The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 941 -: General Pei_3

Chapter 941: Chapter: General Pei_3

"Hahaha! Hahaha!" Emperor Chu Wen let out a string of wild laughter, "Heaven blesses My Great Chu! Heaven blesses My Great Chu!"

"Emperor! Has there been good news from the front?" Shen Bi urgently asked.

Emperor Chu Wen, holding an urgent message, stood up, "Under An Liefeng’s command, a genius emerged, not only has he invented the Thunder Cannon, but he has also created a mortar, whose power is ten, even a hundred times more formidable than the Thunder Cannon! We’ve already recaptured four cities!"

Upon hearing this, joy and excitement surged in the hearts of all the ministers, some even wept with emotion, "My Great Chu is saved! Heaven bless Our Emperor!"

"Heaven bless Our Emperor! Long live the Emperor, long live, long live!"

A murderous intent rose in the eyes of Emperor Chu Wen, "Wa Ci, Rong Clan, show no mercy!"

"Our Emperor is wise! Show no mercy! Show no mercy!" the ministers shouted unconsciously.

"Summon someone! Appoint An Liefeng as the Military General for Northern Conquest! Appoint Pei Hansan as Military Justice General, bestow the Dragon Spring Treasure Sword! After the battle ends, further rewards will be granted!" Emperor Chu Wen decreed immediately.

The ministers gasped, An Liefeng was a hereditary military commander, so it was appropriate to appoint him as Military General for Northern Conquest. But Pei Hansan had really reached the clouds in one step! The Emperor even bestowed the Dragon Spring Treasure Sword!

After Pei Qin received the decree, she held the glittering, gem-embedded Dragon Spring Treasure Sword, observing it for a while, she muttered, "Isn’t this thing all show and no use?"

"The Dragon Spring Treasure Sword slices through iron like mud!" Feng Wei really wanted to give her an ignorant glance, a woman leading troops in battle, and even receiving a military title for something. Except for military prostitutes, women were forbidden in the camp. It would be up to the young master to clean up this mess for her!

Pei Qin drew the Dragon Spring Sword and struck a pillar in front of her.

It was too late for Feng Wei and Lu Hai to stop her.

The Dragon Spring Treasure Sword, true to its name, sliced through iron like mud; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been stored in the palace.

The pillar under the thatched roof cracked and collapsed.

Luckily, Lu Hai was quick to pull her out, saving her from being crushed under the thatched roof.

"It’s really powerful!" Pei Qin immediately liked it, weapons like these weren’t allowed in modern times. The knife her grandfather left behind had several notches on the blade and was treasured in the study.

Seeing the envious and admiring looks from everyone, Pei Qin holding the Dragon Spring Sword, thought for a moment, "I don’t know how to use this!"

Everyone instantly collapsed; this was the Emperor’s personally bestowed Dragon Spring Treasure Sword, and she dared to say she didn’t know how to use it! Moreover, she said it with such confidence!

Dou He opened his mouth as if he wanted to teach her.

Mo Heng already spoke, "I’ll teach you."

"Little Han San! I can teach you too!" Dou He glanced at him but still said with a smile.

Pei Qin was considering choosing him, but what was this Little Han San? Why did it sound so much like ’Little Traitor’? Damn it! In what way did she resemble a traitor!?

Seeing her somewhat hostile gaze, Dou He was baffled, listening as Pei Qin chose Mo Heng to teach her, bitterly watching Mo Heng’s overly handsome face. Was it because he was ugly? Could it be just because Mo Heng was handsome that she chose him?

"General Dou, shall we have a spar?" Mo Heng asked indifferently, looking at him.

"Uh... sure! It’s been a long time since I practiced fighting with someone!" Dou He always wanted to test Mo Heng’s skills.

But soon, he regretted it, feeling that he had accepted the challenge too hastily.

Mo Heng didn’t consider sparing his face as a general at all, defeating him with punches until he couldn’t get up.

Dou He’s face turned red and dark with indignation, but he had to admit defeat; his martial arts were indeed inferior. This Mo Heng, with such a handsome face, turned out to be equally skilled in martial arts.

Watching Pei Qin excitedly follow Mo Heng to learn swordplay made him feel even more depressed. Just because he’s handsome! She chose him for that alone!

Choosing someone else, Pei Qin could only dream. If she didn’t choose him, this reserved man would indeed strike her mercilessly when he turned around.

Mo Heng was quite pleased that she had chosen him. From now on, he could spend every day with her under the pretext of teaching her swordplay.

However, Pei Qin didn’t have much time; her main time had to be spent on producing mortar shells. The mortar stands didn’t require her constant supervision, but her team still hadn’t mastered the manufacturing of shells. The Thunder Cannon had its uses too, and since General An insisted on it, they had to continue manufacturing it.

Frag grenades were easier to make than incendiary gren

ades. Apart from training the Mortar Barracks soldiers, Pei Qin squeezed out time to practice swordplay with Mo Heng, spending all her time in the Cannon Manufacturing Factory.

Hand grenades were soon developed, and the three hundred soldiers of the Mortar Barracks were quickly equipped with hand grenades to support An Liefeng, Dou He, and Mo Heng in their battles.