"Commander, the 300 tons of explosives you want are already on the way, and they will arrive in about four days."

A telegram from Wanzhou was delivered to Yu Ling.

She laughed excitedly at the sight of this telegram, and the tiredness of these days was swept away.

Regardless of whether the other party is the Beiyang Army or the Japanese army, you will be pleasantly surprised this time.

"Well, I see, there's enough wood, right?" Rescuing the smile on his face, Yu Ling turned his head and asked.

"Enough, Commander, what are you doing here?" Yuan Mingzhang, the division commander who had experienced a major war, was still a little confused.

Although Yueyang is surrounded by water on three sides, the rear is still controlled by his own side, but when the other party may have gathered 300,000 troops, he is still a little worried in his heart. Where does the commander-in-chief get his confidence?

"See the hills to the northeast? Unless they wanted to attack halfway, only the northeastern hills were the only shelter, and both the Japanese and the Beiyang Army would have to build positions there before attacking us. Yu Lingyao pointed to the looming hills in the distance and said proudly.

It is not for nothing that the Song Dynasty was able to defend this place in Yueyang for decades, even without any intelligence, it could anticipate the direction of the enemy's attack.

"If you think about it, if there are hundreds of tons of explosives in the ground there, wait until they get into the position, boom - you should know what happens if the base of the mountain is unstable." Yu Ling's face had a hint of cruelty, according to a certain battle example in World War I, he should be able to kill tens of thousands of people at once.

"With all due respect, Commander, regardless of whether this can be done or not, it is also possible that they will make a detour to the southwest, or not go from Yueyang at all and go behind our backs."

Yuan Mingzhang retorted, the commander's move was obviously a bit naïve, where would the enemy know that he would come in so stupidly.

"Yuan Mingzhang, how to plant explosives, that's my business, when the enemy comes, you will understand. As for the possibility of them bypassing here, the terrain here, called the pass in the ancient art of war, has always been a battleground for soldiers, although it is not a pass, but it is equivalent to the role of the pass, as for why you say that, you can try to deduce what it will be like for the other party to bypass here. ”

Just looking at the military map carefully, Yuan Mingzhang's pupils shrank.

"Fall into the Jedi!" Yu Ling just smiled at this, Yuan Mingzhang is a person who remembers military theories very well, but when it comes to actual combat, many details will not be paid attention to...... If it weren't for the fact that her officers had not yet set up a staff officer position, Yuan Mingzhang's problem would not have been so obvious.

"Xiao Li, where did they go to the Seventh Division?"

At present, the total strength of the Fifth Division plus the Mobile Division is only more than 30,000 troops, and the other side is likely to have gathered 300,000 troops, a tenfold difference in strength...... If there are no follow-up reinforcements, no matter how good the tactics are, they will definitely fail!

"I arrived in Yichang yesterday." Listening to Li Zeng's answer, he personally opened the map and looked at it, and Yu Ling's heart immediately put down, maybe the day after tomorrow, there will be more than 200,000 people on this position.

However, there are still problems, there is still a gap of tens of thousands of troops, and the other side is a veteran who has been trained for a long time and has even experienced war, while on this side, except for the fifth and sixth divisions that have actual combat experience, the remaining seven divisions are all recruits.

This gap can be bridged by some other means.

After several hours of intense work, Yu Ling leaned on the ammunition box a little tiredly, "How is the Sixth Division doing?" ”

"I don't know yet, I just know that Wuhan was approaching the day before yesterday." Yuan Mingzhang's answer did not satisfy Yu Ling, she herself could see that the Sixth Division had reached the north of Wuhan, and she could clearly see the Qing army in the city of Wuhan, but what she needed to know was whether the Jinghan Railway had been destroyed.

Immediately, she smiled again, in this era of extremely inconvenient communication, she could only make up for it.

"Forget it, whether it's success or failure, they'll reply. Continue to build the position, the anti-artillery holes are as strong as possible, and there is a lot of wood around them. Yu Ling Zhengse explained.

Yuan Mingzhang no longer remembers, this is the first time the commander has said that the anti-artillery hole will be strengthened, and his ears are almost calloused.

