Zhao Dongting frowned slightly, and the ministers were also talking about this news.

The Southern Song Dynasty court had just arrived in Leizhou, and had not had a few days of stable life. Unexpectedly, the battlefield in Guangxi was in a tight situation.

Zhao Dongting was also worried. What he lacked the most now was time. Although the muskets were improved, they had not had time to be manufactured in batches. Although there were a lot of reserves for mines, they were not suitable for tough battles. Artillery encountered difficulties in propulsion devices.

Although he was from modern times, he was not a military expert before, so it was not easy to make artillery out of thin air.

After the ministers' discussions gradually stopped, he asked, "Does the military order mean to send troops to help?"

Su Liuyi was a little stunned and bowed and replied, "Nothing."

"Then wait a little longer!"

Zhao Dongting said: "Our army has just been resting and recuperating. Now the New Year is approaching. After the New Year is over, the food, grass and equipment are ready. Let's send troops to Guangxi to help the military order to expel the Yuan thieves."

The ministers shouted, "The emperor is wise."

Zhao Dongting said again: "The soldiers stepped up their training, and the weapons workshop will quickly improve the weapons and distribute the army."

Generals such as Yue Peng and the Imperial Envoys of the Weapons all came forward to receive the order.

Zhao Dongting nodded, "Who has any good dear to report?"

No one talks anymore.

He stood up and walked downstairs, "Then go and bury your father-in-law!"

The king and his ministers left the Political Affairs Hall and walked towards the side hall.

Yun Jin and Le Wu, Ying Er and the three daughters were waiting there. When they saw Zhao Dongting, Yun Jin knelt on the ground, "I bow to the emperor."

Zhao Dongting asked her to get up and walked into the side hall first.

The coffin was already arranged inside, and Li Yuanxiu's body was still lying on the mat.

Zhao Dongting ordered the funeral supervisor to start helping Li Yuanxiu be buried.

The coffin was filled with gold, silver and jewelry. Li Yuanxiu wanted to be buried with a ceremony as a prince, so the show was naturally quite good.

When the eunuch of the Funeral Office slowly carried Li Yuanxiu's body into the coffin, many people in the hall shed tears secretly. Li Yuanxiu devoted all of her decades to the Southern Song court, and many ministers in the court were old friends of the past ten years.

From beginning to end, Zhao Dongting didn't say a word, just stared at the coffin.

If Murong Chuan is not dead, he feels like there is an ununsolvable knot in his heart.

This was not until near noon that Li Yuanxiu's burial ceremony ended, and even Concubine Yang came to pay her condolences in person.

Such a formation should be unprecedented among the eunuchs in ancient times.

Yunjin knelt in front of Li Yuanxiu's coffin and did not get up until the burial ceremony ended. Her legs were numb. If Ying'er hadn't been holding her fast, she would have almost fallen to the ground again.

Zhao Dongting left the side hall and hurried to the weapons workshop to develop his artillery. Even the food was for the eunuchs to send him to the weapons workshop.

Now the Southern Song Dynasty is too declining, and only improving weapons are not enough to compete with the Yuan army. After all, there were Hui Hui cannons in the Yuan army, which was a big killer weapon in the era of cold weapons. The power of the Southern Song Dynasty's catapults was not able to compete with Hui Hui cannons, so they could never fight against the Yuan army head-on.

Zhao Dongting only wanted to develop artillery, which would be able to restrain the Yuan army's Hui artillery.

To put it bluntly, Huihui cannons are just large trenchers.

But he knew the principle of artillery, but he didn't even have a cannon for reference, so he couldn't cook without rice.

Some things he thought of, even the gun barrel, were difficult to create today's smelting technology.

I just don’t know that Europe has developed a unified artillery in this era.

Zhao Dongting knew that there was not much time left. If Guangxi was defeated, Leizhou would be in danger. Perhaps the Southern Song Dynasty would have no chance to turn around again. Even he could see this clearly.

By the evening, he had not made any progress in the development of artillery, and he was inevitably a little upset and asked someone to call Su Liuyi over.

As soon as Su Liuyi arrived, he asked, "Sir Su, do you know where to get artillery?"

Su Liuyi knew that Zhao Dongting often came to the Weapons these days, but he didn't know that he was secretly developing artillery. Looking at the cannon wheels and various barrels placed in the house, he stared at him and said in surprise: "Your Majesty, are you making artillery often?"

Zhao Dongting nodded and said, "Yes!"

Su Liuyi's expression was full of haunting expressions, and his mouth couldn't be closed.

He only felt that the emperor was too difficult to guess with common sense. At a young age, he had strategies, but he could also develop landmines, improve weapons, and improve muskets. Now he has begun to study cannons.

He couldn't help but wonder, could the emperor have come down to earth?

