Qin Mu's car was a command vehicle, and it was full of various antennas.

According to Qiu Chen's meaning, he wanted to set up another machine gun, and this request was decisively rejected by Qin Mu.

Qin Mu felt that if he reached the point where he was going to go into battle shirtless and shoot himself, it meant that he could commit suicide.

With such an army armed to the teeth, and letting the enemy touch the supreme commander, this is not as good as Zhao Kuo, and the machine gun can only be kept for suicide - it's too embarrassing.

He resolutely refused to install a machine gun on his car. This made Qiu Chen very regretful. In fact, he just thinks that setting up an MG-42 is very stylish in his own car.

Of course, this is not possible. The entire special operations team protects the army commander, and if this requires the army commander to shoot himself, then Qiu Chen might as well commit suicide first.

He drove the vehicle along with the endless convoy.

Qin Mu was sitting in the passenger seat, chatting with an old man behind him.

In the back seat of the jeep sat the leader of a caravan of the Zhe family. In this march, Zhe Keqiu dismantled all his caravans that ran Western Xia and assigned them to the guards as guides.

Jiang Yi is the most experienced team leader and the oldest. But don't look at his age, but he is full of energy.

It's no wonder that he's mentally strong, anyone who sees this boundless convoy will get adrenaline pumping.

Even the kind of Yanchong beside Jiang Yi couldn't calm his excitement.

The current Guards are not the same army as the Guards I saw when I was in Jiangnan that day.

If that army had made him completely admit defeat, now this army has made him not even have the heart to admit defeat. It is simply impossible to fight. The Guards only had to drive away, and they would crush the planters into dust. And at this time, the guards may not know that they have crushed people.

The Planters, or any enemy who dared to stand in the way of the Guards, would be mercilessly crushed, and the Guards would probably not even get dust on the soles of their shoes - they were all sitting in their cars.

The Guards amassed an army of 5,000 troops at Yongbyon, with more than 2,000 vehicles of various kinds.

Not to mention 2,000 jeeps in this time and space, even a jeep has never been seen by outsiders. Now suddenly a convoy of winding convoys appeared as if falling from the sky, and who could hardly believe their eyes without being shocked.

Even their faith will be shaken - why believe in immortals, immortals are in front of them.

And although the basic models of these cars are the same, they are all the appearance of the World War II version of the Willis Jeep, but the appearance is very different according to different functions.

The strangest of them is the Jeep trailer. A jeep in front and a large tank of fuel in the back – similar to the trailers of later generations.

Chong Yanchong once thought that he had learned about Weishan Lake, Qin Mu, and the Guards - the production line of jeeps, and he had seen them all.

But after the mechanized troops really became an army, this unparalleled sense of oppression, only suppressed Chong Yanchong, almost breathless. He didn't feel that way in the face of the blast furnace.

On the contrary, Jiang Yi simply had an eye-opening feeling.

After all, no matter how powerful the Guards are, it is also the uncle of the Folded Family. Most of the manpower of the Ori family caravan is from the Ori family, and the leader is 100% of the Ori family's own people.

It's not that they all have the surname "Zhe", but these people have worked for the Zhe family for several lifetimes.

Jiang Yi was actually a member of the former Zhejia army, but the general at that time was the father of Zhe Keqiu.

He and the Zhe family are almost one, and the more powerful the uncle of the Zhe family, the happier he is - this world must be the uncle of the Zhe family, that is, the Zhe family.

The Guards' destination was Xingqingfu, the capital of Western Xia. Their march route was along the Yellow River.

The Yellow River is harmful, and the Guards are walking on the Hetao Plain. It is precisely because this place is a plain that it is very conducive to mechanized marching. Even if there is no road, it will not stop the tires of the jeep at all.

The jeep was much stronger than the carriage that Jiang Yi had been sitting in before. Horse-drawn carriages do not have the suspension system of jeeps.

Jiang Yi only felt that he was sitting in the clouds, and a big man like Aunt Qin was still listening to himself carefully, which made him want to pour out everything he knew.

Qin Mu was most concerned about the economic situation of Western Xia. The living standards of the people in a place determine his future development strategy for this place.

It's like the development of Africa in the future, you can't just throw KFC over, there is no road over there, who eats your KFC. You have to build infrastructure first.

"Uncle, our family is doing business with Xixia, when the two ladies were not out of the cabinet before, they mainly sold them tea and porcelain, and bought back green salt and white felt. It is a felt cloth woven from white camel hair. There are also rhubarb, goji berries, licorice. It's all good medicinal herbs. ”

"And now?"

"Now that my uncle has built so many factories, I naturally don't need tea and porcelain. This business was left to the planters, and they did it. We sell cigarettes and glass, kerosene lamps and kerosene, and matches. The caravan only sells good things from the factory. ”

There was irrepressible pride in Jiang Yi's words.

In the past, the Zhe family did business with the Western Xia, and the goods provided by the Liu family were the same. They are all native products and handicraft products of the Great Song Dynasty. However, since the establishment of factories in Yongbyon, especially after the outbreak of light industry in Weishan Lake, the Zhejia caravan immediately abandoned the original goods and replaced them with industrial products.

In this way, the Zhejia caravan became the most popular caravan in Western Xia. Their position was far superior to that of other caravans—because their goods were not available to other caravans.

"Then do you still exchange green salt and white felt herbs?"

"It's also changed, but the eldest prince said that there is as much green salt as you want, but you don't want other goods, it's better to ask for gold."

Qin Mu nodded. His two uncles have really made great contributions to Weishan Lake.

