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The workshop under the protection of Jubao Mountain Guards was filled with smoke all day long. According to Fang Xing's orders, the steel ingots were continuously produced and then piled up in the warehouse, waiting for the day they were put into use.
The construction of the half-body armor has been handed over to the Ministry of Industry, and various experiments are currently being carried out here.
Two craftsmen are testing the toughness of newly-baked steel, bending it constantly, then recovering, and bending it again. The maximum bending angle test will be done later.
¡°Bang!¡±
There was a gunshot outside, but Zhu Fang ignored it. Fang Xing said that even if the Jubaoshan Guards were wiped out, this workshop must be kept intact.
¡°Bang bang bang bang!¡±
Outside the workshop, a group of sergeants looked indifferently at a corpse lying ten steps away, while a figure in front was running away at a dizzying speed and route.
"The scouts are up, that man is probably going to be in trouble."
"Well, it's just a cat catching a mouse. I really thought I could escape from the Treasure Judgment Mountain Guard."
The military camp must have a wide field of vision around it to ensure timely detection of enemy raids.
The man seemed to know how to avoid the lead bullets and kept running in a curve until he felt that he was out of the range of the musket, then he accelerated and ran in a straight line.
There are two horses ahead. As long as he gets on the horse, he can escape outside.
??Run faster! Run faster
A flying horse jumped on the horse. The man clamped his legs and drank softly, and the horse rushed out. At this time, he also took a look back.
No one is chasing you?
The man was ecstatic, and then the man and the two horses quickly disappeared over the horizon.
Half an hour later, the man rushed into a forest, ready to take a rest and then change to another horse. .
The man who was beaten to death did not know him at all, so he planned to rest here until the afternoon, then change the route and walk back to the city.
The breath of spring first appears on the ground and branches. The green grass looks as pure and fragile as a newborn baby.
The man dug it with his hand, broke off a few tender grass tips that had just sprouted, then stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them randomly.
Young grass is not afraid of severe cold, but people are not.
After resting for a while, the man was about to get up and go back to the city. As for the two horses, he felt a little sorry, but he couldn't take them away.
"Made! When you get back, find a girl to put out the fire!"
The man spat out the green grass in his mouth and took a final sip. Just as he was about to turn around he saw a figure rushing towards him from the corner of his eye.
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As Fang Xing, who had no specific errands, he could sleep until dawn, then get up and tease his daughter, watching Zhang Shuhui teach Tudou how to read and practice calligraphy.
Recently, Ping An was following suit. Xiaobai was a little ashamed of this, so he made up his mind to study hard and teach Ping An easily. It's just that she often swears the day before and forgets it when she wakes up the next morning.
After ¡®supervising¡¯ his sons¡¯ homework, Fang Xing went to the front yard.
"Not from Harlequin?"
As for the purpose of the Harel people's coming, everyone knew: the mission was on the surface, and there should be many people who secretly followed the mission into the Ming Dynasty. So a large number of people were sent to check the surveillance, but they were climbed up from the city wall. When they were hunted down again, they were lost a few miles away.
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"Not from Harlequin."
Fang Wu said with some trepidation: "It is difficult to interrogate this matter in the camp. In the end, I discussed it with Lord Lin and gave it to the Jin Yiwei people."
This matter is a bit taboo, but to actually give it to Jin Yiwei is a bit embarrassing to Dongchang. But Fang Xing doesn't care, why don't the people in Dongchang be familiar with him?
Fang Xing smiled and said, "There are no strong enemies around the Ming Dynasty now. Who dares to spy? The south is the sea and the north is the grassland. The Wala people have already tasted firearms, so there is no need to pry, so the IQ of the Harel people does not count. Gao, let's just watch with cold eyes, and when we find the opportunity, we will catch all the lurking people, and in the end the mission will not be able to escape."
This is just a game of cat and mouse. If the mouse goes against the will, that is the rhythm of war.
"The fact that the Halle Kingdom is so cautious shows that their monarch is not sure of winning this battle, and the Wala people will definitely fight hard under the encirclement and suppression of the Ming Dynasty."?'s instigation. "
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¡°Da Ming is very big, but we are not bad either.¡±
Back at the Huitong Pavilion, Halachal summoned two of his men and introduced the information he had obtained with a solemn expression.
That was a piece of paper, now corroded into a paste by gastric acid in his stomach.
Halachal was recalling the contents of the note.
"Their roads are numerous, connecting the north and the south; their goods are as diverse as a flower world; their men can endure hardship and are the slaves that Harel needs most; their women are delicate, and they are the pets that Harel's men need most. ;As for the army"
The previous words made the two people look greedy. They wished they could follow the army on this trip and defeat this colorful world in one fell swoop.
Halachal sighed slightly: "Their army is spread all over the country. It was originally corrupted, but then Emperor Ming actually started to rectify it as if he had just woken up from a dream. But this is not terrible. What is terrible is that they have a kind of firearms army. I don¡¯t know what it is like, but in Akito¡¯s several battles, firearms played a major role.¡±
"Keep these in mind!"
Halachal warned: "The Ming Dynasty is watching us, so whether the mission can go back in the end you should remember it, one by one can leave by then. As long as the news is sent back to the country, our king will naturally know how to respond."
The two men showed determination, and then began to swear. They swore that they would never abandon the glory of the warriors, even if they died, they would send the news back before then.
Halachal nodded and gave a few words of approval, but felt heavy in his heart.
With such a prosperous Ming Dynasty, coupled with a huge army and advanced weapons, who can defeat it?
Hallel?
¡°Well, Halachal thought of the conquest that year, when the lightning traveled across all directions, but was captured by Timur and turned into a kitten.
Well, we can always defeat strong enemies!
Halachal was imagining that Harel's heavy cavalry rushed into the formation, but then the Ming army's firearms were helpless and were finally defeated.
"There are prisoners all over the mountains and plains! Those are the best slaves"
"Sir, it's time for lunch."
The two men had been working hard for a while, their consumption had accelerated, and they were waiting for lunch with expectant faces.
Lunch was not a sumptuous meal. As a messenger, Halachal only had three dishes and one soup, but the taste was enough to make him forget his tongue.
The braised pork melted in your mouth, with the right balance of sweet and salty; the braised mutton made him think barbecue was a bad habit; and the ordinary braised tofu made him eat an extra bowl of rice.
After the meal, I had a bowl of vermicelli sliced ??soup that looked unremarkable, and my stomach felt extremely comfortable.
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