The husband and wife were arguing about this matter, and Tong Jingyuan walked in swaggeringly.

The man kept tsk-tutting: "I just went to clean the battlefield and repair the city wall, and only then did I know how many Yan troops there are. From a distance, they are so dense that you can't see the edge. It's scary!"

Speaking of business, An Si's face gradually became serious: "Didn't you see the 100,000 cavalry rolling over, that formation... the troops in front, didn't even fight, and only saw the billowing dust, and they were so frightened that they threw away their helmets.A ran away."

Tong Jingyuan lay down on another camp bed and sighed comfortably.

Still the officer's bed is comfortable!Where did he live last night?

The stench and the snoring are loud...

"Hey! Sister-in-law is still the best. More than a dozen shells hit them and directly blinded them."

Ji Yu snorted, if it was a heavy artillery, it would be more powerful.

He stopped being angry, and took the eggs from the fourth brother: "After dinner, I'll make cannonballs."

The sooner the battle is over, the sooner they return to Qing City.

But before the egg reached his mouth, he smelled it. He felt his stomach tumbling, and he vomited again.

An Si was still hesitating at first, but when he saw him like this, he immediately forgot about the shells, and hurriedly asked Tong Jingyuan to find the third prince.

But Tong Jingyuan waved his hand and said, "Zi Yan, there is no need to panic. People who are happy are like this. My second sister-in-law couldn't eat anything when she was pregnant, and she vomited when she smelled oily smoke."

An Si was very puzzled: "If you don't eat, how can you survive?"

Tong Jingyuan sighed: "It's not that I can't eat anything. At that time, my second sister-in-law could barely eat some cucumbers. Although she was very thin, my nephews are so smart!"

An Si didn't care about the future of the child at the moment, but only cared about whether Ji Yu would starve to death, so he quickly asked, "Brother Yu, what do you want to eat?"

Ji Yu looked at the top of the tent and thought for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "Not yet."

But An Si didn't give up: "Brother Yu, think again, meat? Fish? Chicken..."

As soon as he said this, Ji Yu couldn't stand it any more: "Fourth Brother, don't talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more sick I feel, it's disgusting to think about it."

An Si was uncommonly depressed: "How can I bear it without eating?"

He is not afraid of thousands of troops, but he is afraid that Brother Yu will collapse if he does not eat.

Ji Yu turned to comfort him and said, "Fourth brother, it's okay, I can still hold on, let's make cannonballs first!"

If the Yan army comes again, they will all die.Do you care if you can eat or not?

An Si stared at Ji Yu, tangled in his heart.

He naturally hoped for more artillery shells, but he was also worried about Brother Yu's body.

How could Ji Yu not know his entanglement, and persuaded him: "Fourth brother, I am not a delicate girl, and I will be fine. If you are worried about my body, don't stop me. There are no artillery and shells, and I will wait until the Yan army comes back again."Siege, we all have only one dead end. If we die, we will die, but if the Yan army crosses the Yellow River, will the fathers and old folks in our hometown still have a way to survive? I will persist for a few more days, and when the Yan army is beaten away, we will fight togetherBack to Qing City."

An Si is not an indecisive person, let alone a person who does not know the importance.

He just cared too much and worried about Brother Yu.

However, now that the conversation has reached this point, he no longer hesitates, and takes Ji Yu to find the third prince.

The third prince was talking to Lao Hei and others, when he saw them coming in, his solemn face immediately relaxed, he stared at Ji Yu who had been smeared with black ash and turned into a man, and said, "Here you are?"

Ji Yu nodded: "Your Highness, if you want to defeat the Yan army, only one cannon is far from enough, you must have at least ten."

The third prince sighed softly: "The people in the city have almost run away now, but there are still some craftsmen in the military department, and there are still a lot of pig iron left in the warehouse. I don't know if they can make artillery?"

Ji Yu looked at the third prince, and admired him very much.

Putting aside his relationship with the fourth brother, it is very rare for a direct prince to be so humble and low-key.

"Your Highness, it's okay. I've bought a lot of raw materials such as bronze, saltpeter and sulfur. As long as someone helps, I should be able to make it. However, artillery can't be made in a day or two, and it may not be possible every time.Success. At this time, we should proceed with two prongs, making the barrel while making the shells."

With Lao Hei around, the third prince naturally knew about these things, he nodded and said with a smile: "It's okay, I will do everything I can to help you."

The third prince did what he said, and immediately vacated a small yard in the Military Weapons Supervision Department for Ji Yu to make artillery ammunition.

Not only that, but also sent heavy guards.

The third prince tried his best to get what Ji Yu needed, and indeed he did his best to support it.

But Ji Yu looked at the third prince and fourth brother who were talking face to face at the door, and he was tangled in his heart.

Are you telling the fourth brother Mother An those words right now?Or wait until the battle is over?

He didn't hesitate because he needed the help of the third prince, but he was worried that after the fourth brother knew what Mother An said, his mood would fluctuate, and then he would show his clues in front of the third prince.

Now, they can't beat the third prince.

Why!Ji Yu secretly sighed, regardless of the shortcomings of these parents, first prepare the gunpowder, survival in battle is the most important thing.

I'll talk about other things later.

