He called Tian Zong and Ou Yexia over and asked Zhang Yumeng to start explaining the functions and effects of cement. As expected, they were shocked.
Yang Qian tilted his head. As expected, the three swordsmen Xia Xue and Qu were also there. Nima was just like Niubi Tang. He must not be a particularly high-ranking official. Otherwise, wouldn't he have to work here every day?
Ou Yexia was silent for a while and said, "General Yang, this thing is easy to operate. Just give it to the idle soldiers and let them do it. What do you want me to do?"
"I need iron bars." Yang Gan said.
"What do you need iron bars for?"
"A finger-thick iron bar is woven into a frame, and cement is filled in, so that it becomes an extremely hard stone slab."
"Then lay the stone slabs flat and stick them with cement, and wrap the current city wall inside. You can also pour cement into the gaps or rammed earth."
King Xia Wen couldn't help but interjected, "Is this thing really as good as you say?"
Zhang Yumeng jumped out directly, "This is what I came up with. It must be useful. Unfortunately, there are no shells here. If there are shells from the sea, smash them and grind them into powder and add them to the hardness."
King Xia Wen's eyes lit up and he glanced at Tian Zong. Tian Zong immediately suggested, "Actually, there are a lot of hay and shells in Tuncheng and Shoucheng. If you want them, you can get them there in the dark. There is quite a lot." "
When he heard that there were shells, Yang Gan was stunned and asked, "Lao Tian, is there a sea here?"
"There is the sea a few hundred miles to the south. Over there is Haichao County. It depends on the sea and has made a living by fishing for generations. Many people will bring shells and the like here. When building earthen walls, they use shells to grind them. The powder is also very easy to use." Tian Zong explained.
"That's not right. Isn't the South Shangguo?"
"Strictly speaking, the sea is southeast of Yuntong County."
"Okay, Zhang Yumeng, you can take charge of teaching these soldiers what is here. I also have 1,800 domestic slaves who were rescued from the Huns and have no place to arrange them. They can just work as coolies and provide enough food."
Yang Qian quickly implemented all the matters and let Tian Zong check the specific implementation. Zhang Yumeng began to direct the soldiers to start refining cement. Although she was working, she was still puzzled.
"How does Yang Gan have such a brain? How does he know about reinforced concrete and concrete, and how does he know so much about cement and cement plus shells?"
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and Zhang Yumeng opened his mouth in surprise. After being rescued by him, he came to Yang Mansion.
The toilet, bathtub, rain shower, washstand and some furniture that are not in line with this era are seen inside, and there is no doubt about the cement itself.
A normal ancient person would definitely not believe in the effectiveness of his cement without seeing the real thing, but Yang Qian was indeed unswerving. The only explanation is that he knew this thing.
"Is he also a time traveler?"
But soon, Zhang Yumeng shook his head. No one in modern society would have such great ambitions and courage.
And no matter who travels through time, it’s impossible for them to go to war with weapons instantly, right? How many modern people do this?
He almost died in the execution ground when he came. Zhang Yumeng subconsciously believed that others should be the same as him. If Yang Gan is not a time traveler, then his ability to accept and draw inferences from one example is too strong.
After arranging the mission, Yang Gan began to inspect the ordnance, and sure enough he saw dozens of modified tanks, with ferocious bronze spiral blades emitting cold light in front of them.
No one would think that this thing is not sharp, and many soldiers even feel a chilling feeling every time they walk past the chariot.
Some soldiers exclaimed that it was a good thing that this chariot belonged to their own camp, otherwise when they set up the military formation, their legs would have been weak before the chariot came.
In addition to chariots, there are a lot of ordnance to be inspected. The equipment of the entire frontier army is in a mess. Some people use bronze swords, others use iron swords, and the same goes for armor.
Those who can serve as the main force all have their own armor and weapons. Many people's armor is even the same style from decades ago.
If the armor is well preserved, it needs to be maintained regularly. It is not a problem to pass it down to two or three generations. But if you just come by yourself and bring nothing, you can only serve as an auxiliary soldier, and you will most likely be sent as cannon fodder.
When he came to the city wall, Yang Gan jumped over and looked around. This place is composed of two majestic and majestic mountains, with mountain roads stretching for hundreds of thousands of kilometers next to them.
It's not that people won't come in from other places, but the cavalry will definitely not be able to pass through the uneven and bumpy mountain roads, and they will have to give up most of their baggage.
Can the Huns still bite people without their cavalry?
How many days can the dry food I carry with me last me? Let’s not talk about the other countries in the Central Plains, the Xiongnu could be killed by just wasting.
Baiyunguan Pass is an irregular rectangle, made of long, round, and flat rams. The east wall is 800 feet long, the west wall is 600 feet long, and the south wall is more than 80 feet long.
There is also the Dongmenguan Tower on the east side. The Dongmenguan Tower is 31 feet long from north to south and ninety-three feet high. It is concave in shape and sits from west to east, controlling the main entrance to the pass. Guanlou is a three-story mountaintop-style building with double doors and double buildings. Each roof is decorated with a red phoenix, so it is also called "Danfeng Tower".
