Chapter 312: Rapid development, pacifying the Wa State

When the portal opened again outside the Eastern Han Luoyang court square, more than five hundred people gathered here.

Talents from three different eras—Qin, Western Han, and Eastern Han—spoke with slightly different accents and wore costumes with their own characteristics, gathering together, the scene was both spectacular and a bit chaotic.

Ying Zheng walked out first, his face cold: "My people, two hundred, all here."

Liu Bang strode forward, patted the dust on his body: "My people are fewer, one hundred and fifty, but each is a good hand!"

Liu Che tidied his clothes and smiled: "My people are two hundred, and there are twenty Yulin officers, who are good at managing people."

Liu Xiu looked at the black crowd in front of him, feeling the vigorous vitality and wisdom contained in it, and his shock was beyond words.

He stepped forward and bowed deeply to Gu Shanhe and the three ancestors.

"What virtue and ability do I have to trouble the Immortal and the three Majesties so much."

Gu Shanhe stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the crowd, and said concisely: "Stop talking nonsense, start."

The first month, the steam engine landed.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

The Qin craftsmen brought by Ying Zheng, because they had contact before, were most familiar with the concept of the steam engine.

Once the blueprint was issued, they quickly grouped:

The casting group was responsible for cylinders and pistons, the forging group was responsible for connecting rods and crankshafts, and the assembly group was responsible for general assembly and debugging.

Outside Luoyang City, a huge workshop was running day and night. Sparks splashed, and the sound of hammers was clanging.

Finally, the first steam engine was successfully operated!

When that huge iron lump made a "rumbling" sound and the piston began to move back and forth regularly, Liu Xiu, who was watching, subconsciously took a step back and asked full of disbelief: "This iron lump... can it really move by itself?"

Liu Bang was happy watching from the side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Haha, I was scared when I first saw it back then, it's normal! This thing has great strength!"

Ying Zheng pointed out the fact expressionlessly: "In three months you will have dozens of them, and you won't be afraid by then."

His tone was flat, but it carried a certainty of "get used to it."

From the second month to the third month, they began to develop agriculture.

Solving the power problem, Gu Shanhe took out more critical "magic weapons"—seeds and tubers of corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.

Liu Xiu looked at these unremarkable things and hesitated: "Immortal, this thing... can it really fill the stomach?"

Gu Shanhe handed a steamed sweet potato directly to him: "Taste it."

Liu Xiu took a bite, and the sweet and waxy taste made his eyes light up.

Gu Shanhe then said: "These three crops are drought-tolerant and barren-tolerant, with extremely high yields. They can let your people never go hungry."

The first batch of trial planting was carried out around Luoyang.

Two months later, the harvest season arrived.

The potato yield per mu reached two thousand catties, several times or even ten times that of traditional millet!

Liu Xiu squatted on the ridge of the field, watching the farmers dig out huge potatoes from the soil, full of excitement.

An old farmer held a potato, his hands shaking, first asking carefully:

"What is this thing growing in the ground? Can it be eaten?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he couldn't wait to take a bite, and then showed an unbelievable expression.

"Good guy, it tastes better than millet and is more filling!"

Liu Bang stood beside Liu Xiu, looking at the harvest scene, and sighed rarely:

"If I had this back then, I wouldn't have let the soldiers fight on empty stomachs during the Chu-Han Contention, and I could have saved many lives."

From the fourth month to the sixth month, they began to develop firearms and military equipment.

At the same time, the formula of gunpowder was perfected by the alchemist team brought by Ying Zheng, who had already conducted in-depth research on black powder.

The craftsmen brought by Liu Che were responsible for firearm design, and the craftsmen brought by Liu Bang were responsible for mass production with their rich experience. The three parties cooperated, and the efficiency was amazing.

Three months later, the first batch of flintlock guns went offline.

This kind of gun had a simple structure, reliable firing, and power far exceeding bows and crossbows.

In half a year, 30,000 flintlock guns and supporting bayonets and ammunition were produced.

30,000 new troops completed training and lined up neatly.

Liu Xiu personally inspected.

When 30,000 guns fired in unison, the deafening sound of gunfire seemed to make the earth tremble, the smoke filled the air, and the momentum was terrifying.

Liu Xiu personally test-fired, the huge recoil of the flintlock gun made his shoulders numb, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Liu Bang saw it clearly from the side and joked with a smile: "If your shoulders hurt, just shout, it's not shameful!"

Liu Xiu shook his head and insisted: "It doesn't hurt."

Ying Zheng commented lightly: "The first time is like this, you will get used to it after shooting more."

Liu Che took a small notebook and seriously recorded the test data.

"Flintlock gun, effective range of two hundred steps, far exceeding bows and arrows, and simple operation, easy to train."

With the initial establishment of industrial foundation and military strength, Gu Shanhe's eyes turned to a broader world.

The existing troops were not enough to support his grand blueprint.

So, the portal opened again.

Gu Shanhe discussed borrowing troops with the three emperors.

Ying Zheng asked: "How many?"

Liu Bang asked: "When do you want it?"

Liu Che asked: "Who are you fighting?"

After getting a definite answer, the mobilization began.

Ying Zheng mobilized 100,000 Great Qin elites, all of whom were battle-hardened veterans, black armor and black flags, solemn as iron.

Liu Bang mobilized 100,000 Great Han elites, mostly descendants of the founding veterans, inheriting bravery in their blood, red armor and red flags, momentum like a rainbow.

Liu Che mobilized 100,000 elites, including Yulin Army, Northern Army, and border elites, yellow armor and yellow flags, military appearance flourishing.

Liu Xiu had 200,000 troops, green armor and green flags, full of vigor.

500,000 troops gathered outside Luoyang City.

Among them, 200,000 were equipped with firearms, 20,000 logistics support, 200,000 infantry, and 80,000 heavy cavalry.

Just standing there, the flags covered the sun, the spears were like a forest, and the momentum was huge, unprecedented.

Liu Xiu stood on the high platform, overlooking this terrifying force capable of crushing any force in the world, took a deep breath, and muttered: "I have never seen such elites in my life..."

500,000 troops, divided into five routes, like five huge iron pincers, crushing all obstacles.

Within three months, the surrounding area was swept away.

The separatist forces and disobedient countries around the Great Han, in the face of absolute power advantage, either surrendered or were quickly wiped out.

Afterwards, the army began to march west.

500,000 troops marched west all the way, crossing high mountains and deserts, and all countries along the way were shocked by the majesty of the Great Han and surrendered one after another.

After the western expedition was completed, the northern expedition began.

80,000 heavy cavalry were like a steel torrent, going north out of the fortress, sweeping the grassland, and there was no royal court in the north of the desert since then.

The second month.

The army began to go south to pacify the land of the barbarians.

And Gu Shanhe personally led an elite force to cross the sea to the east, aiming directly at the Wa State.

Ying Zheng learned that Gu Shanhe personally went to the Wa State, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Is it necessary to go personally?"

Gu Shanhe's expression was indifferent: "That place has caused too much trouble for the Central Plains in later generations."

"This time, let it never turn over."

In just three months, the Wa State was pacified.

The people on the island, regardless of noble or humble, were all escorted to the Great Han and assigned to mines and construction sites everywhere.

Their fate was only two words: labor. Until they died of exhaustion.

Liu Bang rarely didn't make a joke, nodded and said: "I support it." ===== CHAPTER 313 =====