The Song Dynasty felt extremely awkward.
He obviously has strong national and financial resources, but his bones are soft. The imperial election system picks people here and there, and the ones picked out every time are weak. Isn't this luck gone?
It was not easy to choose Zhao Shen, but the complicated National Day and stubborn domestic forces blocked Zhao Shen's hands and feet.
Forty years ago, they could have succeeded in one battle, but due to factors such as the general environment and their own lack of strength, the Wu Dynasty territory that was already in their hands was vomited back.
Politically, the drama of wearing yellow robes to prevent others was repeated, and the status of the gentry continued to be elevated.
The royal family of the Zhao and Song Dynasties even took the initiative to distort the idea that "officials cannot be punished", and the Confucian idea that scholar-officials should punish themselves for their mistakes and observe etiquette became a 180-degree distortion of the scholar-officials who could not be punished for their crimes. , which made countless Han people in Kyushu have to think about a question: Will the saint rise from his coffin?
In the military, they clearly suppressed the military and local warlords, but did not deepen the reform of the military system. Instead, they continued to spawn large army groups and the emergence of family armies. The number of Yang family army, Yue family army, Zhong family army, Zhe family army and so on exceeded 200,000. Even if the decision-making power is held by the nobles, if they want to rebel against you, won't these family soldiers be able to do so?
Overtly and secretly, Zhao Song and the Song Dynasty family did not believe in soldiers, but they gave enough chips to the generals.
Isn't this a distortion?
Do you really think that his old Zhao family's blessings from God are constant and he will not die no matter what he does?
No wonder it was the luck of the Song Dynasty. How could it frustrate a dynasty? Every time there was a national crisis, a general would appear, making him an invincible little power.
"I'm going to the front line!" Zhang He said very calmly, but it didn't sound as relaxed as it seemed.
Yue Fei is nowhere to be seen, can Zhang He not go to the front line?
"Most of the Song army is a shield, only Yue is a spear. The Yue family's army has been preparing for war for many years. I am not sure where this spear will hit in the end!"
The unresolved situation is the most vexing part.
Jingzhou, the northern plain is Wei County of Jizhou, connected by Qinghe River, there are no terrain obstacles, at most there are some hills, with Mount Tai as a barrier in the east, and in the direction of the Ming army, Gaoping is a deterrent to the Huaihe River.
With three sides leaking air, it seems that there are more strategic passives, but these passives cannot stop the Yue Family Army. With the current size of the Yue Family Army, it can at least fight on two fronts, one for main battle and one for defense.
Lord, be careful, who knows?
"trouble!"
Thinking of the upcoming troubles that Wu Dynasty will face, Old Man Xia is also very worried. "Do you know about the sleigh?"
"I know, Equation's ability to turn decay into magic is really eye-catching!" Zhang He nodded, "It's no use, in another fifty days, spring will fall. This winter, Wei County, There isn’t much snow in Qinghe, and the river will thaw after the Lantern Festival, so the sled will only take thirty days at most!”
"The sled is just okay at best, but the key lies with you!"
The sledding was going well, but the timing was wrong.
Winter is almost over, we can’t let our dogs run around in the mud!
The foreign tribes on the grassland must weigh the impact of the mud on the cavalry, and the Wu Dynasty must also consider it. Without the blessing of the heavy cavalry, the warriors in the drizzling spring can only implement the policy of strengthening the walls and clearing the fields in the southern border. Of course, they can also fight out.
Just like this, the front line needs someone, someone who has the support of the court, the support of hundreds of soldiers, and a deep prestige.
And this one is only Zhang He!
But once Zhang He leaves, what will happen to the grassland?
Difficult!
"Everything will pass eventually. As long as it lasts through Qingming Festival, there will be less rain in the future!"
Zhang He wiped his face and turned to look east. A strange fragrance drifted into his nose from nowhere, "What does it smell like?"
"The stone pot fish was created by the equation. I thought it was just a little bit of food, but it turned out to be a big help to us!" Old Man Xia said with a smile.
He and Zhang Heli have already formed a tacit understanding with the court for decades. After explaining what needs to be explained, they will naturally not delve into the topic.
"Very busy?"
Zhang He was puzzled. If it was just a little food, how could it help?
"The fish in the stone pot is spicy and has the effect of repelling cold. Besides, fish is also meat. When you go into the water, don't you have to have something in your stomach? How fast can the ice break now? Do you think you can help?"
Old Man Xia turned around and said, "Let's go, have a meal, and I'll help you practice it!"
"Keeping the cold away?"
Zhang He pinched his chin, not knowing what he thought of, "Then let's give it a try!"
…
"This fire is okay!"
"It feels hotter than a boiler!"
"Is this what we just did?"
The blue flames continued to spurt out of the hole, and the strong men with mud on their hands seemed to have seen their favorite toys.
"But what's the use?"
Many people have never seen the faint blue flame, including Wu Qiong.
Flame is good, but what is the use of this flame?
"Temperature, smelting iron requires high temperature. The higher the temperature, the faster the iron melts, the more plasticity it has, and the better and fastest the iron tools are. The so-called smelting of steel is to use manpower to assist when the temperature is not enough. But with the fire of Bailian, it can be transformed into one!"
Pushing aside the crowd, Fang Fang walked to the burning huge briquettes.
Due to a problem with the mold, the briquettes in front of me were the size of a faceplate, with messy holes, but they still burned fully.
"real or fake?"
"How do you explain that steel becomes steel after it is tempered a hundred times?"
"It seems to make sense!"
Naturally, some people believe in the explanation of the equation, while others do not, and there are constant voices of doubt and surprise.
"There's an iron smelter next door. Can you give it a try? It's just a waste of time!" Fang Fang simply pointed at someone casually and said, "Go and find a blacksmith!"
The person who was named glanced at Wu Qiong. Seeing this, Wu Qiong said nothing and nodded directly.
Compared with briquettes, Wu Qiong is now more concerned about Equation.
No matter from which angle you look at it, there is a high probability that this person is a strange person. The jade of sleigh is in front, and the honeycomb obviously does not need to be questioned.
Wu Qiong is upright and honest, but he is not stupid, stupid or foolish.
The court sent them to protect Fang Fang, which was very strange in itself. Fang Fang was also accompanied by the Li brothers, and ordinary nobles did not receive such treatment.
Maybe he should change his attitude about equations completely.
After a while, the blacksmith was invited. When he saw the faint blue flame in the center of the crowd, the older blacksmith seemed to have seen a ghost. After a brief period of astonishment, he turned into exclamations and enthusiasm.
Ordinary people don't understand the importance of flames. How could a blacksmith who makes a living by making iron all year round don't understand the role of fire in smelting iron?
Along with the blacksmith's enthusiasm, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Fang Fang.
Those who are capable will be the center of the crowd wherever they go, not to mention this kind of flame that will affect the quality of military weapons in the future. Anyone who is not stupid knows what this represents.
I originally disliked the mud on my hand, but now where is this mud?
This is a sign that they have participated in a great achievement, and that they can participate in such a major event that affects the future. Let alone letting them play with mud, is it negotiable even if they play with shit?
"What are you still doing?"
When everyone was overjoyed, Wu Qiong shouted loudly, with his knife drawn out, "Clean up some idlers, and the tents will be cordoned off at every step. Anyone who peeks in will be killed!"
