"Master, five flights are already our limit. We have only slept for two hours a day recently, and this has been the case for several consecutive days." Yi Sima, forcibly opened her sleepy eyes, rarely couldn't say to Shangguan. This was also the order that was too ridiculous.

"I can arrange it, don't tell me no!" A Shu almost roared, his voice shaking.

"Master, please understand our difficulties. Our skills are not easily spread. This is the foundation of our two people!" Yi Simayin heard this and seemed to step on his tail. Although his language was respectful, his tone was very firm.

"I sent someone to help you, but you are so ungrateful. Do you dare to stop accepting the military order? Believe it or not, I will kill you now!" A Shu was so angry that he was about to jump up.

Alao Wading pulled his companion. He used to advise him not to be impulsive, but today he did the opposite.

"Master, how many people are you going to send?" Alao Wading and his companions winked, indicating that he had a sense of responsibility.

"One hundred people!" A Shu was in a bad mood now and his tone was very harsh.

"Although our gunsmiths have a small skill, they also need to undergo professional training. The sent people must at least be skilled carpenters, otherwise it will be useless no matter how many of them!" Today, Alao Wading spoke very fluently in Chinese and was also blunt.

"One hundred skilled carpenters, you are such a lion's mouth," A Shu did not completely lose his mind after all. "I will send you thirty ones, and you must complete twenty big rock cannons in a month, and sixty ones in three months. If you can't finish it, you will have something good to watch."

After all, the two of them didn't say anything else and respectfully withdrew from the handsome account.

"I said, brother, the huge stone cannon is the foundation for me to settle down. If someone else learns it, I am afraid that I will only drink the northwest wind!" Yi Sima was very angry in his heart. They did not need to be granted to outsiders. Even Da Khan had made a guarantee that the two of them agreed to come to Dadu.

It took only how long this promise was about to be broken, and the Mongolian general almost asked them to hand over this secret craft.

"Brother, when you arrive in Middle Earth, do you really think we can still monopolize this craft," Alao Wading saw it very clearly. "Don't look at you being very arrogant, you still underestimate yourself after all. Can our huge rock cannons be learned even by someone with excellent talent in two years?"

"Arrogant, am I arrogant? There are always a few smart people among so many people. What if they learn it, what should we do?" Yi Sima is actually too smart, so he can't see through it.

"The Khan did make the above guarantee, but we cannot rely on it. Don't forget that he also said that he planned to set up a artillery yamen, which would definitely give you and me an official position. Maybe by then we both wish others could learn it faster."

"You said we must hand over our skills now!" Yi Sima, who was a good-tempered, had a irritable torture, and he couldn't control so much now.

"Of course not now. I don't believe you are such a smart person. You can't imagine how you can let those craftsmen help us do things, and not let them learn our craftsmanship. Think about it carefully yourself!" A Lao Wading woke up the dreamer with his words.

Yi Sima turned his blue eyes a few times and had an idea in his mind.

………

Song Chen and Monk Li became the heroes of Fancheng and were warmly welcomed. The soldiers at the bottom regarded Song Chen as a god.

He made two great achievements. The cableway in Xiangyang City broke the Tartars' plan to siege. This time he invented a hot air balloon that could float in the air to kill the enemy, but he actually turned the situation around in one fell swoop. He was a world-class man.

By the way, even Terminator One, he invented the pellet of gunpowder. It seems that the rumors are true. With this person, he can be worth ten thousand imperial guards.

"Brother Song, with you, the hot air balloon, the Tartars' plan to siege the city will be broken without attacking. With it, I will see how they siege them!" Niu Fu survived the last cruel siege, with a scar on his face as a souvenir, but this guy didn't care at all.

Song Chen had no prestige in Xiangyang City, but the situation in Fancheng was just the opposite. From top to bottom, everyone admired him. Even Niu Fu, a guy in Song Chen in his twenties, wanted to call him Brother Song.

"Brother Niu, don't slap me. I don't dare to take this sound from Brother Song." Although Song Chen was very arrogant, Niu Fu was a real hero. Besides, he was older than himself. Although Brother Song sounded comfortable, he could not accept it.

"What can you not afford? Whoever can do you do in the Song Dynasty can afford it. You can afford it. You need to transport more cement to this hot air balloon, and there are not too many paper-shelled bullets. In short, the more of these two things, the better." Niu Fu also said a lot.

"Brother Niu, the capacity of this hot air balloon is not good. You can transport up to 1,000 kilograms of heavy objects at a time, and it depends on the direction of the wind. If it is against the wind, it will definitely not be able to transport them. You cannot have too high expectations for the hot air balloon!" Song Chen said truthfully. Now the Mongols are still surrounded outside, and the crisis is still not resolved. When he thinks of the Huihui cannon, he is overwhelmed.

"Then do a few more!" Niu Fu seemed to see the problem very simply, and even Fan Tianshun on the side echoed, and it was obvious that everyone was thinking so.

Song Chen shook his head firmly. It seemed that he could only help them. It was an extraordinary period, otherwise he would not want to be this disappointing person.

"The fabric of the hot air balloon is very difficult to make, and the fuel is limited. You can barely make one!" Song Chen told the truth.

"Looking at this direction, if a hot air balloon can walk five times a day, it's up to the sky. After counting the weight, it's only 5,000 kilograms of supplies. Compared with the tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city, it's really not enough to get stuck in the gaps!" As the main general of Fan City, Fan Tianshun should still see the overall situation clearly.

"Brother Song, you are so disappointed. I thought the deadlock had been broken, and I thought I could take a breath!" Niu Fu is a straightforward person and says whatever he has.

"Everyone, don't be so pessimistic. Although the hot air balloon cannot break the deadlock, I am developing a new weapon. If I succeed, those Huihua cannons will no longer be a threat. With it, we can beat the Tartars to the point of running away!" Song Chen drew a big cake for everyone, which actually requires skills.

"Then hurry up!"

"Idiot, do you think Brother Song doesn't want to be fast, can such a powerful thing come out in an instant?"

"I don't know what it is!"

"Produced by Song Ge'er must be a fine product."
Chapter completed!