Chapter 399: I Can Find a Way to Solve It

Chapter 399: I Can Find a Way to Solve It

"Jiuye, have you ever thought about what Emperor Shunwu would do if he discovers that the men of our family are still alive?"

This was something Mo Jiuye had not failed to consider.

However, with the recent preoccupation with family matters and the search for his father and brothers, he hadn't come up with a good strategy yet, which led to the delay.

Moreover, he always kept an eye out for any spies sent by Emperor Shunwu or the Southern Frontier.

He had planned to deal with these issues after rescuing his father and brothers and settling them down.

Now that his father had brought it up, Mo Jiuye shook his head helplessly, "I haven’t thought of a good solution yet."

Hearing this, Mo Qing sighed helplessly.

Even though he had some ideas in mind, money was essential for such endeavors.

Hel Ziran, who had remained silent all along, already had a plan in mind and could sense some of Mo Qing's thoughts.

"Father, don't worry about the money; I can find a way to solve it."

Isn't it just about secretly raising an army?

How difficult could that be?

Not only did she have an inexhaustible supply of silver in her space, but she also possessed powerful weapons.

Raising an army didn’t require thousands of troops; a few hundred elite soldiers would suffice.

Furthermore, since the last invasion by the barbarians, she had an idea.

She wanted to discuss with Mo Jiuye the possibility of developing gunpowder once he returned.

Once the gunpowder was successfully developed, they could create powerful weapons. Although these weapons couldn’t compare to those in her space, they would be invincible in this age of cold weapons.

Moreover, with so many righteous men in the Mo family, they could entrust the task of developing gunpowder to their own people.

Given the character of the Mo family men, even at the cost of their lives, they wouldn’t reveal the methods.

With Tao Ran and others present today, Hel Ziran didn’t disclose her plan.

Nevertheless, she made it clear that the Mo family could quietly raise an army without any problems.

Moreover, they could buy a large piece of land and build a camp in a secluded area of the mountains, ensuring that the process remained unnoticed.

In fact, it wasn’t just Mo Qing who realized this; the Mo brothers were also concerned.

Now that their father had brought it up, it indicated that this matter needed to be addressed formally.

However, they all understood the enormous cost of raising an army, which was far beyond what they could afford.

Even if they worked hard to earn money, it would be impossible to raise an army.

Surprisingly, their ninth sister-in-law, Hel Ziran, spoke confidently about solving the financial issue.

While they knew Hel Ziran was skilled at making money, they also saw that although the family had daily income, the profit, while considered wealthy by common standards, would be a mere drop in the ocean for raising an army.

It seemed that Hel Ziran hadn’t fully grasped the enormity of the costs involved, leading her to make such a statement.

Compared to her, they felt even more inadequate, as they could barely manage to live like ordinary people, let alone earn enough to support an army.

Yet, this critical matter couldn’t be ignored.

Lacking both skills and good strategies, the Mo brothers could only remain silent, looking troubled.

They wanted to see how their decisive father would handle the situation.

The sisters-in-law, being perceptive, realized the importance of the discussion and feared eavesdroppers, so they pulled Mo Hanyue out of the room and stationed themselves outside.

Only Hel Ziran was left, as everyone knew her wisdom and abilities far surpassed those of the Mo family men, and her presence was necessary for the discussion.

At this moment, the main hall was filled with solemnity.

Mo Qing scanned the room, finally focusing his gaze on Mo Jiuye and Hel Ziran.

Although Hel Ziran had spoken confidently, he found it awkward to ask her again, so he turned to Mo Jiuye.

After all, as husband and wife, Mo Jiuye and Hel Ziran communicated the most, and it was unlikely that Hel Ziran wouldn’t share her thoughts with her husband.

"Jiuye, what do you think about this?"

Hel Ziran hadn’t mentioned her plan to develop gunpowder to Mo Jiuye, so he hadn’t come up with a comprehensive strategy yet.

However, he was well aware of the endless supply of silver in Hel Ziran’s space, giving him some confidence.

Additionally, he had his own plans.

"Father, when we passed through the border on our way to the Southern Frontier, the soldiers who used to serve us were being marginalized by the new commanders. I overheard them expressing a desire to join the Mo family.

Therefore, the personnel issue is easily resolved.

As for the funds needed to raise an army, I can take responsibility for that."

Regarding other aspects, Mo Jiuye hadn’t formulated detailed plans yet.

Hel Ziran, being intelligent, understood that her father-in-law’s question to Mo Jiuye was indirectly asking her.

After Mo Jiuye finished speaking, she added, "Also, I suggest we should not maintain too large an army, preferably not exceeding a thousand soldiers."

He Ziran had learned from Mo Jiuye that the number of soldiers loyal to the Mo family in Southern Region was less than a thousand.

In her view, this force of fewer than a thousand would be sufficient.

From a financial perspective, maintaining an army of a thousand versus ten thousand would be a tenfold difference in cost.

Moreover, she also considered that if more people were needed, they would have to recruit externally. New recruits could never be fully vetted, and it would be counterproductive if someone with ulterior motives managed to infiltrate the ranks.

Hearing He Ziran’s words, everyone’s gaze fell on her, including Mo Jiuye, who found her suggestion somewhat unrealistic.

Eight Brother couldn’t hold back his impatience and asked, "Has Ninth Sister-in-law forgotten? Not long ago, just a group of barbarian civilians came to rob us, and their numbers exceeded five hundred.

If the barbarian army decides to use this place as a breakthrough point for an attack, it won’t be just five hundred; even saying thousands or tens of thousands would be an understatement.

What will we do if we encounter such a situation with fewer than a thousand men?"

Mo Chuhan’s concerns resonated with the Mo family members, who all agreed that there was some truth to his words.

After all, they were all veterans, and in warfare, numbers mattered greatly.

At that time, Seventh Brother was also at home and participated in that battle, fully aware of its gravity.

The usually taciturn Seventh Brother couldn’t help but raise his doubts.

"Ninth Sister-in-law, what Eight Brother said makes sense. Maintaining an army is no trivial matter."

He Ziran knew that once she made such a statement, she would inevitably face skepticism from everyone.

She explained confidently, "If I can create weapons that can take on a hundred or even a thousand enemies, would you still think a thousand men are too few?"

Upon hearing He Ziran’s words, Mo Jiuye immediately thought of the hand grenades in her spatial ring.

He had personally witnessed their power; when he left Southern Xinjiang with the emperor’s body, he threw a few, and he saw with his own eyes how countless Southern Xinjiang soldiers were instantly killed or injured.

That was still because he only wanted to escape and didn’t intend to cause widespread destruction.

If he had thrown more, the Southern Xinjiang Military Camp might not have existed anymore.

Could Ranran be planning to manufacture such weapons?