Guo Wenying's whole body was lying on the ground, her head was slightly tilted, and she looked at the left front with half-squinted eyes, and there was not even a figure on the empty mountain road, which was really damn breathless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Their battalion of 2,000 men had been in ambush in the canyon for six days, and they were arranged to lie in the mountains and forests on both sides of the road, and it was strictly forbidden to move around at will.

After six days of waiting, there was no movement in the canyon, except for the occasional scout who came from outside the canyon on fast horses, bringing news that there was no army in sight.

After six days of marching, only two days of dry food were brought, and it was supposed to be good to go out of the camp to test the firecrackers, and a group of people were full of ambition and wanted to do a big job, who would have thought that they would spend so many days in this place in vain.

It's been the sixth day, and the two days' worth of dry food has long since bottomed out, and there is not even a single slag left, and if these dog-day Warats don't come again, they will all starve to death.

Touching her already shriveled stomach, Guo Wenying was extremely annoyed, and couldn't help but dig out the eighteenth generation of Feng Jingting's ancestors from the grave in her heart and greet her.

This is the 1,700th time in six days that she has greeted the ancestors of the Feng family.

When I think of that guy, I am really full of resentment, if it weren't for this Wang Balamb, she was still in her own house in Beijing, eating hot roasted sweet potatoes, drinking millet porridge boiled by the nurse, chewing the pickled cucumbers with the white crispy hands of Sister Hongxiang, enjoying the beautiful sunshine in autumn, how could she fall into this situation?

Feng Jingting is accustomed to having a lotus tongue, and he pretends to be a noble and good person every day, but in fact, his stomach is full of bad water, his intestines are rotten, the soles of his bad feet are pus, and there are sores on the top of his head.

Thinking back to the words he said when he abducted himself, he suddenly felt that the upper and lower rows of teeth were itchy, and his shriveled stomach was even hungrier.

At that time, she thought that she had made a big deal and could make a lot of money, and she could support the children in the village for at least a year. But who would have thought that the so-called weapon field in his mouth was actually the first front against Warat in the northwest border where this bird does not.

For three years, three years and six months, she was detained by him at the border, and she was always oppressed, and he used her like an animal. The dog thief not only sent her, a delicate and fat little lamb, to the barracks fed by wolves, but even took her, a rookie, to the battlefield.

It's really unbearable, but aunt can't bear it!

I remember the first time he was taken to the battlefield when she was fifteen years old, when she was scared and refused to go, and cried miserably against the door frame.

But he was so ruthless that he actually called two personal soldiers to drive her all the way and tie her to the horse. When the army rushed to kill, there were shouts all around, large patches of blood, stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, a Wara soldier knife slashed at her, and before she got close, her head was cut off, from the back of her head to the Tianling Gai, all the way flying and splashing on her face, blood flowed all over her face, mixed with yellow and white things, and I don't know if it was brain pulp or what.

She screamed in fright, held her stomach and began to vomit, and was so unsteady that she almost fell off her horse. If it weren't for a guard reaching out to catch her, I'm afraid that at that moment, she would have been trampled into pulp by the galloping war horses on the battlefield.

The past is unbearable, and the more I think about it, the more heartache I feel.

If she had stayed on the farm in Kyoto back then, or if she could one day be the cute and cute Guo family/sister with a little cunning, she would have married a certain famous son, and would never have become the quartermaster of the Northwest Army today.

At the age of sixteen, she became the quartermaster of the entire Northwest Battalion, managing the eating, drinking, and sleeping of the 200,000 troops every day, as well as the part-time management of the manufacture of all knives, guns, arrows and other weapons in the Northwest Supervision Office.

The supervision office in the northwest is completely different from the supervision bureau of the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry in Kyoto, which was secretly opened by Feng Jingting in private. Hiding from the court, and the old emperor who has been ill for a few years and can't hold his breath no matter what.

Back then, Feng Jingting kidnapped her just to make a private soldier, and said that he would buy her weapons, but in fact, he had already planned to detain her here, and she was not allowed to leave when she came. The special pig iron technology that she and her master spent several years researching made this guy coveted, and he calculated it.

Or Feng Jingting didn't expect that he would crutch casually and find a baby.

She Guo Wenying is a manufacturing genius, not only can forge pig iron, make cold weapons, but also build chariots, crossbows, firearms, artillery, and even shipbuilding, although not proficient, but also somewhat proficient.

Her potential is limitless, and her creativity is even more terrifying, any thing, if she fiddles with it for a few days, can be transformed from the original foundation, become more suitable, and even derive more novelties from it.

Geniuses also need to have good teachers to guide them, and most of her various skills are learned from a poor old man who is said to be called "Tianji Old Man" or "Ghost Machine Old Man".

The old man appeared in her village with dirt in his body, and lived there for seven years, except for drinking and sleeping on weekdays, and when he didn't sleep, he taught her some bits and pieces of skills, and the right was to pay rent and meals.

The old man passed on to her the tricks she could use, as well as the use of car-making, shipbuilding, and gunpowder. The master's good teaching, coupled with her natural excellent qualifications, actually learned so much that at a young age, she managed a small supervision office of dozens of people, and now it has expanded to thousands of craftsmen, and the various weapons and utensils made by the Kyoto Supervision Bureau cannot catch up with them.

Therefore, in some respects, Feng Jingting still has a very good ability to understand people, which is comparable to Bole.

It's just that he used people too hard, and when he caught it, he begged to pinch it in vain, and he couldn't squeeze every drop of blood on her body, chopped it, chewed it, and then scooped it with a small spoon and enjoyed it slowly.

Thinking of the tragic experience of being called as an animal over the years, Guo Wenying felt that greeting Feng Jingting's eighteenth generation ancestors was cheap to him, she should have traced it all the way back to ancient Fuxi, and should have taken their family tree of the Feng family, and greeted them again one by one by name.

Of course, because of her unique skills, Feng Jingting made her the quartermaster of the Northwest Army, known as the housekeeper and the collection of military rations, but in fact, most of the time was spent in the supervision office to study weapons and draw ordnance maps.

The Beijing Central Supervision Bureau originally had a small workshop for making firearms, but the things made were clumsy and could not be used in actual combat at all, and the original craftsmen in the workshop were like dried salted fish every day, and they were extremely bored, and they were all lice.

That is, at the beginning of that day, she was beaten by the Warats, and cursed the villain to take revenge, and at that time, she suddenly thought that the gunpowder making method passed down by the master could be used in practice, and if it was improved on the original basis, it could become an extremely powerful firearm.

As soon as she told Feng Jingting about her thoughts, this guy actually sent people to Kyoto overnight and secretly abducted the craftsmen from the original workshop to the northwest camp, just like when she was abducted.

Fast, smart, and never muddy!

And she is also worthy of being the famous "God Hand Wenying" in the battalion, who has mastered the technology in a month, and has also transformed the fire gun forged from special pig iron that is now used.

A few days ago, they tried it out in the camp, and it was very powerful. However, after all, it was tried on a wooden man, and it was not as effective as a real person, and today, the two thousand of them came out to test the power of the two thousand firecrackers that they had newly created.