Such as landmines, Zhao Dongting's new smelting methods, etc., are really technology that people of this era cannot imagine.

Also, he had seen the muskets improved by Zhao Dongting, and was shocking at that time. Originally, the muskets of the Southern Song Dynasty could only be single shots, and most of them were bamboo pipes. It was rarely made of iron pipes and copper pipes. The zippers (bullets) inside were only made of stones, iron blocks, etc., and their power was very limited and they could not even penetrate armor.

However, Zhao Dongting's improved muskets were all made of new steel for barrels, and Zi Yan was even made of brass wrapped in gunpowder, which was extremely powerful.

The scarecrow used to test its power was blown to pieces by the Zi Yan shot out of the musket, which made all the officials stunned for a long time.

Unfortunately, because of the limited craftsmen, the firearms and gunpowder we manufacture are still extremely limited.

Su Liuyi's eyes suddenly burned and he stared at Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting was almost frightened by his eyes and wondered: "What's wrong?"

Su Liuyi smiled flatteringly and said, "The emperor is the only one who is in charge of heaven. I am just thinking about how amazing the cannons developed by the emperor will have."

He looked here and touched it in the room, and asked again: "Master, what kind of artillery are you developing? Why is it so different?"

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the artillery was all catapulted. Su Liuyi did not know what the barrels, gun seats, etc. in the room were used for.

Zhao Dongting didn't know how to explain, frowned and said, "Have you ever seen this thing when you were fighting with the Yuan army?"

As he said that, he still gestured, which was the style of artillery in ancient times.

Su Liuyi looked at him in a daze, with a puzzled look on his face, "I have never seen it. Master, where does such a small cannon come from in the world?"

The word artillery was equated with the trencher in his mind.

Zhao Dongting was also helpless, but he couldn't remember when Europe invented the artillery. But now, even though Europe invented the artillery, it has not been spread to Asia.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, he patted his thigh and smiled, "What kind of artillery do I study? Isn't the grenade launcher much easier to build?"

In the past, he was very stubborn and focused on artillery. In terms of craftsmanship, the grenade can is obviously simpler.

Su Liuyi looked at him dumbfoundedly, almost thinking that the emperor was crazy about gaining and losing his heart again.

In an instant, he was a little panicked.

The emperor has twin souls. This soul is so genius. Shouldn’t it suddenly go crazy and want to exchange it for that soul?

Until now, Su Liuyi is deeply reluctant to let Zhao Dongting go back to his original appearance. If he turns back to that child, the court will probably have no hope.

Fortunately, what reassured him was that Zhao Dongting quickly calmed down and just waved at him: "You go out first!"

Su Liuyi looked at the parts in the room, like a young wife, and was full of reluctance. He really wanted to see how the emperor made these things. However, Zhao Dongting ordered that he had to leave obediently and help Zhao Dongting bring them to the door.

Zhao Dongting's eyes flashed, swept away all the scattered parts on the table, and hurriedly drew a drawing.

There are not many parts of the grenade launcher. The exquisiteness lies in the firing device. He still thinks it is possible to overcome this.

Moreover, Zhao Dongting was bored before and specialized in grenade launchers, and he was clear about the structure and principles of grenade launchers. If he hadn't been devoted to the development of artillery these days, and many things had happened, he wouldn't have remembered grenade launchers until now.

As long as this thing is available, capital will face the head-on battle with the Yuan army.

The Hui gun has a very long range, but is it powerful enough to have a grenade launcher explosive?

It was not until late at night that Zhao Dongting came out of the weapons workshop with a happy face, and he didn't even eat the eunuch who brought him food.

At this time, he was holding a stack of drawings in his hand, with detailed drawings of the components of the grenade canister.

Some craftsmen were still guarding outside. Zhao Dongting greeted the clerk and handed the drawings to him, saying, "Let the master with the best craftsmanship create these things for me as fast as possible according to the drawings I have drawn."

The little official looked at the drawings under the faint light and swallowed his saliva.

These emperors always ask them to create these strange things, which is a great test for their craftsmanship.

Fortunately, the drawings this time seem to be simpler. Practice makes perfect. Now this little official can understand Zhao Dongting's drawings.

"The little one takes the order."

After coming back to his senses, the little official in the weapons workshop quickly agreed.

Zhao Dongting was in a rare mood and patted his shoulder, "I will be rewarded after I make it."

Then he strode out of the weapons workshop.

The little official looked at his shoulder that had just been patted, and was disbelief, "Your Majesty...had you just patted my shoulder?"

In his opinion, this is undoubtedly a great honor.

How many people can the emperor do such intimate actions?

For a moment, the little official felt as if he was full of heart and was full of energy.

That night, he pulled the old craftsmen in the workshop to study all night.
Chapter completed!