Chapter 118: The war is rising in troubled times

The idea is to directly recruit the subordinates of the Shenlong Army. Most of the Zhuo family members were from the neighborhood of Yingtian Mansion. Most of them were poor families, and some of them were poor rural children and tenant farmers who did not even have a piece of land. At this time, land annexation in Dahua became increasingly serious, and most of the farmers in the countryside became real proletariat.

Zhuo Bufan's idea was approved by everyone. In this way, it not only solved the problem of manpower, but also ensured the problem of loyalty and responsibility to the greatest extent. For example, the factories of the ordnance produce objects that concern the lives of soldiers, and the relatives of the soldiers are workers. Can they make tricks and sneak into the trap? Isn't that just a joke about the lives of their own relatives? The relatives of the soldiers have also become the family members of the army. Without worries, they can naturally train and fight with peace of mind.

Only the idea of ​​battlefield rescue and field hospitals must be temporarily put aside. According to Zhuo Bufan's idea, doctors who need skilled medical skills and nurses who know how to rescue the battlefield should also be able to follow the troops to fight. They should not be too old. In this way, those military families are not suitable, so they can only find ways slowly.

Zhuo Bufan's arrival finally brought the original Zhuo family army and the current Shenlong army on the right track. The entire camp has a backbone, and at the same time, the direction of development has been clear and everyone has a clear responsibility. The camp is developing towards the base planned by Zhuo Bufan, and Zhuo Bufan has more things to do. The money issue needs to be considered and urgent material issues. Neither of these two things can be delayed. Therefore, after Zhuo Bufan compensated Xiao Lingling for a day, he bid farewell to Fu Wansheng and Xiao Lingling and took Zhou Tong to Jiangnan.

Zhuo Bufan left for half a month. On this day, in the capital and the imperial palace, Chongzhen was chatting with the depressed Princess Changping and received a secret report from the Jinyiwei.

After reading the secret report, Chongzhen thought about it, and Changping also received the memorial. Chongzhen was very fond of her, and there was no secret.

"Shenlong Army?" Princess Changping said to herself in confusion, but she heard Chongzhen say, "This kid is very brave and cruel enough. She killed King Fu's men three hundred times after getting started. Haha, my brother, it's time for him to have a headache."

"Which boy?" Changping asked in confusion.

"Which one else can be it? The one you think about all day long." Chongzhen looked at her with a smile.

"Ah, Zhuo Bufan? He, he has arrived in Jiangnan?" Changping exclaimed, then blushed and said angrily: "Father, you, you actually make fun of Changping."

Chongzhen laughed and said, "The Zhuo family's private equity troops have not been disbanded, and they have been hiding near Yingtian Mansion. Now, Zhuo Bufan should be carrying this troops."

Changping looked happy and then asked with some concern: "Father, do you know they raise private soldiers?" You must know that this is a serious crime to kill the nine clans.

"I can trust Zhuo Yin, and he deliberately said this matter, which is my tacit consent. Do you think Fatty Zhou and his friends can have fewer private clients? Zhuo Yin is more reliable than their old people. Don't look at your uncles and uncles, staring at my seat. Zhuo Bufan's choice is good. At present, the refugees in Sichuan and Shaanxi are in a resurgence. General Hong from the Pass reported that the Tatars might make big moves in the near future. Let this kid stare at the King of Fu in the south. In the near future, you may have to transfer the Western Army to the north. Over there, the King of Fu may be unwilling to be lonely."

Changping said happily: "So, Father, you trust him."

"He? Who is him?" Chongzhen joked again, but then suddenly said seriously: "Changping, you have to remember that in this world, you are the only one who can fully trust yourself. The more you feel close and trustworthy, the more harm you will be. I give this kid some space because of you. When you solve the barbarians outside the pass and the bandits in the northwest, if he still doesn't want to... Humph, don't blame me then."

Changping was depressed when he heard this, and then said firmly: "Don't worry, Father, he will definitely not let you down."

At this time, thousands of miles away from Yumen Pass, a team of rare Hami fast horses had just submitted a clearance record. As soon as they entered Yumen Pass, they quickly rushed straight to the east of the capital.

Over the Great Wall, the vast northern prairie, the calm and quiet grasslands also surged undercurrents. To the west to the largest tribe and to the Jianzhou headquarters in the east, they originally waved their mascot and grabbed the scimitar and bow. Countless grassland riders began to gather towards Jianzhou in the northeast. They slowly gathered into a terrifying torrent of iron cavalry that was moving like the wind and thunder, and the target was directly aimed at the Guanningjin defense line that was closely guarded by hundreds of thousands of Dahua troops.

At the same time, a large number of Dahua troops were also transferred from the northwest and southwest parts of the inner and outer gates to the north. The two powerful neighbors, Dahua and the Jianzhou Tatars, slowly raised their fists outside the gate.