In the gunpowder room, Ji Yu buried his head in mixing gunpowder. At the gate of the small courtyard of the workshop, Miss Zhuang paused, staring blankly at the guards at the gate.

Captain Jiang?

The third prince sent to guard the studio and Brother Yu was Captain Jiang?

She looks free and easy, but she is still very uncomfortable inside.

It's okay if don't see it, but when saw it, heart throbbed with pain.

This is the first and only person she likes!

But people don't like her...

Captain Jiang had just arranged to be on duty, when he turned around, he saw Miss Zhuang holding a food box and looking at him with a complicated expression.

"Zhuang..." Jiang Xiaowei glanced at the subordinates beside him, immediately changed his words, nodded and said hello: "Mr. Zhuang."

Although polite, his expression was light.

Miss Zhuang squeezed out a smile and smiled back politely, "My lord."

He said again: "My lord, I am here to deliver food to the Taoist priest by His Highness's order."

But even if she tells His Highness's name, Captain Jiang will enforce the law impartially.

Cross-examination: "Do you have flint on your body?"

Miss Zhuang shook her head.She and Brother Yu fought Ergouzi Mountain together, so they naturally knew that ammunition was afraid of fire.

Captain Jiang naturally knew about her relationship with Ji Yu, but he went into the yard anyway, and stood outside the east room to tell Ji Yu about it: "Master Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang is here."

"I asked, but I didn't bring flint."

"I didn't search you."

Miss Zhuang is a girl, he is not easy to search.

Ji Yu naturally knew this too, and said, "It's okay, you let her in."

He absolutely believed in Miss Zhuang.

Miss Zhuang entered the yard, watched Captain Jiang leave the yard, and closed the door.

During the whole process, he never looked at her.

She chuckled.

Haven't you given up already?What else to expect?

In the gunpowder room, Ji Yu cloth masked his face and was mixing gunpowder. Seeing her come in, he put down his work and asked, "Miss Zhuang, why are you here?"

Miss Zhuang suppressed the sadness in her heart, squeezed out a smile and said: "It's so late, Zi Yan is afraid that you will be hungry, so he specially asked me to go to the kitchen to make some light food."

Ji Yu smiled helplessly: "I'm fine, I just don't have an appetite."

Miss Zhuang put down the food box and scanned the room.

The shelf and the table were full of black medicinal powder, exuding a strong choking smell, she held her nose and said, "Brother Yu, the smell is so strong here, you are still pregnant, will it be bad?"

Ji Yu looked at Miss Zhuang unexpectedly, an ancient person, who knows this?

"It's okay, I don't have constant contact. Occasionally, and then put on a veil, it should be fine."

But Miss Zhuang couldn't tolerate any mistakes in him.Pull him up and say: "Brother Yu, get up, you teach me how to match, you stay far away."

"You don't care about your body, but you have to think about your children!"

Brother Yu has often been criticized for the sake of the child, and now that he finally has a child, nothing can go wrong.

Ji Yu is pregnant, which is a sensitive period when his emotions are prone to fluctuations. Hearing her words, he was immediately moved.

Miss Zhuang is really nice!

But moving is moving, this mixing of gunpowder is not something anyone can do, it will explode if you are not careful.

He refused: "Miss Zhuang, mixing gunpowder is very dangerous, you'd better go back!"

But Miss Zhuang didn't believe it, so she insisted on helping.

But what a coincidence, because of Youxi, Ji Yu not only has an excellent sense of smell, but also has an extremely sensitive hearing. While he was talking with Miss Zhuang, he heard the slight sound of walking on the roof.

His heart tightened suddenly, is there someone on the roof?

who?

The costume dramas he had seen flashed through his mind. The people walking on the roof at night are most likely to be secret agents or assassins?

Is this here to kill him, or to spy on the secrets of the shells?

Ji Yu carelessly touched the gun in his arms.

Even if he is assassinated, he is not afraid, the killer is faster than his gun.

If you want to spy on the secrets of gunpowder, then he...

Seeing that Miss Zhuang was still pestering him for help, she took it to heart and stopped insisting that mixing gunpowder was dangerous, but patiently told Miss Zhuang how to mix gunpowder, and opened her ears to listen carefully to the movement on the roof.

Seeing that the man hadn't moved, he immediately understood that this was probably not an assassin, but wanted to spy on the secret operation of the ammunition.

As for whose work is it?

On the left is Yan Kingdom, the Ninth Prince, and the Third Prince.

When An Si came to pick him up and go back to rest, he winked at Miss An Sizhuang, took all the prepared gunpowder with him, leaving only a few ingredients, and then left the yard of the workshop.

As soon as he left the yard, he saw a soldier with a tiger's head and a tiger's face walking around in circles, obviously waiting for someone.

"Xiao Six?" Ji Yu paused when he saw the man's face clearly.

"An..." Xiao Six was overjoyed, and was about to call "An Fulang". It was obvious that An Si shook his head at him, so he could only turn to An Si, and said, "My lord, I just want to know how Brother Yun is? Is he okay?"

An Si glanced at Ji Yu, saw him nodding, and said, "Brother Yun is fine."

Xiao Six breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

Then, he ran back to his post.