Chapter 352 Farewell
In February of the third year of Jianxing, the Prime Minister made a public appearance and said that the provisions and weapons were ready. His Majesty asked your Majesty to send troops southward and set up Nanzhong as early as possible to boost the power of the Han Dynasty.
The emperor agreed and ordered Tai Shi to choose an auspicious day.
The day after Feng Yong returned to Jincheng, news came from the court that the southern expedition was scheduled for March.
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun both moved to Yamen and will soon go south.
Knowing that Zhao Guang and Wang Xun were about to go south, Feng Yong finally understood why Zhuge Lao Yao would let him return to the village first.
It seems that just to enable him to catch up, he sent Zhao Guang and Wang Xun to the two of them.
Waging a war is not a child's play, nor is it just gathering soldiers at random and then killing them in a mighty way.
Food, grass, weapons, etc. must be prepared in advance. The leading troops must also assemble at the designated location first, rather than setting off together from Jincheng.
Time was running out, and Jincheng was suddenly enveloped in tension.
The brothers and others ate and drank at Feng Mansion, and finally drank all the ten jars of wine without leaving any trace.
According to Zhao Guang, once I go there, I don’t know when I will be able to eat such exquisite food again. This time is considered to be his brother's reception banquet, and it is also his own farewell banquet.
At the end of February in Jincheng, spring is already warm.
Feng Yong took Li Yi and Yang Wanwan to bid farewell to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun on the official road, and warned Zhao Guang with some uneasiness.
When a man goes off to war, a woman can only say goodbye at home and cannot go out, otherwise she will be laughed at.
Zhao Yun, this guy, now seems to be completely letting Zhao Guang go.
I heard that Zhao Guang himself said that when he was reluctant to leave with his mother before going out, he was suddenly kicked out of the house by his elders. Then before closing the door of the house, he cursed: "What if this southern expedition?" If you dare to disgrace the old Zhao family, you don’t have to come back!”
This old guy has fought countless battles in his life. It is estimated that Zhao Guang's expedition this time is probably the same as running out for a walk in his eyes.
The terrible thing is that Zhao Guang may have been influenced by him. He had no intention of going to the battlefield at all, and his expression could not be more relaxed.
This made Feng Yong a little worried.
"This time is no different from the time in Yinping, where you were obeying orders under the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister enforces the law strictly, don't do anything random, otherwise no one will be able to save you."
Wang Xun is calm by nature. He went to fight with Wang Ping on the battlefield when he was twelve or thirteen years old, so there is no need to worry.
On the other hand, this guy Zhao Guang, although he has a father who is one of the top five generals, the fact about Yinping really makes Feng Yong feel frightened.
This Battle of Nanzhong was the first battle personally commanded by Zhuge Laoyao. It was also the first time the Han Dynasty mobilized troops after the Han company suffered heavy losses. Its importance is obvious.
Proud disciples like Ma Di will be killed by the old monster Zhuge because they disobey military orders. If Zhao Guang does something like Yinping again, his life will basically be at risk.
Zhao Guang, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face with two dark circles under his eyes, looked like a national treasure panda. Hearing Feng Yong's words, he nodded repeatedly, "I have taken brother's words to heart, and I don't dare to do anything random again."
It's obviously a sad farewell, but for some reason, Zhao Guang's appearance makes people not take it seriously, and even feels a little funny - why does this guy always give you troubles out of the blue?
Thinking of this, Feng Yong felt even more worried, "By the way, what's going on with your face? You were fine when you left Zhuangzi yesterday morning!"
Does Mr. Zhao have a problem with abusing his son? Are you going to beat up Zhao Guang before leaving?
After hearing this, Zhao Guang touched the bruises on his face and said unnaturally, "Yesterday, my sister told me that she hasn't urged me to practice martial arts for a long time. This time when I go south, the military situation is dangerous, so I need to be careful before leaving. Give me some pointers on my martial arts skills.”
“Which sister?”
“A sister Guan.”
"oh."
Zhao Guanglue said with some regret, "After the banquet the day before yesterday, Sister Huang was anxious to return to Hanzhong to supervise the farm affairs, otherwise..."
I'm just saying this to you, if Guan Ji were here, I wouldn't be able to beat you up again!
What are you thinking about? I always think about my sister fighting. Is it interesting?
Feng Yong was too lazy to care about this guy who was always out of tune, and turned to Wang Xun and said, "Zishi, you must be optimistic about Yiwen this time when you go south, and don't let him be as willful as last time."
Wang Xun nodded and said, "Brother, please remember what you said."
Feng Yong turned his head and ordered Bu Qu who was following him, "Come here, bring the things up."
The troops following Feng Yong each came up holding a pair of armor and a saber.
"The battlefield is dangerous. An extra piece of good armor means an extra life. An extra good weapon means an extra hand. As an elder brother, I can't help you. I can only let Hanzhong help you when we are in Hanzhong. The people from Ye have built something, see if you can use it."
He has occupied several mines in Nanxiang County, and he can't just occupy the manhole without shitting. In addition, he has the status of a supervisor of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry Co., Ltd., so Feng Yong had some selfish motives from the beginning, so that Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry and Technology Co., Ltd. People try to use coal to smelt iron to see what the difference is from before.
There is no hope for steelmaking for the time being. Although I know the principles, I only know the principles and my actual operation ability is zero.
Even if Feng Yong explained the principle, the craftsman would definitely not understand it with a confused look on his face.
So we had to use it to smelt iron first. Anyway, there were already records of using coal to smelt iron in the Western Han Dynasty. There should be no threshold for this.
But the result was extremely disappointing to Feng Yong.
It is true that the burning temperature of coal is higher than that of charcoal, and it is true that coal can be used to smelt iron to quickly obtain a large amount of iron. However, please note that the quality of iron is extremely worrying!
The smelted iron is very brittle and cannot be used as weapons at all, it can only be used as agricultural tools!
So it was effortless for Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry to supply eight-oxen plows to the manors in Hanzhong, and the iron smelting room was even filled with substandard iron.
Because of this, Huo Yi came over to thank Feng Yong.
But Feng Tibi couldn't wait to kick over those iron smelting furnaces!
What do I need this junk iron for?
Based on his knowledge of physics and chemistry, Feng Yong knew that this was because there were too many iron impurities.
In addition, coal also contains a large amount of other substances, which will seep into the iron during the iron smelting process, so this situation occurs.
It seems that what the book says is right. Whether it is iron or steel smelting, coal must be further refined into coke to have a future.
The use of coal to make coke is also recorded in the textbook, but it only talks about the formulas and principles, and then draws a schematic diagram of the furnace to see what the actual thing looks like - Feng Tubole has never seen it anyway!
How do you ask him to do it?
But even if you can't get it out, you have to bite the bullet.
During this period, I don’t know how many people were burned to death by high-temperature smoke, or died of smoke poisoning. There was even a flash explosion. Who knows how those uneducated slaves were able to perform such difficult operations?
The ways of death are different anyway.
Looking at the black smoke coming out of the kiln, Li Yi and others thought that Feng Yong was conducting sacrifices for some cult.
Had it not been for the fact that after filling in hundreds of human lives, he finally got something that looked a bit like charcoal, Feng Yong's little heart would have almost stopped being able to bear the pain of losing people.
Take the iron smelted from this thing and smelt it into a weapon. It will be a magic weapon!
In any case, in the eyes of Li Yi and others, he is definitely a magic weapon.
The weapons used by ordinary soldiers will break into a big hole when cut down. If the quality is not good, it is not surprising that it breaks, but the magic weapon only leaves a slight gap.
(End of this chapter)