Chapter 1344

The workshop under the protection of Jubao mountain guard was smoky all day. According to Fang Xing's order, those steel ingots were continuously produced and stacked in the warehouse, waiting for the day when they were put into use.

The production of half body armor has been handed over to the work department. At present, various experiments are only being carried out here.

Two craftsmen are testing the toughness of newly baked steel, bending constantly, then recovering and bending again. The maximum bending angle will be tested later.

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot outside, but Zhu Fang didn't take care of it. Fang Xing said that even if the whole army of Jubaoshan guard was destroyed, the workshop should be preserved intact.

"Bang bang!"

Outside the workshop, a team of sergeants looked at a corpse lying ten steps away, and a figure in front was running away at a dizzying speed and route.

"The scouts went up, and the man estimated that he would be unlucky."

"Well, it's just a cat catching mice. I really thought I could escape in the hands of Jubao mountain guard."

The camp must be surrounded by a wide field of vision, so as to ensure the timely detection of the enemy's raid.

The man seemed to know how to avoid the lead bullet and ran in a curve until he felt out of the range of the gun, which accelerated his speed 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

When a man got on the horse, he clamped his legs and drank softly, and the horse rushed out. At this time, he also looked back.

No one?

The man was ecstatic, and then one man and two horses soon disappeared on the horizon.

Half an hour later, the man rushed into a forest, ready to have a rest, and then change to another horse..

The man who was killed didn't know him at all, so he was going to rest here until the afternoon, and then change the way and walk back to the city.

The breath of spring appears first on the ground and branches. The green grass looks like a newborn baby, pure and fragile.

The man planed with his hand, tore off a few fresh grass tips, then stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them carelessly.

Tender grass is not afraid of cold, but people can't.

After a short rest, the man was ready to get up and go back to the city. As for the two horses, he was a little sorry, but he couldn't take them away.

"Madder! Go back and find a woman to go to the fire!"

The man vomited the grass paste out of his mouth. Finally, he took a Pooh. As soon as he was ready to turn around... A figure rushed over from the corner of his eye.

……

As Fang Xing, who doesn't have a specific job, he can sleep until dawn, then get up and tease his daughter, watching Zhang Shuhui teach potato literacy and calligraphy.

Recently, Ping'an is also learning. Xiaobai is a little ashamed of this, so he is determined to study hard and teach Ping'an. It was just a matter of swearing and swearing the day before, and the so-called huge was just "paying tribute" to hundreds of horses and more than a dozen camels, which was a chicken rib for Daming at this time.

"Not a Hari."

Fang Wu was a little tangled and said, "it's not easy to interrogate in the camp. Finally, Xiao discussed with Lord Lin and gave it to the people of royal guards."

There are some taboos about this, but it was given to the royal guards, but it swept East Hall's face. But Fang Xing doesn't care. Who makes the people in the East Hall unfamiliar with him!

Fang woke up and smiled. "Now there are no strong enemies around Daming. Who dares to spy? The south is the sea and the north is the grassland. The warla people have long tasted the taste of firearms. There is no need to inquire. Therefore, the IQ of the Hari people is not high. Let's look coldly. When we find the opportunity, we can catch all the latent people directly, and finally the mission can't run away."

This is just a game of cat and mouse. If the mouse goes against the sky, it is the rhythm of war.

"The prudence of the states of Kazakhstan shows that their monarchs are not sure of victory in this war, and the warlahs will desperately encourage them under the encirclement and suppression of the Ming Dynasty."

……

"Daming is very big, but we are not bad."

Back in the hall, harachard summoned two men and introduced the information he had received with a dignified face.

It was a piece of paper, which was now corroded into a paste by gastric acid in his stomach.

Harachal was recalling the contents of the note.

"They have a wide range of roads, connecting the north and South; they have a wide range of goods, like a world of flowers; their men can bear hardships and are the slaves most needed by Hari; their women are delicate and the pets most needed by Hari men; as for the army..."

The previous words made the two eyes greedy. They wished they could follow the army and break the colorful world in one fell swoop.

Harachal sighed slightly: "their troops are all over the country. At first, they were corrupt, but then the Ming emperor actually woke up and began to rectify, but it's not terrible. What's terrible is that they have a firearms army. I don't know what it is, but firearms played a major role in several wars of the Ming people."

"Remember all this!"

Harachal told: "the wise men are staring at us, so can the mission finally go back... Remember, one by one, as long as the news is sent back to China, our king will naturally know how to deal with it."

The two men showed their determination, and then began to swear that they would not abandon the glory of the soldiers. Even if they died, they would send the news back before that.

Harachal nodded and said a few words of praise, but his heart felt heavy.

With such a rich Ming Dynasty and a huge army and advanced weapons, who can defeat the enemy?

Harry?

Well, harachal remembered the expedition that year. The lightning was everywhere, but Timur captured it and turned it into a kitten.

Well, we can always defeat strong enemies!

Harachard was imagining that Harley's heavy horse rushed into the array, but the firearms of the Ming army were helpless and finally destroyed.

"Captives everywhere! Those are good slaves..."

"It's time for lunch, my Lord."

The two men worked hard for a long time, and the consumption accelerated. They looked forward to lunch.

Lunch was not a big meal. As a messenger, harachar was just three dishes and one soup, but the taste was enough to make him forget his tongue.

Braised meat melts in the mouth, which is sweet and salty; Stewed mutton made him think barbecue was a bad habit; An ordinary Braised Tofu made him eat an extra bowl of rice.

After dinner, I came to a bowl of noodle meat soup that didn't look at the eye. I suddenly felt very comfortable in my stomach.

This is the world of flowers!