Located at the lower end of the city wall on the right side of the east gate of the building, there is a shaft-type weapons warehouse. The arrow warehouse is like a dry well, with bundles of arrows, about 1 cubic meter, in it.
Looking around, the sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows on the grassland, but there are no cattle or sheep, only the slightest look of killing.
A few days later, Fujiko Jin came to the reception camp of the Jie tribe. This was the only way for Xia's caravan to pass. The roads were opened according to the needs of each tribe, and the goods inside the horses were also inspected.
Fujiko Jin threw some tea bags skillfully. In the grassland, the attraction of money is far less attractive than material.
The tea that can be sold here is a luxury product. Only nobles can use it on weekdays, and ordinary people can save it.
Some people are already highly incense after drinking Naipizi. Only when the aristocratic grandpa throws away the tea leaves can he pick up some tea leaves and bite them.
"Hahahaha, my brother Teng, come and pull me." A fat man wearing gold and silver came out of the tent to welcome him.
The current Fujiko Jin is good news for him. When other merchants come, they only bring some salt, tea, and silk. On weekdays, it is indeed very valuable, but now the Huns have been violently attacking the Jie tribe.
The Jie tribe is also considered a large tribe on the grassland, but it is a pity that they are still unable to cope with the powerful Huns. Apart from the initial tug-of-war, they are now simply suppressed and beaten, and they are in urgent need of copper and iron.
Fujiko Jin was one of the very few merchants in Daxia who could provide copper and iron, so he was naturally treated with great courtesy.
"Hahaha, Master Wanhu, long time no see." Fujiko Jin held his hand towards the other party with a face full of joy.
The two of them talked to each other about their affairs and walked towards the big tent.
The head of Wanhu asked his servants to serve butter tea and said, "Brother Teng, I have something to say directly. The Huns' offensive is getting more and more fierce. They seem to be going crazy during this time. We, the Jie clan, did not offend them."
Fujiko Jin nodded, "Copper, iron, salt, I also specially prepared some good things for the head of ten thousand households."
A sly smile appeared on Fujiko Jin's face. The head of the household touched his rough beard and smiled.
After counting the supplies, it was already evening. Inside the camp, the head of the household was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.
"Okay, okay, this Five Stone Powder is really good. After eating it, my whole strength becomes stronger."
Wan Huzhang is a bit ecstatic, but judging from the cold light emanating from the faint triangular eyes, he is not a simple person.
After giving his subordinates a look, a large group of centurions and centurions below began to toast Fujiko Jin enthusiastically.
"Ah, that's enough, that's enough. I don't drink much."
All the Jie people were so enthusiastic that they almost grabbed Fujiko Jin to drink. After a while, his whole face turned red.
The Jiangjun Lie produced in Zhuangzi is no joke. Many Jie people like to drink Jiangjun Lie mixed with kumiss. Firstly, it has a milky flavor, and secondly, it can increase the alcohol content.
Wanhu Zhang looked at his subordinates, and the captain immediately understood. He pulled Teng Zijin and smiled and said, "Brother Teng, is the good thing you mentioned five stone powder?"
Fujiko Jin blushed, waved his hands wildly, and muttered, "Hahaha, I originally prepared things for you, but you don't need them anymore."
Suddenly everyone became interested, and the captain asked, "What good thing is it? We don't have much money, but we have enough care of cattle, sheep and horses. If you have any good things, just take them out."
"Oh my gosh~~~~That's tens of thousands of swords, ready-made, equipped and ready to go on the battlefield."
Everyone present was dumbfounded. They didn't offer such a good thing. The Xia people were really cunning. They must have wanted to raise the price.
Wan Huzhang's face darkened, "Brother Teng, we Jie tribesmen treat you as a brother, but you treat us like Weiwei. Why don't you take out such a good thing?"
Fujiko Jin shook his head and said with a smile, "These weapons were originally planned to be sold for a good price. Who would have thought that when I came here a few days ago, I met a caravan coming from the King's Court of Shanshan. There was a friend among them. He told me .....Hiccup~~~"
Seeing Fujiko Jin's shaky appearance, not only the heads of households but also the commanders and centurions below became anxious, half-said, "I won't have a wife in the future."
Teng Zijin rubbed his chest, his face was very ugly, and after burping, he said, "Eighteen tribes of the Xiongnu were wiped out. The Chanyu was furious and asked his son, King Zuo Xian, to gather troops to attack the Xia Kingdom."
"Since the Huns are about to retreat, you probably won't be able to use these weapons. It's a pity that I have been transported over a long distance, but there is no place to use them." Fujiko Jin fell down on the carpet after finishing speaking. Falling asleep.
With a "pop" sound, the head of the household stood up, his triangular eyes looking left and right, and after a long time, he sat down heavily in his seat.
The captain raised his hands and said, "Wanhu, do you believe what the merchant Fujiko Jin said?"
