The surrendered troops were demobilized, and Bai Song ordered them to station themselves in the mountains.
This move puzzled everyone.
After all, life in the mountains is difficult, and it was just after a heavy rain, and mudslides left everything in a mess.
Bai Song did not explain in detail. He immediately summoned the accompanying blacksmiths and gave them some drawings, asking them to use the ores in the mines to smelt iron on the spot. He did not know what they were planning to make.
Fuling City was attacked, and out of the two thousand garrison, less than a hundred people fled overnight.
News soon reached Berkshire.
Bajun is an important town in the middle of Sichuan. It supports the Chengdu garrison. The Holy Lotus Sect has a garrison of 30,000 troops. The general who defends the city is the Holy Lotus Sect's Green Dragon Envoy Yu Wenji.
This person is highly skilled in martial arts and has been in the late stage of Peiyuanjing for twenty years. He is also a general and knows the art of war. He is a very difficult character.
Even in Li Jing's army, many people knew his name.
Now Yuwenji is stationed in Bajun and is responsible for frontline supplies.
Today I was shocked to hear the news from Fuling, thirty miles away.
In the prefect's mansion in the city, Yu Wenji drew his sword angrily, and encountered the general who abandoned the city and fled.
"There are two thousand defenders in Fuling City, but only a few of you are left overnight? You actually have the nerve to come see me!"
"General, calm down, we...we don't want to...the people coming are really too powerful, and my subordinates are unable to resist even if they fight to the death!"
The other soldiers also cried: "Yes, General, the enemy is too powerful."
"Tell me! How many troops are here?"
"It rained heavily last night, and I couldn't see clearly in the chaos. I estimate there were one or two hundred people."
"Snapped!"
A heavy slap fell, which made the guard spin and his head was buzzing.
Yu Wenji shouted: "Do you think I am an old fool? Or are you already crazy? Can a mere hundred people capture a city garrisoned by two thousand people?"
"General, my subordinates...everything my subordinates said is true...there are indeed not many enemy troops, but...but they all have unique skills and are very powerful..."
"Come on, General, those people are not ordinary Tang soldiers. They are all Kung Fu practitioners. Many of them can fly in the sky. We are no match at all."
At this time, a gloomy-looking counselor behind Yu Wenji walked up calmly and whispered: "General, it sounds like they are a group of martial arts people."
"Martial arts people? How is that possible?" Yu Wenji looked disdainful, "Those martial arts people are always in disarray. How can they attack our base?"
"General, don't forget what happened in Jingzhou not long ago."
Yuwenji's expression became serious and he said in a deep voice: "You mean the Heroes Conference?"
"Exactly, the Mo family's action failed completely. Those martial arts people were imprisoned by the Tang army. Could it be that those people have surrendered to the Tang Dynasty?"
"Surrender to the Tang Dynasty? This is even more impossible! I don't know those people in the martial arts world yet? It's not easy for them to join the Holy Lotus Sect. How can they have anything to do with the imperial court?"
"But... besides those people, who else can directly capture Fuling in one night? Even if the number of people they say is wrong, if there is a Tang army that takes a detour to Fuling, it is impossible for us to have no news at all. To enter Fuling, we must go On mountain roads, large troops cannot cross the mountains at all, and only small troops of more than a hundred people can bypass our detection posts."
Yu Wenji thought about it again and again, but couldn't think of any other possibility.
After several hesitations, Yu Wenji restrained his anger and waved his hands to the people in the hall.
The defeated army from Fuling was taken away, and a new problem appeared in front of Yuwenji.
Seeing that there was no one around, the counselor cautiously stepped forward and said, "General, there are iron mines and craftsmen in Fuling City. Now that Fuling City is lost, it will be very difficult to complete the task given to us by the superiors."
"Send the order and dispatch five thousand elites to Fuling immediately. I, the general, will personally go and suppress the bandits!"
"General, isn't this too risky? I heard that the Jianghu people gathered in Hero Village are very powerful. Our task is to garrison Bajun, and the task of dealing with Jianghu forces originally belongs to the Mo family. How about passing the news to the Mo family? , let the Mo family think of countermeasures."
"Hmph! What nonsense is the Mo family? This general has never taken it seriously. He is just flattering in front of the young master so that he can be reused. We rely on them for everything. When will our grand plan be realized? Think about what happened at Hero Village, they It’s simply unreliable.”
The counselor frowned slightly and asked again: "Are the five thousand people too few? After all, the opponent can capture a city with two thousand people in one night..."
Yu Wenji sneered: "They are just a group of rabble. No matter how strong the individual is, they are useless in front of the army! The defeat of Fuling City was just because those rubbish neglected to take precautions. A team of more than a hundred people was wiped out with an army of five thousand people. , it would be enough to make people laugh if this word spread! Don’t forget, we still have the strongest secret guard in the Holy Religion in our hands. I will order you to assemble today, set out tomorrow, and wipe out the bandits in Fuling City within five days."
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Heavy rain followed by heavy snow made the weather in the mountains unpredictable.
The camp in the col has begun to take shape, and supplies are not in short supply. The people in Fuling City have gradually accepted this less vicious-looking team. Every day, people spontaneously send supplies and then leave in a hurry.
After more than a hundred people experienced the hardships in the first two days, they gradually adapted to life in the mountains. However, they still didn't understand the meaning of stopping in the mountain col for something made by a few blacksmiths.
Blacksmiths make iron every day, trial and error.
The drawings given by Bai Song were not complicated, but they used a lot of iron to make a heavy thing.
Bai Song was also very anxious and urged the blacksmith to hurry up every day.
After two days of exploration, the craftsmen gradually got an idea, but it would take a full week to fully produce it.
Fortunately, there is a mine in this mountain col, and there is an inexhaustible supply of iron ore, otherwise it would really be impossible to make it.
At the same time, there are various other ores in this mine.
Under the heavy snow, Bai Song began to experiment.
Everyone is very concerned about what the alliance leader is brewing, and some people are even making bets and guessing in private.
Early this morning, Bai Song took out a pile of gray-black powder, wrapped it in sand and gravel into a ball, and filled it with the gray powder, leaving only a small hole and a thin wire inserted into it.
Everyone gathered around curiously and asked Bai Song what he was doing.
Bai Song didn't say anything, he just placed the ball in the snow and lit the thin thread with fire.
Everyone gathered around and watched the thin thread burn into the sand ball.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the ball of sand exploded. Fine sand and gravel splashed all over the surrounding people. Some small stones hit the people and caused pain. Everyone dispersed screaming in pain.
"Hey, what is this?" Longshanshan wiped the dirt from his body and asked again and again in the face of such a strange sight.
Bai Song was very satisfied and just said: "It's done!"
