Zhu Di looked at the huge steel monster going away, and looked at the black smoke rising into the blue sky, his eyes full of envy.

As the horseback emperor and as a straight man, he dreamed of returning to the battlefield countless times. Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty does not need him as the emperor to personally fight, and the huge territory also requires him as the emperor to take charge of Yingtian to solve the complicated political affairs.

Even if the prince assisted in the administration, Zhu Di was very busy.

After the territory expanded, there were too many things.

And now he is older. With his wife Empress Xu’s complaints many times, Zhu Di can only put his dream on the battlefield into his dream. If he has something to do, he will sing Xin Qiji’s breaking stage.

Queen Xu made her both angry and funny.

Others fight for the world and the king. Isn’t it unconciliation to sing Xin Qiji’s “Resolve the king’s affairs and win the reputation of life and death, and it will be a waste of time”?

Return to the palace!

Zhu Di became more and more unhappy when he thought about it on the way back to the palace. At dusk, even a minister dared to spend a huge amount of money to build a mobile fortress that would save his life. As the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, I, Zhu Di, dare not receive such treatment?

So on the way back to the palace, Kang Ning asked him to go to the Military Arts Academy to summon military arts and order Hong Jilai to meet him, and went to Times Group to summon Chen Xili and the head of Times Military Industry to the palace.

I still have to build an armored vehicle, and it is better than the one in the dusk.

I still have to drive an armored vehicle to the battlefield to have fun.

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The advance towards the northwest at dusk was very slow - compared to later mobile troops.

It's still very fast in this era.

But the official roads of the Ming Dynasty have not reached the point of driving freely. Sometimes, if you have to go wrong with the private carriages on the official roads, it will waste a lot of time. With logistics support, the marching speed cannot be faster.

Logistics support is a big problem.

Because within the country, the food and grass problems are all local supplies. Once you arrive at the Seventh Guards of Kansai, you need a special carriage to transport food and grass to follow. At the same time, you also need a carriage to transport spare tires, even shells, spare machine guns, and artillery parts, which need to be supplied from the times military industry far and wide. In short, an armored vehicle is completely a supply force of an army of thousands of people.

There is no hurry to dusk.

There is some time when you hit Yilibali this time, you can send someone to take Soqiuna and the others, and then use Yilibali as a base to plan how to attack the Timur Empire.

The main problem lies in the Pamir Plateau.

As long as Times Chemical can produce oxygen using industrial assembly lines, the problem will be solved.

I've thought far away.

Sitting on the roof of the Taishan car at dusk - in order to enjoy the scenery and to see the enemy situation, there is a special place with a convertible hood, such as the car's sunroof, which can be closed at any time.

Sitting next to him was Xu Miaojin.

The place is only so big that the Quan sisters and Aruwenchas can only sit on the roof of the car next to them.

Xu Miaojin snuggled up to the dusk, looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers, and was in a great mood.

The tension of the foreign land that was about to be in Yilizhan also left with the wind. The key was to sit here, the wind blew on his face and his long hair flew, giving Xu Miaojin a kind of freedom she had never felt.

She felt like a flying bird, able to soar freely.

free……

How rare is it for the feudal era?

Not far ahead, on the front of the car and in the heavy artillery position, the storm turned around from Lu Meng to look at the dusk and said with a smile: "Commander Huang, according to this itinerary, you can reach the Seven Guards of Guanxi in another half a month."

The commander-in-chief isn’t the commander-in-chief?

So now everyone respectfully calls the Dusk the commander Huang.

Dusk nodded slightly, "Look ahead!"

The skirt worn by my wife and the cheongsam worn by the Quan sisters, sit in the wind. You kid look back. If you leave all out, wouldn’t I suffer a loss? The key is that if Lu Meng looks back, it will have some impact on the scenery.

Lu Meng smiled awkwardly and turned around.

Lu Meng was very young, only twenty-six or twenty-seven. In fact, he was a gangster at first, and he had been studying for a few years. Later, he got drunk and had a conflict with a group of little brothers with Zhang Fengyang and others who were also drunk.

He is also masculine.

He stood up and fought with Zhang Fengyang alone, and lost and drank urine.

He lost.

Then he decisively brought the little brothers to drink the other party's urine, which shocked Zhang Fengyang and others very much. He felt that these young people were bloody and masculine, so he invited them to join the sacred etiquette.

After entering the Yishiyi Cong, Lu Meng quickly showed his extraordinary military talent and gradually became the leader of Yishiyi Cong second only to Zhang Fengyang, Gou Bu and Zhao Fangsheng.

So when choosing the car driver for the Taishan, Zhang Fengyang agreed as soon as he recommended it.

Before the Taishan armored vehicle was formed, Lu Meng took his selected brothers to practice the combat tactics and related cooperation of the armored vehicle day and night. It can be said that the seventy of them are elites who can fight at any time.

Lu Meng said loudly: "Commander Huang, after arriving at the Seventh Guards of Guanxi, please ask your wife and a few young ladies to stay in the rear. After all, this is our first time on the battlefield. If something happens..."

Huang Du smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, it's not your turn to fuck these hollows. I'll give you a sentence: Once something happens, I can die. You can't save me, but you must save your wife and the others, know if it's not!"

Lu Meng shrugged, very seriously and sincerely, expressing the voices of all brothers, "I dare not let Commander Huang and his wife face the enemy's blade before we die!"

A scholar dies for his confidant.

In the sacred etiquette, everyone's treatment was something they never dared to think about in the past.

Now he is highly valued and selected as the Taishan.

With a passion and talent, if you have a place to use your skills, how dare you not fight to the death?

Dusk smiled, "Don't say such words, although I think I'm more useful to the Ming Dynasty than you are, but everyone is born to parents. There is no distinction between high and low, it's good for everyone to do their duties."

Not full.

I don’t want to be too hypocritical. The fact is that Xunhun thought that even if Lu Meng and others died to save themselves, Xunhun didn’t think there was anything wrong with us. Society is so unfair.

There is no distinction between high and low life, but there is status and status.

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The Taishan chariot set out all the way to the northwest, and wherever it passed along the way - if it weren't for the fact that there were too many new things that had appeared in the Ming Dynasty in recent years, I probably wouldn't be able to leave the heartland of the Central Plains at dusk, and would be surrounded by the people and burned.

Now...

The common people looked at the steel monster passing by, but after a few more sounds, my Ming Dynasty master has created a weapon for going abroad again? This thing is obviously a killing machine.

After all, everyone knows cannons and muskets.
Chapter completed!