Qin Mo, along with the Prince of Hejian and the Marquis of Kaiyang, had already established a camp at Tongguan. This was also the starting point of the "supply line" that Qin Mo had mentioned. A large number of warehouses were under construction, and soon a steady stream of supplies would fill the warehouses.

"Mozi, are you moving house or going to war?! You have so many bottles and jars!"

"Is it too much? I don't think it's too much. My soldiers are all elites, not some poor wretches who dare to conquer the world with just a knife in hand!"

"Yes, yes, Your Highness Prince Heng's soldiers are famously extravagant, I can't argue with you, can I..."

Qin Yumu arrived a little early. When he saw that Qin Mo's supplies were so varied that they filled over a thousand carriages, he couldn't help but feel jealous and made a few sarcastic remarks.

Qin Mo only had 5,000 heavily armored infantry this time; the rest were either artillery or riflemen. If these firearms soldiers ran out of ammunition, they would be like tigers with their teeth pulled.

Expecting to fight the orcs with bayonets? The process would be brutal and the scene heroic, but wouldn't everyone end up as martyrs?

Therefore, Qin Mo brought a complete set of black powder manufacturing equipment, intending to accompany the army to reload ammunition, that is, to re-attach primers and refill gunpowder into empty shell casings.

The Type 3 rifle was not upgraded with the latest double-base gunpowder bullets for two reasons: firstly, the production of double-base gunpowder was too low at the time, and secondly, black powder could be obtained locally in the Western Regions, reducing logistical pressure.

"Mozi, the rifles you're using... they're all different from ours! Um... don't get me wrong! We're both very content right now, we're just a little curious..."

"The bullets are all copper. In a major battle, each person would use up at least several pounds of copper. Can you afford to use them?"

"Uh!... Mozi, you're right... We really can't afford it..."