Farmers of Shu Han

Feng Da Sima found that after so many years in ancient times, in some places, he still could not fully understand the thoughts, or the way of thinking, of ancient people.

For example now.

Someone Feng never thought that Sima Yi, who laid the foundation of Sima Jin and was also quite influential in history, would surrender under such circumstances.

He also knew that Sima Yi would not surrender now.

But Jiang Wan, a real ancient man, was different.

He feels that the big man has a great advantage now.

It would not be surprising if Sima Yi had the intention of surrendering to the Han.

This difference in thinking made Feng Da Sima quite interesting when he was in it, and even made him couldn't help laughing again:

"Jiang Gong dares to think about it! Thinking about Sima Yi, he is not only the veteran of the Wei State, but now he has 20 elite soldiers in his hands, and he is sitting in the land of Hebei according to the dangers of the Taihang. If he hadn't reached a dead end, how could he surrender?"

When Jiang Wan heard that Sima Yi did not surrender, his face was slightly disappointed, but he quickly adjusted, and he also smiled at himself and said:

"That's right, the old man was also fascinated for a while, and he took it for granted."

He looked at Feng Dashima with some confusion:
"However, Luoyang is the old capital of the Han Dynasty, but it can also be regarded as the capital of the puppet Wei Dynasty. If Sima Yi takes the initiative to give up Luoyang, what is the difference between it and surrendering?"

Mentioning this, Feng Da Sima also put a smile on his face and said seriously:
"He can't defend anymore, and he doesn't want to waste his troops in Luoyang, and he doesn't want to lose his troops when he knows he will lose."

"Looking at it from this point of view, this person is decisive, and he is definitely not a simple person. How could he give up so easily?"

At that moment, he explained in detail Sima Yi's plan of "diversion of trouble to the east".

After hearing this, Jiang Wan couldn't help feeling emotional:
"I see."

Then shook his head again:
"Even if this person is not a simple person as stated in the text, but his heart is too selfish and narrow-minded. Even if he can take advantage of the momentary trend, I'm afraid it won't last long."

"The Pseudo-Wei has used people like this as ministers, and it seems that its strength has been exhausted."

Having said that, I laughed again:
"However, this can be regarded as the blessing of the big man."

Feng Dashima nodded in agreement:

"The affairs of the world are as small as an individual's life and livelihood, as large as a country's establishment of a foundation. It is best to do things down-to-earth, lay a solid foundation, and work hard to create success."

"As the saying goes, if the foundation is not stable, the earth will be shaken. If you are opportunistic, even if you can achieve success for a while, it will not last long. Even if you use your strength and wisdom to delay the time, once you backfire, sooner or later you will bring disaster to your descendants."

"Great kindness!" Jiang Wan showed admiration on his face, "Da Sima has such insight, why should this man be worried?"

"Although Sima Yi said that he used his ingenuity to gain a momentary opportunity and wanted to use his own strength and wisdom to delay the time, but in the face of the general trend, he is nothing more than a clown."

Feng Da Sima smiled at Jiang Wan's words.

Thinking of Sima Yiyuan's performance in history, and looking at his current performance, it can be said to be amazing.

But one thing has not changed.

That is the nature of the family in his bones.

Abandon it like a shoe when there is no profit to be made.

There are no limits to what can be profited—sometimes just for one's own personal gain.

It just so happens that these aristocratic families control most of the social resources in the world.

It’s okay if the world’s singing and dancing are peaceful, hello, hello, hello, everyone.

If you encounter a turning point in China's history, or even a crisis of survival, can you count on these guys to stand up and turn the tide?
It has always been the common people who create and pass on history.

Without the support of the people, no matter how top-notch people are, they are like water without a source and a tree without roots.

Therefore, all wise and high-ranking people know the truth that "water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it".

"Sima Yi first abandoned Guanzhong and then Luoyang. Although there are reasons why he had to abandon the defense, it can also be seen that this person is probably not a person who can fight to the death for the false Wei."

Sima Yi may be regarded as a loyal minister of Cao Wei now, but this kind of loyal minister is because he still has a choice.

Jiang Wan reminded: "Although this is the case, I have to admit that this person is indeed talented. Regarding the Luoyang matter, we should be careful in order to prevent fraud."

Feng Da Sima smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Jiang. If Mr. Jiang doesn't say anything, I forgot that I brought something with me this time."

"I believe that after meeting Mr. Jiang, he will have more confidence in Sanxing Han Dynasty."

"Oh?" Jiang Wan was indeed aroused by Feng Da Sima's interest, and asked, "What is it?"

Feng Da Sima turned to the outside of the house and ordered: "Come here, bring the things up."

Soon someone came up with something.

Jiang Wan's eyes were quickly attracted by this object.

Feng Da Sima picked up the plate-shaped steel from the guard's hand, then bent his fingers, and tapped on it.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

Looking at Jiang Wan again:
"Mr. Jiang, can you see how this piece of fine iron is different from the fine iron you saw in the past?"