The salt of this time and space belongs to the imperial court**, and private individuals cannot trade it. The current population of Weishan Lake is close to 400,000, and so many people eat salt, which is not something that can be bought casually from the market.

He had never heard Meiluan say that there was not enough salt to eat, but now he understood. This is all the reason why a large amount of green salt is smuggled in a hurry.

Thinking about gold, it is also mentioned by Meiluan and Zheke. Gold reserves are required to issue currency, and gold is never too much for Weishan Lake.

"What sells our products best?"

"Nothing is good, nothing is bad. However, the first thing the Tangut people snapped up was cigarettes. Hehe, they love to smoke too. ”

"Huh." Qin Mu couldn't help but smile too. Cigarettes are the real golden beast of Weishan Lake, even if there are so many new products now, but the profit and sales, cigarettes still rank first!

Qin Mu took out a box of cigarettes from the world and the world, took out one and handed it to Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi hurriedly took it with both hands. Qin Mu took out a ZIPPO lighter and lit a cigarette for him.

"It's still my uncle's cigarette that is easy to smoke."

Qin Mu smiled, stuffed a box of cigarettes into Jiang Yi's hand, and then asked, "Is the caravan trading in the countryside of Western Xia?" ”

"Very little. What can they have? Jiang Yi counted with his fingers: "There is no green salt, there is no gold, just a little barley and barley, we don't eat this thing, and it's useless to buy it back." That is, women can still sell for a price. When we go to the countryside, we buy women. You can buy one with a three-foot white cloth, and you have to be young and strong. ”

"......" can still be asked to do human trafficking, this Qin Mu doesn't know at all.

It is no wonder that after he supported many female textile workers in Weishan Lake, the output of the textile factory was still steadily increasing, and it turned out that the human resources came from Western Xia.

"Uncle, look, that village, I bought two women from there not long ago. This village is relatively cheap, so I used two Shengli brand cigarettes, and I didn't use cotton cloth. ”

The price of "......" is really cheap enough. It's like an empty glove white wolf.

Qin Mu was a little frightened by the industrialization he had made.

In the face of industrialization, everything in the agricultural era is really defenseless. A woman is only worth a cigarette. And cigarettes are paper to Qin Mu.

But although these women were sold, they entered the textile factory and their lives were turned upside down.

Then for them themselves, being sold doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

But after entering the textile factory, they will never see their relatives again in this life, which is a bad thing, right?

Qin Mu found that as soon as the specific details were reached, his imperial aura was gone.

If Qin Shi Huang was alive, how would he consider the personal problems of female workers, he would only care about whether the textile factory was running smoothly. What kind of relatives and parents, this is simply not possible in Qin Shi Huang's dictionary.

"Qiu Chen, go to that village and have a look."

Qin Mu's words were orders. Although Qiu Chen was very worried about the safety of the army commander, the village did not look big, and he was a special operations team of 300 people and nearly 100 vehicles, so no matter how he looked at it, there would be no accidents.

Qiu Chen turned right and turned on the light, and turned in a dozen directions towards the village. At the same time, the vehicles of the entire special operations brigade were called to follow.

The vehicles of the special operations team immediately accelerated, and dozens of vehicles overtook Qin Mu's command vehicle and came to the village in advance.

They surrounded the small village tightly in front of and behind the village, and at the same time, all the commanding heights were climbed up by accurate shooters, erected ***, and carefully searched for all possible dangers.

Faced with this situation, Qin Mu had no choice. He just wanted to come to the village to take a look at it temporarily, but now his identity and status are here, and protecting his safety is the biggest thing for the special operations team, and even the entire Guards - fighting Western Xia is not as big as this, and the two are completely incomparable.

Qin Mu couldn't say anything at all, he could only accept this result.

A small village in Western Xia, which looks like no more than a few hundred people, is surrounded by a hundred vehicles, dozens of MG-42s are pointed, hundreds of assault rifles are on top, and there are more than a dozen *** searching at the commanding heights.

Qin Mu felt that he must not sneeze. Otherwise, if these fighters were overly nervous and fired at full fire, each person in this small village could spread hundreds of bullets.

It's too extravagant to die, and it's too unworthy.

Jiang Yizhi felt that it should be so. I can't protect my uncle's safety too much, what if a ghost who doesn't know how to die bites my uncle?

When he came with a caravan to do business, the guys were all armed with knives.

My identity has to be protected by my buddy, not to mention my uncle.

For a moment, Qin Mu wanted to turn around and leave—how could he investigate like this?

But now that the posture has been set up, don't waste it.

"Take me to Lizheng's house." Qin Mu turned his head and instructed Jiang Yi.

The people of this village have long been frightened stupid. When they saw a convoy of people walking in front of the village, they thought it was the heavenly gods and the lower realm.

Some people kept kowtowing to the convoy.

Now the vehicles of the special operations brigade suddenly rushed out and surrounded the village, which scared everyone to death.

Those who kowtowed in the streets were scared to their homes. After Qin Mu entered the village, he only felt like he had walked into a ghost town - no popularity at all.

Li was lying on the courtyard wall, secretly exposing half of his head, looking towards the entrance of the village.

He saw a group of soldiers in strange uniforms enter the village and seemed to be heading straight for his house.

Lizheng's legs were weak, and he almost fell off the ladder. With such a big formation, is it to rob your own home?

In this village, the main family still has some money and food. He hurriedly got down the ladder and told the women and children to quickly plow the ground and hide the money and grain.

As soon as he picked up his hoe, he heard a loud voice outside.

"That person, don't move, and beat you to death again."