"Tch..." Mo Yunxi rolled her eyes, already accustomed to this guy's occasional teasing.
She crossed her arms and looked at him with interest: "Tsk, tsk, tsk... I don't know if he is my man."
"But... as soon as Senior Nangong comes back, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still with Sister Qingyan's man!"
"Shh...what are you talking about!"
Looking around, no one was paying attention. Nan Yanxi stretched out her hand and stunned her: "That's my master!"
"If you keep talking nonsense, please be careful to serve your husband's family!"
"Bah!" Mo Yunxi spat, stretched out her hand and rubbed her forehead: "That's right...compared to Master!"
"You perverted scoundrel likes Master Niang more, right? Do you think I can't tell?"
Nan Yanxi's face was slightly red, but she was sincere: "Yes, I like Qing Yan, I admit it."
"But... the old man really didn't have anything to say to me. He promised me the girl and gave me the entire Qinglian Sword Sect's property."
"Although I know that he knew my identity early on, maybe he wanted to plan for the future of Qingyan and Xueer."
"But after all, I have received great favor from others, so I can't..."
"Oh, I know, you're just kidding!" Mo Yunxi waved her hand: "I know what you are thinking."
"Do you think Senior Nangong doesn't know what you are thinking?"
"But..." Mo Yunxi looked like a smile but not a smile: "Can't you see it?"
"Senior Nangong really has no feelings for my cousin."
"Otherwise, if we have been together day and night for more than ten years, and the man is not married and the woman is not married, there will be no sparks at all?"
He curled his lips and said, "Don't talk about responsibilities or not. If you can't let go, those are all excuses!"
"Let me tell you, in the final analysis, I still don't feel it."
"Uh..." Nan Yanxi couldn't help but laugh twice: "What you said is a bit extreme."
"Human beings, besides love, there are many other things. Master, he has never forgotten his deceased wife."
"To Sister Qingyan, I just feel that the elders take care of the younger ones."
"It is indeed true that I don't feel it, but it is only part of the reason and cannot be generalized."
"I think Master... is both great and pitiful."
"Yes, yes...your master is pitiful." Mo Yunxi rolled her eyes: "Then my cousin is not pitiful?"
"She has ruined her reputation and been the fake wife of an old man for more than ten years, and they still don't like her."
"It's not easy to meet someone we like each other, but we still can't be together."
"My cousin is as beautiful as a flower, and she will soon become an old girl!"
Nan Yanxi lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look at Mo Yunxi again.
He hesitated and said: "That...this...no matter what, I will never do such an ethical thing."
"I will never be sorry to the master, never!"
"How can I be sorry?" Mo Yunxi lowered her voice and said, "Can't you see what's going on?"
"Senior Ren Nangong is tired. From the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want to take my cousin with me anymore. Can't you tell?"
After a pause, he added: "There is also the Qinglian Sword Sect, which is just built by everyone taking what they need."
"Lu Changfeng wants to use it to develop his own strength and suppress Yuzhou Green Forest."
"Your master wants to leave a place for my cousin and Xue'er, that's all."
"Later on, with you, the Qinglian Sword Sect was no longer important, and now Senior Nangong had it all in your hands."
"Otherwise, the power of the sect was handed over to you just a few days after you came up the mountain, just because you saw through my mother's plan?"
"You think it's because you're handsome? Can you stop deceiving yourself?"
These words completely silenced Nan Yanxi. What Mo Yunxi said were all facts, and he could understand clearly.
But I can't get over this hurdle in my heart.
Moreover, there is nothing we can do about this. We can't just go over and tell the old man: 'Master, I have fallen in love with my wife, shall I marry her?'
Then the old man nodded: 'Okay, you can marry me!'
This, this, this...can't this be an anecdote for the ages? It's just nonsense.
Nan Yanxi shook her head vigorously: "No, no, no... let's talk about this later... later!"
"Now let's consider how to get it back to the capital first..."
After saying that, he tucked the horse's belly with his legs and ran away as if he wanted to run away.
Looking at his fleeing back, Mo Yunxi shook her head with a half-smile.