As the chief steward of the Han Dynasty, Jiang Wan knew the national strategic materials such as fine iron like the back of his hand.

Therefore, he saw the special feature of Feng Da Sima's fine iron at a glance: "So light?"

Feng Da Sima smiled slightly, handed the fine iron in his hand to the guard, and raised his chin as a gesture.

The guard understood and tied the fine iron to his chest and abdomen.

Feng Da Sima made a clang sound and pulled out the weapon he was wearing.

He raised the knife and tapped the blade lightly with his fingers.

The sword that killed the horse made a slight trembling sound, like the roar of a dragon.

"A thousand-refined sword is worth ten thousand gold. It can be said that one refining is more than ten gold."

Da Sima Feng stroked the blade, and the reflection of the blade reflected on his face:
"Pu Yidu (that is, Pu Yuan), a master craftsman, once used this kind of knife to split a bamboo tube filled with iron beads, and it was known as a magic knife."

After speaking, Feng Da Sima raised his knife and slashed towards the guard.

Under Feng Da Sima's standard military chopping action, the blade of the sword was as sharp as a frightening dragon.

A harsh friction sound was heard, and at the same time, sparks shot out from the guard's chest and abdomen!
The Qianlian Saber, which claims to cut iron like mud, actually only left a not-so-deep scratch on this fine iron.

After Jiang Wan saw it clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously sat up from the couch.

"Gun here!"

Although the gun is a short spear, not the kind of long spear that is more than one foot long, but the body of the gun is solid hardwood, and the tip of the gun is the most suitable for assassination in the Han army.

Feng Dashima took a few steps back and took a deep breath.

Although his martial arts skills are not very good, under the supervision of General Guan all the year round, his strength is still not small.

With a soft drink, he raised his gun and rushed forward, stabbing the guard hard.

The guard stood unsteadily, staggered back a few steps, but quickly stood still, unscathed, the fine iron on the chest and abdomen, only a little pit appeared.

Jiang Wan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he beckoned:

"Quick, bring it to me and take a closer look!"

After the guard put the fine iron piece on the couch, Jiang Wan tried to take it. As expected, it was not heavy.

At least compared to the fine iron used in the military today, it is already considered light.

The key is still relatively thin. Obviously, its protective power does not depend on thickness, but on hardness and toughness.

"Wow, so solid!"

Jiang Wan looked over and over again, and couldn't stop praising:

"It's not heavy, and the protection is good. In this way, it can not only save energy for the soldiers, but also save the lives of the soldiers. Good! How did this thing come from?"

Feng Dashima replied:
"A few days ago, there were two wives in my house, heck, Mrs. Mei and Mrs. Mu went to Jiuyuan. Didn't they come back recently, so they brought me such a piece of fine iron."

According to Amei, this was originally a sealed experimental failure.

This thing is really not qualified for building a steam engine.

But Ah Mei was a person who designed weapons for the army all the year round, so she saw at a glance that this thing had a lot of promise, so she brought it back on purpose.

Jiang Wan was not surprised to hear that it was produced by Jiuyuan.

After all, over the past few years, half of the ironware needed by the Han army has been supplied by the Xinghan Society.

And Jiuyuan Heping City's supply of goods accounted for at least [-]%.

Then he suddenly thought of something, and raised his head suspiciously:
"How much does this level of refined iron cost?"

Will Feng Dashima make money?
Surely it will.

But it will also cost money.

Jiang Wan, who had been the steward of the Han Dynasty from the prime minister to Feng, was well aware of the changes in military expenditure in the Han Dynasty over the past twenty years.

That's really getting higher year by year.

The battle of Shangdang was the first battle after the Han Dynasty reformed its military system.

The collective dispatch of the Guanzhong Eighth Army almost bankrupted Jiang Wan's reputation during the prime minister's time.

No matter how you look at it, this piece of refined iron doesn't look like a cheap item...

Feng Da Sima put away his sword and gun, and coughed:
"Not cheap."

Then, before Jiang Wan spoke again, he quickly explained:

"But don't worry, Jiang Gong, I really intend to use this kind of fine iron to build a group of elite soldiers fully armored..."

"Whole body armor?"

"Yes, from head to toe, they are all covered in armor. They are invulnerable to swords and guns, and difficult to enter with bows and crossbows. They are used to charge the battle. Jiang Gong, please take a look."

Mr. Feng came prepared, and after paying out everyone, he took out a piece of paper and showed it to Jiang Wan.

Looking at the picture on it of a guy who was wrapped in iron sheet from head to toe, but showing a small half of his face very stingily, Jiang Wan's heart twitched.

His eyes fell on the fine iron on the couch again.

Wearing armor all over, this was unimaginable before.

The armor-wearing rate among the Han army is now quite high.

