Three thousand miles in exile

In the quiet and elegant courtyard of the Song Mansion, Song Fengxi led the maids to work in the gazebo.

"Is this the blouse the young lady embroidered for the young master? It's so pretty."

"The young master has grown a lot recently, and the robe I made last year will no longer be able to wear this year."

"The young master's appearance is becoming more and more handsome, unlike the general and master Liu, but more and more like Mrs. Liu."

The maids were chatting and laughing, these maids were all close maids who had served Song Fengxi since childhood, and Song Fengxi and Lin's came to Northern Xinjiang for their reunion and brought their close maids along with them.

On weekdays, the maids like to tease Liu Mingcong in private, Song Fengxi just listened with a smile.

The 15-year-old girl is just as old as a flower. Xu Shi experienced ups and downs in her childhood. Song Fengxi is a little more stable and quiet than girls of the same age.

"The young master is here."

"Hello, my lord."

The maids got up one after another to salute, and then retreated tactfully.

"Are you familiar with it?" Song Fengxi put down the half-embroidered clothes in his hands.

Liu Mingcong was expecting Ai Ai, Song Fengxi still didn't understand what, originally wanted to scold him, but thought of what her elder brother told her not to go too far last night, so she gave up.

Song Fengxi sighed: "If you don't know how to learn, how can you be worthy of the family fortune that the general earned so hard by fighting with his life?"

"But I just can't remember it. I can't memorize it, but I can practice martial arts. My martial arts skills are very good." Liu Mingcong went over and grabbed Song Fengxi's water sleeve to play with it pitifully.

"Congwu?" Song Fengxi's pretty face turned cold.

"What's the use of being illiterate but excellent in martial arts? It's fine if you're the son of an ordinary family, but you are the young master of our Qiyun army. You not only have to govern the six counties of Cenzhou, but also have a business as big as Liuji Commercial Bank. Can you defend it with martial arts?"

Liu Mingcong was speechless.

"If you continue to indulge yourself like this, I have no choice but to ask my father to break the engagement with you. I don't want to marry an ignorant bum and watch you ruin your family business." Song Fengxi's expression was serious, not like a bluff.

"Don't, don't, don't." Liu Mingcong said anxiously, as if struck by lightning. "I will recite the book, I promise, sister Xi, don't want me."

Song Fengxi had a straight face. "Come to me every morning after practicing martial arts, and I want to listen to your recitation."

How dare Liu Mingcong refuse to follow.

Now only Song Fengxi can control Liu Mingcong.

Originally, Liu Zhan was worried that the arranged marriage would cause problems, but it turned out that as long as the daughter-in-law is beautiful and smart enough, no one would be unwilling.

Song Fenglin happened to see this scene as he passed by the backyard. He smiled and turned back to his yard without disturbing him.

At this time, soldiers came in a hurry. "Mr. Song, the Yan soldiers are coming! The general sent five thousand troops to engage in a diplomatic war with the Yan soldiers at Zhou Shukou."

Song Fenglin's face turned serious. "When did this happen?"

Soldiers clasped their fists. "Two hours ago."

Two hours have passed?Why hasn't there been any further news? Recently, the Yan army has frequently changed, Song Fenglin dare not neglect.

"Prepare the horse!"

At this time, outside Zhou Shukou, Liu Zhan and Cao Zhuang were leading five thousand cavalry to deal with the iron cavalry of the Yan army.

Before going down the mountain, Liu Zhan had already ambushed the archers on the Zhoushukou Canyon. He thought that he could retreat to Tongtian Pass if he lost the enemy, but he kept lingering until evening.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, the cavalry of the Yan army retreated voluntarily when they knew they could fight. Liu Zhan also knew that he did not pursue and led the cavalry back to Tongtian Pass.

Back at Tongtian Pass, Cao Zhuang got off his horse, took off his helmet, and cursed at him. "I'm so pissed off, I can't catch up with you, these Yan soldiers are really disgusting!"

Jiang Changlin also scolded. "Let's play around for a day, it's monkey playing."

Liu Zhan took off his helmet, and a soldier took it over immediately. He gave Cao Zhuang and Jiang Changlin a whip, and the two immediately stopped talking.

The whip hit the armor without feeling it at all, but the two of them immediately stood at attention with serious expressions on their faces.

