Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

This was because the First Prince had clearly ordered them to slow down.    

He had taken advantage of this time to do two things.    

The first thing he did was ask the artisans in the army to make a breastplate. The breastplate was very large, and it could even affect their movements. The exterior was made of fine iron, and the interior was made of soft wood shavings and thick leather.    

The other thing was to let a team of over ten thousand people practice the forward pounce!    

After putting on the breastplate, he threw himself at an object that was flying at a rapid speed. After he pounced on it, he immediately pressed it down with his four limbs and protected it with all his might.    

The entire set of actions allowed those people to practice it over and over again.    

At first, they had no idea what was going on with the armor, but some of the First Prince's subordinates could not bear to tell them the truth.    

To put it bluntly, it was to have them pounce on those heavenly thunders and earthly fires. As long as someone threw themselves on them, they would be able to minimize the power of the explosions to the greatest extent.    

The people around them would be able to rely on this advantage to survive.    

The truth was that it was so cruel that no one could accept it.    

However, those soldiers did not have much of a reaction. They did not even have the anger and resistance that people expected.    

They accepted it.    

They even practiced more seriously.    

Soon, the news reached the First Prince.    

At first, he broke out in cold sweat.    

After two days of observation, he found that the army had not changed. Instead, it was those people who were more focused on their training.    

He couldn't help but look for a few people to ask about the doubts in his heart.    

"You all know that This King wants you to die?"    

"Your Highness, we know."    

"If you know, why didn't you resist? You didn't even have the most basic anger?"    

They looked at each other.    

One of the older men walked out.    

Although he was older, he was only in his early thirties.    

He smiled bitterly and said to the First Prince, "Your Highness, do you know how many soldiers are sent to Northgard every year?"    

The First Prince shook his head.    

The soldier said, "One hundred thousand per year, never reduced."    

"One hundred thousand yuan per year?! How was that possible? How could This King not know that there would be such a huge conscription?"    

Soldier A said," Not just conscription, the prisoners sent and supposed to be executed, as well as conscription, plus the number of troops recruited from the surrounding Subordinate Countries, can barely be counted to a hundred thousand. "    

" A hundred thousand... really quite a lot... " The First Prince thought for a moment and was suddenly stunned. He suddenly asked, "What's going on? If there are one hundred thousand new recruits every year, then shouldn't there be a lot of soldiers and armor in Northgard?!"    

The veteran replied, "Of course not. No matter how much we eat, it won't be enough. The number of soldiers there will always be four hundred thousand. There won't be any more."    

" In other words... in Northgard, can 100 thousand soldiers die in a year? "    

The First Prince was extremely shocked.    

The veteran sighed and said, "That's right. The war in Northgard has consumed a lot of energy. So, as long as Your Highness's actions this time can reduce the casualties of these four hundred thousand soldiers, it will be enough. The Northgard needed 400,000 soldiers. If it was too little, then the Northgard would not be able to protect it. Even if it was for His Highness's victory, we would still be sacrificed as cannon fodder. We are clear that this method will be able to minimize the losses suffered by the entire army. "    

The First Prince fell silent.    

After thinking for a while, he asked, "What exactly... is in the Northgard?"    

The veteran shook his head and said, "The rules of the Northgard are very strict. It is more important than one's life. Unless Your Highness ascends to Dabao one day, if not, forgive us for not being able to tell you."    

"Only by sitting in that position?"    

"Yes, only by sitting in that position."    

"... " Alright! We should be able to return to the capital this time."    

The First Prince was extremely certain.    

It was as if victory was within his grasp.    

The veteran bitterly smiled.    

He did not think highly of the First Prince, but he was smart enough to keep his thoughts to himself.    

As the army continued to march forward, a group of seven suddenly charged forward, covered in dust.    

Upon seeing the army, he immediately issued a decree to meet the First Prince.    

This was the most official imperial decree, and it was covered with a golden seal. This was the document with the highest political effectiveness in the North Wei.    

It was even more important than his majesty's personal visit!    

