We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

East of Bailang Water.

Fuxin Corps.

Pei Yuanxian held a long cylindrical object and placed it on his left eye, while the deputy general beside him spread out the map in his hand.

This thing is called "Thousand-mile Eyes", which is actually a telescope.

Glass had been invented, and related glass products naturally became popular.

The production of telescopes is not difficult, but they require careful polishing by craftsmen, so for the time being they can only be distributed to senior military officers.

"The location ahead is the one His Highness has marked." Pei Yuanxian frowned and put down his telescope. "There are actually Khitan tribes here. The intelligence didn't mention that."

The deputy general took the telescope from Pei Yuanxian and looked into the distance.

Sure enough, there was smoke rising up ahead, and one could see a number of raised felt tents.

"Captain, do you want me to lead my brothers to drive them away?" The deputy general was eager to try.

Pei Yuanxian thought for a moment and shook his head: "That's not necessary. We have just reached a truce with the Khitan. It's best not to provoke another war."

The Fuxin Corps was the only one of the four corps that was adjacent to the Khitan. Before leaving, Li Che had instructed them not to attack the other side unless necessary.

It’s not that they are afraid of the Khitans, but mainly because Feng State is in a period of rapid development and there is no need to open another front at this time.

"But... Captain, they don't look like they will give up." The deputy general put down his telescope and said silently.

"Oh?" Pei Yuanxian took the Thousand Miles Eye from the deputy general.

In the distance, the Khitan tribe was ready to move. The war horses were pulled out, and the knights put on their bows and arrows and mounted their horses.

"Chief, Chief!" An old man dressed as a priest hurriedly stopped the leading Khitan leader, "Don't advance rashly!"

"The Khan has ordered that we must not clash with the Qing people in the near future. We should rest and recuperate until the next day."

"Bullshit!" The young Khitan leader's eyes widened in anger. "Yelü Dahe is a coward. Why should he be my Great Khan?"

"Don't you see? The land occupied by the Qing people is our tribe's most fertile pasture. Without it, how can we graze our cattle and sheep?"

"This..." The old man was speechless for a moment, then said, "You can send an envoy to negotiate with them. Maybe they are just passing by."

The Khitan leader laughed in anger and flicked his whip, and the old man subconsciously let go of his hand.

"What a joke! When have we, the Khitan warriors, ever asked for peace first when we met?"

"You bring the shamans to pray for us, and then watch how I kill these weak Qing people!"

After saying this, the Khitan leader patted his warhorse and charged forward up the opposite hillside: "Khitan warriors, defeat the invading enemy!"

"Wow!"

The Khitan wolf riders behind them made all kinds of strange noises and surrounded the Fuxin Corps like an overwhelming force.

Pei Yuanxian put away his clairvoyance, his eyes full of strangeness.

"What are they thinking? How dare they, with only three or four thousand cavalrymen, charge into our army of ten thousand?"

The deputy general was also an old Fengtian Army veteran who had experienced several bloody battles. Hearing Pei Yuanxian's words, he couldn't help but sneer:

"That's how the Khitans are. They still think we are cowardly Qing people, but they don't know that Feng people are Feng people and Qing people are Qing people."

Pei Yuanxian glared at him and said, "What do you mean by celebrating people and serving people? Stop saying things that are not conducive to unity."

The deputy general smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, yes."

Pei Yuanxian sighed helplessly. The high-level generals in the Fengtian Army were all the same. They didn't know Daqing, but only knew Fengguo.

I don’t know whether such thinking is good or bad for Fengguo.

Seeing that the Khitan wolf cavalry had rushed to the foot of the mountain, the two thousand Fengtian Army soldiers in the corps had already formed up their battle formation and were ready for battle.

The Fengtian laborers also picked up farm tools and sickles and lined up behind the Fengtian Army formation, with tension and eagerness in their eyes.

Pei Yuanxian sat on his warhorse and drew the sword from his waist with his right hand.

The enemy was getting closer and closer. He could already see their arrogant faces and hear the Khitans' excited shouts.

"Hahaha, that Qingren brat didn't even run away!"

"Only two thousand soldiers, the rest are civilians, where do you get the courage from!"

"Wow... there are women too! Brothers, you are blessed today! The women of Qing Country are the most delicate."

"Rush!!!"

Pei Yuanxian had a blank expression on his face. He reached towards his waist with his left hand and pulled out a long-handled object.

"Ready!" the deputy general ordered coldly.

The Fengtian Army soldiers in the second and third rows simultaneously took out long-handled grenades from their waists and placed them on their chests.

"Delay for two seconds!" A cold light flashed in the deputy general's eyes, "Now!"

呲呲呲——

Hundreds of soldiers pulled out the fuses at the same time, and the Fengtian Army's front was immediately covered by white smoke.

"put!"

Whoosh whoosh—

The Fengtian Army was in a dominant position, and each grenade drew a beautiful parabola.

bang bang bang-

Some grenades exploded in mid-air, some had their fuses extinguished by the strong wind, but most of them fell at the feet of the Khitan cavalry with white smoke.

Explosions came and went.

This Khitan tribe had obviously never fought against the Fengtian Army and had no experience in dealing with grenades.

In an instant, a huge commotion broke out, the cavalry line was blown to pieces, and countless people were killed or injured.