"Didn't see it?" Liu Zhansen glanced at the two of them coldly.

"The Yan people are trying to evaluate your strength. It's like they are examiners. They will score you through this monkey walk, and see if they can take you with [-] troops or [-] to [-] troops."

After Liu Zhan finished speaking, another person gave him a whip. "Go down and count the casualties, and come to my study later."

After speaking, Liu Zhan turned his head and walked towards the small courtyard, and saw Song Fenglin coming out of the small courtyard within two steps.

"Go in and talk." Liu Zhan frowned deeply.

Song Fenglin nodded.

Back in the courtyard, the soldiers removed Liu Zhan's armor. After removing the armor, he saw that his inner clothes were soaked in sweat.

Li Asan cleverly fetched two buckets of water, and Liu Zhan took off his shirt and poured it on his body to cool down his heart, which finally calmed down the roiling anger in his heart.

Li Asan handed him a handkerchief, and Liu Zhan wiped his face and casually wiped off the water on his body before going into the house.

Song Fenglin made tea, and the room was filled with the fragrance of tea. In the end, the flame of rage in Liu Zhan's heart did not burst out.

"Change your pants, and catch a cold carefully." Song Fenglin signaled for clean clothes to be placed on the chair.

Liu Zhan walked the bird in front of Song Fenglin and changed his clothes carelessly. He couldn't put on his trousers and jacket, so he casually put them on and sat down with his chest open.

"Ah San, serve the food and wine." Liu Zhan is used to having a meal when he is upset.

Li Ah San quickly brought a large plate of stewed meat and two bottles of wine. Liu Zhan ate the meat, but poured two bowls of tea instead of the wine.

Xiao felt better, and the murderous look in Liu Zhan's eyes gradually faded.

"Yan Jun is probably going to get serious this time." Liu Zhan said solemnly.

Song Fenglin's tone was calm. "It is rumored that Crown Prince Yan quelled the rebellion in the winter of last year and successfully succeeded to the throne. This year, Yan's army immediately changed frequently. I think the rumor is true."

"I'm not afraid of him coming. If I want to capture Tongtianguan, I'll die, but." Liu Zhan clenched his fists. "Today's battle is really a great humiliation!"

In the past three years, the Qi Yun Army and the Yan Army had frictions every now and then, and Liu Zhan would also deliberately let his cavalry go down the mountain to deal with the Yan Army, so as to sharpen himself.

But never has Liu Zhan felt unprecedented pressure like today.

"Surround but not attack, chase but not kill, they are testing me to see if I have the strength to contend with them, but our cavalry...I racked my brains to fight back, but I can't do anything to the Yan army's iron cavalry!"

In this battle, Liu Zhan deeply felt the true strength of Yan Jun's elite!

In the past years, the people who fought against the Yan army were second- and third-rate soldiers and cavalry. Now that the crown prince's enthronement has been decided, he sent elite soldiers to test Liu Zhan's reality.

Song Fenglin's eyebrows furrowed deeply upon hearing this.

Liu Zhan said worriedly: "The northern army can't hold Yangguan, once the Yan army goes south in a big way, Jinyang city can't hold Yangguan, if we don't find a way to defeat the enemy as soon as possible, how long can Qiyunshan hold on? "

In fact, as early as three years ago, Liu Zhan was already looking for a way to restrain the Yan army's iron cavalry. He spent a lot of money to buy Yan horses to improve armor and develop weapons without a moment's slack.

Today, the [-] cavalry led by Liu Zhan are already the most elite cavalry in the Qi Yun Army. However, the iron cavalry of the Yan Army is really powerful. Even the horses are heavily armored, and the cavalry holds heavy knives.

Liu Zhan also imitated Yan Jun's iron cavalry equipped with heavy armor and heavy swords. The same equipment carried the same load, but their horses could not run fast or short.

Even the same swallow horses can be divided into good and bad, because there is no paddock for horse racing on Qiyun Mountain, the war horses are all kept in captivity, and after a long time in captivity, they gradually degenerate like humans.

Liu Zhan has also thought about improving horse breeds these years, but good stallions are hard to find, and the swallow horses bought from the market each have their own problems, and some even have war injuries.

Improving the breed of war horses is not a matter of overnight, so Liu Zhan can only start from other places. They can't take the route of heavy armor, so they can only look for weapons that can break heavy armor.

