Chapter 339: The guilty should be punished (Additional update 15)
"What happened to the Xujian Road?" Hong Shuai asked.
Meng Shuai handed over the secret report, and Hong Shuai took a look at it. It read: "This battle is suspicious, so be careful and don't rush in."
Hong Shuai held the secret report and his voice became colder: "I have known for a long time that the Three Great Daomen should be killed, but how dare you hook up with foreigners!"
"Fortunately, Jueyuan Dao and Xuanhua Dao have been wiped out by Your Majesty. There is only a virtual supervisor Dao left, which may not be able to cause any trouble."
Meng Shuai breathed in and out slowly, adjusted his thoughts, and then turned to look at Hong Shuai, whose head was severely injured and he was afraid it would take some time to recover.
"Your Majesty has ordered us not to advance rashly. Can Commander Hong dare to use his own body as bait?"
Although Hong Shuai is not as qualified as Meng Shuai, he has commanded millions of troops for many years. He immediately understood: "Meng Shuai wants to attack and kill the ten-feathered archer?"
"Exactly." Meng Shuai nodded and said: "This man must be the commander-in-chief of the Western Yi. Kill him, and the morale of the Western Yi will decline. I have ordered people to use local materials to make a large shield, and then deal with the barbarians."
The combination of barbarian soldiers and Western archers is not invincible, nor is it without a way to break it.
Feather arrows are powerful, so make a big shield to block them.
Without the threat of the Xiyi archers, it would not be difficult for the border troops to capture the three to four hundred thousand barbarians.
Even though he was seriously injured, Commander Hong still laughed loudly: "When have our border troops ever been afraid? Then let me serve as bait and lure out the ten-feathered archers."
Meng Shuai nodded slightly with a cold expression: "Hong Shuai, don't worry, as long as this person shows up, I will kill him!"
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In the Daqian blacksmith camp, everyone can finally rest after a tiring day.
Zhao Yankui held the big bowl and took two random bites. His two rows of teeth chopped the food into pieces like guillotines, then poured it all into his throat and swallowed it.
Breathing out a breath with a strong smell of oil and water, he couldn't help but admire: "After a tiring day, I feel less tired after eating a hot and full meal. But the food in this blacksmith camp is really good, there are so many Meat, it makes me not want to be a craftsman.”
Jiang Lin held the big basin and said with a smile: "Master, if you want to come back, you can come back at any time. I'm afraid you won't be happy."
Zhao Yankui laughed dryly and said just that.
Now that I have become an assistant craftsman, who would want to go back and become a master craftsman?
It's not that I'm afraid of work, but that there is a bit of a gap in status.
Especially now that the four major blacksmith battalions have merged, the status of the deputy foreman has risen, and its value is completely different.
"You, Mr. Jiang, are here at the Blacksmith Camp. What am I going to do when I come back?" Zhao Yankui shook his head and took a few more mouthfuls of food.
Yuan Gaohao next to him stopped his chopsticks and said with a little worry: "I heard that five of the seven generals went to the border this time. I always feel that a storm is coming, which is very bad."
Meng Shuai had previously said that there were still 300 large battalions that had not moved, but in fact, 200 large battalions had gone to the border to garrison in advance in order to prevent the virtual prisoner from escaping.
Within the hinterland, only the millions of frontier troops who had returned from the frontier to rest were left.
I am not afraid of someone taking the opportunity to invade the hinterland. After all, if you want to come here, you must first pass the border.
But the question is, will there be internal troubles taking the opportunity to cause chaos?
Especially those powerful clans who have always been independent and will fish in troubled waters if they are not protected.
Jiang Lin said softly: "Sir Jiang Yuan, there is no need to worry too much. Over the hundreds of years since the founding of the country, Daqian has encountered countless dangers, but he has survived them all. Although this time seems dangerous, in fact, the overall situation is still stable. We only need to complete the task The mission of the Ministry of War will be safe and sound.”
