What he was talking about was of great importance and his tone was very cautious.

"The artillery technology must be kept confidential and no news can be leaked. Otherwise, the Tartars will master the manufacturing method. This will not only not be a blessing for me, but also a disaster for me, do you know?"

Song Chen nodded very seriously, but did not expect that Li Fu also realized this problem.

At this time, two sneaky people were hiding in the darkness. They wrote everything they saw in secret letters and quickly sent them back to Lin'an. Song Chen had many enemies, and they were very interested in Song Chen's every move.

In the next few days, Song Chen asked his team to continue working overtime to cast guns. Each newly cast gun had to fire at least ten shells to check whether it was qualified.

This is very important and is related to the morale of the army.

What the cannons fear most is the problem of blowing up the chamber. If such an accident occurs, it will be a terrible destruction to the morale of the army. At that time, the gunner will be resistant to the artillery and dare not use it. The consequences are very serious, so the quality must be kept in the casting process.

The next question is the issue of training gunners. Of course, this cannot be avoided. Li Fu raised this question during the meal, and Song Chen also had to avoid any dislikes. This is the power of the general, so he is not easy to get involved.

Song Chen's reply was very strategic, saying that Li Fu had the final say in recruiting gunners, and that Song Chen was the only one who was responsible for how to train gunners, which was not negotiable.

Li Fu naturally had nothing to object to this point.

Just when Li Fu thought when Song Chen became so easy to talk, Song Chen made another extremely unreasonable request.

He wanted to bring these newcomers and artillery to the Xiangfan front, to be precise, to support Fancheng.

"Boy Song, what are you doing?" Li Fu almost jumped up. This was equivalent to arbitrarily dispatching troops. This crime was quite serious.

"Uncle Li, why can't it be? You are a civil servant in charge of recommending some people to come. I train the gunners and transfer them. Anyway, I don't have to take responsibility!" Of course, Song Chen had to persuade him. He cast the cannons for the Xiangfan front line, and he would definitely try his best to go.

"Even if I agree, how could you transport people to the weapon? Xiangfan was surrounded and could not be thrust?" Li Fu asked extremely seriously. Song Chen's words sounded particularly unreliable.

"Of course I have a way!" In fact, Song Chen himself was not particularly sure whether he could use that method to transport the 1,200-pound cannon to Fancheng.

"You wouldn't say it was that cable car, right?" Li Fu was still very familiar with the fight against the Yuan Dynasty and knew the existence of this lifeline.

Of course, Song Chen had to deny it, because Li Fu must be clear about the maximum load-bearing of the cableway, 500 kilograms, and the cannon is more than twice its load-bearing capacity, so it is impossible to use the cableway to transport it.

"Then what method are you going to use?" Li Fu obviously would not let it go without asking clearly. Song Chen had no choice but to tell him that he was going to use hot air balloons, and to be sure to use two hot air balloons to transport them together. This is a very crazy idea.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Li admired this madness very much. Taking this opportunity, Song Chen talked about his "basket floating in the air" with his perfect tongue, and how he and Monk Li used it to defeat the 200,000 Mongolian army. Well, Song Chen really brags to the sky.

Li Fu agreed!

After that, Song Chen was either casting cannons or training gunners. He didn’t have much time to be with Li Xiaofei, but the good thing is that being able to meet every day and be together all the time is also a kind of happiness.

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Lin'an, stay in the house.

This is a big house, and it is ordinary outside, and people passing by will have this impression. Except for the larger house, the rest of the house is very ordinary.

I would be wrong to think so. As soon as I walked inside, I would be shocked by the luxury here. Rockery, pond, goldfish, pavilions, towers, and corridors all show the noble identity of the owner here.

In an inconspicuous but generous room in the house, there was an old man, an old man who looked quite kind-hearted, walking around.

"Yizhong, how many times have you said it? Don't go here if you have nothing to do. Those who don't know think we are forming a clique for personal gain!" The old man was Liu Mengyan. He said very kindly, and the people who talk to him felt like they were bathing in the spring breeze.

"Keep your photos, this time it's a big deal!" Chen Yi, a white-faced old man respectfully handed him a letter.

"This Song Chen is really a talent!" Liu Mengyan said without complaining after seeing it.

"The more talented he is, the more unfavorable it is for us!" Chen Yizhong said gritting his teeth.

"Where did you get the news? Is it reliable?" Liu Mengyan felt very uncomfortable after reading the letter. His enemy seemed to have made another great contribution to the Song Dynasty.

No one likes to see his enemy having a smooth life. He is full of unwillingness and wishes to destroy Song Chen's fruit of victory immediately.

"There is no problem with the news!" Chen Yizhong replied evasively. Because the matter is of great importance, how could he easily use the news channel?

"Where did the news come from?" Liu Mengyan was not the kind that was easily fooled. He was so clear in his heart that he saw Chen Yizhong hesitant and refused to say it, he guessed seven or eight points, "Mu Guangfang!"

Chen Yizhong didn't say anything, so he was a default.

The financial owner behind Mu Guangfang is the Guangming Gang. The leader of the Guangming Gang is related to Chen Yizhong, so he must have obtained it from him.

"You have to take some action, right?" Liu Mengyan seemed to be asking Chen Yizhong, and you were talking to yourself.

"It's a pity that Song Chen was far away in Tanzhou, and he was beyond his reach. He made great contributions. Otherwise, he would have been punished for evacuating Xiangfan's frontline without authorization, which would be enough for him to drink a pot!" Chen Yizhong said casually. He came here mainly to report the news.

"Wrong, a big mistake. Isn't there three thousand shells on it? The shells are very easy to explode. Maybe a little Mars can cause a big explosion on a dark and windy night!" Liu Mengyan seemed to be hinting to Chen Yizhong.

"Listen, what do you mean? What are you doing!" Chen Yizhong was a little scared. He wanted to punish Song Chen, but it was a bit repulsive to ignite shells like this, stabbing Song's sword. The risk was too great and the benefits were too small. At least the revenge between him and Song Chen was not that great.

"Yizhong, you don't have to do it. You're just passing a message. Recently, Song Chen's East India Company has made Mu Guangfang deserted? Don't worry, you said that this is what I meant. I told the person that I owed him a favor at that time." Then Liu Mengyan even patted Chen Yizhong's shoulder, "Speak again, you're just passing a message."

Chen Yizhong thought he was shameless enough, but he was still a few ranks away from the one in front of him, which was really too cruel. He regretted coming here a little, but why did he run here by mouth? It was simply nothing to do.
Chapter completed!