After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Two hours later.

The army successfully arrived at the border town, and they rested there, waiting to go to the military camp the next day. Because of the sudden attack, Zeng Yi attached great importance to the security of the surrounding area and ordered the soldiers to take turns to rest and stand guard, and set up at least three hidden lines and three visible lines for all food, fodder and firearms.

It was not until the next day that the army set out again. After a whole day of swaying, they finally reached the military camp.

They were traveling light and at full speed, so of course they were going extremely fast. However, after all, they were carrying food, fodder, and firearms, so the speed was much slower.

It took a day and a half to arrive!

Marquis Pingning solemnly received the army led by Lu Xingzhou and Shen Yan, and listened to their detailed introduction.

At this time, in the military tent, Lu Xingzhou was still talking incessantly, introducing the application of his firearms on the battlefield. Pingning Hou listened with a bewildered look on his face. If it was really so magical, wouldn't it be called a divine weapon?

Zeng Yi, who was standing by, saw the general's puzzled expression, so he told him everything about how the marching team was ambushed by the barbarians when they went to pick up the people.

The reason I didn't speak before was to wait for this moment.

The general was stunned and shocked, standing up on the spot. In excitement, he smashed the military case with a slap.

Shocked?

I was also shocked at that time!

Zeng Yi thought to himself.

"If you don't believe me, the captured barbarians are now being watched by the generals on the training ground. You will know the answer immediately!"

Zeng Yi added fuel to the fire because the general was only concerned with ordering people to receive food and fodder during the reception.

How could he know that General Lu brought not only food and fodder, but also firearms and prisoners!

"Two thousand barbarians, all defeated in less than an hour?" Pingning Hou still couldn't believe it. Lu Xingzhou coughed lightly and added:

"To be precise, when the cannons were set up and bombarded, they scared off one-third of the enemy. It can't be considered a complete defeat!"

Marquis Pingning: ………

Everyone present: …

That's outrageous, okay?

"Come on, take me to see what this magical weapon that kills enemies like a torrent is." Pingning Hou didn't care about etiquette and directly pulled Lu Xingzhou's arm and hurried out.

When he actually saw the big black thing, he was even more excited and touched it all over. Finally, he asked Lu Xingzhou to demonstrate it to him.

So, the soldiers of the Firearms Battalion fired the red cannon directly at the small hill not far away. When the cannon sounded, the entire top of the hill was flattened.

Such astonishing shock left many soldiers present stunned.

Pingning Hou roared excitedly, "Great, great! With this divine weapon, our Great Yong will be able to crush Nanzhao and pacify the four barbarians in no time!"

The generals were so excited that they didn't know what to do. They had previously complained about the court delaying their food supplies, but now that they saw the reinforcements coming, those complaints had long disappeared.

That night, in the military tent.

Marquis Pingning personally hosted a banquet, and all the generals and soldiers came to accompany them, just to welcome Lu Xingzhou and Shen Yan!

During the banquet, Lin Shen, a military officer, raised his glass to Lu Xingzhou and then to Shen Yan. When facing Lu Xingzhou, he did not hide his admiration for him, but he was a little more contemptuous of Shen Yan.

He knew that Shen Yan was a new noble in the capital, and that he was granted the title of Earl thanks to the emperor's guilt towards the Duke of Ying's Mansion, instead of fighting on the battlefield like them, risking their lives and not knowing whether they would have the chance to be granted the title of Earl in this lifetime.

Therefore, they looked down upon nobles like Ying Jibo.

And his battalion, the Flying Ball Battalion, didn't sound like a serious thing. He had heard from Zeng Yi that during the raid, the Flying Ball Battalion would be of no use at all and could only protect food and supplies.

Thinking of this, Lieutenant Lin looked at Shen Yan with a bit of contempt. Such a noble man must have been deliberately stuffed into the military camp by His Majesty to make money!

"Uncle Ying Ji, Uncle Ying Ji is so young, yet His Majesty has entrusted him with such an important task. I really admire you. Uncle Ying Ji, please!" General Lin raised his glass with a smile on his lips.

The other generals were also happy to see the joke. They respected Lu Xingzhou because he had shown them the power of firearms, but this Ying Jibo...

How can I put it? I still don’t know how deep it is!

Shen Yan's expression remained unchanged as he raised his glass to greet him.

When Marquis Pingning saw this scene, he knew that the generals were dissatisfied, but this Ying Jibo was the last blood of his old friend after all, so he had to protect him.

"Okay, even eating can't stop you from talking!"

"General, we are not being rude, but we are just curious about what is so magical about the Flying Ball Camp led by Ying Jibo?" Li Da, the left vanguard general, was the most straightforward. He didn't like beating around the bush and spoke directly.

"General, when will the attack begin? Since all the generals are curious, they will have to provide some assistance!" Shen Yan stood up and bowed to Marquis Pingning.

"Um...nephew! How do you plan to assist?" Seeing that Shen Yan was not afraid at all, Marquis Pingning couldn't help but ask.

"General, the Flying Ball Camp is called Flying Ball because it can fly into the air and fight in coordination!" Shen Yan said here.

Suddenly remembering what Zhong Ning had said, he continued, "In other words, it means attacking the enemy's airspace!"

"Fly into the air? That's nonsense!" Someone shouted, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

Shen Yan still had a faint smile on his face, not intending to explain too much, but Lu Xingzhou suddenly said, "If we want to defeat Nanzhao, the Flying Ball Camp is indispensable. Its attack effect is no less than that of firearms!"

"I admire Uncle Ying Ji for being able to develop such a rare thing as the flying ball!" After saying that, Lu Xingzhou raised his glass, saluted Shen Yan solemnly, and then drank the wine in the glass.

"Lord Lu, you are too polite. Lord Lu is a rare military prodigy. I, I am only following the guidance of Princess Zhaohua. Without the guidance of Her Royal Highness, who knows when this flying ball would be unveiled!"

Everyone present was silent.

They had some doubts just now, but when they saw Lu Xingzhou openly defending them, they realized that things might not be as simple as they thought.

Officer Lin looked puzzled and asked bluntly, "Can the Flying Ball Battalion really fly?"

"Of course!" Shen Yan replied.

"The Flying Ball Camp was built by His Majesty's personal order. If it were useless, why would it be unnecessary? Generals, there's no need to question it. The outcome will be clear when the battle begins!"

Marquis Pingning was actually a little skeptical, but seeing that Lu Xingzhou and Shen Yan both said so, he could only suppress his curiosity for the time being. After all, the people were already here, so he had to take it out for a walk to see whether it was a mule or a horse!

Just as Marquis Pingning was about to say a few more words to liven up the atmosphere and prevent it from being too cold, he heard a noisy sound coming from outside the military tent.

"What's going on?" Pingning Hou asked angrily. Today is the day to welcome Lu Xingzhou and Shen Yan. It is the time to show the strict discipline of our Southern Army. How can they be so presumptuous?