diskusbooks Chapter 372 Fuel
Chapter 372 Fuel
This man strictly guarded the city gate yesterday and did not allow anyone to enter. Their General Yue has not yet made trouble for him, but this ignorant captain has started to make trouble himself.
Not to mention Xue Wen, Wu Fei, Lin Guo and Mu Heng, they all disliked this captain.
Ding Ping was a little unhappy when he heard this.
"When marching and fighting, one should be as fierce as a tiger. Otherwise, wouldn't that give the Jin soldiers a chance to escape?"
Jiang Yue looked ahead with a determined gaze.
"This general knows what's going on. This time we are not just marching to kill the enemy, but also to ensure the safety of the people. If we just rush and scare the nearby villagers, it will be bad."
After all, this is on their eastern territory.
This morning, Jiang Yue met His Majesty once, and His Majesty showed her the power of fuel.
Jiang Yue had also intended to continue giving advice to His Majesty.
She shared the same idea as His Majesty and reminded him that saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal were the main raw materials.
Then, His Majesty's order to her was to march according to the plan.
But don't march head-on.
Jiang Yue thought so too. If they faced the enemy head-on, they would have no chance of winning since they knew the strength of the Jin army.
Therefore, His Majesty asked her to play hide-and-seek with the Great Jin in order to stabilize the Great Jin temporarily.
After hearing this, Ding Ping was still dissatisfied.
Jiang Yue then asked:
"Captain Ding, how do you explain what happened yesterday?"
Jiang Yue had no prejudice against Captain Ding. If she had encountered what happened yesterday and saw the enemy army chasing after her, she would have thought twice.
When mentioning this, Captain Ding's face turned pale, "This... This is all a misunderstanding."
Yesterday, General Chen led his troops to chase the Jin army out of the city. Some of the Jin soldiers died, some escaped, but Chen Yuan made a great contribution.
I think he was praised by His Majesty at the morning court today.
At this moment, Song Jie, who was serving as a sentry, rode up on horseback and reported back:
"General, we have discovered that the Jin army is moving slowly ahead of us, and they seem to be planning to outflank us."
After hearing this, Jiang Yue suddenly waved his hand to stop, and then said to the soldiers:
"Bypass them!"
"Outflank?" Ding Ping thought carefully about Song Jie's words and disagreed.
"Young General, why do we have to go around? Wouldn't it be better if we just outflank them?"
After hearing this, Mu Heng shook his head and replied on behalf of Jiang Yue:
"The Art of War says, 'When you are strong, you make your enemy appear weak, and when you are weak, you make your enemy strong.' They thought we were going to attack directly, so they certainly didn't expect us to take a detour."
"That's right." Jiang Yue nodded in agreement, but Ding Ping was dissatisfied.
"Why can't you just attack them directly and beat them without leaving a single piece of armor? You are just soldiers who have just returned from the border, but you don't even dare to fight the enemy head-on."
With just one sentence, he had offended all the Xuanwu soldiers behind Jiang Yue.
Lin Guo asked, "Captain Ding, do you know how many troops the enemy has? Their numbers far outnumber ours. Are you thinking of letting our army be surrounded by the enemy as well?"
The Xuanwu Army had already realized Jiang Yue's intention at this moment.
After all, their General Yue had the most experience in marching and fighting, and they just disliked Captain Ding.
Even Wu Fei, who was not very smart, said:
"Captain Ding is probably only good at talking on paper."
When Ding Ping heard this, his face turned red and he thought:
A bunch of rude country bumpkins with no knowledge.
Suddenly thinking of something, he asked Jiang Yue: "How many soldiers does the Great Jin have?"
After hearing this, Jiang Yue began to doubt how Ding Ping got the position of captain.
He had simply ignored such important military intelligence and only thought of asking about it now.
She said, "Fifty thousand."
"Five... fifty thousand?" Ding Ping almost fell off his horse.
How come there are so many?
"This... one against ten... No, there is no way we can be sure of winning this battle."
He was about to continue speaking when Jiang Yue stopped him.
"This is not the time to argue, stop talking!"
The reason why Jiang Yue was so confident was because she had once given advice to His Majesty.
...The palace, the study.
An old Taoist priest, about sixty years old, with scars all over his body and his arm hanging around his neck, was kneeling respectfully in front of Zhao Chongxiu, and there was a large bamboo basket beside him.
The bamboo basket was full to the brim, filled with bamboo tubes containing fuel.
Looking at His Majesty's majestic face, he lowered his head and said helplessly:
"Your Majesty, we don't have any more of what you want to make. I am really powerless to help you."
The Taoist priest felt very sad that His Majesty forced him to make fireworks with lethal power.
God knows, he is just an ordinary Taoist priest, and at most he knows how to refine pills.
At first he thought that His Majesty was thinking about immortality and was looking for someone to ask him for medicine. Little did he know that His Majesty would go against the grain and ask for the fuel formula after failure.
He was really confused, but he didn't dare to ask more.
So, all day long, he had a big afro and a dark face, which was extremely painful.
A few days ago, I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, he was working hard to refine the elixir.
Suddenly, with a bang, as he wished, he failed again, and failed worse than usual.
That time, he even blew up the alchemy furnace.
He had no time to escape and his face was disfigured. Now he was so ugly that he dared not see anyone, let alone meet His Majesty, for fear of disturbing the Holy Emperor.
However, in recent days, I have been summoned by His Majesty every day.
Especially last night, he was in a dream, sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly pulled up by the emperor's guards.
"Quick, make more of your fuel formula. His Majesty is waiting for it urgently."
"Now?" The old Taoist priest was in a bad mood, but he dared not lose his temper in front of His Majesty's people.
So he worked non-stop all night, and with the help of His Majesty's men, he finally made a basket.
He really didn't understand what His Majesty wanted to do with the fuel, let alone why His Majesty was obsessed with sabotage.
Not to mention anything else, he even blew up the rockery in the Imperial Garden.
For this reason, the eunuchs and palace servants in the imperial palace were all genuinely shocked by His Majesty. Like the old Taoist priest, they were confused.
Just today, the old Taoist priest was brought to the palace by His Majesty's men with great joy and presented all his achievements.
However, the result is that
"Far from enough!"
Look, this is what just happened.
"Your Majesty, fuel is really limited."
"What kind of fuel do you need to refine the pills?" Zhao Chongxiu was really anxious, and he had a mentality of trying every possible means to cure his illness.
"Your Majesty, there are brass, sulfur, cinnabar, realgar, orpiment, saltpeter, mica... lead mother, arsenic, salt, lime, ganoderma lucidum... tuckahoe, gallnut, raspberry, arisaema, honey locust, dodder, vermilion grass, millet vine, charcoal..."
"Stop!" Zhao Chongxiu became more and more confused the more he listened.
This old master has too many ingredients. It’s just fuel, so why are there so many herbs?
He asked, "Since the materials are insufficient, what ingredients do you have now?"