The night was dark, and there was an occasional explosion in the brazier.

After the hard work, each villager was given a large bowl of broth and two flatbreads.

The combination of crispy bread and broth is simply a delicacy in the world, and after swallowing it in three or five bites, the villagers even feel that the hard work of the day has disappeared.

It is a great pleasure for Xiangyong to have such a bite of food in the days of war and chaos.

"Fuck it, I think I can fight the Tartars for another 300 rounds!"

"you, you think you're flying wildly? The power of the Tartars is infinite, if you really fight in close quarters, everyone should be more careful."

"I'm afraid of a bird, with the Huang Commander, if the Tartars dare to come, they will be sent to death"

……

After eating and drinking, the village warriors danced with their eyebrows and boasted, compared with the Jurchen soldiers under the command of Bogut outside the city, the warriors of Guangling Township were angry, and their confidence was unprecedentedly high.

The Heart of the Army is available!

As soon as Wang Teng filled his stomach, Huang Degong appeared holding a cotton armor, "My lord, the armor of the Tartar is very good, can you let everyone change it?" ”

Wang Teng was a little puzzled, in his impression, only iron armor is a good armor, what is a mere cotton armor?

Xu saw Wang Teng's doubts, Huang Degong opened the cotton cloth, pointed to a piece of iron and said with a smile: "My lord, you see, this cotton cloth is still inlaid with iron sheets, no wonder the life of the tartar is so hard, no matter how you shoot it, you can't die, feelings are the role of this iron piece, and now this baby has fallen into our hands, all for everyone to change?" ”

Wang Teng took the cotton armor and rubbed it carefully, although this armor is not as good as the iron armor, it is lightweight, and in the key parts of the front heart and back, it is even wrapped with a double layer of iron.

The iron sheet is fixed by copper nails, which can play a good protective role on the battlefield.

Wang Teng was greatly annoyed, he had known that the cotton armor was of this structure, so he should have asked the craftsman battalion to do more.

It's a good thing now, the Craftsman Battalion is only concerned with crafting offensive weapons, but has forgotten the sharp protective gear of cotton armor.

Fortunately, there was still time, Wang Teng didn't dare to delay, "Since it's a good thing, of course you have to use it for your own people, Huang Degong, Huang Hu, peel off the cotton armor of the tartar and let everyone change it."

Huang Hu and Huang Degong had long been greedy, and soon after getting permission, they finished dividing up the cotton nails.

After all, Guangling Xiangyong is not the border army of the Ming Dynasty, there are only three pieces of iron armor and six leather armor in the army, and in addition, the Xiangyong have no armor available.

When defending the city, the twenty village warriors who suffered casualties were injured by the loss of Tartars because they had no armor, and now, with the cotton armor of the Jurchens, the villagers finally had a piece of armor.

With the cotton armor on the body, even if the Tartars attack again, the villagers have a guy to save their lives.

In the craftsman's workshop, Blacksmith Zhang is repairing the firecracker.

In a fight during the day, six of the sixty firecrackers were scrapped, and three or five of the remaining firecrackers only needed to be repaired and maintained, otherwise it was very likely that there would be an accident of exploding.

Wang Teng came here with a cotton armor in his hand, "Blacksmith, can you make this cotton armor?" ”

Blacksmith Zhang carefully checked it and bowed his head slightly, "There should be no problem, as long as the iron piece is enough, it is very simple to make."

The fire gun needs to be finely sharpened, but the cotton armor is not needed, and for a master like Blacksmith Zhang, the time to make a fire gun is enough to create dozens of cotton armor.

Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief, "Today's Tartars have suffered a big loss, I think they will not give up, a few days ago they only cared about polishing the fire gun, but they forgot about this armor, and now it is difficult for you when the matter comes, blacksmith, you have to bear with me."

Blacksmith Zhang bared his teeth and smiled, "My lord has tormented me, if it wasn't for the adults who saved me on the grassland in the past, maybe I would have died in the hands of the Tartars, how could I be today?" Now the craftsman job is my choice, and if I can make a few life-saving things for the big guys, I am willing to die of exhaustion."

Wang Teng smiled: "You can't die, if you die, who will make a longbow and a fire gun for me?" Isn't there still a craftsman camp? You have worked hard all night, how much can you polish, is it successful? ”

There are only thirteen craftsmen in the artisan camp, and if you want to make armor in large quantities, this is far from enough.

Thinking of this, Blacksmith Zhang sighed and said, "There are a lot of young men in the fort, if they can help, the speed should be much faster."

"No problem, Huang Hu, you go and pass the order, the villagers in the fort will be under the jurisdiction of Blacksmith Zhang tonight, if anyone who does not obey, they will be expelled from the fort!"

"No!"

Since you want to make cotton armor, you naturally have to have cotton clothes, Huang Hu and Huang Degong have a total of 100 sets of armor, and there is still a lot of shortage under their respective commands.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for the craftsman camp.

A hundred miles away, there is also Wei Yuan, who is also sleepless.

During the day, the Tartar offensive was fierce, if it weren't for the critical moment when Wei Yuan transferred the family members and personal guards of the big merchants, the city of this state would have been lost, Rao is so, the city lacks weapons, and I am afraid that it will not be able to hold out until sunset tomorrow.

Bai Enyuan, the governor of Ulzhou, said that he was not sick, and the only one who could share the pressure was Zhu Jixun, the commander of the Ulzhou Guard.

"Lord Zhu, when will the reinforcements from Datong Mansion arrive?"

Zhu Jixun's face was extremely bad, "Datong Mansion is too busy to take care of itself, I'm afraid that there will be no reinforcements."

The only hope was dashed, and Wei Yuan sighed, "It's okay for me to wait for the imperial court officials to die here, but what should we do with the tens of thousands of people in the city?" The Tartars are fierce, and after breaking the city, I am afraid that they will be in trouble."

Zhu Jixun is much more ruthless than Wei Yuan, he doesn't have much sympathy, "Why should Lord Wei worry? As long as we do our best, what does it matter to us whether the people are dead or alive? Slaughter the city or not, it's their fate! ”

Wei Yuan didn't want to quarrel with Zhu Jixun anymore, he looked to the south and muttered to himself: "But I don't know how the superintendent is in Yuzhou, whether the liukou has been cleaned up, as long as the superintendent has his hands free, the Jurchen is not troublesome." ”

Zhu Jixun scoffed, "Lord Wei, the rogue in this world is inexhaustible."

"Why is that?"

"If there is no rebellion among the rogues, how can the profiteers raise the price of rice and hoard it?"

Wei Yuan's heart moved, "Lord Zhu means something."

Zhu Jixun laughed at himself: "Haven't you heard of Lord Wei?" Jin businessmen have hands and eyes, and anyone does business! Maybe after you and I die in battle, the Jurchens will sell the people of the city for a good price! ”

At this time, it is unknown whether he can survive or not, and Wei Yuan is too lazy to hide his emotions, "Jin merchant Fan Yongdou, the great thief of the country, it's a pity that I can't kill this thief, I regret it!" ”

"What Lord Wei said is extremely true, if I don't die this time, I will definitely make Fan Yongdou's life worse than death!"