Wei Yao narrowed his eyes, stretched his head slightly, and asked carefully: "Is it expensive?"
Not only is it expensive, it is extremely expensive.
Zheng Quchi looked back at him steadily: "It's a sky-high price."
If this artillery was made in the Beiyuan Kingdom, then it must have been mass-produced, and the main focus was on a rich and willful person, but it was aggrieved in the Ye Kingdom. Who calls the Ye Kingdom poor?
Fu Rong's originally cheerful expression became depressed under the attack of Zheng Quchi's "truth".
"Then what should we do next?"
Zheng Quchi saw that Fu Rong had become dejected again, his eyes dim, and he clearly felt that "the future was not bright", while Wei Yao also looked like he was trying to cheer up, but in fact he was disheartened.
However, the soldiers in the battle fort were far away at this time and did not know the content of the "deep" conversation here. They were still immersed in the great joy of repelling the Beiyuan Army.
On one side, there was warm joy and excitement, and on the other side, there was sadness and negative pressure. The two atmospheres formed a sharp contrast. Zheng Quchi silently took in everything.
In fact, she could have not said these things at this moment, letting Wei Yao and Fu Rong, like everyone else, celebrate happily for a victory that was finally won.
But some people can be ignorant and happy about some things, but those who shoulder everything must see through the cruel truth, because only by understanding where they are now can they make the most accurate judgment.
Just as they clearly understand at this time that every step in the future may become difficult, so their minds and bodies will be coordinated for this, fully prepared, and ready to enter combat mode at any time. This is exactly what the next intensive arrangements will be. needs.
But it’s not enough to be passive. When it’s time to boost morale, you shouldn’t be stingy either.
"You don't really think that I have no other plans besides artillery, do you? I said, it is just my opening weapon to start this battle. The real trump card has not been revealed yet."
Zheng Quchi clapped his hands to attract their attention.
"Tian", something rekindled in their eyes.
"Really?"
Zheng Quchi pursed his lips and smiled slightly, relaxing their tense nerves: "Of course, although the Beiyuan Army withdrew this time, it was not a defeat. They will come back sooner or later, and after they return, they will surely The shortcomings of our artillery will be reflected, so as soon as a few days, or as slowly as less than a month, we may face the test of a real war."
Seeing her saying such serious words that tested one's mental endurance with such a relaxed look on her face, Fu Rong and Wei Yao obviously couldn't keep up with her rhythm and looked blank.
After a long time, Wei Yao swept away the emotions on his face: "Madam, if you have confidence, we will be the sharp blade in your hand, and we will be invincible to you. If you have no confidence, then we will be your strongest shield. Unless you have confidence, we will be your strongest shield." Step over our corpses, otherwise no one can harm you."
Fu Rong also said: "Madam, to be honest... I used to be blind, but now I believe in you and am happy to accept all your arrangements."
Seeing how seriously they expressed their loyalty to her, Zheng Quchi was silent for a moment. A slight smile appeared on his face, but he wiped it off in an instant.
She scratched her forehead with some annoyance: "I've done everything I can, but the rest... I really can't do anything about it, so..."
She raised her head and saw the two of them looking at her in confusion: "Yu Wen Sheng can only rely on himself for matters on the battlefield."
Fu Rong was stunned. He couldn't understand why his wife would say such words at this time. He could only tell a meaningless fact: "But the general... can't lead us at all now."
"He must appear on the battlefield, and he must lead you to fight this battle, so that we can have a chance of winning." Zheng Quchi told them.
She can provide advanced technology and weapons, but in the eyes of the ruling class, it is only a "tool", and the entire technology is built under politics. In other words, no matter how powerful the "tool" is, it Also "dead".
Just like the Song Dynasty, even though this dynasty had powerful weapons, it had no lofty ideals and implementation strategies, was short-sighted, had no ambitious kings, and many officials were slanderous. Therefore, even if it had advanced technological means, the country was still in critical condition and had no power. rule.
On the contrary, once a country has a national awakening, is led by a mainstay leader, and has an unprecedented complete victory against foreign aggression, even if it is backward and poor, there will still be latecomers. It's possible.
Therefore, the key to turning defeat into victory never lies in weapons, but in people.
She can create a weapon of deterrence, but she cannot become that "person".
Hearing her repeated emphasis, Wei Yao understood her decision and guessed what she might do, so he asked: "In that case, what should we do?"
Zheng Quchi said: "Shenmu Meng, do you still remember it?"
The two nodded: "Remember."
"I have sent someone to inquire with someone who knows about poison. Although he cannot solve the problem of Phoenix Tears, he said that Shenmu Meng can temporarily restrain the attack of poison on Yu Wensheng. I have sent people to Shengjing to get it earlier. , I think we can arrive in a day or two.”
The Shenmu Meng was originally given to her by Yu Wensheng to detoxify Yaomei, but it was not used up. Because of the arrival of Gan Xin, the poison was detoxified. The remaining Shenmu Meng will now return to her hands, perhaps somehow. It was already destined.
When Fu Rong heard this, he said happily: "That's great."
But she still had to explain some things in advance: "It's just... I'm not sure how long he can suppress it. Once he loses control, even drinking blood can't keep him calm anymore. If he can't completely remove the poison, it will come back to bite him." My body has not been cured by any medicine or stone."
Zheng Quchi spoke very slowly, as if every word was very heavy. After hearing this, the two of them trembled all over and lost all color on their faces.
"This...isn't this just risking your life?" Wei Yao was stunned.
Zheng Quchi lowered his eyes: "Yes, if we win, then we can live well together. If we lose..."
There is no need to say the following words clearly. The eyes of the three of them are full of understanding.
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Many caves were excavated in the mountain and used as living quarters in the garrison city. There is a ladder on the far left, and there is a dark room with lights burning day and night, because there is a man locked up with steel shackles. in a cage.
Click——
The door to the darkroom was pushed open from the outside.
The man in the cage had long black hair that was lying on the ground. He raised his head slightly, and the ends of his hair swept across the floor mat. He raised his eyes and looked at Zheng Quchi. His face was as pale as snow, but the color of his eyes and lips were like cinnabar. From light red to gorgeous ghost.
This is charm and cruelty nourished with blood.
Zheng Quchi met his eyes.
He has been losing control more and more recently, and I'm afraid this cage can no longer control him.
Zheng Quchi didn't get too close, because not only could he not recognize people now, he would also attack her at any time. (End of chapter)
