MTL - The Big Landlord-Chapter 364 Finally confess

Where does the formula of Ziwei Country come from? There is no clue as to how they can guess and guess.

The plan to go to Huangshayuan immediately changed. If Jingshan Prefecture had fine spies, the problem would be big, so they decided to change to Jingshan.

Jingshan Prefecture is not far from the waters of Ningshui.

Take the boat down the river, then change the land, fast horses, and arrive in Jingshan Prefecture in two days.

Under the influence of the war, the rhythm of Jingshan Prefecture began to accelerate, but there was no abnormality. Whether it was Anziran’s artillery workshop or the people’s as usual, it was safe to see that the formula was missing.

If an important recipe for a fried bow is lost for a long time, the people at the arsenal cannot be found at all, so this situation is really abnormal.

"Wang Ye."

Ge Qianan knew that the news of their return immediately came out to pick them up. His expression was not flustered or bad.

The hearts of the people can almost certainly not be spoiled to leak their formula, but the doubts in the heart are getting deeper and deeper.

There were other veterans guarding the border town. After the Seventh went to Huangshayuan, Ge Qianan and Zhong Yue rushed over, so it was only a few days before them.

Through these few days, Ge Qianan began a thorough investigation. All the suspects were investigated by him, including Luo Changfeng who made the mystery. But unfortunately, they have no problem.

It takes time from the production of the bow to the battlefield.

Assuming they have a complete formula, it doesn't take long to make a batch of fried bows. It takes more time to ship, from Ziwei to Huangshayuan, and at least a month to manufacture.

A month ago, the review in various parts of Asia was still strict, especially in Jingshan Prefecture. It was impossible for someone to do it without knowing it. Not to mention that there were few people who could reach the core of the formula. Ge Qian’an alone smashed them. When I came out to investigate, I found that it was not.

"There is only one answer."

An Ziran gently tapped the table, his eyes deep and dignified.

Fu Wutian said: "The recipe should not flow out of us."

"what is the problem?"

Shao Fei has been confused. If it wasn’t for the fineness of them here, how did Ziwei’s formula get the formula of the fried bow? It’s impossible to change it out of thin air. Ziwei is not a big Asian, and it can become a Wang Hao out of thin air. .

"This problem may not be answered in a short period of time." An Ziran said, "The problem we must solve first is how to solve the increasingly unfavorable situation."

Originally, Da Ya prevailed. Now Ziwei also has a fried bow list. The advantage of belonging to Da Ya disappears. If you don't want to solve this situation, then Da Ya is likely to be crushed and beaten. They can't afford the war of attrition.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, including An Ziran did not expect the Ziwei country to be able to match the bow.

This kind of thing should only be made by the person who has the memory of his life. His advantage is still from memory.

As for Ziwei, even if they get a bombing list that can't be exploded on the battlefield and bring it back to study, it is impossible to study it. It is not only necessary to know the proportion of the fried bow, but knowledge is also important, if not ever contacted. In this regard, it may still be under study now.

"Wang Hao still remembers the fake emperor." Fu Wutian seems to think of something.

When An Ziran heard it, he knew what he wanted to say. He had to say that the husband and wife were more and more tacit.

"Of course, I remember that the fake emperor was instructed by the purple micro-country. Their purpose was to find the formula of the fried bow single, so it was possible to rule out that time, but the spies of Ziwei and Wanqingguo were already solved by us. So, it is certain that the formula is definitely not out of the big Ya, it is also certain that Ziwei is the formula to get the fried bow."

"No matter what, as long as the formula does not flow out of us, it will not shake the heart." Guan Wei said.

What they are most worried about is this.

"Zi Weiguo's fried bow list is already famous. The Wanqing country of Rongguo will definitely ask the Ziwei country. Soon there will be a bow-bill list in other places. We need to prepare." Fu Wutian stood up, then the next one The real hard battle.

The next day, Fu Wutian and several people set off for Huangshayuan.

