[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

There are still about five days before the Jinren attack the city.

The entire city of Yangzhou is like a long eagle with its wings spread. Two Great Walls were erected in the east and west until the side of the mountain, completely blocking the possibility of Jin people entering and exiting.

Martial law has also begun at the checkpoint in the rear, and any irrelevant Jiangyin residents are strictly prohibited from coming and going here.

If Yangzhou is broken, Jiangyin will be broken, and everyone will live and die together.

The first level is difficult to shake with manpower and horsepower.

Liu Xi and the others have never seen the Great Wall of this era, but such a crude method of high walls is really useless.

Because relatively speaking, the manpower and material resources to be paid are really too little.

In ancient times, if one wanted to build a six-meter-high stone wall, a lot of coolies were needed to transport the stone materials, and there was no other way but to borrow hydraulic carts and horses for the whole process.

But with more modern equipment, it is completely different.

Just driving a few cranes, forklifts, and cranes can easily pile up huge containers.

The whole process was almost like stacking blocks—people manipulated the handlebars, and the heavy objects that could not be pulled by ten horses were easily hoisted.

As a result, many aborigines from Yangzhou quietly joined in to watch the excitement.

Guo Di has been busy for many days, mainly tossing about the affairs of the navy.

A total of more than a dozen water trucks have been assembled. Not only do they have to be familiar with the composition and drill formation, but the more difficult thing is to learn and use the instant messaging device.

Guo Di is like many unresponsive grandfathers. Although he has never had any problems with major events, such as war deployment and decision-making, he really doesn't know anything about the use of smartphones.

At the beginning, because of the power outage in the whole city, it was rumored that there would be no electricity forever in the future, resulting in littered mobile phones everywhere on the street.

Liu Xi quietly sent someone to collect all these, and now it can still be used after charging.

The old man learned the numbers for a long time but couldn't remember them clearly, so he simply learned how to use the voice assistant, and now he can barely communicate with the people in the Senate remotely.

The next step is to learn how to use the tablet to quickly report the military situation - it feels like the old man has to lose a lot of hair again.

I don't know whether it was loose supervision or Liu Xi's secret authorization, Sun Daofu followed him all the way to observe various details, and no staff stopped him.

Comrade Lao Sun himself was hostile and wary of the people in Jiangyin Town, but while verbally reprimanding these people every day for being "weird in appearance and immoral", he couldn't help but see what new things Guo Di was learning.

The more I look at it, the more strange it becomes.

No wonder Guo Zhizhou guarded Yangzhou City for 30 years, and it was destroyed overnight.

Even he couldn't hold on.

Regarding the occupation of Yangzhou, Sun Daofu has always complained to Guo Di, but after learning about this remote communication device and seeing these people manipulating water dragons and sky fires, he is completely speechless.

It can't be blamed that the Song State doesn't know these things, and it can't be blamed for the amazing power of the water dragon. The scholars couldn't lead their soldiers to overthrow the Lin Guoren, so they could only squat in the corner and sulk.

Guo Di saw it, smiled and said nothing.

The two spent several days in the fire station and the military headquarters, and it will be several days before they go to Beicheng. This time, they saw the walls that are several feet high standing outside. In general, the surprised one didn't know what to say.

Guo Di rode his horse and let Sun Daofu stand there in a daze. He ran around the iron wall without seeing the end.

He is a veteran who has seen the Great Wall, and he has done similar things himself.

After all, this Yangzhou city has been built for 30 years, but it was built forcibly by arresting a bunch of people.

As he was looking at it, the phone in his arms began to vibrate.

Liu Xi stood on the watchtower in the distance, and said with a smile, "How about the Great Wall?"

Guo Di didn't know that he was looking at him from a distance, so he just got off his horse and stood still, stretched out his hand and patted the motionless high wall: "How many days have you built such a high wall?"

"People can't walk on this wall. Some places are filled with compressed construction waste." Liu Zi smiled and said: "I'm curious how the Jin people broke this iron wall."

Guo Di thought that what he had repaired for 30 years was not as good as what he had tossed out in the past six days, and he felt a lot of emotion, and then he heard Liu Xi say: "Please go to the pagoda to explain, and I want to show you a few things."

When the old man was in a daze, he heard a clear and bright whistle in the distance.

After he finally went up to the tower, he saw the whole picture of the whole North City.

Liu Xun changed Qian Fan's plan and built an iron curtain between Nancheng and Jiacheng, connecting to the distant mountains.

The open space north of Jiacheng has been cleared for martial law, and the mines have been arranged. As long as their cavalry comes over, they will be directly blown into the sky.

After surviving several rounds of bombing, they still had to find a way to deal with the six-meter-high steel wall.

Unless they also have explosive craftsmen on their side, it is completely impossible.

"Mr. Guo, look at this." Liu Xi motioned him to look at the bright yellow crane, and activated the walkie-talkie: "A13 experiment, activate."

With his order, the crane twisted directly left and right, and the box on the hook flew out instantly with a large movement.

Since the box was open, hundreds of steel bars inside flew out at the same time, flying towards the predetermined no-man's land with great force like ten thousand arrows firing together!

"These steel bars can be reused after being pulled out," Liu Xi said seriously, "I think this method is really good."

Guo Di was probably shocked too many times, and at this moment there was no disturbance in his heart.

Even if Liu Xi rode a phoenix and took him for a walk in the sky tomorrow, it probably wouldn't be a rare thing.

Sparse people have begun to appear below, and they came to record relevant data and the degree of damage.