Yuan Gaohao wanted to say something else, but Zhao Yankui laughed and said: "You just like to think too much. With the border troops here, no one can make trouble. Why do you think so much? We are blacksmiths. Even if we have to worry, it's not our turn. Little people like you and me.”
Yuan Gaohao hummed, thinking about it.
The deputy chief of the small blacksmith camp, even if his status has improved a bit now, so what, he is still an inconspicuous little person.
He couldn't help but look up at Jiang Lin, thinking that only Mr. Jiang, who had watched him grow up all the way, was somewhat qualified to participate in it now.
After eating, everyone went back to rest. Miao Yonghuai, Song Ziyan, and Sheng Yingchun came over to say hello.
"Master, master, we are back too."
"Go back." Jiang Lin nodded.
Looking at the three children leaving, Zhao Yankui said with a smile: "It's only been more than two years, and you have become someone else's master. You are becoming more and more worthy."
Jiang Lin still smiled modestly and did not answer.
Zhao Yankui looked around and saw that everyone had almost left, and then he whispered: "It's inconvenient to say it just now, but now let me remind you that from what I have seen, this battle is not trivial. The Blacksmith Camp is extremely important, and there is no guarantee that it will happen." Someone is coming to cause trouble, so be careful and be on guard! ”
Don't look at what Zhao Yankui just said about Yuan Gaohao's overthinking. In fact, he thought more carefully than anyone else, but he just didn't want to say it in public, so as not to upset the morale of the army.
Jiang Lin raised his eyebrows. Will someone come to the blacksmith camp to cause trouble?
Thinking about it, it's really possible. When the frontier army fights, they will naturally need to replenish and replace their weapons.
Especially in the military formation of Daqian, they are particularly concerned about the quality of weapons.
Everyone in the Nanling camp was armed with fourth-grade weapons, and they were killing people in the hinterland of Dachen. Their combat power was terrifying and frightening.
If everyone in the millions of frontier troops could really have such a weapon, they would not be afraid at all even if the entire world was their enemy.
The powerful clans may have to rush to Kyoto City in droves to kowtow their allegiance to His Majesty the Emperor.
Unfortunately, over the years, the powerful clans have controlled the blacksmiths and materials, which has kept the border army's weapons at a low level.
Otherwise, how could the people of the Li family in Qingzhou dare to come to the blacksmith camp to arrest people in an open and honest manner.
If you want to reduce the combat effectiveness of the frontier troops, killing is certainly one way, but the easiest thing to do is to destroy the Daqian Blacksmith Camp.
Without the support of the Blacksmith Battalion, the weapons of the frontier army would be damaged and their combat effectiveness would inevitably decline rapidly. Normally, no one in this blacksmith camp with tens of thousands of people would dare to mess around.
But that may not be the case today.
The archers from the West and the barbarians from the north, who had not appeared for hundreds of years, all jumped out. It would not be surprising if there were more monsters and monsters.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and said with cupped hands: "Thank you, Master, for reminding me!"
No matter how extraordinary his skills are or how high his cultivation level is, he is still just a young man.
In some matters, he is not as experienced as Zhao Yankui.
"Who do you plan to invite to garrison? Zhenshuo camp? Or garrison camp?" Zhao Yankui asked.
Jiang Lin had an idea in his mind and shook his head: "I am not from the Ministry of War. I have no right to mobilize border troops or garrison camps. I can only ask the Ministry of Works to come forward. But even if they come, it is not enough. They are too conspicuous. We have to find other people." .”
The so-called other people are naturally sitting in the watchtower.
During this period, the watchtower expanded rapidly and the number of people there exceeded 1,500.
Jiang Lin admitted his connection with Zuowanglou, and coupled with the attraction of weapons, pills, and silver, a large number of Jianghu people came to apply to join every day.
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If Tian Daheng hadn't always insisted on following Jiang Lin's advice and giving priority to character, it would have been easy to have more than 10,000 people.
