Everyone went west from Mangshuping to Shilipu. The shops that had been along the river for more than ten miles had turned into black ashes. Since most craftsmen were taken away, there were very few rebuilt shops, and more were farmers who cultivated land on the surrounding open spaces.

For Wan Jun, the biggest loss of this battle was the loss of Zhang Xiaoyan, and the other was the Shilipu.

Cui Ziyi sighed, "The Hu people plundered so many of us craftsmen, and our firearms are about to spread."

The Chinese army can have the momentum today in just a short time, and it does rely heavily on the sharp firearms. When the Hu people plundered the firearm craftsmen, the Chinese army's firearm advantages no longer exist.

Wan Jun said, "Technology is constantly moving forward. When the Hu people get our technology, we will look for more advanced technology."

Cui Ziyi said, "Our firearm is extremely powerful, and the head of state has better ideas?"

Wan Jun said, "The muskets are just new firearms. When we have new gunpowder and breech-mounted muskets, our steam engine will be developed and we will also create armored vehicles and tanks for him. Then the Hu cavalry will be ruined."

Cui Ziyi looked strange, "What is the armored vehicle that the Head of State said, and what is the tank?"

Wan Jun said, "You don't understand even if you say it. You just think that a car is wrapped in iron sheets, and cannot be cut into the knife or fire through the musket. Our people drove the car into the enemy's formation and killed the enemy's special killing."

Cui Ziyi said, "Wouldn't that be invincible in the world?"

Wan Jun said, "In these days, this is the case."

While the two were talking, the carriage and horses moved from Lucheng south to Wangjialou Village. The Wangjia yard in the village was half burned by the fire, and the ancient theater was miraculously preserved.

Some soldiers had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Wang Jun and others coming, they hurriedly came forward.

Everyone walked along the Wang family yard, in front of the cliff more than 30 meters high in Xigong Cliff, Wan Jun suddenly said, "Did Changle die here?"

The soldier who led the way said, "Go back to the head of state, it's here, and the little girl fell off the cliff here."

The ground there, weeds grow, are no different from the surrounding area.

Wan Jun looked for a while, looked up at the West Palace Cliff, and then climbed to the West Palace Cliff.

The trees on the cliff grew lush again like they used to be. The ancient tree grew on the edge of the cliff, and hundreds of years seemed to have stopped.

Wanjun walked to the ancient tree, "Where is it?"

The soldier stepped forward and pointed at the branch stretching towards the edge of the cliff, "Go back to the head of state, it's here."

Wan Jun looked at the branch and walked forward slowly. Zhang Xiaoyan ended her life here. What was she thinking when she chose to commit suicide here.

Under the big tree, the monument of the Western Palace of the Empress of the West Palace, which the people erected for Wang Lanzhi, stood alone. Li Zicheng walked out of Shangluo with his troops and horses and began to complete his destined career. Wang Lanzhi chose to end his life here. The people erected this monument of the Western Palace of the West Palace of the West Palace of the Eternal Palace for Wang Lanzhi's chastity.

The relationship between Zhang Xiaoyan and Wan Jun is not well known, and Wan Jun cannot even have a public identity to mourn her. Who can remember that there is another woman who will die here resolutely.

Wan Jun looked at him sadly for a long time, suddenly pulled out his knife, stepped forward and slashed it hard. The branch as thick as a man's arm was cut off at once, and fell off the cliff like a girl who had committed suicide.

Wan Jun endured the grief and stood silently for a long time, "Let's go, go to the ancient temple!"

Jinzhong Mountain was not big. Everyone left Xigong Cliff along the ridge, quickly went down the mountain and went up the mountain, and then arrived at the Lotus Ancient Temple in Jinzhong Mountain.

The ancient temple that has been around for thousands of years is still the same, and there is an isolated tomb not far from the temple.

A man was sitting in front of the grave in silence, with a desolate and lonely back. Wanjun approached and saw that it was Zhang Sheng who had returned to Lucheng one earlier.

In front of Zhang Sheng was the tomb where Zhang Xiaoyan was buried. The cute girl in Wan Jun’s memory was lying in front of him, but at this moment there was a distance that could never be crossed.

Wan Jun and Zhang Sheng did not speak, the air was sad and depressed, and the soldiers beside him spoke for a long time, "There are newly filled soil here."

When Wan Jun heard this, he looked over and said it was new soil, and it was already covered with green grass.

The soldier continued, "The Hu people dug out the Emperor Shunchao buried here and took away the emperor, and the queen and nun in the temple were also taken away together."

The place where Li Zicheng was buried was not far from here, Wan Jun turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoyan's tombstone.

Born like summer flowers, you can rest assured when you are buried in the soil. The deceased people are like morning dew, and it is hard to find them anymore. The troops stepped forward and raised a handful of earth.

Ancient temples will never fall for thousands of years, and old trees will grow new for a hundred years. Only this person is changing all the time. Who can guarantee that life will be the same?

Wan Jun looked at Zhang Sheng and saw that his eyes were staring at the void without any vitality. The white-haired man gave him a black-haired man. Wan Jun opened his mouth and said nothing in the end.

"Sentient beings are unaware of it, just like blindly seeing the sun and the moon. I am too insignificant, and I am boundless,

The door of the celebration clouds open, the auspicious smoke blocks the dead household, the first time of the mysterious origin, to convey the auspicious sense of the mechanism,

Save all sins and overcome all evil.”

Cui Ziyi thought about the Supreme Sutra to save the suffering, and everyone silently mourned Zhang Xiaoyan.

