Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Chu Huai led the way and had people empty the warehouse of Xuantiemen. He pointed at the boxes and said with a tense expression, "Be careful, go slowly, it's okay, don't fall."

"Brother Wang, you still don't know the name of this thing?"

"Oh, this thing will explode only when the fuse is lit and it hits the ground, so it is called a landmine. In order to prevent any problems, let me take care of and check these landmines in the future."

Wang Meng spoke seriously, and in fact he had selfish motives. This thing was developed by the princess. If it was taken away by someone and developed by someone else, wouldn't that be like shooting oneself in the foot?

After he finished speaking, he took out a small booklet from his arms and wrote something with charcoal. Chu Huai was a little curious when he saw this: "Brother Wang, what are you doing?"

"Oh, my general said that there are too many dangerous mines here. We must ensure that every mine is used and recorded in detail. If one is lost and an innocent person is injured, it will be a sin."

Chu Huai's face froze when he heard that, and he turned away feeling a little guilty. Who wouldn't be tempted by such a powerful treasure? He even wanted to make one and have someone study it carefully to see if it could be replicated.

Unexpectedly, people had already made preparations and even recorded every mine clearly and where it was used. In this way, there was really no way to tamper with it and hide the mines secretly.

But it doesn't matter. When the war breaks out, there will be chaos. No one will find out if you hide one or two. As long as you want to do it, there is a way.

Wang Meng glanced at them and sneered in his heart, haha, if Fenglan was not in a special location and could serve as the northern defense line of Qi State, they would not have gone through so much trouble. Not only would they have to send people and things, but they would also be remembered by others.

Humph, don't even think about developing it. When you go back, explain everything clearly to Fatty and the others. They must record every single one of them. If there's any mistake, you'll be in trouble.

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The table was filled with delicious food, drinks and

Wang Meng and the others sat upright, picked up their chopsticks and ate quietly. A counselor came over with a wine glass and complimented him: "Brother Wang, come, I'll toast you a glass. Thank you for sending us gifts from so far away."

He waved his hand and said expressionlessly, "No need. My general has a military order that you are not allowed to drink when you are out, so as not to cause trouble. If you are kind enough, I will drink tea instead of wine."

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to speak, he took a sip of tea and continued to eat. It seemed that only food could attract his attention.

The counselor was a little embarrassed when he saw this. He stood there, not knowing whether to leave or not. He cursed in his heart, "What country is this person from? He is so ignorant. Damn it..."

Seeing this, Chu Huai said, "Old Yang, since Brother Wang has a military order, forget it. Eat it while it's hot. After we finish eating, we will discuss how to fight this battle."

"Yes, General."

In the study

Everyone sat at the long table. Chu Huai looked at Wang Meng and said politely, "Brother Wang, do you have anything to say?"

Wang Meng raised his eyebrows. Are they in such a hurry to dig a hole? They are indeed a small country and so short-sighted. They are here to help. Don’t expect to push them out and use them as cannon fodder.

Yes, the cannon fodder that the princess often talks about, whoever wants to be one can be one, there are twenty of them, and all of them must go back alive.

He waved his hand and said, "Oh, General, you are too kind. We are just here to deliver something and give you some advice on how to use it. We will not interfere with matters on the battlefield."

Chu Huai stared at him and said tentatively: "Brother, you are not an ordinary person. I am looking forward to the day when I can meet General Yun Li. I wonder how heroic General Yun Li is."

Wang Meng's eyes looked a little strange when he heard this: "Uh, my general may be a little short. Tell General Chu first, don't mention this in front of her in the future."

"Otherwise, if my general gets angry, I really can't bear the consequences. It's not surprising that she demolished the Nine Capitals. Besides, she may be a little irritable, so just bear with it."

"...!!"

Everyone's eyes became more and more confused. Who is this talking about? I don't think I've ever heard of a general like this. Could he be a dwarf? If so, how can we fight a war...

Chu Huai's face froze for a moment, but he quickly recovered and said with a smile: "So that's how it is. This general will remember that no matter which country you are from, as long as you can help Feng Lan, you are this general's benefactor."

"Come, let me offer you a toast."

"You're welcome, General."

After dinner, Wang Meng and others were taken to a yard. After entering the room, everyone sat around. There was someone guarding outside the door, whispering something.

"In two days, things will probably get uneasy. Let's rehearse in advance to prevent someone from taking advantage of us. We must not let them get their hands on this landmine. Please keep careful notes, okay?"

"As for the war, the first and most likely option is to kill the ghost soldiers with landmines. The more you kill, the easier it will be to fight against Qiguo in the future. Also, don't go to the battlefield. Let Fenglan's people go."

The fat man nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I understand this logic. They want to protect their country, so of course they should kill the enemy. It doesn't make sense for us to suffer losses and not compensate us. It's a losing business."

Wang Meng gave him an appreciative look: "Very good, Fatty, you have made some progress. Keep your mouth shut and don't say anything you shouldn't. No, you'd better not say anything at all. When others ask you, just smile foolishly."

"...Uh, that's fine. My brain can't outsmart others. This general of Feng Lan looks like a pale-faced scholar. It's obvious that he has many schemes and is annoying."

"Don't worry about them. The ghost army is coming anyway. Let them attack. We will send mines from behind and record them to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes, we know. I heard that the master brought a slave army this time. I wonder how impressive they are. How much difference do they make compared to us?"

The fat man rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "You're overthinking it. I heard that the master attaches great importance to the slave army and even gave it a domineering name, the Death Army, which is specifically used to restrain the ghost army."

"If our vanguard army cannot defeat the slave army, how can we save our reputation in the future? I'm afraid we won't even be able to get a first-class salary for retirement. Wouldn't we be laughed at for the rest of our lives?"

"What grade?"

Seeing this, the fat man began to nag: "No way, you don't know that you can retire after ten years on the battlefield, but the pension benefits are not the same for everyone, there are different levels."

"I think it's great. Different military merits earned on the battlefield mean different pension benefits. That's what they deserve. Otherwise, who would be willing to risk their lives to earn military merits? I heard that the best is a Class A nursing home."

"Although I have never seen what it looks like, the things that the master can make are never bad. I heard that he is hiring the people to build it. I think it will be completed in three to five years."

Everyone: “It’s really exciting!”