Now all the cavalry under Liu Zhan's command are equipped with long spears. The heavy swords used by Yan Jun's iron cavalry are short weapons. Although the long spears attack farther than the heavy swords, they are not powerful enough.

Yan Jun's epee can break people by the waist!

"Our long spears still can't do anything to the heavy armor of the Yan army. Strong men like Da Zhuang and Du Hu have the strength to fight. Ordinary warriors can't pierce the heavy armor of the Yan army."

Liu Zhan stood up and took the spear beside him, and gestured to Song Fenglin. "Putting the tip of the gun into an inch can only hurt people. Probably at this position, at most it can only make the Yanren bleed a little more."

The Yan Army's heavy armor is strong, and it already has a somewhat steel texture. The old Yan King improved the smelting technology and established the Yan Army Iron Cavalry to dominate the northern border.

When the cavalry of the Qiyun army faced the iron cavalry of the Yan army, it was not only that the horses were insufficient, and the weapons could not defeat the enemy. It was equivalent to three lives in exchange for one life of the iron cavalry of the Yan army.

The cavalry is so precious, how can Liu Zhan afford it.

"Our smelting technology is still behind." Song Fenglin frowned and sighed softly. "I'll send someone out to look for the old blacksmith again, whether it's kidnapping or inviting."

For the current plan, we can only cast a wide net to find talents.

"Is there any news about looking for coal?" Liu Zhan remembered this.

The higher the temperature of the furnace, the tougher the forged iron will be. Nowadays, only charcoal fire is used to make iron. Liu Zhan has already considered the temperature problem, but he has improved the bellows several times and still cannot meet expectations.

Song Fenglin even wondered if the iron ore was not of high quality. He bought the Yan mine from the Xianbei people for experiments, but there was still no improvement.

Until last year, Liu Zhan suddenly thought of a problem, which was the temperature of smelting.

Liu Zhan proposed looking for coal, and Song Fenglin could only order the caravan to inquire about every place they passed by according to his description, whether there is such a black stone that can burn.

Song Fenglin nodded. "Liu Cheng sent a letter saying that he found a black stone called Flint, and it should be sent back soon."

I hope there will be no mistakes this time, Liu Zhan is urgent.

Only by improving the smelting technology, many ideas in his mind can be realized.

It is not enough to just improve the gun head. For the past three years, Liu Zhan has been studying the Zhanmadao that was popular in the early Tang Dynasty, but he has tried and failed repeatedly.

The two stayed at Tongtian Pass that day, and a scout came to report at noon the next day, and the Yan army's cavalry were galloping down the mountain again.

"Come out!" Liu Zhan was so angry that his veins burst out.

After noon, personal guards rushed in. "Report to the general! Mr. Song! The stone brought back by Liu Xingshou really caught fire! It's just..."

Before Qin Wei could finish speaking, Liu Zhan had rushed out of the door. "Fenglin, I'll take a step first."

"That, General! The town is full of smoke!" the guard shouted at Liu Zhan's back.

"What's going on?" Song Fenglin asked.

The guard had an indescribable expression on his face. "The flint does burn at one point, but a small one can emit thick smoke, and the smell is extremely choking."

The person in charge of the Armory Workshop tried to use flint to start the furnace, and as a result, thick black smoke gushed out, and the entire valley where Cangyun Town was located was filled with a choking smell.

Liu Zhan smelled this familiar smell just after stepping out of the plank road, and he looked up to the sky and smiled. "That's right, it's this kind of stone!"

When they came to the Armory Workshop, the smell became even stronger, coughing sounds came and went, and everyone was so smoked that they burst into tears.

"Turn off the fire first, the stove and the chimney must be modified before they can be used." Liu Zhan ordered as soon as he arrived. "Open another weapon workshop in the dense forest outside the valley, Cao Ming, you come to supervise it!"

It is very simple to build an arsenal. There are chimneys and stoves made of mud, and a wooden house is built to keep out the wind and rain. People from the barracks are drawn to build it, and it can be completed in two days.

Three days later, the recruit workshop deep in the forest reopened.

The tall chimneys protruding from the top of the tree emitted thick black smoke, and because it was downwind, the smoke did not waft back to Cangyun Town.