Finally, Cui Ziyi's voice stopped, everything calmed down, there was a place to bid farewell, and there was a time to get together. Even if you were reluctant to leave, the dead were gone, and the living would still have to run around.

Everyone began to walk down Jinzhong Mountain, leaving only a few soldiers to accompany Zhang Sheng to stay in front of the ancient temple.

Leaving Jinzhong Mountain, there is one important thing for all troops to do, and the carriages and horses gallop southwards without stopping.

When Wanjun arrived in Hanyang City, Zhao Boyuan rushed to see Wanjun in a hurry. It was probably a long time since he had a good rest. Zhao Boyuan looked tired, "Head of State, save my brother Boji."

The situation in Jiangnan is only a rough understanding of the situation, but the specific situation is still unclear. "What is the situation in Jiangnan?"

Zhao Boyuan said, "The Hu people fought with us in the Anqing area. There is no threat at present. It was just that when the incident happened, Bo Ji could not retreat safely. Now he is surrounded in Jiangyin, so I am afraid that it will not be supported for long."

Jiangyin City is far southeast of Nanjing, and Anqing is another combat zone. To rescue Jiangyin, unless a large army is assembled and down the river, the main energy of the Chinese army is Sichuan now, and its current strategic goal is to take Sichuan and conquer Shanxi.

Wan Jun was a little embarrassed, "Bo Yuan, you know that our current troops are all in Sichuan, and Jiangnan is currently on the defensive position, and there is no extra force."

Zhao Boyuan is a senior executive of the Chinese Army, so how could he not know the current strategy? For the Chinese Army, Jiangnan is a hot potato. It is more important to let the Qing Dynasty polish it first.

Zhao Boyuan's original intention was not to ask Wan Jun to increase his troops. He said these words just to have another intention. At this time, after hearing Wan Jun's words, he looked worried and thought for a while, "If there is really no troops to increase the number of troops, I heard that there is a batch of latest continuous dispatches.

Can you send me the gun first? If An Qing can make progress, the Hu people cannot do their best in Jiangyin City, and my brother still has hope of life, otherwise."

Zhao Boyuan's voice almost choked, "Otherwise, why would I explain to the Zhao family's relatives? I will never have the shame to return to Huang'an in the future."

Wan Jun said, "Before the mother and child fire guns to be equipped on a large scale, they do need practical inspection. Then I will leave it to you. I will arrange someone to teach you the use of new firearms and record actual combat data by the way!"

Zhao Boyuan was happy, but he didn't show any expression on his face, "Thank you, the head of state, our new warship is still idle in Poyang Lake, why not send it to Anqing for some experience?"

Wan Jundao, "The fleet is training in Poyang Lake and has not yet formed combat effectiveness."

Zhao Boyuan said, "There is no wind or waves in Poyang Lake, and there is no enemy. What can I do when I fire some air cannons? Why not send them to Anqing? There is no need to join the war. As long as the fire cannons at the Hu people's vehicles and ships on the bank of the river, it can not only enhance the might of our army, but also be used as combat training. Wouldn't it be just right to kill two birds with one stone?"

Wan Jun thought about it and said that this would allow the Chinese Navy to grow rapidly. At present, the Chinese Army did not have the strength to support the fleet and conduct training. "Then do what you said and transfer the fleet to Anqing for training."

Zhao Boyuan smiled, "Thank you, the head of state, there will definitely be no problems in the southeast."

Wan Jun nodded and said, "With Bo Yuan here, I feel relieved here."

Zhao Boyuan said, "I have important things to do, so take care of the head of state."

Wan Jun rushed to Sichuan in a hurry to finish the matter here and said to Zhao Boyuan, "Wuchang to Anqing, except for the research institute, you can decide the rest of the matter here."

After this, Wan Jun took Cui Ziyi to the Huaxia Science Institute. The institute was no different from the last time he came. Fei Weisan was fiddling with a huge sphere in the hospital. There was a huge wooden frame around the sphere and the rope pulled the sphere.

Seeing Wan Jun coming, Fei Weisan came over and said happily, "Sir, the ball can fly."

Wan Jun said, "Very good. If you study hard, our battlefield will no longer be two-dimensional in the future."

While he was talking, Wang Lihui followed the guards to greet him, and Wan Jun said to Fei Weisan, "Stop working hard."

He took Wang Lihui aside, "Lihui, do you still remember the person I drove out last time?"

Wang Lihui said, "Wang Amao?"

Wan Jun said, "Yes, where is the one who poured steam into the hot air balloon?"

Wang Lihui said, "I don't know very well. According to the adult's wishes, I didn't care after expelling him. I seemed to be working at the dock before."

Wan Jun said, "Send someone to find a way to find him."

Wang Lihui said curiously, "What are you doing with him?"

Wan Jun glanced at Wang Lihui and said, "Just look for it."

Wang Lihui responded, Wan Jun looked around and said, "Where are the ones who are studying the steam engine?"

Wang Lihui was about to turn around and leave, and heard this, "You said Gong Bisheng, he moved down the slope. There is a lot of water over there, so it is more convenient to burn a boiler."

Wan Jun said, "Burn the boiler?"

Wang Lihui smiled and said, "Yes, it has been much more convenient for brothers to take a bath recently!"

Amid laughter, Wan Jun led his men down the hillside from the small road behind the courtyard, and saw the lakeside from afar, steam boiling.

It was him, Gong Bisheng, and a huge boiler!
Chapter completed!