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Twenty fire lances were laid neatly on the ground. After assigning the logistics to Pang Yukun, Xiao Ming turned his gaze toward the line of bronze tubes. Unlike the heavy cannons he’d developed, these fire lances were narrow at both ends and bulbous in the middle—primitive firearms, more like oversized metal muskets than true artillery. The bore was tiny, and their effective range? Not worth mentioning. Clearly, the recent insult from the barbarian envoys had stung Emperor Xiao Wenxuan—he’d…-
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"And also bring some beautiful women, or else be careful with your worthless life." The silent envoy glanced at Zhao Xing indifferently and spoke. Zhao Xing turned pale with fright, hurriedly apologized multiple times, and only then slowly retreated. Seeing Zhao Xing’s submissive demeanor, one of the guards said, "Taiji, now that we've come to Chang’an, we should enjoy ourselves before going back. It's said that not only is there fine wine here, but the women of Chang’an are also exceptionally…
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"Squire Liu, how do you find the power of this cannon?" Xiao Ming's voice pierced through the gunpowder smoke, reaching Liu Chuang's ears and filling him with despair. Could the Prince of Qi, armed with such a deadly weapon, ever be defeated? The thought flashed through his mind but was quickly shattered. At the city gate, Liu Wei's desperate pleas for mercy could be heard—his brush with death had driven him nearly mad. "I suspect Liu Wei will be much more willing to reveal the source of the…
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Warm spring winds stirred the air, rippling through the golden waves of wheat in the fields. In Zhu Family Village, nestled beside those fields, the scene was lively and chaotic. Every household was digging through their latrines—all looking for one thing: niter. Zhu Wuliu was the fastest. He already held a handful of white powder in his palm. He had searched every inch of his family’s outhouse and now carefully wrapped up the powder before rushing off to Qingzhou City. “Zhu Wuliu, go check it out…
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The sound of battle on the field drowned out everything else. Golden sunlight glinted off polished armor, casting shimmering reflections like ripples across a lake. Standing on high ground, Xiao Ming watched as five thousand regular troops charged forward in formation. The scale of it stirred his blood—he almost wanted to charge in himself. But he knew that would only make things harder for Niu Ben, who’d then have to split his attention to protect him. As the Qingzhou soldiers advanced on Wubao…
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"You’ve got quite the backbone, but I, Lu Fei, love breaking hard bones like yours." Liu Chuang’s defiant attitude infuriated Lu Fei. Lu Fei knew Liu Chuang’s reputation all too well. Though the Liu family wasn’t as powerful as the Wang clan among Qingzhou’s nobility, their notoriety surpassed the other four great families. Rumors said the Lius’ ancestors were bandits who turned to farming after amassing enough wealth, eventually becoming the so-called "nobility" of today. Yet even now, the…
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A faint haze of smoke drifted through the air, heavy with the pungent smell of gunpowder. Luo Xin, who had been standing right in front of the cannon, flinched the moment it fired. Though he managed not to fall flat on his backside, everyone could see his legs trembling. Niu Ben and Lu Fei both looked pale—they hadn’t covered their ears. As commanding officers, they had to maintain their dignity in front of the troops, so they stood their ground during the shot, feigning calm. Now, Niu Ben cast a…
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“Wait,” said Xiao Ming, eyes fixed on the fortress ahead, issuing the command calmly. Atop the walls of Wubao Fortress, a figure who appeared to be the leader stepped into view, observing the incoming reinforcements from the Qingzhou army. Pointing toward the wall, Chen Fu said, “Your Highness, that’s Liu Chuang, the ringleader of this band. His father was involved in the Lotus Pond conspiracy against you. After their plan failed, I led the Cangzhou troops in a surprise attack on the Liu…
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“What exactly is it, Your Highness?” Lu Fei asked impatiently. It wasn’t a ballista or a trebuchet, and the suspense had been eating at him for days. Luo Xin also came over, his eyes still crusted with sleep—three days of standoff had been more than boring. By now, Xiao Ming couldn’t keep it a secret any longer. He signaled to Chen Qi and the others to remove the burlap covering. In an instant, a large, jet-black, cold metal object was revealed—its imposing presence undeniable. “Eh?…
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"Prince of Shu?" Xiao Ming murmured the name softly. Memories of this prince from his predecessor's life surfaced—among all the imperial brothers, the Fifth Prince, the Prince of Shu, had the worst relationship with him. Both unruly and headstrong, the two had clashed repeatedly in Chang’an. Xiao Ming and the Prince of Shu had fought more than once over petty rivalries, earning them frequent reprimands from Emperor Wenxuan. Now that the Fifth Prince had taken his fief in Shu, Xiao Ming hadn’t…
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