Ultra Scientist: I have a fear of insufficient firepower

Xiao Lu is still too young. He is not good at guessing people's hearts with the greatest malice. He is a little too naive and his IQ is sometimes off. Maybe he is qualified to be a military general, but to be a monarch... he is far from it.

Fortunately, his biological mother in this life, the Empress Dowager Leng Qingqiu, was ruthless enough and carefully selected a guard commander with both strategic strategy and high IQ to protect him.

Otherwise, with Xiao Lu's stubbornness, he might be eaten up to the bone before he has been in power for a few years!

"Your Majesty, we cannot stay here for long. I estimate that the city gates have been blocked in a 90% chance. They want to trap us to death here!" The guard commander Zhao Dezhu said in a deep voice.

Xiao Lu was a little panicked. Although he felt that he was no longer as young and naive as before, his mind was a mess again when he encountered an emergency. However, after all, he had been an emperor for a period of time, so his Qi cultivation skills were still very good. He forced himself to be calm and said, "Then, Old Zhao, in your opinion, how should we break the deadlock?"

The guard leader hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Change your appearance and conceal your true identity. Go to Baili Baling. Garrison General Li Huanying can be trusted!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lu pretended to think for two and a half breaths, then nodded slightly: "Just do as you say!"

"Okay, Your Majesty, please follow me into the house and change your appearance." The commander of the guards had a serious expression. He asked his men to cover him and His Majesty in evacuating before the rebels noticed this place.

at the same time.

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In a tent somewhere.

Zhao Huaizhen, the Duke of Xiaoqi and the General of the Fafeng Cavalry, was wearing a Confucian robe and was elegantly brewing tea while listening to the informant's report.

"General, everything is just as you expected. The twelfth generation emperor of Dafeng has arrived at the designated location, Luofeng City, in disguise. The uprising has started, and the Luofeng City defense forces have blocked all exits. In less than three days, we will be able to capture Fenghuang Jiba alive!"

"Hmm... good tea!" Zhao Huaizhen sipped the tea happily, pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "The Emperor Feng is ignorant, so there is no need to worry, but his guard commander Zhao Dezhu is extraordinary. Immediately order the Luofeng City defense army to strictly investigate actors, porters, peddlers, street vendors, souvenir sellers and other low-class people!"

"As ordered!"

The informant took the order and left.

Zhao Huaizhen continued to sip his tea, clicking his tongue: "Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, are you the mediocre ruler who made the Dafeng Dynasty a mess?"

"I'm really looking forward to the day we meet... great tea!"

Zhao Huaizhen poured another glass.

Da da da.....

At this time, a handsome woman wearing armor and holding a spear in her hand, with a heroic appearance, opened the curtain and sat down opposite Zhao Huaizhen, saying carelessly: "I really don't understand Zhao Huaizhen, the wind is so chaotic now, can't you just charge in directly? Why are you taking so many detours? It's so annoying!"

Zhao Huaizhen smiled without saying anything and pushed a cup of hot tea to her.

Yun Ying was totally unprepared for him and subconsciously picked up the teacup, but her hand suddenly retracted the next second, her pretty face flushed: "Oh, what are you doing? How can I drink it when it's so hot..."

"You're still in a hurry even though you know it's hot?" Zhao Huaizhen smiled meaningfully, "Today's strong wind is like this cup of tea. It's very hot after being roasted by the fire. If Daxia is eager to take over, it will definitely suffer a backlash!"

"Hmm..." Yun Ying held her burned finger in her mouth and said incoherently, "I am a military commander, I won't engage in intrigue. Just tell me when you can go to the battlefield. My gun is thirsty for fire!"

Zhao Huaizhen: ...

After a pause, he slowly said, "Ms. Yunying, I know you want to achieve great things, but if you can win without bloodshed, why start a war that will cause rivers of blood and countless lives to be lost?"

"Will they surrender if we don't beat them?" Yun Ying was a little confused.

