"Madam, are you afraid that someone will set fire and cause a forest fire in Fengyang?" Ji Feng asked expressionlessly.
They were subordinates, and they were expected to obey their masters' orders. Even if they were to die, it would be an honor for them. But this didn't mean they were just slaves doing hard labor. Sulfur was inherently poisonous; smelling too much could cause vomiting, fainting, and even death.
Death can be as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a feather. He didn't want the elite soldiers they had worked so hard to train to be poisoned or even killed by the sulfur.
"Jifeng!" Qian Yeming finally stopped his subordinates from being disrespectful to Murong Xiao in displeasure.
"Madam wouldn't do something without reason. She must have a very important reason for asking you to move the sulfur and saltpeter out."
"But..." With so much sulfur and saltpeter, it will take forever to transport it!
"No buts!"
"……yes!"
Murong Xiao had no intention of concealing the purpose of sulfur and saltpeter, nor did she intend to hide the importance of these things from Ji Feng. She was just happy to see that Murong Yan had not yet touched the sulfur and saltpeter on the mountain, but she did not have time to say it.
Murong Xiao was very happy to hear Qian Yeming's unconditional and unconditional support for her. However, she would never let Ji Feng, Qian Yeming's most capable subordinate, be unhappy. So she explained:
"In your minds, sulfur and saltpeter are only used to make fireworks, or sprinkled at doorways during festivals to ward off evil spirits. Although sulfur and saltpeter are rare, you don't consider them precious, right?"
Ji Feng lowered his head slightly, indicating that he agreed with the other party.
Looking at his master's dark face, he knew that his honesty had made his master unhappy, but... this thing was really useless!
"But what if these things can be used in war?"
Murong Xiao had just finished asking the question when all the Dark Night members looked up in surprise.
In war? In fireworks?
Qian Yeming was also very surprised: "Xiao'er, you said these things can be used in war?"
Murong smiled and nodded: "Do you remember that time when you asked me, "I'm so versatile, what on earth am I not familiar with?" How did I answer you?
"You said you're not proficient in weapons, hypnosis, or disguise."
He remembered every word Murong Xiao had said to him. Looking at the sulfur and saltpeter covering the entire mountain before him, Qian Yeming's pupils shrank slightly, and a glimmer of light blossomed in the depths of his eyes.
"Xiao'er, you mean... these seemingly useless sulfur and saltpeter can be made into the weapons you mentioned?"
Murong smiled and nodded, "Not bad."
"Can these things be used to make weapons more powerful than those made of fine iron?" You can't blame him for interrupting, but he is a martial arts fanatic himself and has a sincere love and enthusiasm for weapons.
So after hearing the conversation between the master and Murong Xiao, he interrupted without thinking.
"What's the point of fine iron? Can a dagger made of fine iron kill dozens of soldiers in an instant?"
“…” After hearing Murong Xiao’s words, Ji Feng blinked his eyes, his face full of disbelief.
Murong Xiao ignored him and turned to Qian Yeming and asked, "Last time, your father assigned you the task of managing the flood in Zhanjiang. Although you proposed a good plan to save Linjiang City from flooding, you were unable to solve another problem."
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