The sight turned back to the southwest pass, and the Dahua army suppressed the rebellion greatly weakened its strength because it was pulled out of the pass. In Sichuan, the eight kings Zhang Xianzhong's troops, who had been rumored to be wiped out by the Dahua army, were actually pretending to accept the recruitment. Suddenly, the troops of Zhang Xianzhong, who had risen up again, "the one who rebelled with the rebellion died." In a very short time, 100,000 refugees gathered, and the state capital was unstoppable.

In Shaanxi, the old subordinates of King Li Chuang, who was also severely damaged by the Dahua Army, once again raised the banner of rebellion. A large number of hungry people and bandits responded with each other, and the momentum rose sharply for a while. Echoing the troops of Zhang Xianzhong in Sichuan, galloping in most of Shaanxi.

Zhuo Bufan didn't know about these big events, because at this time, he was wandering around the famous Tiemen Town with a frown.

After half a month, Zhuo Bufan went around the places where Jiangnan smelting could be found. He said that the smelting in Jiangnan was a bit tricky. He even saw dozens of different methods of quenching and refining. However, there is a common problem with the various small workshops, that is, the scale is small, and some special crafts are all secrets. Not to mention learning, they can't even be watched. The most important thing is that Zhuo Bufan did not see steel objects that surpass the current production process of Tiangongfang. Most of them are hoes and farm tools. Occasionally, some large ploughs and other things are not seen.

The phone was out of power and the charger was held by Yihua. Otherwise, Zhuo Bufan would have checked who the author of the Tiangong Kaitu was early in the morning. He found him and even tied him back.

He turned to a blacksmith shop, full of pig iron parts, and he didn't even see a decent steel piece. Zhuo Bufan was depressed and took Zhou Tong around Tiemen Town, intending to go to the next place later. But at this moment, he saw a group of people in front of him, not knowing what he was doing.

Zhou Tong led the way, and Zhuo Bufan squeezed in, but saw a bearded man selling several steel knives. At this time, there were no tools to control them. Moreover, there were many wild animals in the mountains and fields. People traveled far away and carried objects of short-shoulder waist knives. As long as they were not sold in large quantities, no one would care about it. This man was doing ordinary business, but his hawking sound was unusual.

"Qu Jiabao's treasure knife, blowing hair and cutting hair, cutting the iron mouth of the north and south, cutting the blade and cutting the river on both sides, and rolling the blade without taking the cut and looking for one or two silver patterns!"

Damn, the iron shops in the neighboring blacksmith shops are not happy now. They don’t brag about taxes, but you can’t stop being worthless than depreciating others. At present, there are many masters and guys who are more enthusiastic and take out their own things to earn this tael of money.

Zhuo Bufan saw the short knife in the man's hand, but his eyes lit up. He saw that the knife body was dark, but the blade became brighter and whiter the more it went, and the transition between the middle was natural, as bright as natural, and it felt like it was similar to some handmade high-end foreign knives he had seen in his previous life. If that was true, he would definitely have a good knife. Whether it was good or not, he would have to stand the test. A large number of people in the ready-made were dissatisfied, and they didn't say anything at the moment, standing aside to watch the fun.

First, there were a few kitchen knives hammers, and the sharp edges of the knife were sharp, but they looked different from that man's knife. Sure enough, the man looked contemptuous and raised his sword and fell. Whether it was the kitchen knives or hammers, they were cut off with one knife, and his own blade really didn't even have a trace of collapse or a rolling blade.

As the news spread, the larger shop in the town also rushed over. Just kidding, this man was like a knight, which was no different from a single fight against a martial arts school. It was just that he was talking with a knife, and he was challenging the entire Tiekou Town.

The knives I brought in were all kinds of knives, but until the last nine-ring ghost-headed knife was opened, no one finally challenged me again. If you don’t agree, there is no trick in one or one. If you don’t agree, you can try the knife. One or two silvers are waiting for you to get, and it’s so tough.

Zhuo Bufan smiled and stepped forward to pick up a knife. Sure enough, the back of the knife is soft iron and the edge of the knife is fine steel. I don’t know how it is made. The two are natural. The entire blade has considerable flexibility and super high hardness. It has been tested in practice. A good knife is even more skillful.

Suddenly, Zhuo Bufan's mind lit up. If this process can be used to produce the barrel, it can not only ensure the hardness of the barrel but also have good fatigue resistance, it will definitely greatly increase the life span. Even if it is still not as good as modern super hardness gun steel, it is useful. Moreover, more importantly, this process may be more suitable for producing cannons. Zhuo Bufan still remembers the iron gallbladder yellow robe magic weapon cannon at the head of Haishanguan. Compared with this process, it is the thing of every child's family.

"Is this possible steel filling?" Zhuo Bufan said to himself with his eyes lit up.

"Huh?", but the man showed a surprised expression and asked, "This little brother, do you know about the steel pot?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, "I just occasionally saw this from a strange book, but I don't understand how to make it. I laughed at it."

"Qi Shu? I wonder if my little brother knows Zhou Yingxing and Lord Zhou?" The man was happy and stopped doing business. He talked to Zhuo Bufan.
Chapter completed!