Zhao Huaizhen smiled again without saying anything, just signaled to her that the tea was warm and she could drink it.

"Bad guy, telling riddles again..." Yun Ying rolled her eyes at him and drank the tea in one gulp.

......

Dafeng Dynasty, Luofeng City.

As the emperor of the wind, who is the supreme ruler, the noble and handsome Xiao Lu put on a pockmarked human skin mask and tattered clothes. Surrounded by a dozen guards, he walked through the scene of the uprising and quietly walked towards the exit.

The guard commander Zhao Dezhu took the lead and walked in front to clear the way.

When he saw the city defense troops strictly checking all the low-class people leaving the city, his heart suddenly rose to his throat!

As expected, the person behind the scenes was targeting Your Majesty!

Fortunately, His Majesty was very patient. Even when he was kicked hard on the buttocks by the city guards and fell flat on his face, he did not get angry. He played the role of a spineless beggar to the fullest without revealing any flaws!

Therefore, we had a safe journey!

Soon, three days passed.

Xiao Lu successfully escaped to the territory of Baling and ordered the local war zone governor Li Huanying to lead an army of 200,000 to suppress the riot in Luofeng City!

After receiving this news, Zhao Huaizhen smiled helplessly and had to write a letter in the cosmic language and send it to Feng Huang.

If Feng Huang is Xiao Lu, then he can understand it. If not, then he is reading a heavenly book!

Xiao Lu received the letter very quickly. Seeing that it was signed by Duke Qi of Daxia, he became interested. He opened it and took a look. He was immediately excited when he saw the familiar yet unfamiliar words.

[Xiao Lu, you really suck! ]

[You managed such a strong wind like this. If you didn't have a strong foundation, you would have been the king of a fallen country long ago! ]

[No need to talk too much, just hurry up and sort out your messy housework. The Great Zhou is watching closely, when the time comes, we will set a trap for it to eat us! ]

[I have a feeling that the world-destroying war led by Anperla will come soon. We must unite all the forces we can, otherwise there is no chance of winning! ]

[Fall here, Dyna! ]

Xiao Lu's happiness was ruined after reading the letter.

It is a blessing to meet an old friend in a foreign land!

I quickly wrote back:

[Brother Dyna, I will rebuild the big wind in two and a half months. We will meet again then! ]

[Fall here, Ji (crossed out), Asakura Riku! ]

After replying to the letter, Xiao Lu did not hesitate and immediately rushed back to the court to start real reforms.

With military power firmly in hand, strike hard!

However, Xiao Lu is still too naive. He has completely forgotten the principle of governing a big country like cooking a small fish, and is still acting with subconscious egoism.

Regardless of the specific situation of the dynasty, regardless of the timing of the policy, it was vigorously promoted...

This is just like if you don’t control the heat well when cooking, it’s very easy to overheat!

So just two and a half months passed.

Under Xiao Lu's brutal governance, local gentry and wealthy families rose up in rebellion, and the army also launched a rebellion and established their own regime. The Dafeng Dynasty was almost on the verge of extinction!

In the palace, Xiao Lu, who was wearing a blue dragon robe and had disheveled hair, growled in disbelief:

"I don't know!"

"When the policy was first announced, the people welcomed it wholeheartedly, didn't they?!"

“That state of vigorous vitality and the flourishing of all things is still vivid before my eyes!”

"How come after just two and a half months, everyone wants to be my enemy?!"

"Did I really do something wrong?!"

"No matter what, the force in the battle is 800,000 to 600,000. The advantage is on my side!"

"I can't let Brother Dyna laugh at me!"

Just when Xiao Lu was making a desperate move.

Northeastern County of the Dafeng Dynasty.

A base for 600,000 rebel troops.

In the Marshal's camp, Zhao Huaizhen, dressed in a Confucian robe, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the strategic map with a serious look, and murmured softly:

"Xiao Lu, don't blame me, this world must be unified!"

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os: One update today, I'll take a day off, muah.