Chapter 845: Vision

"Your Majesty, the British muskets and artillery have arrived."

As the group was talking, a eunuch suddenly trotted over and said to Liang Kai.

"Where?" Liang Kai was overjoyed.

He had been looking forward to it day and night, and finally, the British muskets and artillery had arrived.

Brook and Luse heard this, looked at each other, and were equally overjoyed.

"According to the messenger, they have already passed the borders of Lujun and entered Bazhou; they will arrive within three days," the eunuch said.

"Great, that's great." Liang Kai was so happy he danced with joy.

Xie Duan, Han Zheng, and Wang Zi'an were also beaming.

They had suffered too much under the muskets of Yan Wang.

Now, they would finally have muskets that were actually usable.

"Send people to welcome them immediately." Thinking of something, Liang Kai urged at once.

This Lujun was the northernmost commandery of Yunzhou, adjacent to Bazhou, while the other commanderies of Yunzhou were adjacent to Yizhou.

Therefore, since he arrived in Bazhou, it was equivalent to the three powerful clans of Jiangnan gathering together, neighboring and supporting each other.

This time, it was the army of Nanping that was transporting the muskets and artillery.

The eunuch acknowledged the order and turned to leave.

Three days later, a team consisting of two thousand men indeed arrived at Ba City.

The Nanping soldiers in the team were pulling one baggage cart after another.

"How many muskets and field artillery pieces were delivered this time?" Brook asked.

He was in charge of supervising the arms trade.

"A total of eight thousand muskets and twelve field artillery pieces. Even so, they were squeezed out with great difficulty, as priority must be given to the Franks, the people of Stedan, and the Folangji, and a portion was sent directly from Tianzhu to Tibet for the Northern Di."

There was a British man in the transport team who was responsible for tracking the batch of muskets and artillery throughout the journey, while also collecting the silver for the weapons.

After a pause, he continued: "The Governor specifically instructed that these eight thousand muskets are to be supplied to the Mercenaries first, and the rest will be theirs."

"Hahaha, I like this fellow Bolt," Luse said with great joy. "My soldiers equipped with this model of musket can defeat one hundred thousand clan soldiers."

"So, we can only get three thousand?" Liang Kai's burning heart cooled by half.

Brook said, "Aren't the Mercenaries your soldiers too?"

"That's true." Liang Kai became happy again.

In the Battle of Jinling, these Mercenaries had fought very hard.

Then, he had Liang Feng hand the prepared silver to the British man.

He also ordered the Imperial Guard to take away three thousand muskets and twelve field artillery pieces.

But before that, he picked twenty Imperial Guard soldiers to test the guns.

"Bang, bang, bang..." A burst of gunfire rang out.

Liang Kai immediately ordered someone to check the temporarily erected targets.

Before long, the soldier who went to investigate returned, "Your Majesty, the wooden board at three hundred meters has been pierced."

Liang Kai and the others were all stunned.

The British man who transported the muskets said,

"This batch of muskets has an effective range of three hundred and sixty meters, and the accuracy is very high within two hundred meters."

Liang Kai nodded vigorously, overjoyed; this was a world of difference from their own muskets.

He hurriedly asked, "When will the next batch of muskets and artillery arrive?"

"At the earliest, it will take a month and a half," the British man said. "And the quantity will be about the same, eight thousand. The production capacity of the Workshop in Tianzhu is limited, and we only gave the Northern Di three thousand."

"What a pity." Liang Kai was a little disappointed, yet also expectant. "I really hope that day arrives soon."

After receiving the muskets, the group returned to the city.

Liang Kai held a special banquet to entertain the British man and the Nanping generals who escorted the muskets and artillery.

At this moment, their gloomy mood caused by the fall of Changcheng brightened, and they saw hope again.

They no longer had any concerns about levying heavy taxes.

Only by holding on longer could they wait for more muskets and artillery to launch a major counterattack against the Westerners and the Northern Di toward Yan Wang in the future.

Jinling.

While Liang Kai was receiving the muskets and artillery, Zhao Xu and Zhong Li personally went to Su City and Song City to establish temporary Government Office institutions.

Compared to the previous desolation, the triangular area of the three cities—Jinling, Su City, and Song City—was now bustling, with commoners patrolling the fields visible everywhere.

Every year during the summer harvest, the commoners would patrol their own fields like this, or even live by the fields, to prevent wildfires and theft.

After all, in five or six days, the rice would be ready to be harvested.

They did not want to lose this season's harvest.

"When the two lakes are ripe, the world is fed—it truly lives up to its reputation."

Galloping on horseback with Zhong Li along the official road, the rice fields on the right side of the road spread out like gold to the horizon.

The rice fields on the left extended to the edge of an endless, massive lake.

This massive freshwater lake was the contemporary Taihu of Suzhou.

Surrounding Taihu were countless fertile fields.

"Once we control this place, Jiangbei will never lack grain again," Zhong Li said.

Previously, the grain in Jiangbei was not enough to eat, and it all relied on the grain from Jiangnan.

Then he realized something, "No, our grain in Jiangbei is enough to eat, and there is a great surplus; I'm afraid we will have to worry about how to finish eating all the grain in the future."

Zhao Xu laughed for a while, then he said: "You are mistaken about this; if there is a surplus of grain, it can be used to raise livestock. In the next few years, I want the commoners of Great Song to be able to eat meat, eggs, and dairy."

Although he knew that it was temporarily impossible for the commoners to have meat at every meal.

But eating a meal of meat or fish every few days was still hopeful.

War is war, but he must never follow the old path of Emperor Wu of Han, where the country becomes poorer the more it fights.

Instead, he must follow the path of Li Shimin, where the country becomes richer the more it fights.

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