In his previous life, Liu Zhan didn't read much and didn't know physics or chemistry. He knew he couldn't develop gunpowder to make guns and cannons, so he focused on strengthening materials and decided to develop the most powerful cold weapon in the world today.

As long as the furnace temperature reaches above [-] degrees, pig iron can be smelted into steel once the temperature is reached.

In this era when there is no steel, if he can develop a steel weapon!

Since Liu Cheng brought back Flint, Liu Zhan has been living in the military workshop, eating and lodging with the craftsmen, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

"The general is still in the Arsenal?" Song Fenglin couldn't sit still.

Zhang Xiaoman replied: "Yesterday Liu Cheng brought back several carts of flint, and the general ordered Liu Cheng to buy flint continuously, saying that there is a clue."

"I'll go and have a look." Song Fenglin was worried after all.

From Cangyun Town to the west, a simple plank road leads directly to the armory workshop outside the valley. The original dense forest has created a large open space, and more than ten smelting workshops are distributed in it.

Liu Zhan was dressed in simple black clothes, the hem of the robe was pinned to his waist, and he swung a sledgehammer to forge iron with the craftsmen.

Although his head was covered with sweat and covered with ashes, Liu Zhan's deep eyes were full of fire.

"Yes, this level should be enough." Liu Zhan stopped, and immediately a craftsman took the hammer from his hand.

The craftsman at the side was even more excited. "General, I have never seen such a color of iron in my seventies, and I will definitely succeed this time."

As soon as Song Fenglin stepped into the open space, he saw a defective product on a shelf beside him, a weapon with an extremely long blade and a very long handle.

It is said to be a knife, but it is double-edged. It is said to be a gun, but its edge is as long as a knife.

"This is?" Song Fenglin looked sideways in doubt.

"The general said it was Mo Dao." A personal guard replied immediately.

Hearing that Song Fenglin was coming, Liu Zhan strode out of the workshop, fearing that Mr. Song would be dusted along the road.

"Have you had lunch?" Liu Zhan smiled.

"Not yet, I brought some food and wine to have a drink with you." Song Fenglin was cold and cold, dressed in white Confucian clothes, which really didn't fit in this gray place.

"Go to my room." Liu Zhan took his hand.

These days, Liu Zhan lives in a temporary wooden house, with a wooden bed and an Eight Immortals table, and there is nothing beside him.

The guard set out the food and then quietly retreated.

Liu Zhan took off his clothes and wanted to change into a clean one, but he didn't want to wear them anymore after taking off his clothes. He hugged Song Fenglin and put him on the bed.

The wooden bed shook and creaked, but the wooden house was not soundproof.

"Wait, there are people outside!" Song Fenglin's face was blushing.

Liu Zhan immediately raised his head and shouted outside the house. "Stay far away. This general wants to discuss matters with Mr. Song. No one should come near."

The guards said yes loudly.

At this time, Mr. Song, who was blushing all over his face, just wanted to kick this guy who didn't know the time and place on him out of bed, the sky is bright!

"Wait until my husband is full before eating." Liu Zhan proudly licked and bit his earballs.

Soon Song Fenglin wanted to yell but couldn't yell at him anymore, never was he willing to bow down, in this respect Liu Zhan had been holding on to his life, and he was able to subdue him in two or three strokes.

Until General Liu finally exhausted his strength and stopped, Song Fenglin seemed to have been fished out of the water.

"Go and boil some hot water." Liu Zhan casually tied up his robe and opened the door to call for someone.

The personal guard was used to serving the two of them, so he took the order without looking sideways, and quickly brought two buckets of hot water outside the door, and Liu Zhan personally brought them in to wait on them.

The room in the wooden house was full of ambiguous and warm fragrance, Mr. Song sat on the edge of the bed lazily and waited for the waiter.

If Song Fenglin was tossing about again, he would be really angry.

Liu Zhan felt very sorry again.

"What are you thinking?" Song Fenglin saw through all the indifference.

"Miss you." Liu Zhan came over to tie his belt with a playful smile, and took the opportunity to ask again. "Don't go tonight."

Song Fenglin didn't say anything, but he didn't say no, but he didn't say right away that he would definitely stay.

The author has something to say: The background of this article is the agricultural society and the cold weapon war. There will be no such things as hot weapons and industrial development. The main reason is that General Liu has not read many books and can’t figure it out hhhhh