Long live the best

Sirius City is being oppressed, eaten away, surrounded and lingering in a corner!

The land of the ancestors changed hands, and the border rebellion lasted for a year.

But the people of the world, there is no public opinion, no criticism, and the civil and military officials are not making trouble.

Why is that?

Because they all believed that under Qin Yun's leadership, Wang Shi would definitely regain the lost ground!

This year's two expeditions have already recovered half of Xiliang, which is enough to be regarded as something that Qin Yun's future generations will be famous for.

But what he thought was by no means limited to this.

In the early morning of this day, just after dawn, he arrived at the original Zuo Daying camp.

Here's where to research sesame oil.

Jin Zhu, a member of the Yun clan, was ordered by Qin Yun to be in charge of developing the Molotov cocktail, his apprentices were in charge of refining sesame oil, the imperial guards were in charge of security, and there were even Jin Yiwei.

Birds flew and sang loudly, Qin Yun walked in here, as if he had entered the first military important place in Great Xia.

"Is there no plaque?"

"Let the Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry ask someone to build it again and give it a name. The Firearms Research Institute is directly under me. The six departments of the court are not allowed to interfere. Those who violate the order will be killed without mercy!"

Qin Yun's indifferent voice was an imperial decree. After speaking, he strode into the abdomen with his head held high.

After the imperial guards, their faces turned terrified!

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

They are puzzled.

It cost a lot of money, and gave this place such top-level treatment, why?

It's been so long, unless it explodes, it still explodes. Is your majesty just for the sesame oil?If this continues, the civil and military officials will definitely object.

"I'll see your Majesty!"

The inside of the huge stone tower is like a secret base, with countless lavas and a pungent smell of sesame oil.

Under the leadership of Jin Zhu, the shirtless Hun people knelt down collectively, unkempt and sweaty, which is a true portrayal of them.

"Get up."

"Are you hot?" Qin Yun didn't ask about the progress immediately, but cared about them.

Jin Zhu was flattered: "Not hot, Your Majesty!"

"fart!"

"I've only walked in a few steps, and my clothes are all wet with lava in this hot dog day."

"Come here, let the imperial dining room make iced plum soup on a large scale immediately, and send it to the firearms research institute."

"In addition, let the imperial doctor send more medicines to reduce heat, so as not to prevent people from heat stroke."

The domineering tone cannot be questioned.

Looking at the stalwart figure in the dragon robe, a group of Huan people were so moved that they almost burst into tears.

His Majesty came to see it in person and was still so concerned.

It seems that we are really not coolies, not corvees!

In just a few seconds, everyone in the Huan tribe felt at ease!

Chapter 748 The Molotov cocktail is about to come out

"What are these?" Qin Yun pointed to the densely packed vials placed on the stone.

Jin Zhu immediately walked out from the crowd, wiped her dark face: "Report to Your Majesty, this is a container for sesame oil, and I am trying to stuff the sesame oil and the raw materials of the fire tube into it."

"After breaking, the two are compatible, so as to achieve the effect of the Molotov cocktail that His Majesty wants."

Qin Yun just glanced at it. Although he didn't have great knowledge of physics, he knew it wouldn't work.

"no!"

"The bottle is too big, a sergeant can carry a bottle, let alone fight."

"Secondly, it's made of ceramic, it's too easy to break, so replace it with iron."

Hearing this, all the Hun people working here showed embarrassment.

Jin Zhu said embarrassingly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it can't be reduced. After the fire tube is opened, the saltpeter and other ingredients will occupy half of the bottle."

"There are also iron sheets... This is too much consumption, and the silver budget must be at least three times more!"

Hearing this, Feng Lao's eyelids twitched violently.

"What, three times?!"

You must know that the Ministry of Finance has allocated millions of taels of silver to the Firearms Research Institute. The consumption of manpower, materials, and various other things has reached a terrible level.

Three times more now?

What a concept!

Will Xiliang be recovered, will the Turks still be beaten?

Everyone broke into a cold sweat secretly.

Unexpectedly, Qin Yun didn't care, and made the final decision.

"Don't say three times, even ten times I want to study!"

"I have ordered that all unused iron be sent here for smelting, and molds are made according to this size and shape."

Qin Yun quickly drew a shape on the paper, similar to the small beer bottles of later generations, which can be pinned around the waist for easy throwing.

Hearing this, Jin Zhu and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

Finally, I looked at Feng Lao, hoping that he could stand up and say something. I always feel that His Majesty is too paranoid. Wouldn't it be good to have this money to build more heavy-duty crossbows?

But before Elder Feng opened his mouth, Qin Yun blocked everyone's persuasion with one sentence.

"This matter is related to the lifeblood of my Great Xia's rise!"