But when it comes to being fully armored, he has never seen one before.

Because iron is too heavy, if the armor made of iron covers the whole body, it will not only consume too much physical strength, but also make movement difficult.

On the battlefield, without physical strength and mobility, no matter how high the protection is, what is the use?

Therefore, the armor worn by soldiers must strike a balance between protective power and combat effectiveness.

But think about it, if such an invulnerable armored infantry suddenly appeared before the formation, unless the bandits were well prepared, it would be really difficult to deal with.

At least in Jiang Wan's imagination, even the elite infantry of a big man would find it difficult to defeat such armored infantry head-on.

Unless it is dispatched armored cavalry.

After thinking and thinking, Jiang Wan finally asked hesitantly, "Is it possible?"

"Whether it is feasible or not, you will never know until you try it."

Seeing Jiang Wan's unkind expression, Feng Da Sima immediately changed his words:
"However, after my calculations, I think it's not bad. The full-body armor made of this kind of fine iron is heavier than the current Modao Battalion in the army."

"And even if it doesn't work, in fact, this kind of refined iron can also be mixed and matched with chain mail, which can also reduce the burden of soldiers and improve the protection of soldiers."

Feng Da Sima took out another piece of paper while talking.

It is a mix and match of plate armor, zip armor, and chain mail.

Seeing this drawing, Jiang Wan's expression returned to normal and he nodded.

Seeing Jiang Wan nodding, Da Sima Feng quickly asked:
"Jiang Gong agrees?"

If you really want to bypass the Shangshutai, Feng Da Sima can use the financial resources of the Xinghan Society to create the armored infantry he imagined according to his own wishes.

But to subsidize the country with private wealth, Feng Da Sima's brains went out of his way to do so.

Besides, if Xinghan would privately create such a batch of armor, then it would be the other way around.

"As Da Sima said, you always have to try it out. It's just..."

Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, then asked again:
"But I don't know how many of these armored infantry Da Sima plans to form?"

"Don't worry, Jiang Gong, the soldiers are good but not many. There will not be more than 1000 of these armored infantry, and there may even be only a few hundred."

This is for breaking through.

Too many formations will not only cause a huge financial burden, but may not be able to select enough qualified infantry.

Hearing this number, Jiang Wan was completely relieved.

"Da Sima naturally knows more about military matters than I do. Since Da Sima is willing to give it a try, then let's give it a try."

This matter is even accepted.

"It's about Luoyang. What is Da Sima going to do?"

"I'll leave this matter to Jiang Boyue. It's most convenient for him and Liu Xiuran to station at Hangu Pass."

Feng Da Sima said casually, "Sending someone else from Chang'an seems to distrust the two of them."

Jiang Wan did not object to this.

After all, Jiang Boyue can be regarded as the prime minister's favorite young generation. There are rumors that both he and Feng Mingwen were taught the art of war by the prime minister.

"In the Battle of Guanzhong, I remember that Jiang Boyue was the first to lead the army to Chang'an City, right?"

Jiang Wan pointedly said, "If you send him there again this time, it will be considered insignificant military merit, but the credit for recovering the old capital of Luoyang is not small."

Feng Da Sima didn't know whether he heard the meaning of Jiang Wan's words, but just smiled:

"It is precisely because he was the first to arrive in Chang'an City that we asked him to go to Luoyang this time."

Although Jiang Boyue was the first to arrive at Chang'an City last time, he did not have a chance to enter the city. Instead, he was transferred by the Prime Minister to block Deng Ai.

The prime minister also specially called himself over and entered the city together.

This time Luoyang was recovered, even if Feng Da Sima returned it to Jiang Boyue.

Anyway, no matter what, I also have the credit for the leadership, and there is no need to grab the credit for the subordinates.

"Qiaoshan defeated the enemy, Jingshui wiped out the thieves, smuggled into Sangchouyuan, and one of them took back Luoyang. It seems that Da Sima, like the prime minister, is very optimistic about Jiang Boyue."

"If this continues, I'm afraid he will become No.1 in the army under the chief minister."

Feng Da Sima shook his head: "He can't make it."

Jiang Wan was taken aback.

"One day, when General Zhendong is tired of military affairs and is willing to take off his armor and put on red makeup."

When Jiang Wan heard this, she burst into tears with laughter.

In the end, it even beat the fine iron to a bang.

"You ah you..."

Jiang Wan pointed at Feng Da Sima, and shook his head helplessly.

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Boyue was pretty miserable.

Guan Zhendong has Feng Da Sima's support, and Jiang Boyue may not be able to surpass it in his life.

After all, the record of tens of thousands of cavalry sweeping across the river in Bingzhou is enough for Jiang Boyue to look up to.
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In September of the sixth year of Yanxi, a secret letter was sent to Hangu Pass.

After Jiang Wei read it, he couldn't help but smash the case and his face flushed with excitement:

"My great achievement has come!"