Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji grinned and almost cried.

Not for anything else, just for what I just thought, it was really too miserable!

Oh my god, can we discuss it and let me wear it back?

There are so many beautiful wives and concubines, why don’t I want any of them?

Zhao Ji, who had secretly vented his emotions in his heart, looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Wiggly, with pity written all over his body.

It’s not that Zhao Ji never thought about working hard to become stronger, it’s not that he never thought about reviving Chaogang, improving military strength, and doing his best to resist foreign enemies.

But the difficulty of doing that is almost the same as asking him to travel back to modern society.

Cai Jing, as the leader of the four traitors and the king of the six thieves, holds important positions such as prime minister and grand master.

The position of prime minister is the actual person in power in the court, second only to the emperor, and is recognized as the head of the hundred officials.

If we were to switch to Zhao Ji's previous life, it would be almost equivalent to the position of Prime Minister.

Let such a corrupt official, almost a money-making machine, sit in such an important position.

I'm afraid there are really not many people in the world who can do it except Zhao Ji.

If Prime Minister Zhuge from the Three Kingdoms period could travel here...

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji's face showed a very rare smile.

So what am I still worried about?

After squeezing out Cai Jing, all he had to do was send an imperial edict to Prime Minister Zhuge.

Within two years of following you, first quell the civil strife, and then destroy the Jin and Liao countries!

As for me, as long as I discuss the relationship between life and ideals with my beloved concubines every day, it is equivalent to sitting on the Diaoyutai.

Hey……

But fantasy is just fantasy after all!

As for Tong Guan, as the Privy Councilor and Tutor of the Song Dynasty, his authority was as great as heaven.

In Zhao Ji's previous life, he was equivalent to the Minister of National Defense.

But this guy is a replica of Cai Jing. He can do almost nothing except eating, drinking and having fun with his superiors, and extorting money from his subordinates.

In addition to these two people, others such as Gao Qiu and Yang Jian are no different from Cai Jing and Tong Guan.

When it comes to talents, they are all horribly shallow.

When it comes to things like excessive taxation, corruption and perversion of the law, and flattery, everyone is an expert.

If these 'crouching dragons and phoenix chicks' are allowed to assist, even if their master is a talented person, he will probably die young.

The more Zhao Ji thought about it, the more desperate he became, and the more he thought about it, the more desolate he became.

Gradually, the smile on his face disappeared.

His eyes were even more terrifyingly empty.

if……

What if I could use the mechanical manufacturing knowledge I learned in my previous life to create some killer weapons in this world?

Wouldn’t it mean that people who stand in the way kill people, and Buddhas who stand in the way kill Buddhas?

When this inspiration suddenly entered Zhao Ji's mind.

He couldn't help but arouse some hope for life in his heart.

bomber?

That’s all, that thing is unrealistic!

Just an aerospace engine is not something that a small mechanical manufacturing graduate like me can develop.

AK-47 automatic rifle?

Although I had seen the schematic drawings of that kind of gun on the Internet a few years ago.

But judging from the industrial level of this period, if you want to build that thing, it will definitely be difficult to succeed in less than 30 to [-] years.

But what about making a rifle with a relatively simple manufacturing process?

Can its manufacturing time be significantly shortened?

Although the shooting accuracy of the simple rifle is not high and the shooting speed is slow, compared with the bows and arrows of this period, it has one advantage that is unparalleled.

That is, shooting range!

The general effective range of crossbows in the Song Dynasty was only a little over 100 meters.

Slightly more advanced rifles can shoot to 200 meters or even more than 300 meters.

Such a long shooting distance alone is enough to suppress all enemy arms.

What if three groups of people take turns shooting?

Can the shortcomings of its slow rate of fire be effectively compensated?

Yes, yes!

But the blocking ability of the simple rifle alone is still somewhat inferior after all.

What if I could create some more powerful weapons?

When the Jin cavalry brazenly invades the Central Plains, will our Song Dynasty soldiers be more secure in winning this battle?

But what should we build as a great weapon for land warfare?

This kind of weaponry is both powerful and destructive, and also has a simple and easy-to-manufacture process.

Otherwise, in this era, everything is empty talk.

Unconsciously, Zhao Ji frowned with worry.

At the same time, a rather delicate left hand was involuntarily placed on his chin and began to rub his beard.

When all of this was reflected in Liu Meiren's beautiful eyes, she couldn't help but be surprised and worried.

I always thought that Zhao Ji's brain was completely damaged by today's collision.

If not, how can we explain this feeling of sadness, joy, contemplation, and sighing?

Liu Meiren wanted to show concern for Zhao Ji, but she was worried that she would shock him and make his illness worse.

But what if you go out quickly to call the imperial doctor?

She was also worried that without her escort, something else would go wrong with Zhao Ji.

My heart was anxious, and I couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of my eyes.

But before a few drops of crystal fell, Zhao Ji's loud shout frightened her back.

"tank!"

"Hahaha……"

"That's the tank!"

"That thing is called the King of Land Warfare. With this deadly weapon in hand, even if it overwhelms the world, what's there to fear?"

Just when bursts of flames were rising in Zhao Ji's eyes, Beauty Liu had already burst into tears.

As soon as his body softened, he suddenly fell into Zhao Ji's arms.

Her arms were shaking slightly, her eyes were red, and she was choking:

"The official family..."

"It's all my concubine's fault for pushing you into this state."

"If anything happens to the official family in the future, I will never live alone!"

The excitement on Zhao Ji's face gradually faded away, because he really didn't understand how this woman, who was fine just now, was crying so sadly in the blink of an eye:

"Why is my beloved concubine like this?"

"Why are you suddenly living and dying and crying so sadly? It makes no sense."

Now that Zhao Ji has accepted the fact of time travel, he is also unconsciously changing his previous way of speaking in order to integrate into this society faster without leaking too many flaws.

Liu Meiren's delicate body twisted slightly in Zhao Ji's arms, as if she was acting coquettishly, but also seemed to resent herself:

"You've already started talking nonsense, official. How can you be okay with your head?"

"Woooooooo..."

"Official, it was my concubine who harmed you."

"From now on, wherever the officials go, my concubines will follow."

"Life and death without regret!"