It is not difficult for the Ministry of Works to come forward to invite people from the garrison camp, but the people sitting in the watchtower also have to call some people to sneak into the blacksmith shop.
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin couldn't sit still and said, "I'm going to the city right now."
"Okay." Zhao Yankui also knew the importance of this matter.
Then, Jiang Lin flashed and left the blacksmith camp.
He first went to Si Hongwen, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, to report his conjecture.
Unexpectedly, but naturally, the Ministry of Industry had already thought of this and had already negotiated with the Ministry of War.
The Ministry of War will send an entire garrison camp to protect the Blacksmith Camp, and the Zhenshuo Camp and the other nearest garrison camp will also be ready to support at any time.
"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. The Blacksmith Camp is the cornerstone of the border army and is close to Kyoto City. Something may not happen, but you can rest assured." Si Hongwen said.
Jiang Lin hummed, these people thought far more carefully than he did.
But when he went back, he still went to the watchtower to find Tian Daheng and asked him to take people to the blacksmith camp to act as the second layer of defense.
Naturally, Tian Daheng would not refuse and said: "There are currently ninety-seven people sitting in the watchtower in Kyoto City. My subordinates will gather nearby people to gather at least three hundred people."
Jiang Lin nodded slightly and said: "I will refine some elixirs when I go back and try to let as many of you break through to the Yuanwu realm."
Tian Daheng suddenly felt happy. There were already quite a few Yuanwu realms sitting in the watchtower, dozens of them, which was more than the previous three forts combined.
Of course, it's just quantity, there is still a gap in quality.
At least Wushuang Castle and Tianhuo Castle have masters who are at the fifth and sixth levels of the Yuanwu Realm, while those who sit in the watchtower are basically at the first level of the Yuanwu Realm.
But if the quantity is large enough, it can still make up for the quality gap.
When Jiang Lin returned to Blacksmith Camp after walking around Kyoto City, he saw that a guard from Zhenshuo Camp had arrived.
This man's name is Xie Yunfan, and the weapon in his hand is a low-grade weapon made by Jiang Lin.
"Lord Jiang." Xie Yunfan took the initiative to step forward, bowed his hands and saluted, and said cheerfully: "The general ordered us to come and garrison at the Blacksmith Camp."
"Sorry to trouble you brothers, I will have someone arrange a place for you." Jiang Lin said.
Xie Yunfan waved his hand and said: "No need for this, we are here to guard, not anything else. What's the point of lying down and sleeping in the room."
When the frontier troops fought, they always slept in the open air. Even when they were resting, not everyone had a house to go to or a bed to sleep on.
They have become accustomed to lying on the ground, squatting in a corner, relying on each other, and even taking naps standing up.
What's more, Zhenshuo Camp just retreated from the frontier, even more so.
Jiang Lin knew the temper of the border army and did not force it.
Soon after, an entire garrison with tens of thousands of people gathered at the Blacksmith Camp and set up sentries outside.
The General and Dusi entered the blacksmith camp and met with Jiang Lin.
They knew that Mr. Jiang's status and rank were almost the same, so their attitude was quite polite.
In the afternoon of the second day, people sitting in the watchtower came one after another.
They were just people from the martial arts world, and they didn't have the special aura of a military camp. After sneaking into the blacksmith shop, they were shirtless and covered in sweat, so you really couldn't tell.
The outermost is the garrison camp, inward are the 3,000 border troops from the Zhenshuo Camp, and the innermost are 300 Jianghu people sitting in the watchtower.
With these three layers of guards, Jiang Lin felt a little relieved.
Three days later, the third imperial edict was delivered to the gate of Xujian Daoshan.
"God's blessing, the emperor's decree. Xu Jiandao has repeatedly resisted the decree and intended to rebel. He must be punished for his crimes!"
The person holding the imperial edict is none other than Yu Shuai!
Behind him, 200,000 border troops and 400,000 local government troops have been assembled. Their weapons are cold and murderous.
(End of chapter)