"Judging by the attire, if there are no surprises, it should be Tang Ping, the son of the Duke." The strategist calmly speculated.
The Duke... Prince Heng snorted coldly, his heart sinking again, and he suddenly said:
"It's said that Zhao Douan conducted a significant firearms exercise at the Divine Mechanism Camp last year, but the specific process is unknown to outsiders."
The strategist nodded and said:
"Indeed, the Empress took that military exercise seriously, but according to the information we have, it was just some minor improvements to old-style firearms. The focus was on a type of musket, which may work wonders against people, but a few bullets are no stronger than arrows and certainly cannot threaten our Tusk Beast war chariots."
Another civil servant laughed in agreement:
