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The Black Iron King's Tent. ReadМ

A row of servants kneeled on the grass, and behind them were axemen holding huge axes.

Enko stood in front of the king's tent and issued cold orders.

The axe-hand now raised his giant axe.

Under the hot sunshine, the flashing metallic luster of the giant ax sent chills down the spines of the soldiers watching the execution.

With a soft "click" sound, the heads of three hundred servant soldiers rolled down on the green grass like gourds.

The blood flowed and dyed a bright red.

"This is the fate of deserters, and there are no exceptions in the Black Iron King's Tent." Enke's voice spread to the ears of every soldier on the wind, "Even my father Kutu died on the Yanguan City Wall because of the glory of the King's Tent. "Sir, I will not allow anyone to tarnish our royal tent again."

"They deserve to be killed, Your Majesty!" At this time, a wolf took a few steps forward and raised the scimitar in his hand.

"The king is mighty, the king is mighty..."

Under the leadership of Lang Lu, the soldiers shouted violently.

Enko looked satisfied.

Then he ordered the soldiers to be dismissed and waved his ten wolves into his royal tent.

"This time the Khan has given the important task of harassing Yan County to our Black Iron King's Account. This is a great trust for our Black Iron King's Account. I don't want any of you to bring shame to the King's Account." Enke opened his eyes. With big tiger eyes, his gaze swept over the ten wolves one by one.

Although Beidi withdrew during the Battle of Yanguan.

But his father, Tam and Charha personally scaled the city wall and died in battle, which earned the respect of the other kings for the Black Iron King's tent.

Restored their lost glory.

For this reason, Khan Mulhongzhen allowed him to select 30,000 young men from Ningcheng to supplement the servants of the Black Iron King's tent.

Now the strength of the Black Iron King's tent has once again returned to one hundred thousand.

But the only thing he couldn't make up for was the loss of more than 20,000 Beidi cavalry during the autumn hunting.

This is the biggest loss of the Black Iron King's account.

At present, even if all the Beidi men above the age of fourteen in Wang's account are recruited into the army.

He also only had 30,000 cavalry.

"Your Majesty, the five small cities built by King Yan outside Yanshan are blocking our way into Yan County. They are a big trouble. The Khan has given an order, so it is necessary to launch a major attack to destroy these small cities." A wolf recorded said.

Enke looked at the speaker, whose name was Ge Maodan.

This is Lang Lu who he personally promoted and has won his trust.

"Yes, without demolishing these small towns, our cavalry will not be able to enter Yan County at all. It is said that after a year of recuperation, Yanzhou is now very wealthy, which is really eye-catching." Another person said.

This person's name is Saihan, and he is also a close confidant of Enke.

After taking charge of the Black Iron King's tent, he paid great attention to Lang Lu's bravery, even ferocity.

These wolf records at the moment suited his temperament.

"The order the Khan gave us this time is that after the warships go south, let us use all means to attack Yanzhou and disrupt Yanzhou. In other words, we can use all means and use all our troops to cause trouble for the King of Yan." Another wolf. Record the sound.

Enko nodded slowly.

This was indeed the order given to him by Temuta.

After receiving the order, he sent a team of a thousand people through Yanshan Mountain and entered Yanjun, and also sent a large number of scouts.

It's just that they all suffered in front of the small city built by King Yan during this period.

The soldiers who escaped said that artillery was placed on the small town.

If they attack from any direction, they will be bombarded.

As far as he knew, this kind of strange building with many corners was also built in Yanguan.

"We must find out about this strange little town, otherwise once the army goes south, it is likely to suffer losses again in Yanguan." Enke said.

He has sent people to the Khan Court to report this matter.

At the same time, he was thinking about how to eradicate these five small cities.

Otherwise he would not be able to complete the task assigned to him by the Khan.

An attack by a thousand men on a small town failed.

Then he would use five thousand people or ten thousand people.

As long as one of the cities is broken, his cavalry can march straight into it.

As for the servant soldiers, it doesn't matter how many they die.

But this time, he had to prepare carefully and never fail again.

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Jincheng.

A thunderous explosion on a sunny day almost made everyone stop what they were doing and look north of the city.

At this time, in the wilderness outside the northern suburbs of the city, Ulanba laughed heartily.

"Artillery, hahaha, I, Beidi, finally have my own artillery. Dasong, you all in Xiliang will tremble under our iron cavalry in Beidi." Ulanba looked at the green artillery in front of him with a fanatical expression.

Ivan looked at Ulanba, disgust flashed across his face.

Although there was not a single day that made him happy staying here.

But making the cannon himself finally gave him some comfort.

At least he didn't have to worry about his life.

"It's just that such a cannon is too expensive." Lang Lu, who was beside Ulanba, frowned. "I've seen your cannons from a distance, but they don't seem to be this color."

Ulanba gradually calmed down from his enthusiasm, and Lang Lu's words reminded him, "It is indeed too expensive."

Ivan spread his hands, "Our country uses forged iron cannons, but the technical requirements are very complicated. First, it requires flowing molten iron, which requires high smelting. There are also other delicate operations that a missionary like me cannot do. From what I have learned, you can only make bronze cannons, there is no other way."

Ulanba frowned, and he didn't understand half of what Ivan said.

"Flowing molten iron, is there such a thing in the world?" Ulanba looked at Ivan suspiciously.

Ivan spread his hands again, he was shocked by the barbarity here.

In his opinion, such stupid steppe tribes will not be the opponents of their expeditionary force. Sooner or later, they will become their slaves to the great monarch.

"Now we can only collect bronzes from all the royal tents to make cannons. Even so, we don't know how many doors we can build." Lang Lu next to Ulanba sighed again.

"There's nothing worth sighing about. With artillery, we can defeat Dasong. Then we can have as much copper as we want." Ulanba comforted himself.

Beidi's territory already lacks minerals.

Especially copper, not at all.

These coppers were looted from the people of Dasong after occupying Ningjindusi.

"Also, the interval between each shot of this kind of bronze cannon must be longer, otherwise the chamber will explode." Thinking of something, Ivan added.

Hearing this, Ulanba's face became even more ugly.

It's so expensive, but the rate of fire can't be fast.

But despite these two shortcomings, he gritted his teeth and accepted it.

During the war with the Russian state, he suffered enough from the Russian artillery.

He didn't want to experience it himself again.

And judging from the power of this artillery, it seems that it is not much different from the artillery of Russia.

This is enough.

After all, anything is better than nothing. As long as we can win the war, everything is worth it.