1244. Chapter 1244 Black belly little crazy concubine 1
That's weird.
How can a little white rabbit be so dangerous?
The smile in Murong Xitian's eyes grew stronger.
Xia Ziluo seemed to know what Murong Xitian was thinking, and his smile became more and more proud: "Xitian, don't think that the little white rabbit is weak. It was not the tiger that kicked the eagle to death, but the rabbit!"
Murong Xitian looked at her proud smile, and the love in his eyes became even more intense.
After getting rid of the gunners, the helicopter was over the three cannons almost instantly. Murong Xitian jumped down immediately, and with him was Qiao An, an artillery expert from the 21st century.
"How is it? What grade is this artillery?" Murong Xitian squatted down and kept tapping on the artillery with his big hands.
Qiao An also studied seriously and quickly typed out: "As expected of a mercenary, this level is close to the most advanced level of the Ming Dynasty. If we hadn't brought back the essential parts, based on my level
We can only make something the same as this one, it cannot be surpassed.”
"However, luck always favors the side of justice." Murong Xitian stood up as he said this, "How long will it take for you to create an artillery that can defeat this?"
Qiao An thought about it and said, "The three of us will be together for about half a month."
Half a month?
Murong Xitian pursed his lips and recalled that before they set off, Mo Daisheng sent a message to his flying pigeon. The four shipbuilders had already started building the first batch of ships. The four were divided into four groups, each with a hundred people.
Shipwrights believe that it will take no more than twelve days to build the first batch of ships.
"I'll give you ten days to develop it." After thinking about it, Murong Xitian made a decision in his mind.
Qiao An's face suddenly changed: "It's too hasty. Half a month is the minimum time I mentioned. If it doesn't go well, it may take more..."
"The military leader has told me your strength. If you can equip ten ships with the artillery within ten days, I will immediately go to the court and make you a viscount, and your descendants will enjoy the title forever. Otherwise, I will wait for you.
It will only be ten times or a hundred times more painful than in the 21st century." Murong Xi Tianen used both force and power.
Sure enough, Qiao An's frightened expression just now was instantly replaced by joy.
He didn't even need to discuss with the other two people, and he agreed: "Don't worry, Prince Xiao, we will definitely complete the production of the first batch of artillery within ten days."
Murong Xitian nodded with satisfaction and returned to the helicopter with Qiao An.
After the helicopter rose again, it did not fly towards the inner court, but flew directly out of the palace and towards the southeast corner of the capital.
But in the position of these three artillery pieces, a figure quietly appeared.
"Xitian, don't you need to help Ye Muran again?" On the plane, Xia Ziluo lay on the window and looked down, with a worried look on his face.
Murong Xitian couldn't help but snorted coldly: "Three cannons are equal to the queen's three most powerful claws. The guards guarding the main entrance of the palace are the queen's most powerful shield. Now the queen's most powerful power has been destroyed by us.
Secondly, it would be too shameful for Ye Muran to be unable to win. Once such an emperor ascends the throne, it will only lead the country of Mo Ao to decline."
Well, she had to admit that Murong Xitian was right.
"Then where are we going now?" Xia Ziluo looked away and rested his head on Murong Xitian's arms, like a well-behaved kitten.
Murong Xitian's hand immediately climbed up to her pink cheek and touched her happily: "Temporary palace."
