"These black balls are the cannonballs."

Hearing that these round balls were cannonballs, everyone present, except Jiang Yan's family of three, had a look of fear in their eyes.

There was a well-hidden teasing in Ye Zhan's eyes. "Wife, try to see if this homemade cannon still works?"

"Okay, I want to try it too."

When the people present heard that Madam Jiang was going to test the cannon, they all wanted to come forward out of curiosity.

Jiang Yan didn't let them come over, and asked Sanlang and Silang to take Ye Zhan and the carriage to the other side of the river.

"Why?" General Ming asked puzzledly.

"The safety of this homemade cannon is not guaranteed. We are worried that it will explode or blow up in the back and injure our own people."

"Oh, retreat." General Ming gave the order, and everyone retreated to the south bank of the river. Jiang Yan also told them: "Don't stand directly behind the artillery."

Everyone did as Jiang Yan instructed. She pointed the cannon toward the north. After a while of fiddling, she finally loaded the shell and lit the fuse. With the crackling sound of the fuse, Jiang Yan rolled far away and lay flat on the ground.

Although she is brave, she is also afraid of exploding.

Seeing Jiang Yan's appearance, the people on the other side of the river either squatted or lay on the ground, and Yi Chen even covered her ears.

With a loud "bang", large clumps of dirt that were blown up by the earth cannon thirty feet away fell like rain.

Only after the smoke cleared did General Ming take his men to check it out.

When they got closer, they saw a deep pit. Their eyes swept around the bottom of the pit and once again fell on Madam Jiang.

Jiang Yan was frightened by their gazes. If she hadn't been strong inside, she would have been scared and ran away.

General Ming and his men were grateful. If they had bombarded the north wall from outside the moat at this distance, there would definitely be a gap in the wall with each shot.

The city walls were breached, and the soldiers on the walls and the people in the city could only have one fate.

Jiang Yan didn't want to be stared at anymore, so she quickly changed the subject. "General Ming, my suggestion is to transport these three homemade cannons back to Black Rock City and modify them so we can continue using them. As for these shells, I don't recommend using them."

"Are you afraid they'll explode and injure your own people?"

"Yes."

"Then Madam Jiang, is there any way to use these shells for something else?"

“It can be recycled.”

"How do you make use of waste?"

Jiang Yan repeated to General Ming the solution she had discussed with Ye Zhan yesterday, and General Ming nodded in agreement.

Jiang Yan and General Ming reached a consensus and went to clean up the other two cannons. Ye Zhan asked Sanlang to push him over as well. He had a new idea about the shells and he would talk to his wife about it when he had time.

General Ming also came over to see. He saw that Madam Jiang was cleaning very carefully and did not dare to relax at all.

After pondering for a few breaths, he took the opportunity to tell Jiang Yan something. "Madam Jiang, on the day the battle ended, this general submitted a memorial to the court. In it, I did not seek credit for Madam Jiang or the Ye family."

Jiang Yan: …?

"If the imperial court knew about Madam Jiang's existence or abilities, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to protect you. The same goes for the Ye family. I'm afraid not only would it not be a credit, but it might even turn into a disaster."

"Thank you, General Ming." Jiang Yan felt that what General Ming said was correct. She didn't want to become exclusive to the royal family or be in the hands of powerful officials.

"These two words of thanks leave this general speechless. But in today's world, if we want to live well, this is the only way."

Jiang Yan could understand General Ming's actions, as they were all for the sake of living a good life.

"This general has thought it through and has discussed it with several deputy generals and lieutenants. When the imperial court's rewards arrive, this general and all the soldiers who receive rewards will take out half of their own rewards and distribute them to Madam Jiang and the Ye family."

"Isn't this not good?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. If Madam Jiang hadn't given us an early warning of this battle, the entire Black Stone City would most likely have been destroyed."

General Ming's words were filled with helplessness and sadness. As soldiers and citizens of the Great Zhou, how could they act recklessly?

In the whole world, there is nothing but the royal land. On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers?

Everyone present understood it. If there were any who didn't quite understand, it was Jiang Yan and her family of three.

Jiang Yan's thoughts were simple. She didn't think about royal power and wealth. She just wanted her family of three to live freely under this blue sky.

As for the reward that General Ming mentioned, she didn't take it to heart at all. Those material possessions meant nothing to her.

She is quite satisfied with her current quality of life. She can grow the best crops and buy them in the trading mall or exchange them for all the items she needs.

Just take thermal weapons as an example, even the most advanced artillery will do.

In order to avoid suspicion, the couple had to find ways to make their own cannons, or to improve the northern barbarians' homemade cannons into more advanced ones.

General Ming felt better when he saw that Madam Jiang had no objection.

What kind of thing is this? Madam Jiang has made such a great contribution, and it can be said that she saved the lives of everyone in Black Stone City. But I dare not mention it or write about it, for fear that someone will see it and want to claim Madam Jiang as their own.

"Oh, damn, what is this?"

General Ming was cursing inwardly when he heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. He looked up and saw Captain Dong coming.

Oh, this is a soulmate.

Jiang Yan was sitting on the ground cleaning the homemade cannon. Not far away, she heard General Ming and Captain Dong cursing at each other.

Although they didn't say any names, Jiang Yan could tell that they were cursing the imperial court and the old witch (the Empress Dowager) who often made trouble.

Jiang Yan: I salute you for being real men.

Ye Zhan also felt that these two were not bad, not pedantic and knew how to adapt.

Jiang Yan cleared out the two homemade cannons, and the two people over there had almost finished cursing.

At General Ming's signal, Captain Dong came over to discuss ideas with Jiang Yan. "Madam Jiang, I remember you told that little girl before that we can grow sweet potatoes north of the moat and south of this river."

"Not only can we grow sweet potatoes, but we can also grow beans. Beans can nourish the soil, and maybe next year we can grow sorghum here."

"Grow sorghum?" Captain Dong looked around. "If we plant sorghum on all this open space and make wine from it, we'll be rich."

Jiang Yan: That’s next year’s matter. It’s too early to talk about it this year.

However, with these two money-grubbers and drunkards reminding her, Jiang Yan decided she needed to plant some more sorghum when she got home. Otherwise, by autumn, she was worried there wouldn't be enough homemade sorghum wine to go around.

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