In the Yanzhou Valley, Zhao Muyun soon received a detailed battle report on the Battle of Mayi.
"Wulianha retreated? That's decisive." He looked at the map. "It seems he values retreat more than the immediate petty gains."
"General Yun, there's a letter from King Jin, urging for more Sky-shaking Thunders." Shen Qian reported.
"Tell him that firearms are extremely difficult to make, materials are scarce, and craftsmen are dying one by one."
"Currently, only a small amount is available, and the price has tripled. As for the craftsmen, it's absolutely impossible."
Zhao Muyun sneered, "Also, you can give him a blueprint for an enhanced city defense crossbow so that he continues to find it profitable."
He wanted to use this bait to tangle the Prince of Jin, making him bleed continuously in exchange for this little hope, while at the same time tying him firmly to his chariot against the Tartars.
"How is the selection of soldiers for the Shenji Camp going?" Zhao Muyun was more concerned about this.
"Four hundred men have been selected from various armies. They are all elite veterans, loyal and reliable. They are on their way to Yanzhou."
"good!"
Zhao Muyun's eyes flashed, "As soon as they arrive, we'll start training immediately! Master Lu's first batch of qualified iron shell mines will be given priority for training with the Divine Machine Battalion!"
He looked into the distance!
It seems as if we can already see a mighty army armed with weapons that transcend their time, about to emerge from this hidden valley and completely reshape this chaotic world.
The pattern of war is about to change because of him.
The blood and fire under the city of Mayi was just a trivial prelude.
Three days later.
Ding ding ding!
The Yanzhou Valley has now become a huge military camp and factory bustling with activity.
The sounds of iron hammering, drills, and occasional dull explosions intertwined together, full of hardcore and vigorous energy.
Four hundred soldiers plus one hundred soldiers originally selected from Yanzhou, totaling five hundred people, were expanded into the Shenji Camp capable of fighting independently, with Liu Yi as the deputy commander.
Zhao Muyun personally took charge and used the training methods of the previous life to train, mainly practicing throwing bombs.
After lighting the thunder bomb, the soldiers must throw it as far as possible in a short period of time, and throw it into the crowd.
Under Zhao Muyun's guidance and demonstration, they have become proficient in throwing and team coordination, and have used live ammunition with remarkable results.
In addition, Zhao Muyun ordered Han Zhong to expand Xi Sheng's Modao Camp to 300 people. Everyone wore heavy armor, held a meter-long sword, and practiced hard day and night, like a moving steel jungle.
The cavalry battalion was also expanded to 2,000 cavalry, with Wu Shangzhi and Guo Luo in charge of supervision.
Although they lack good horses, their riding skills and tactical coordination are still excellent.
......
"Head Zhao, look, who's here!"
On this day, Tang Yanhai hurried in from outside the valley.
Fan Bingbing and Fan Tong escorted an old man through numerous obstacles and arrived in Yanzhou.
When Zhao Muyun saw the dusty but gaunt old man, he was stunned. He quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Master, you've worked so hard all the way here! I've finally seen you!"
The person who came was Fan Nan.
The border soldier who had fought off the Tartars and rescued him at the Heituo Mountain Lotus Leaf Peak, the soldier who aspired to become a general, has now become a commander-in-chief, secretly controlling the situation in the world.
Fan Nan's eyes were complicated.
He looked a little thinner, but in good spirits. It seemed that the miasma and heat of Lingnan had not defeated him.
"Zhao Muyun... no, Captain Zhao. I heard about the bloody battle in Shuozhou and your death by falling off a cliff while I was in Lingnan. I was deeply saddened."
"Then I received a letter from Bingbing. Knowing that you are safe, I know that there may still be changes in this world."
"My old bones haven't been worn out since I came here from Lingnan. It seems to be fate."
A warm feeling welled up in Zhao Muyun's heart, and he quickly invited Fan Nan to take the seat. "It is a relief to see our teacher return safely. It is like a long drought finally ending in a downpour!"
After reminiscing about the past, Zhao Muyun concealed nothing and told them the current situation in Shuozhou, the general situation in the world, and his own ambitions.
"The imperial court now exists in name only, the Tartars are rampant, and many heroes are rising up."
"Mu Yun is accumulating strength here, hoping to train a strong army. One day he will sweep the world and rebuild it!"
"But my school lieutenant's office is just a makeshift team. For now, we can only handle the government affairs of four or five states."
"But there are so many things to deal with in the future, especially government affairs, people's livelihood, and talent selection and training. Mu Yun is not good at it. We urgently need a great man like our mentor to take charge of the overall situation!"
Fan Nan listened quietly, stroked his beard and pondered for a long time before he slowly spoke:
"I also reflected on myself in Lingnan. During the Shuozhou battle, I was stubborn and self-willed, and my scholarly spirit was too strong."
"Now the Crown Prince and the Prince of Jin are fighting for legitimacy, the Tartars and the rebels are causing chaos, and the various factions across the country are separatist. Since Mu Yun has great ambitions, and my daughter is willing to work for you, then I will serve you."
"Haste makes waste. The current situation is changing rapidly. Although you hold a powerful weapon and are hiding in the northern border, your foundation is still shallow and your reputation is not yet established. If you suddenly raise the banner of independence, you will become a target of public criticism and be attacked from all sides."
He changed the subject: "Prince Yinxi of Jin, although he has great ambitions but little talent, he is a member of the royal family after all, and he holds the blood edict in his hand and holds the righteous position."
"Now they have taken possession of the rich lands of Hedong and Jingji, with numerous troops and abundant food supplies. Why don't you pretend to acknowledge them as the legitimate heir?"
Zhao Muyun frowned slightly: "What does Master mean?"
"Send someone to contact the King of Jin and announce that your Pinglu Commandery is willing to obey the King of Jin's orders, fight against the traitors, and help him achieve his great cause."
"This way, first, we can use his status to develop ourselves openly and honestly, avoiding direct attacks from all sides; second, we can wait for an opportunity to gradually bring the entire Hedong Road under our control and use it as a foundation; third, we can... borrow the resources of the King of Jin to support our elite troops!"
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