"I will send Song Chen, who is equivalent to 10,000 imperial guards, to Xiangyang. How can I go? If he doesn't have a month to arrive in Xiangyang, don't blame me for punishing him. Secretary-General will draw a decree for me."

Emperor Zhao Xu became more and more disgusted with Song Chen and gave a very absurd order. The ministers were not afraid of the emperor at all. If they had not worn the dragon robe well, they would have been out to blame him.

This time the emperor was so ridiculous, but no one directly advised him.

However, Song Chen slapped Liu Mengyan in the face, and slapped the entire scholar-official class, so no scholar-officials stood up and spoke for him.

Except for Wen Tianxiang shouting at the top of his lungs, the cowardly emperor was rarely strong and directly announced his retreat to the court.

Several ministers who usually have a very personal relationship with Wen Tianxiang all advised him not to be upset with the emperor because of no fame or fame.

The backer called them to leave directly. The people thought Wen was hopeless and shook their heads and left, leaving Wen Tianxiang alone in the empty hall.

Wen Tianxiang felt so lonely for the first time. He was a person who loved to be friends. Many people in the court were his friends, but this time no one spoke for him for Song Chen.

Song Chen is so innocent. As the best craftsman in the Song Dynasty, he would deliberately send him to the most dangerous place. I can't imagine how much damage it would be to the Song Dynasty if he had any accidents.

For the first time, he felt that these old friends were unfamiliar. Because of their personal likes and dislikes, he ignored the principles. Ironically, the old thief Jia would speak for Song Chen here (extra: Wen Tianxiang has a very disgusting impression of Jia Sidao). Unfortunately, he was once every three days and was not here today.

Monk Li took a fire stick, ignited the lead, and quickly ran away and jumped into a dug trench, and only a loud bang was heard.

There are still a few people in the trench, and Song Chen's small team is here. Today is a special day, so why are these friends missing in the days of shooting?

A long gun barrel was erected ten feet away. When Monk Li saw that he was no longer active, he jumped out of the trench and saw that the gun barrel was intact, he shouted happily: "Boss, this time, this time, this time, this time, this time!"

"Monkey, look at your promising prospects. If you don't explode, you will be accomplished? That's just the first step of the Long March!" Song Chen patted the soil on his body. In fact, he was happier than Monk Li. God knew that he had cast nine cannons before, and without exception, the first test shot was blown up.

Fortunately, Song Chen was a safe person by nature. He arranged many safety measures in advance. The leads were set up very long. He dug trenches and blocked them with sandbags on three sides of the cannon, so every time the blow-up was blown, there was no danger.

There were too many resources consumed, and even the backer who had always supported him unconditionally knocked him on the head. All of this was caused by the shortage of iron ore.

Song Chen had no choice but to assure his backer that he would no longer use new steel, but instead cast the scrapped gun rods, which was the tenth rod that he had.

If you fail nine times before, even Song Chen has good psychological quality, he is a little discouraged. He has never thought that it is so difficult to build a cannon.

I have wanted to ask Xiao Hei for help several times, the one who can instantly master various skills.

When she saw Xiao Hei who was ‘red and purple’, Song Chen felt that she should not ask for help. Who knew that this little guy would control what extraordinary things he did and rationally gave up taking this shortcut.

He only had to do it based on his own ability. He planned to build cannons and install them on the military ships of the Southern Song Dynasty first.

I thought it was not too difficult. He had the experience of casting Terminator One before, but it turned out that building guns and cannons were not the same thing.

The nine cannons were all exploding, and Song Chen was extremely heartbroken. Fortunately, there was no tenth shot. He walked over and found that the correct head was not good. He was offset by more than 20 meters away from the target, and his power and range were not ideal.

Song Chen was not too frustrated with this because it was as expected by him.

The best proportion of longitudinally fired drugs is to slowly explore, the ratio of the caliber of the gun mouth to the length of the gun body, how thick the gun wall should be, how to make the gun stand, etc., all kinds of technical parameters must be tried and wrong. This is undoubtedly a huge workload.

Fortunately, Song Chen has his own small team. They play the game of fifteen or twenty in this trench, and the loser is responsible for the cannon. This is how they spent this period.

Until the imperial edict came, Song Chen was quite surprised and actually wanted to send himself to support Xiangyang, calling it "Aid Xiang by the imperial edict".

It was originally something that had been decided long ago, and Song Chen himself had this intention. Xiangyang was too important and he was willing to take this risk.

But what I didn’t expect was that the official family would ask him to go to Xiangyang in this way. Isn’t this sending him to death?

Song Chen's anger is conceivable. Once this era comes, he can be said to be diligent and diligent in contributing his light and heat to the "late stage of cancer" of the Southern Song Dynasty.

But how did they treat him? It was the Song Dynasty that abused me thousands of times. I treated the Song Dynasty as if I had first love, but in the end I was so envoyed to send him to die. He asked him to find a way to go to Xiangyang, which was surrounded by the Mongolian army. That would be nothing more than "deathed by the order".

Just when Song Chen was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, another face appeared in front of him. Bai Jing didn't have to be expressionless. Who else could be Chen Buer?

"Song Chen, the Empress Dowager said she knew your efforts. This time, as long as you reach the periphery of Xiangyang within the specified time, you don't have to go to the city. This is not considered your resistance. At that time, she will protect you if she fights her life."

Chen Buer rarely talked to him in a cold voice, and he tried to squeeze out a smile, but it was even worse than crying.

The Empress Dowager actually knew me, because she was afraid that the emperor would make me feel cold, so she specially told me that this old lady was not bad, she was much more sensible than the emperor.

Song Chen was about to ask the Empress Dowager Xie Daoqing's health politely, but the old eunuch Chen Buer played his old trick again and disappeared on the spot.

The powerful empress dowager gave him a step forward, and Song Chen's anger was half gone now.

At present, he is still a little ant. Facing the emperor's old elephant legs, he can only hide.

Xiangyang, after all, he can't get around this trip..

I just thought that his artillery had not been developed yet, so I didn’t have the confidence.

"Buer, Song Chen is a craftsman after all. Is it really worth explaining to the Ai family?" Xie Daoqing, wearing a phoenix suit, said to the old eunuch with a white face and no need.

"The Empress Dowager is worth it. This son has great potential," Chen Buer approached the Empress Dowager again, "I think Song Chen can set up a country and destroy it!"
Chapter completed!