The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 153 Shocking Thunder

In order to bring back 600,000 shi of grain without any mishap.

Zhao Muyun really went all out.

Not only were 10,000 cavalrymen (including 3,000 musketeers) mobilized, with each cavalryman having two horses to switch with, but a trump card weapon was also prepared for their mission.

Since the refugees started causing trouble more than half a year ago, the imperial court and local military forces have spent a lot of money on research and development in major arms factories.

Before the Lunar New Year.

The Huaiqing Prefecture Arsenal made a breakthrough in improving the Zhentianlei, an explosive firearm from the previous dynasty.

The craftsmen replaced the porcelain outer layer of the previous dynasty with an iron shell, and the fuse was also improved compared to the previous dynasty.

In addition to iron nails and porcelain shards, a new ingredient, poison, had been added to the iron shell of the thunderbolt.

As a result, the improved Thunderclap Bomb was several times more destructive than that of the previous dynasty.

The only reason limiting the mass production of this thunderbolt is that the poison inside the iron shell is extremely difficult to extract.

Only three thousand were produced when the grain transport team set off.

They took everything away with them.

The next day at dawn.

More than 10,000 people and 20,000 horses set off from the North Gate.

Zhao Muyun, Zuo Wenkang, and others came to see them off in person.

In the pitch-black night.

Gan Minglan turned her head and glanced in the direction where the cheap man was standing.

The couple talked until midnight last night.

They were all glad that he had that experience in the matriarchal Phoenix Dynasty in his previous life.

If it were based on Zuo Wenkang's original personality and abilities, he would never have been able to take care of a two-month-old baby and his energetic five-year-old son!

Gan Minglan's eyes sparkled: "Thank goodness you came! Thank goodness you're here!"

Just that one sentence filled Zuo Wenkang's heart with love.
A woman should not be sentimental!
When it comes to building a career, you should roll up your sleeves and focus wholeheartedly on doing it well!

Quotations from Gan Minglan.

On the first day of his journey, General Tian Jiu traveled 120 li in a single day!

When the She family and others dismounted, their faces were ashen.

My inner thighs were burning hot. This was completely different from riding horses in my hometown village.

If they hadn't had that six-month-long experience of exile and wandering, they probably would have fallen off their horses halfway through the journey due to exhaustion.

Even so, they persevered through gritted teeth and remained silent.

No one fell behind from the start to the rest.

Even if they were only given a dry flatbread and a few mouthfuls of lightly salted water for a whole day, they did not complain at all.

Tian Jiu and the others naturally took their performance to heart.

On the very first day, I felt a greater sense of respect for these seemingly not-so-strong female medical team members.

Whether they will be of any use is unknown, but their courage and perseverance certainly qualify them for the battlefield.

The next day, when I opened my eyes, it was another 120 li!

The inner thighs of Ms. She and others went from being red and swollen to being chafed and blistered, and the skin on their buttocks had lost all feeling.

Wooden.

When they couldn't hold on any longer, they would drink a sip of the lightly salted water that the captain had personally prepared.

It's as if as long as you grit your teeth, there's no suffering you can't endure.

Women are much more resilient and adaptable than men.

Perhaps it was because their group was too large and imposing.

It's also possible that they were a small group of refugees from the Hedong Provincial Administration Commission, who hadn't yet formed a large force.

Small, scattered groups would keep their distance whenever they saw this rapidly marching army from afar.

Upon entering the Youzhou Provincial Administration Office, I clearly sensed a change.

Many people stood on the road, observing the crowd, looking at their weapons and equipment, and their horses.

The discussion quickly escalated:
"Handguns! They have handguns!"

"The local troops aren't this well-organized and imposing; they must be the border troops!"

"Why are you here instead of guarding the Tatars?"

"Why do you care what they're doing here? Just spread the word."

(End of this chapter)