Since the Jiuqu Mountain Range was occupied by Daya, the advantage of the border town of Wanli City has turned to Daya. Rong Guo’s repeated attacks have not benefited, but they have lost a lot of troops.

At the moment, there are veterans sitting in the town, and the Jiuqu Mountains don't have to worry about being attacked.

Huangshayuan and Bianguan have a certain distance, but it is not very far from Xiaoguo Hongye. Since the war, Hongyeguo has blocked trade and commerce, and completely has a "you don't care about us" attitude, and it will be "high." The spirit of "hanging" has reached its peak.

Huangshayuan has no terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is just a vast flat land. The iron hoof is over and the yellow sand is rolling. Since the war, there have been numerous bones buried here. There are soldiers from Daya, and there are also Ziwei and Rongguo. The soldiers carry the cruelty and ruthlessness of the war.

There are no barriers to the city in Huangshayuan. The army of Daya can only camp in the same place, but Ziwei and Rongguo are also the same.

It has been half a month since the start of the war, and the number of engagements between the two sides is not many. Because of the taboos on both sides, it has been calm in recent days.

The arrival of Fu Wutian revived morale.

The Seventh Party sent them to pick up their generals and led them to the tent of the Lord. In the first battle of Huang Shayuan, the more the seven were the main players, the pressure was not small.

The man was kept outside, and the more seven explained Fu Wutian's situation for half a month, and put a fried bow on the table.

"Wang Ye Wang, this fried bow is made by Ziwei, and it looks like a single mold from our outside."

This is the case, the soldiers will wonder if the formula leaked.

An Ziran took the fried bow and looked at it.

Fu Wutian handed him a knife.

An Ziran took over and opened the frying bow alone, and poured out the mixed saltpetite and other ingredients inside. The people did not study this aspect and could only watch it.

"The composition of this fried bow is not the same as our fried bow."

After a while, An Ziran reached this conclusion.

"How to say?"

"I should have said that the proportion of the ingredients is different. The power of the fried bow will be different. The more the seven should have been found, the purple bow should not be as powerful as our fried bow." An Ziran looks at the seven.

No. 7 nod, "Yes, according to my observation, the purple bow of the country is only half of our power."

"This kind of bow-bill I have studied before, but because it is not powerful enough, I was eliminated early, and only I know that it is impossible for Ziwei to get its formula." Because he never wrote it. Formula.

"If it is not from us, how is the purple bowing of the purple country?" Is it that they can't research it themselves?" The more seven doubts, he remembers that Wang Hao said that only one person in the world knows him. How to make a fried bow single.

"I think I know the reason."

An Ziran said, the eyes of everyone are concentrated on him.

"This may be incredible, so... the fewer people you know, the better."

Shao Fei can't help but be disappointed.

Wang Wei’s meaning is definitely to just tell Wang Ye.

In the early days, Shao Fei and Yue Qi detached from the tent, and there were only An Ziran and Fu Wutian left in the tent. They were quiet again, and finally Fu Wutian broke the silence.

"What do you want to say to Wang Wang?"

An Ziran had a hard time looking at him with a trace of struggle. He held his hand on his chin and his eyes looked away. "Actually, I always felt that there was nothing to say about that kind of thing." This is his first time showing his guilty conscience. expression.

"What kind of thing?"

"Well... the past."

"How much?" Fu Wutian eyes with a smile, a pinpoint in the blood.

An Ziran hesitated a bit or decided to confess, anyway, it would not drop a piece of meat, and considered the road: "Is it counted?"

Fu Wutian raised his eyebrows. "Wang Hao should not want to tell this king. Wang Hao has the memory of his life, so he will know how to make the bow, so it will become different from before?"

An Ziran already knew that he would not find his change, but he did not ask, he did not care, because he always felt that it was not important, and it was not a question of trust and distrust.

"Accurately, it can be regarded as the last life from the future..."

If you want to be frank, then you can be honest, but in fact, he can't figure out what it means to revive the corpse. He used to think about it, so he never thought about it. The only thing he definitely said is that he The last life is definitely dead. In that case, the body is scum, even if there is no way to find the way back.