This king had been in power for more than forty years and had only issued three such imperial edicts.    

When the First Prince saw the imperial decrees, he was silent for a moment. Then, he suddenly gave the order for his subordinates to capture those imperial messengers and lock them up.    

The imperial decrees were also set ablaze.    

With this, he could pretend that he had never received this Imperial Decree.    

However, in just two days, another seven people had brought the same Imperial Decree.    

The First Prince took a deep breath and used the same trick again.    

In the end, after another two days, the third Imperial Decree was issued.    

The First Prince's expression changed slightly.    

He took a deep breath and gave the order.    

After that... It was the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh!    

Seven imperial decrees, seven people each with a golden seal.    

The First Prince finally felt an inexplicable pressure.    

Although each of the golden decrees looked similar, there were still subtle differences.    

In particular, the wording at the end was clearly a warning for the First Prince's decision.    

In fact, according to the distance between Great Royal Court and this place, these seven golden tokens had been issued at the same time. It wasn't that they knew the First Prince's reaction and went to get new ones. In other words, His Majesty had already completely predicted the First Prince's response, which was why he had issued these seven golden tokens.    

His Majesty had emphasized one point in the seventh golden order.    

After the seventh golden order was the official order.    

It was a decree that could make the First Prince completely lose the right to inherit the Northern Wei.    

This was because King of Northern Wei wanted to say a huge lie!    

He wanted to say that the First Prince was not his biological son!    

This matter was also the secret edict that the eunuch who had given him the seventh golden decree took out when he was captured. He showed it to the First Prince on the spot, and when he finished reading it, he threw the secret edict into the torch!    

The person had been fished out, but the secret edict had already been burned to ashes.    

He had not given the First Prince a single chance.    

As for this decree, it was no different from the king smearing feces and urine on his face, making him the laughingstock of everyone in the world.    

However, he did indeed have the ability to kick the First Prince out of the ranks of the heirs.    

It was very simple.    

No matter how capable one was, without a bloodline, it was completely useless!    

The First Prince was shocked.    

He understood his father.    

He knew his father's inspirational thinking.    

He understood his helplessness.    

He felt that he was stronger than his father, more decisive and decisive than him. He knew better than him what it meant to be a hero with a broken wrist and more courage.    

But now, he suddenly realized that in terms of the spirit of cutting a man's wrist, he really didn't seem to be able to compare to his father.    

So he was stunned for a moment.    

Should he go back to Great Royal Court, or not?    

The news of the destruction of the Great Royal Court had yet to spread. Obviously, the Xiao family's army had yet to enter the territory of the Great Royal Court.    

But now, it was time for the survival of the Northern Wei.    

What was his father trying to do?    

What was he thinking?    

He would rather destroy the Northern Wei than to touch the four hundred thousand defending troops of the Northgard.    

Or perhaps... he already had the means to defend against the enemy, so he didn't need the First Prince to do so much?    

Or could it be that even if he died, he did not want to use this military power to sit on that throne?    

It was possible!    

But no matter which one it was, it didn't seem to be right. There were things that couldn't be explained, and things that couldn't be understood.    

Then what exactly was going on?    

He fell silent.    

He locked himself in the middle tent.    

One day, two days, all the way until the tenth day, the troops had no choice but to move, because this was not a suitable place for garrison troops. 400 thousand troops, humans, horses, and food were not something that could be provided in such a remote area.    

Along the way, all the military supplies were obtained from that place. Other than that, there was not much else they could do.    

Before the troops and horses moved, grain was needed. The grain that supported the 400 thousand troops was not something that he could easily allocate.    

That was a right that only belonged to the Monarch. He was the First Prince, but in the end, he was not the Monarch.    

On the 11th day, he could only pull out the camp, but he was still confused about whether he should continue on his way to Great Royal Court or turn back...    

A fast horse galloped over.    

The rider on top of him staggered and fell off his horse. Before he could get up, he shouted loudly, "Qin Country... Withdraw!"