He muttered to himself: "Hmph...it's OK to bully me. If it comes to this, you'll get scared. Just run away. Sooner or later, you'll feel uncomfortable!"
"Being a person in power and a heroic hero, he has too many concerns and is too kind... he just pushes it to the end."
Then he sighed with some annoyance: "It's only my fault that we didn't choose well when we were reincarnated!"
"If I had a clue, I would definitely be better than you! Absolutely..."
...
The sun was gradually setting, and Nan Yuexi and Feng Yucheng were standing on the city tower, looking nervously at the bottom of the city.
Nan Yanxi's army was slowly digging in the soil, preparing positions for the coming red cannons.
The recoil of the artillery is huge, and digging a position in advance will make it more accurate than firing on flat ground.
There is no need to aim every time you fire a shot.
Although Nan Yuexi and others in the city did not know what the enemy was doing, their intuition told them that they must not let it develop.
Because the position chosen by the enemy is just outside the range of our own trebuchet.
So Nan Yuexi discussed with everyone, and wanted to send cavalry to make a surprise attack while they were still unheard of and had a lack of personnel.
But as soon as the drawbridge was lowered and the city gate was opened, the cavalry had not had time to rush out of the moat.
Nan Yanxi's musketeers used Ying Yang cannon, Hu Zun cannon, Fran machine cannon, etc. to beat them back with a round of rapid fire.
We lost a lot of men and horses, but we still didn't even touch the enemy.
Seeing the enemy's follow-up troops slowly arriving, especially the dozens of huge artillery pieces that finally arrived.
They were much larger than the small cannons that had been fired just now, and their dark muzzles were pointed straight at the tower.
The defenders, who had witnessed the power of firearms just now, gradually began to panic.
Those small cannons are so powerful, let alone these big guys.
It was only five or six hundred steps away from the city tower. The defenders on the city wall were condescending and could see clearly.
...
Nan Yanxi commanded the sergeants to develop a battle formation with the artillery position as the core.
With the advent of artillery, the pattern of war has gradually been overturned, and both sides no longer need to use cold weapons to kill each other.
Especially after the improvements made by that group of firearms geniuses, muskets and artillery have become dramatically higher.
The range, accuracy, power, and rate of fire are all greatly improved.
Nan Yanxi and the generals of the Qinglian Army spent several days and nights to develop a corresponding combat mode.
The core of the army is artillery positions and musketeers, and all combat units must have the ultimate goal of assisting and protecting firearms.
Fifty Tiger Guns are in front, providing direct firepower so that enemies hiding behind bunkers and city walls have nowhere to escape.
The seventy-furlong cannon is in the center, providing rapid-fire firepower and suppressing the enemy's maneuvers and counterattacks with its extremely high rate of fire.
Thirty of the most powerful and longest-range red-coated cannons are behind the formation. They will be the sharpest teeth to tear apart the enemy's defense line.
The musketeers guarded the artillery positions. If an enemy made a desperate move and took the risk of assaulting the artillery positions, they would head on and fire several rows of intensive rapid fire at them.
In addition, they also have to control the eagle cannon, which is like a large firecracker, to carry out suppressive shooting and long-distance precision shooting at exposed targets and high-value targets on the tower.
Traditional archers surround the musketeers to provide necessary supplementary shooting and rapid-fire cover for the muskets.
Other arms were arranged on both sides, closely guarded, and would quickly attack if necessary to protect the artillery positions and musketeers.
After the troops were arrayed and everything was ready, the sunset was almost setting.
Under the gradually dimming light, the evening wind blew across the battlefield, filled with murderous intent, and the war was about to break out.
At this time, Nan Yuexi and others on the tower became even more nervous.
Because of the dim light, they could barely tell that Nan Yanxi's troops were ready.
So...the next step is to start the bombardment.
Nan Yuexi stretched out her hand nervously and touched the thick battlements.
The cold feeling in his hand made him feel more at ease. It was made of a large piece of bluestone, which was three feet long.
I couldn't help comforting myself in my heart.
No matter how powerful the enemy's sorcery is, they can't destroy such a solid city wall, right?
One night, just hold on for one night and reinforcements will come.
The visibility is not good at night, so they won't attack at all.