"I originally wanted the crane to drop large objects to the ground, but if I make a wrong operation, I will hurt my own people." Liu Xi looked at the data emerging on the console, and continued: "What does General Guo think of this?"

Guo Di stayed for a while, and began to applaud in a very modern way.

Qian Fan's side has already started construction in the south of Xiangyang. Since Lao Zhao approved several papers and sent two high-ranking officials to follow him, all the roads were green lights, and almost everything went smoothly.

This is unimaginable in China.

Due to the sound supervision mechanism in the information society, officials and cadres basically follow the procedures and rules honestly, and there is no situation where you can do whatever you want just because you are an official.

But at present, sorry, the official university can do whatever it wants.

Qian Fan found that when the gatekeepers saw the official uniforms of those civil servants, they didn't even dare to check what was on the convoy, and sent them through with smiles all the way.

Similarly, the guards in Xiangyang should be regarded as senior officials at the deputy state level, and they dared not ask them about building a signal tower to communicate with them, and they didn't even ask half a question.

Those civil servants received the emperor's will, and they kept their word throughout the whole process, and they were able to meet whatever Qian Fan asked.

The only thing that Director Qian is not used to is the place where he eats and all kinds of strange overtures.

Before going out, Liu Xun had explained to him that apart from the excessive etiquette, other things should be easy-going, so Director Qian honestly ate about a dozen soft-footed dust feasts along the way.

Even though it is a time of war, even if refugees and disaster victims can be seen everywhere on the roadside, officials of all towns and cities will rush to receive them. No matter how dilapidated a small town is, it can display more than a dozen kinds of mountain delicacies and wild game. Seasonal fruits and vegetables not grown here.

Qian Fan wondered if these people didn't know there was going to be a war, how could they still eat.

Or, do you all know how to live and make money, and enjoy life desperately?

Not to mention the officials, just like what they saw in Pinggong County, even the common people are well-dressed, and they continue to compare their grooming and grooming.

There are thatched huts everywhere, and they leak when it rains, but no one cares about how the city can be built better, and the common people are used to such a mediocre life, wearing clothes that are completely different from their identity and life.

What's more embarrassing is that along the way, someone tried to stuff him with women.

Although Qian Fan admires Song Guo or women with simple elegance or heavy makeup, but after all, he has been single for more than 30 years, and it is impossible to have sex with anyone casually.

Some people would make a mistake and pack up a young man with red lips and white teeth, and let him wait in the dormitory wearing a thin gauze.

Director Qian kicked the little brother out with a blushing face, and the expression on his face was so embarrassing.

Occasionally, Liu Xi would call him after he was busy, and would laugh out loud when he heard the complaints on the other side.

Just in the evening when the routine work progress was reported, Zhao Qingyu sneaked into the office to find some cakes for her sisters, and reminded Liu Xun of something.

It seems that there is still an ancient person living in his apartment?

I didn't go home for two or three days, and I completely forgot about it.

He took a sip of his strong tea, listened to the faint movements in Qian Fan's construction site, and told him about it.

"20 years old? Come from Shandong?" When Qian Fan heard the news, his tone became quite interested: "Liu Xi, it seems that they signed the agreement 50 years ago, that is to say, this person is here Born on the land of the Kingdom of Jin."

Liu Xi completely took advantage of the phone calls with him to relax and touch a fish, his mind was in a semi-paralyzed state: "It's none of my business..."

"In other words, he doesn't belong to the Northern Song Dynasty, nor does he belong to the Southern Song Dynasty. Do you know what that means?" Qian Fan said emphatically, "If this person has good brains and good qualifications, he can be absorbed into our Senate .”

Liu Xi rubbed his forehead and said lazily, "Old Qian, are you working 24 hours a day?"

"Almost." Qian Fan took a puff of his cigarette and said, "You can definitely let that little clever ghost Qingyu go and see if he's curious about modern knowledge."

As soon as Liu Xun turned the chair, he saw Zhao Qingyu holding a piece of white lover, letting the big sister next to him rub his head.

He snapped his fingers casually, called the boy to his eyes like calling a cat, and told him roughly what the money bureau meant.

"That is, if he's interested in modern technology—"

"Uncle Liu," Zhao Qingyu mumbled, chewing on a biscuit, "He has already taken the second grade of junior high school, and he is very interested in chemistry and physics. I picked him up to teach—"

The scene fell into silence and embarrassment again.

Liu Xi didn't expect such a development at all. He frowned and said, "No—you didn't finish your first year of high school, so you still go to teach others?"

Zhao Qingyu's eyes brightened, she shook her head and said, "He can understand most of the Chinese language. I've been hanging out with Uncle Cai these days, and I let him watch videos to learn by himself. I only go home to answer questions at night. .”

"No, you bumped into him, and now you're throwing him home alone?!" Liu Xi had too many problems and didn't know where to start: "Aren't you afraid that he will burn my house down?!"

"No way, he has been eating in the cafeteria by himself these days," Zhao Qingyu said slowly, "He is already 20 years old, he should know how to take care of himself."

Liu Xi: "...???"

Qian Fan on the phone said slowly: "Liu Zhen, your cheap son is smart enough."

Liu Xi turned off the phone casually, leaned over and stared at the young man, and said, "You didn't even tell me what you did?"

Zhao Qingyu wiped the biscuit crumbs from her mouth: "You're welcome, don't praise me, if you praise me again, I'll swell."

No, you're already pretty bloated.