The captain's eyes became fascinated and he nodded, "I believe it. Think about it. Recently, the Xiongnu seems to be attacking us desperately. I thought it was strange at first. It turned out that they were planning to withdraw. King Zuo Xian, that wolf cub, really Cruel enough."
"That's a good thing." The commander smiled.
The captain said with a ferocious expression, "Is this something we and I can decide? You rush to the clan leader's tent overnight and tell him everything about the situation here, and the clan leader will make the decision."
"good!!!"
The captain did not dare to neglect. He could only deliver such important information. After walking out of the tent, he quickly mounted his horse and disappeared into the night with the three horses in a dozen breaths.
"Come here, take Brother Teng to rest, and take two girls from the tribe to serve him."
"As commanded."
The next day, at almost noon, Fujiko Jin rubbed his painful head and sat up in a daze. He saw two naked women beside him.
"Damn it, Jie tribe women are so smelly. I should have said that yesterday." Fujiko Jin held his head and said, "Nah, my brain hurts too much."
"Brother Fuji~~~ are you awake?"
"Well~~~just woke up!"
A voice from outside the tent said, "The Captain of Ten Thousands invites you."
"Wait a moment." After Fujiko Jin took care of his appearance, he came to the big tent.
"Hahaha, Brother Teng, there was a huge amount yesterday."
Fujiko Jin said helplessly, "Jin, I was in trouble yesterday."
"Hey, why are you Central Plains people so mother-in-law? Isn't getting drunk one of life's great pleasures?"
"The heroic people of the grassland are beyond comparison with us. Captain Ten Thousands, I plan to set off back today."
The captain grabbed Fujiko Jin and said anxiously, "Brother Teng, the weapons you mentioned yesterday must be sold to me."
Fujiko Jin immediately asked in horror, "Did I say something I shouldn't have said yesterday?"
The captain smiled and said, "You just said it was a weapon. You didn't say anything else. Today there was information from the clan leader that the Huns intend to withdraw."
"Hahaha, congratulations then. Since we have to retreat, the weapons will no longer be used."
"Huh~~~ The Huns will fight when they say they want to fight, and they won't fight when they say they won't. How can such a good thing happen? If other tribes know about it, they think we, the Jie tribe, are afraid of the Huns."
"Oh? Do the Jie tribe want to have another good fight with the Xiongnu?"
"Don't worry about this matter. Just decide whether to sell the weapons or not."
"I think you should not buy it. Although I bought it with someone else, when I bought it, I felt that the origin of this weapon was unknown and I was afraid it might be harmful." Fujiko Jin strongly objected.
But the more he objected, the more the captain wanted to get this ready-made weapon, and Fujiko Jin had no choice but to agree.
He asked his men to hold a few weapons and throw them into the big tent. The captain inspected them carefully. It was impossible to inspect tens of thousands of weapons one by one, so he could only check them randomly.
After a long time, the captain was dumbfounded. He originally thought it was a weapon from the Central Plains, which the Jie tribe might not be used to, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a standard grassland weapon, and even some long swords.
I originally thought that the weapons were ordinary weapons, and rusting was normal, but I didn't expect that the quality of the weapons here was no worse than those of the Jie clan.
Many of them were even much better than what his own soldiers were equipped with. With such a high-quality weapon in front of him, the captain automatically ignored its origin. Does it matter where the weapon came from?
"I want all these weapons. Please give me a price."
When they talked about the price, Fujiko Jin immediately became energetic. The old god said, "In our Xia country, ordinary standard weapons cost 650 yuan, 700 yuan, 800 yuan, and of course 1,500 yuan. Let's do it this way, good or bad." Not to mention, the average price is 750 yuan a handful."
The captain was unconvinced after hearing this: "Brother Teng, although we have not met a few times, we are still close friends. Of course the sword is valuable, but the price of the knife is not that high in the Central Plains."
"Oh? Captain Ten Thousand also knows the price of swords in the Central Plains?"
The captain held a knife and said with a smile, "This kind of thing usually only costs 100 yuan, and the slightly better ones only cost 200 or 300 yuan. How can a knife and a sword be confused?"
"Okay, since the captain has made me such a friend, then the sword is worth 750 gold and the sword is worth 200 gold?"
"The sword is worth 600 gold, and the knife is worth 80 gold."
"The sword is worth 650 money, and the knife is worth 150 money. How about that."
The two of them looked at each other, smiled, and handed over their hands, and the business was done.
Fujiko Jin took out a book, which clearly listed: 8,000 knives, 45,000 swords, 20,000 bows, and more than 10,000 shields and miscellaneous weapons.
"The knives total 1.2 million coins, the swords total 29,250,000 coins, the bows total 13 million coins, and the other weapons add up to 1 million coins, and the total total is 44,450,000 coins. What does the captain think?" Fujiko Jin's mouth has been cracked to the root of his ear. .
"The price is fair. As expected of a merchant, the calculation is really fast. Brother Teng, please don't call me Captain Ten Thousands. It's strange. How old am I to you? My surname is Shi."
The captain first praised him and then his expression changed, "But Brother Teng also knows the situation of our Jie clan. We don't have much money, and we don't have much gold and silver. What if I plan to replace it with a slave?"
"Oh? How does Brother Shi plan to replace it?" Fujiko Jin raised his eyebrows and asked.
"A slave is worth twenty thousand dollars."
