Chapter 1339 This Is the Colorful World

The workshop under the protection of Jubao Mountain Guard was full of smog all day long. According to Fang Xing's order, those steel ingots were continuously produced, and then piled up in the warehouse, waiting for the day of use.

The construction of the half body armor has been handed over to the Ministry of Industry, and various experiments are simply being carried out here.

Two craftsmen are testing the toughness of the newly baked steel, bending it continuously, then recovering, and bending again. A test for the maximum bending angle will be done later.

"Boom!"

There was a gunshot outside, but Zhu Fang ignored it. Fang Xing said that even if the entire Jubao Mountain Guard army is annihilated, the workshop must be kept intact.

"Bang bang bang!"

Outside the workshop, a group of sergeants looked indifferently at a corpse lying ten steps away, while a figure in front was running away with dizzying speed and route.

"The scout has gone up, that man is probably going to be unlucky."

"Well, it's just a cat and a mouse. I really thought I could escape from Jubaoshanwei's hands."

The surrounding area of ​​the barracks must have a wide field of vision, so as to ensure that the enemy's surprise attack can be detected in time.

The man seemed to know how to dodge the buckshot, and kept running in a curve until he felt that he was out of the range of the musket, then he accelerated and ran in a straight line.

There are two horses ahead, as long as he gets on the horses, he can escape outside.

run faster! run faster...

One flew onto the horse, the man pinched his legs and sipped lightly, and the horse rushed out. At this time, he also took advantage of the opportunity to look back.

No one is chasing?

The man was ecstatic in his heart, and then one man and two horses quickly disappeared on the horizon.

Half an hour later, the man rushed into a forest, ready to take a rest first, and then change to another horse. .

The person who was killed didn't know him at all, so he was going to rest here until the afternoon, and then change the road and walk back to the city.

The breath of spring first appeared on the ground and branches. The green grass looked as pure and fragile as a newborn baby.

The man dug it out with his hands, tore off a few sprigs of tender grass that had just sprouted, and stuffed them into his mouth, chewing indiscriminately.

Tender grass is not afraid of severe cold, but people are not.

After resting for a while, the man was about to get up and go back to the city. As for the two horses, he felt a little sorry, but he couldn't take them away.

"Made! Go back and find a woman to go to the fire!"

The man spat out the green grass in his mouth, took a final sip, and was about to turn around... out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a figure rushing towards him.

...

As Fang Xing who has no specific errands, he can sleep until dawn, and then go to tease his daughter when he wakes up, watching Zhang Shuhui teaching Tudou how to read and write.

And recently, Ping An is also learning from him, so Xiaobai is a little ashamed of this, so he makes up his mind to study hard, so that he can teach Ping An. It's just that she often swears and swears the day before, and she forgets when she wakes up the next morning.

After 'supervising' his sons' homework, Fang Xing went to the front yard.

"Not from Harleigh?"

As for the purpose of the Harlei people, everyone knows: the mission is on the surface, and there should be many people who sneaked into Daming secretly with the mission - the Xuanfu has already issued an apology, saying that the other party's mission was huge at that time, So a large number of people were sent to check and monitor, but they were climbed from the city wall, and when they went to chase and kill them, they lost their traces a few miles away.

And those so-called gigantic ones were nothing more than a 'tribute' of hundreds of horses and more than a dozen camels, which was nothing to Daming at this time.

"Not Harleigh."

Fang Wu said with some confusion: "It's not easy to interrogate this matter in the camp. In the end, the younger one discussed it with Mr. Lin, and then gave it to the people of Jinyiwei."

This matter is a bit taboo, but it is actually given to Jin Yiwei, but it is a bit embarrassing to Dongchang. But Fang Xing didn't care, who made the people in Dongchang not familiar with him!

Fang Xing smiled, "Nowadays, there are no powerful enemies around Daming, who dares to spy? The south is the sea, and the north is the grassland. The Wala people have already tasted the taste of firearms, so there is no need to inquire, so the IQ of the Harlei people does not count. high,

Let's just watch it coldly, and when we find an opportunity, we will wipe out all the lurking people, and finally the mission will not be able to escape. "

This is just a game of cat and mouse. If the mouse is against the sky, it is the rhythm of war.

"Halle's cautiousness shows that their monarch is not sure of victory in this battle, and the Wala people will definitely try their best to encourage them under the siege of Ming Dynasty."

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"Da Ming is big, but we are not bad."

Back at the Huitong Hall, Harachar summoned two of his subordinates and introduced the information he had received with a solemn expression.

It was a note, now corroded to a mush by the acid in his stomach.

Harachar was recalling the contents of the note.

"Their roads are many, connecting the north and the south; their products are dazzling, like a world of flowers; their men can endure hardships, and they are the slaves that Halle needs most; their women are delicate, and they are the pets that Halle's men need most ; and as for the army..."

The previous words made those two people look greedy, and they wished they could follow the army during this trip and destroy this colorful world in one fell swoop.

Harachal sighed slightly: "Their army is all over the country. It was corrupted at first, but later Emperor Ming started to rectify it as if he had just woken up from a dream, but this is not terrible. What is terrible is that they have a firearms army. I know what it's like, but firearms have played a major role in the Ming people's several battles."

"Keep these things in mind!"

Harachal warned: "Ming people are staring at us, so can the mission go back in the end... You remember it, one by one will be able to leave by then, as long as the news is sent back to the country, our king will naturally know how to respond."

The two men showed determination, and then began to swear, they swear that they will not abandon the glory of the warrior, even if they die, they will pass the news back before then.

Harachar nodded and said a few words of approval, but felt heavy in his heart.

With such a wealthy Ming Dynasty, coupled with its huge army and advanced weapons, who can defeat it?

Harley?

Well, Halachar remembered the conquest back then, the lightning crisscrossed all directions, but was captured by Timur and turned into a kitten.

Well, we can always defeat strong enemies!

Harachal was fantasizing about Harleigh's heavy cavalry charging into the formation, but the firearms of the Ming army were helpless and were finally broken.

"The captives all over the mountains and plains! Those are the best slaves..."

"My lord, it's time for lunch."

The two men's blood boiled for a while, and their consumption accelerated, as they waited for lunch with anticipation.

Lunch was not a big meal. As an envoy, Harachal only had three dishes and one soup, but the taste was enough to make him forget his tongue.

Braised pork melts in the mouth, sweet and salty; stewed mutton makes him feel that barbecue is a vice; and a common braised tofu makes him eat an extra bowl of rice.

After the meal, a bowl of soup with sliced ​​vermicelli, which looked inconspicuous, made my stomach feel extremely comfortable.

This is the colorful world!

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