"My lord, look."
Outside Luoyang City, in a dense forest far away from Luoyang City.
On a thousand-year-old tree.
Zhao Ding stood on a branch of this thousand-year-old tree that was as thick as an ordinary person's thigh with a middle-aged man wearing linen clothes and a simple face, like an old farmer next door.
At this moment, both of them were wearing linen clothes woven from vines. Supported by the green leaves, they almost blended into the thousand-year-old trees beside them.
Coupled with the fact that this dense forest is on the top of a hill and the height of this thousand-year-old tree, from this angle, you can just see every scene in the garrison valley below the mountain.
The entire Garrison Valley takes on the shape of a huge gourd.
Narrow in front and wide in back.
There are dense military camps at the front of the valley.
At a glance, there are no less than three hundred seats.
This also means that there are at least 5,000 Xuanjia troops stationed in this valley.
If we take into account the defensive bonus brought by the heavy armor of the Xuanjia Army, if we want to attack the valley from the front, we will have to spend ten times the force.
And behind the densely packed military camp was a series of firehouses.
From time to time, thick fireworks can be seen slowly floating out from the valley below.
Not surprisingly, this fire house should be where Daliang Zhubing is.
It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and locked on one side by military camps.
This is completely a natural prison.
The craftsmen who stay inside to forge weapons are more like prisoners than craftsmen. They live, grow old, sick and die in the valley. As long as they go in, they will never come out.
"My lord, be careful."
Just as Zhao Ding was looking at the valley below, the man on the side suddenly whispered in Zhao Ding's ear.
Zhao Ding immediately squatted on the tree trunk, relying on the linen clothes woven from vines on his body, and relying on the dense trunk of this thousand-year-old tree, it was just enough to completely hide him and the big trunk.
Just when Zhao Ding and the Dagan hidden stake had just hidden themselves, a group of brightly armored Xuanjia soldiers came slowly from the mountainside below carrying long swords.
After passing by the mountain path not far from the thousand-year-old tree where Zhao Ding and the others were, they continued to patrol around the ridge where the Soldier Casting Valley was located.
"Where did they come from?"
After this group of Xuanjia troops left, Zhao Ding frowned and looked at the Dagan hidden stake next to him and asked.
It stands to reason that this valley is surrounded by cliffs on three sides. The only exit is the gourd-shaped entrance of the valley. The only place to get out is the narrow intersection where the military camp is stationed.
Even if the Xuanjia Army came out from the gourd-shaped entrance, they would never be able to escape the watch of Zhao Ding standing here.
But now it appears silently.
This also means that this valley has more than just one exit, there should be other places.
"over there."
The large hidden stake next to him pointed his finger.
Following the direction of his finger, Zhao Ding immediately discovered a rugged trail in the mountains extending from the inside of the valley to the outside, and the patrolling Xuanjia Army just now walked out of the rugged trail.
Although the entrance is also fortified with arrow towers and has military camps stationed, the manpower is obviously much less than the soldiers stationed at the gourd-shaped entrance.
This is a bit interesting.
As the saying goes, a large number of people makes a mess, but a small number of people also means that many shady activities can be carried out.
"The soldiers in the military camp at the entrance of this trail that extends from the Garrison Valley are stationed here all year round. They are still stationed for a certain period of time. When the time comes, they will be replaced."
According to Zhao Ding's idea, if Zhao Ding were the top general of the Xuanjia Army stationed in this valley, he would basically arrange for different batches of soldiers to cross patrol and station.
On the one hand, it is to relieve the fatigue of the soldiers, and on the other hand, it is also to prevent the soldiers stationed in the key passage from bending the law and colluding with the craftsmen in the valley for personal gain.
After all, Beiliang's smelting skills have always been unparalleled among the five countries, and the swords and armors it forged have always been real hard currency. Any piece of it that is left outside can be sold for a price that is far higher than the price of weapons forged by ordinary weapons foundries.
From Xiao Daocheng's point of view, he naturally wants to keep this scarce hard currency in his own hands.
Therefore, it is best to cross-station and regularly switch defenses.
"Your Majesty, the Xuanjia Army stationed on this trail has three shifts every day. Each shift is stationed for four hours. They change their defenses at three hours: Zi hour, Chen hour, and Wei hour, and they change every month. The Xuanjia military camp tents come here to change the defenses, once a month."
The man with a simple and honest face replied.
After hearing this, Zhao Ding nodded slightly.
It can be seen from this that Xiao Daocheng is more cautious than he imagined, eliminating most of the possibilities of bending the law for personal gain and collusion between internal and external parties.
But the hardest thing to guard against is the human heart!
Marx said that if capital has a profit of 150%, it will take desperate risks; if it has a profit of 100%, it will dare to trample on all laws; if it has a profit of 300%, it will dare to commit any crime. Even risking being hanged.
And this sentence is equally applicable in this era.
Not to mention that the price of swords in Beiliang has always been very high. A good sword can even be sold for twenty taels of silver, which is twenty times the price of ordinary swords.
"Have you ever heard of a place selling weapons privately in all your years in Beiliang?"
After taking a look at the valley below, Zhao Ding turned his head to look at the middle-aged man with a simple face beside him and asked.
"this....."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth, with a thoughtful look in his eyes, and touched his head. After a while, he said: "Your Majesty, when you said that, I did think of a place, but that place is never for sale, you know. There are very few people, and those who can enter must be introduced by an acquaintance.
I only know that I heard it mentioned by chance.
However, as far as I know, the quality of the weapons leaked out there is quite high, one to two levels higher than the knives issued by the military in our army, and also better than the sabers of the Beiliang soldiers we captured from the battlefield. Not even close. "
Speaking of this, Tian Hu's eyes were extremely excited.
"Is there any way you can sneak in with me?"
Zhao Ding asked.
If he guessed correctly, that place might actually be somewhat related to the current Weaponry Valley. After all, good knives are not so easy to find.
Not to mention appearing in batches.
"this..."
Tian Hu hesitated to speak, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.
"My lord, why are you going to that place?"
The middle-aged man asked subconsciously, but soon his expression was shocked, and he looked at Zhao Ding with questioning eyes: "My lord, what do you mean?"
"Shh~~~"
Zhao Ding hissed.
Tian Hu said excitedly: "Although it is difficult to enter the prince's place, you can still get in with low-level means."
"So best."
Zhao Ding raised his eyebrows.
He was really looking forward to that place.
If he guessed correctly, that extremely secret place selling weapons should be a secret source of income for the generals of the Xuanjia Army stationed here.
Treasures touch people's hearts, let alone guarding such a golden mountain.
But before going, you still need to make some preparations to avoid exposing your identity.