Among the survivors, half turned and ran, while the other half stubbornly rushed up the hillside.

Pei Yuanxian shook his head, feeling a little bored.

He waved his hand, and the Fengtian Army soldiers in front of him howled like wild wolves, drew their weapons and rushed towards the chaotic enemy formation.

After a stick of incense.

Pei Yuanxian stepped on the Khitan leader's head, his face full of confusion: "I really don't understand, why are you messing with us for no reason?"

The Khitan leader could not respond to him.

Because now he only has a head left.

The deputy general, covered in blood, returned to Pei Yuanxian excitedly and said, "Captain, this battle was a great victory. I have sent my brothers to capture the Khitan camp."

"Yeah." Pei Yuanxian nodded. "What are the casualties?"

"One seriously injured, more than ten slightly injured." The deputy general cursed inwardly, "The seriously injured guy was a fool. He held the grenade wrong, and the flames scorched his face."

"I understand." Pei Yuanxian nodded. "Report this to His Highness. Tell him that our army was attacked by the Khitan tribe and that we had no choice but to destroy the tribe. Please punish us, His Highness."

"Yes!"

"Go! Plant the flag here." Pei Yuanxian smiled faintly, "Tell the barbarians nearby that this place belongs to Fengguo!"

"understand!"

Soon, two flags were raised high.

One flag had the word "Feng" written on it, and the other had the word "Fuxin" written on it.

. . . . . .

Dalian Corps.

On the coast, the 'Dalian' military flag flutters in the wind.

Zhang Shengxiang looked up and saw a vast expanse of sparkling blue water in front of him. The waves gently hit the rocks on the beach, making a pleasant sound.

A few seabirds were soaring and circling in the sky, and their calls were intertwined with the sound of waves.

Zhang Shengxiang took a deep breath, and the slightly salty fresh air made his heart flutter.

Is this the sea?

No wonder His Highness wanted to build a city here, the scenery is really nice.

Zhang Shengxiang turned around, looked at the familiar faces, and said with a smile, "Everyone, we're here."

The crowd erupted in cheers, their enthusiasm surging like the waves of the ocean.

There is no road from Chaoyang City to this place, and everyone has to fight their way through the thorns and bushes. The journey is not easy at all.

Zhang Shengxiang stretched out his hand to suppress it and said loudly, "Let's build the shelter first. Men, go cut down trees, and women, collect leaves and put up the tent."

Everyone followed orders and the camp soon became busy.

Zhang Shengxiang called his deputy general and said, "Go, have Old Horseman come to see me."

Not long after, a little old man about fifty years old came jogging over.

Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles, he looked very energetic and in good health, with a pair of sparkling little eyes.

"Captain, you call me."

Zhang Shengxiang nodded and said, "Old Ma, do you know why His Highness specifically assigned you to my Dalian Corps?"

The old horse head smiled innocently and said, "Your Highness is impressed by my craftsmanship."

Don’t be fooled by Lao Matou’s ordinary appearance, he actually has a great background.

He used to be a supervisor at the Longjiang Shipyard and is an experienced shipbuilder.

Even among all the craftsmen in Chaoyang City, he was among the highest paid, but he had not been able to fully utilize his abilities before.

Now that I have joined the Dalian Military Region, I can finally specialize in my field.

"I just want to ask you one question. I'll give you enough manpower. When can you build a ship?"

The old horse-headed man looked embarrassed. "Captain, you don't know that this ship can't be built just by wanting to. Important parts like the keel require special wood."

"Even though we have the ability to build ships, without the necessary materials, we can't make a good ship without the necessary materials."

Zhang Shengxiang frowned and said, "I didn't tell you to build a big ship. First, build some small boats and sampans for fishermen to use."

Among the four major corps, the Dalian Corps has the most special selection of personnel.

Most of the soldiers were southerners who were familiar with water, the laborers were basically fishermen, and even the barbarian slaves were selected from fishing and hunting tribes.

Live by the mountain, eat by the mountain; live by the water, eat by the water. Dalian is close to the coastline, and for quite a long time, the main source of food has been seafood and fish from the sea.

"Ah." The old horse head breathed a sigh of relief. "That's easy. Give me a month."

Zhang Shengxiang nodded and asked curiously, "What about the big ship? When can we build a big ship?"

The old horse head said helplessly: "I'm afraid it's difficult. A large ship not only needs a strong keel, but also skilled craftsmen and a large dock."

"The most critical process in shipbuilding is caulking. We don't have many craftsmen who can do it, so it's hard to do it quickly."

Zhang Shengxiang nodded and waved his hand to let Lao Ma leave.

He stared at the coast, his heart in turmoil.

Following Li Che for these days has made him develop a habit.

That is, when encountering a problem, he would put himself in Li Che's shoes and imagine what His Highness would do if he were here.

His eyes fell on the sea, and Zhang Shengxiang suddenly remembered that Goryeo, Silla and Baekje should be on the other side of the sea, right?

It seems that they have... not only ships, but also a large number of skilled shipbuilders?

The deputy general beside him came over and said, "Captain? What are you thinking about?"

Zhang Shengxiang suddenly woke up and murmured, "I suddenly had a bold idea, but I don't know if it's feasible."