However, there is no reason why Yuling is not worried, not to mention the artillery of the Japanese army, that is, the six towns of Beiyang, each town has a complete artillery battalion, plus the artillery of the Japanese army during the last Russo-Japanese War...... In fact, it can already be compared to a frontal battlefield in World War I!

On Yuling's side, although there are twelve fully formed artillery battalions, the most artillery is still 75 mm artillery, and as for 105 artillery, there are only more than 20 artillery batteries. (Note: I forgot to explain in the previous plot that due to production reasons, the set artillery establishment has not been full, and there should be more than 40 battalions according to the establishment [three-step one-artillery method].) ）

"Captain! These blacksmiths here say they're going to talk about that kind of drawing! Yu Ling's thoughts were drawn to a few guards who had been following her from the beginning, and they came with a group of men of all ages.

And what he said......

"What?" Yu Ling was stunned, she never thought that she would really find it if she asked the guards to look for it.

"You guys can pull the wire?!" She asked the blacksmiths who were being led by the guards with distrust.

How can it be! Obviously, the West has only learned the technique of wire drawing in modern times! Qing Dynasty ......

"Yes, yes, small, adult, the genus of iron wire, the small people have been forged for decades."

The old blacksmith in the lead originally wanted to say Miss, but looking at the carbine on Yu Ling's back and the military uniform on his body, and looking at the respectful attitude of the guards around him, he immediately changed his words.

This group of rebels is very different from the official army, and maybe they will become the official army in a few years.

As a blacksmith, he has seen a lot, and he doesn't have too many foolish thoughts.

"How?" The little girl in front of her raised her eyebrows and asked, she didn't believe him at all, she was surrounded by big-headed soldiers, once this little girl thought he was lying...... He didn't dare to hide it, and immediately said his own method.

"The iron is forged into thin strips, and violently pulled through the open iron ruler to form iron wires."

"Where did you learn this technique?" This method is indeed a kind of silk drawing, thinking of this, Yu Ling guessed that maybe some technology from the West was introduced, and then he was relieved.

But, where did you learn it? She was a little curious about this.

"It's all taught by the fathers, where is there learning." A group of blacksmiths looked at this little adult with a smile and said, craftsmen generally strictly guard their secrets, and even many have rules for passing on men to women, where can you learn this key technology?

[Hmph, Song Yingxing's heavenly creation, there is this record, I said, you don't look down on the ancients so much, right? ] 】

The laughter of the blacksmiths, coupled with Clea's voice with a little disdain, made Yu Ling a little embarrassed.

[You didn't remind me the other day. She replied with some anger, now that she remembered that she was indeed right a few days ago, the commander of the fourth division could even be said to be derelict in his duties, and if he asked the local skilled blacksmith a little, there would be no such thing as arranging barbed wire.

[What do you remind you to do?] You're going to kill the commander of the fourth division? Don't be so naïve, okay? 】

Cleya's indifferent voice choked Yu Ling speechless for a while, indeed...... His previous political methods were too naïve......

Retracting her thoughts, Yu Ling found that the blacksmith in front of her was looking at her wordlessly, as if waiting for the final fate, that is, she knew that her gloomy face just now had frightened them.

"I want two thousand catties of wire, and each catty is counted as one tael of silver, how about it?"

"This ......," the blacksmiths couldn't help but look at each other when they heard the offer...... Two thousand taels? One acre of high-quality land will not exceed four taels of silver...... Even if the cost is subtracted, you can make a net profit of more than 1,000 taels this time, and if you buy ordinary land, you can buy nearly three acres of land for two taels of silver...... Obediently, I'm afraid I'm going to be a master!

"If it's not enough, I can add more!" Yu Ling thought that the craftsmen were not satisfied with the price, and the business she did, two thousand taels was indeed nothing, so she said like a landlord's stupid son.

"My lord, one or two silvers is too much, we need seven cents to be enough." The blacksmiths still can't pass the hurdle of their conscience, and they just need to earn a few hundred taels of silver......

[Poof, the official market price of the Ming Dynasty is four and a half percent, and you have been pitted. Even though Clea didn't show her form, Rain could hear her smile right now...... The green tendons on his forehead couldn't help twitching a few times.

[Cut, what's wrong with the concession? 】

"Two thousand catties, can you do it?"

"What is two thousand catties, and the blacksmith we know well, no one has ever been as generous as you."

"Forget it, let's go......"