Fujiko Jin was shocked, "Brother Shi, the price of your slave is high enough. Although we also have slaves in Xia Kingdom, even if we buy and sell slaves, we can't pay such a high price. Ordinary slaves only cost a few hundred dollars."
"The slightly better ones only cost a thousand dollars, and the ones that cost tens of thousands of dollars, but they are all skilled craftsmen, and they need slaves with special skills to be worth the price. Some people who are not full and are about to starve to death don't want money."
"Hahaha, Brother Teng, you underestimate me, the Jie Clan. I provide slaves, all of them are young and strong people, and there are even some Xia Kingdom slaves. I'm asking you if you want them." Captain Wan crossed his arms and said I am not afraid that Fujiko Jin will not agree.
Fujiko Jin's eyes flickered and he showed a disdainful expression, "It's not a pity to die for these mud-legged people. We merchants have always been heavy on profits. It doesn't matter if we are from the Xia Kingdom or not."
Captain Wanfu was stunned. He never expected that Fujiko Jin would look down on his own people so much. After thinking for a while, he said, "How about 2,000 yuan each."
"Okay, in addition to other slaves, I want all slaves from Xia Kingdom, regardless of age or sex."
"Men, women, children, and old people. If you don't have any, I'll give you everything else. Don't you care?"
Fujiko Jin patted him on the shoulder and said familiarly, "Businessmen value profits, but they also value reputation. It would be good for me to pay some money and gain a good reputation."
"The people of Xia are really cunning."
"Okay, I'll prepare it for you."
Fujikojin went back to rest, and even drove out a Jie girl. She smelled too strong, full of sheep odor. He was a merchant, his status was not high, but he had a lot of money and there was no shortage of women at all.
It took until noon the next day for the Jie clan to get everyone ready.
When I came to the outside of the camp, I looked around and saw a large group of people. These people included almost all the major tribes on the grassland. It seemed that the Jie tribe was not economical on fuel. All of these people's faces were full of expressions. of numbness.
"Brother Teng, you've been waiting for a long time. I have prepared a total of 23,000 people for you this time. Just round up the number."
Fujiko Jin said gratefully, "Brother Shi is very generous. If there are any good goods in the future, I will be the first to deliver them to you."
"Hahaha~~~! Okay!"
After the handover, Fujiko Jin set off towards Daxia with 23,000 people. These were tame slaves, much easier to discipline than the ones they plundered last time.
After walking far away, Teng Zijin looked back at the direction of the Jie tribe's camp. He was stunned and didn't speak. Wang Guard asked, "Master, what are you looking for when you're gone?"
Fujiko Jin's eyes turned red, "The Xiongnu are not good people, and the Jie tribe is even less so. They actually have slaves like me in Daxia. Yang Gan is right. Foreign tribes are all ambitious. Only extermination is the safest way."
Wang Huwei was silent. In the past, Tengzi Jin never cared about ethnic matters. He didn't expect that the longer he followed Yang Gan, the more Hateful Tengzi Jin would become towards foreign races.
"Send someone to go back quickly and report to Yang Gan. We will lead 23,000 slaves back and let him arrange the whereabouts of the slaves."
"Okay, head of the family." Guard Wang immediately ordered Xiaowu and led two cavalry to rush to Baiyunguan.
Baiyun Pass.
"Ha~hahaha~~~!"
At this time, everything in Baiyun Pass was in full swing. After the slaves rescued in 1800 arrived, the speed of cement production was greatly accelerated.
Zhang Yumeng tied her long hair into a bun and kept walking around the construction site, sometimes pointing out some problems.
She is indeed not a professional, but with a vision that transcends thousands of years, she is much more professional than these soldiers who have become monks on the way.
For cement without any additives, the final setting time is usually no later than 45 minutes and no later than 6.5 hours.
In fact, the initial setting time is 1 to 3 hours, and the final setting time is 4 to 6 hours. Considering that the stone slab is relatively thick, it is safer to be exposed to the sun.
After the entire city wall was compacted with rammed earth, the soldiers placed five-meter-long, 2-meter-wide, and half-meter-thick cement slabs into the dug foundation. Zhang Yumeng also came up with the idea of making only grooves in the cement slabs and smearing cement to embed them into each other. , can't be separated even if I want to.
Pieces of cement boards are being stacked one after another, and the former city wall seems to have been covered with a layer of gray-white armor, making it much taller.
King Xia Wen, who was outside the city wall, motioned to Xue Kang'an to try the hardness of the cement boards. The thickness of dozens of cement boards stacked up could almost make people despair.
Xue Kang'an followed the instructions and hit the cement wall hard with the big hammer, and suddenly there was only a muffled sound.
Some of the cement fell off, but the inside was intact. King Xia Wen was directly shocked. He watched the process of making cement into cement boards.
As long as the place where the fingernails were smashed out is covered with cement, it will be as stable as a mountain after a few hours. As long as the iron bars and the whole body are still there, the enemy can't even think of climbing to the top of the city.
Pressing his chest, King Xia Wen said to Qu Xiuwen, "Who is this woman?"
"A few days ago, I asked someone to check the household registration. It was said that he was the slave of Master Zhao. I didn't expect that he could make such a magical thing. It's amazing."
King Xia Wen shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity that he is not a man, otherwise he would have been promoted to an official rank just around the corner."
Suddenly his expression turned stern and he said, "Go and inform Tian Zong that news about cement must not spread."
"No, my lord."
"By the way, where did Zhao'er go?"
