On the back mountain of xuandu temple, the firearms prison is in full readiness. The head of the Mohist school, wearing a brand-new cloak, stands proudly in the first place.
"Mo family!" Li Chunfeng said solemnly. Xuandu temple is adjacent to the firearm prison. Now the firearm prison is out for war. Li Chunfeng, as a neighbor, naturally wants to send him off.
When Merton heard Li Chunfeng's address, he couldn't help laughing bitterly and said, "Li Taishi is a bad boy. You'd better call me Merton!"
Mohist school is the nickname of Chang'an people, and Li Chunfeng's solemn attitude is probably due to Merton's amazing performance in the ink technology exhibition, which is treated as a new generation of all schools of thought.
Although there are different ideas among the hundred schools, none of them can be called philosophers. On the one hand, they have their own leaders and have been recognized by the hundred schools. Obviously, Li Chunfeng's statement is that Taoism recognizes the identity of Merton's new generation of philosophers.
"The power of transforming heaven and earth is used by people. Mohist ink technology can be called a magic skill. By such means, it is not wrong for mohou to become a new generation of scholars." Li Chunfeng sighed.
Merton refused: "it's just an assumption that Li Taishi doesn't want to support and kill the boy. It's still unknown whether he will succeed or not. It's too early for the new generation of scholars to say."
Li Chunfeng's eyes flashed, laughed and changed his way: "I'd like to congratulate Marquis Mo on his victory in the western expedition."
"Thank you for your kind words," Morton arched his hand.
Xue Rengui took the opportunity to come forward and said, "I'd like to report to your honor that the firearms supervisor is ready to go out at any time."
"Go out!" Merton shouted, and the firearm supervisor's motorcade set out immediately.
Li Chunfeng looked at Merton's firearm supervisor and couldn't help but draw his lips. Other armies were full of knives and guns and were murderous, while the firearm supervisor of mojiazi was covered with hundreds of carriages. It was not like an army, but a business trip.
The motorcade of the firearm supervisor was very fast. Along the brick road of Chang'an City, it went all the way west and soon went out of the west gate.
Unlike Hou Junji's grand campaign in the west, the firearm supervision is silent. Firstly, the scale of the firearm supervision is too small and the grade level is very low, which is not worth sending to the court at all. Secondly, the firearm supervision is special and highly confidential, so it's better to keep a low profile.
There are two bases for the firearm supervision, one is the research base in the back mountain of xuandu temple, and the other is the experimental base in the Xishan military camp. The firearm supervision team goes all the way west. In front of the Xishan military camp, another huge team converges, and the whole firearm supervision system is finally assembled.
Merton sat on the back of Emma Jue Ying, looked back at Chang'an City, and looked at the man organized firearms prison. This was his hard work for three years. Now there is finally a sign of future generations. With a big hand, the whole firearms prison set off again.
"I inform your majesty that Marquis Mo has put on the fold and the firearm supervisor has set out as promised." pound respectfully wrote Merton's Memorial on the ground in the Tai Chi hall.
"The boy is finally willing to leave." Li Shimin snorted coldly, took the fold handed by Merton, and couldn't help but snort.
"Five hundred soldiers and five hundred men are equipped with nearly two hundred carriages and thousands of horses. Merton is really a loser!" Li Shimin said painfully. This equipment is extremely luxurious. Looking at the whole Tang army, it is also second to none.
Over the years, the imperial court has spent money on the firearm prison. Even the Mudao team made of heavy armour is a piece of cake in front of the firearm prison.
Pound was surprised and said, "did mohou also equip the civilian husband with war horses?"
You should know that civilian men have always been auxiliary in combat. Even civilian men are equipped with war horses, I'm afraid it's too much.
Li Shimin shook his head and didn't say anything, because he knew in his heart that there were no civilian men in the firearms prison, only soldiers. The so-called 500 civilian men were just mojiazi's smoke bombs.
"As long as we can break Gaochang City, it's worth spending more money. I hope the firearms supervisor won't let me down." Li Shimin said solemnly.
Li Shimin has high hopes for the firearm prison. However, although the firearm prison is magical and wins many wars, there are signs of trickery. In addition, the military has long been dissatisfied with the firearm prison's huge military expenditure every year. This time, the firearm prison can break Gaochang city in one fell swoop, and there are no hostages in the court.
Pound said with a smile, "don't worry, your majesty. Is there little surprise for your majesty?"
When Li Shimin recalled Merton's magic, he couldn't help laughing. It should be Ju Wentai who should worry, but Li Shimin!
The motorcade of the firearm supervisor went all the way west. Although the motorcade was huge, it did not cause much sensation. Since the brick road was built, there was an endless stream of caravans. The motorcade of the firearm supervisor was only a little larger, but the officers and soldiers of the firearm supervisor were looked at more.
However, at the beginning of the western expedition to Gaochang, there were not many convoys to the front line to transport materials. Merton's firearms supervisor was disguised as a group of soldiers escorting materials.
"Mohou, this is too much! Not only pretending to be my soldiers transporting grain and grass, but also requisitioning logistics horses." Su dingfang joked.
"Brother Su is stingy now. The weapons and equipment of the firearm supervisor don't need to be transported by logistics officers and soldiers. He just doesn't want to wait for some horsepower." Merton laughed and came forward to hold his hands with Su dingfang.
The reason why Merton had the confidence to start after the firearm ink monitoring technology exhibition was that Su dingfang, who escorted grain and grass, had started their friendship before Tuyuhun on the western expedition. The reuse of Su dingfang had nothing to do with Merton. In addition, Merton's original method of escorting grain and grass made him reused by the imperial court step by step, However, it is a pity that Su dingfang is still a logistics officer escorting grain and grass, not a general in charge.
"Mohou is kind to me, but the military law is ruthless. Naturally, the firearms supervisor can't requisition the horses for logistics transportation, but if it's the same logistics army, it's natural to use them casually." Su dingfang pointed to a huge "pledge" on the fire monitor team, Shuang Lang said.
The two tacitly smiled at each other. Su dingfang waved his hand. The post station staff quickly changed horses for the firearm supervision team and prepared food.
In addition to military logistics, horses in the world can not be counted as post stations, and both of them are in the hands of Su dingfang.
After a short rest, the firearms warden set out without delay, because they were far behind the army.
"Farewell, brother Su!" Morton arched his hands.
"I wish Marquis Mo will win this battle, and I hate not being able to fight with Marquis Mo to kill the enemy." Su dingfang looked at the firearm supervisor's western expedition and said with envy, which general in the Tang Dynasty doesn't want to kill the enemy and serve the country, let alone the war of destroying the country in the western expedition to Gaochang.
Merton looked back and said meaningfully, "don't worry, brother Su, there will be such a day."