the last few words. Wang Siyuan was not in a hurry and continued his verbal offensive.

"Except when Liaoyang and Shenyang fell, now is the best time." As he said this, Wang Siyuan also took out a newspaper, pointed to the article above and said, "Look here, Tianqi is recruiting troops. I don't know the number yet. But facing several provinces in the north, the number of people will definitely not be small. It will take more than ten days for newspapers to reach here from the north. The conscription must have been fully launched now. His Yulin army has spread out and will definitely not be able to take it back for a while. .”

"Look at the introduction here about Liaodong. Please read it carefully. All the land will be nationalized and then redistributed. Haha, land to the tiller is a good wish. But I don't know when this policy will be implemented in Jiangnan. , Lord Duke, how will a big landowner like you deal with yourself?" Wang Siyuan laughed and said.

"The Xu family has agreed." He suddenly stopped smiling and said it lightly.

"Which Xu family?" Xu Hongji asked in shock.

"Who else is the Xu family? The Xu family in Songjiang Prefecture has tens of thousands of acres of land, which is as large as yours." Wang Siyuan said with a sarcastic face, "They are much more cheerful than you. When they saw this news, We agreed immediately and worked together to do something together."

"A majestic Duke is so indecisive." Wang Siyuan continued to use the provoking method, "Let me tell you, I have more than just this trump card in my hand. I also have in my hands the late emperor's posthumous edict and even the last words of Lord Li Sancai. .”

"I can tell you with absolute certainty that Tianqi not only wants to collect agricultural taxes, but also nationalizes land, collects commercial taxes, and has the business on the sea in his hands. By then, Qinhuai, which is ten miles away, will not be able to survive. Will there be a place for you, Duke Wei?"

Wang Siyuan's words were like a steel needle, piercing into Xu Hongji's heart, completely shattering his defenses.

"Stop talking, I promise you." After saying this, Xu Hongji was so weak that he no longer had any strength in his body.

"Very good, Your Excellency is very wise. You will have some rest tonight. I will come back to you tomorrow to discuss specific matters." Wang Siyuan clapped his hands and left with satisfaction.

Not long after, gentle sobbing came from the study. The sound was not loud and seemed to be suppressed by someone.

"I'm sorry to my ancestors!"

Ningbo, Ningbo Port.

There were dark burning residues floating in the sea water. Some ships were floating on the port, with a winch fixed on them. The rope in the winch was pulled by someone, and then they dived into the water.

After a while, the rope sank and the whole rope was straightened. Seeing this, the big man on the boat started to turn the winch and pulled it up hard. Soon, a dark thing came out. If you look carefully, it is A cannon.

On the shore of the port, Yu Zigao stood with a face full of relief. As cannons of different calibers were fished out of the water, he felt even happier. With these cannons, after several days of training, The white-poled soldiers who can arrange a phalanx of spears can guarantee their basic combat effectiveness.

"Missionary Bo Fanji, I'm sorry to trouble you about the configuration of gunpowder. I hope we can make some as soon as possible." Yu Zigao said to a man dressed as a missionary named Fo Langji next to him.

"Don't worry, general, I'll leave this to you." Bo Fanji said in a strange tone, "I just hope that the general can take me to the capital to meet His Majesty, the great emperor of your country."

"There is no problem in taking you to the capital, but I cannot guarantee that the emperor will definitely meet you." Yu Zigao said with a frown.

"General, you can rest assured that His Majesty the Emperor will definitely meet me. I have brought thousands of books with me, and His Majesty the Emperor will definitely be happy to receive me." Bo Fanji said with certainty.

Yu Zigao felt strange about the missionary's inexplicable confidence, but it didn't matter to him, as long as this guy could help him prepare the gunpowder, he would ask the emperor when the time came, and the emperor should meet him.

The salvage of the cannons continued for several days, until it became extremely difficult to search, and Yu Zigao stopped. At the last count, a total of 126 six-pound cannons, twenty-four twelve-pound cannons, and ten There are eight eight-pound cannons. These ferocious and dark war machines have been cleaned and ready for use at any time.

However, Yu Zigao did not carry all of them. The 12-pound cannon and the 18-pound cannon were too heavy to accompany the army. They could only stay in the port and serve as coastal defense artillery.

What Yu Zigao really wanted was hundreds of six-pound cannons, which were used by the army. And the calibers were uniform, so it was easy to customize the shells temporarily.

Dragging the last cannon retrieved today, Yu Zigao returned to the temporary military camp outside Ningbo City. At this moment, there were loud shouts. The white-armed soldiers who came to the barbaric land of the southwest chieftain were undergoing regular formation drills. After several Days of training seems to be going well now.

Qin Liangyu was in charge of training, and his two younger brothers were assisting him. The instructors were the remaining two thousand sailors. As for Shen Yourong, he took the one thousand gunners and kept refreshing the cannons.

"General, you have gained so little today!" Seeing Yu Zigao coming back dragging his things, Shen Yourong went up to greet him.

"It's still too little for you, it would be nice to have some. Come, let me introduce to you. This is the missionary of Bo Fanji. Starting today, he will help us prepare gunpowder. The pile of things that we don't know how to use can finally be dispatched. It's useful." Yu Zigao said with appreciation.

He has been carrying out this salvage operation for several days, and has made good progress in all aspects. However, no one understands the configuration of gunpowder, and no one knows how to play with the charcoal, saltpeter, and sulfur he returned from Ningbo.

"Welcome, Reverend Bofanji." Shen Yourong greeted the other party.

"Thank you for your greeting, general. I hope we can become friends." Bo Fanji bent down and held his hands in the awkward Chinese etiquette.

"Hahaha, Priest Bofanji, you are so polite." Seeing his awkward look, Shen Yourong laughed and returned the greeting.

"General, where is my workplace?" Bo Fanji asked.

"In the small room over there, there are several craftsmen there. They are your assistants." Yu Zigao pointed, "I hope you can pay attention to safety and avoid accidents."

"Okay, General, I'm going to work." Bo Fanji bowed and passed.

"Haha, I'm still impatient." Yu Zigao said with a smile. The good progress put him in a good mood.
Chapter completed!