With the support of a large amount of yellow plaster pulled by the logistics team, the construction speed of the fort walls on the three construction sites is surpassing the rhythm imagined by Xiao Ye, and the stone fort is changing one by one.

Six full-manned barracks, a night owl flag team with scouts as the elite, and an artillery team hidden in Eagle Claw Fort, practiced all day long, and Xiao Ye, who was patrolling back and forth, gradually gained confidence in his heart.

The Divine Carriage Battalion, which already had two hundred sergeants, drove three assault vehicles and four transport vehicles every day, pulling and transporting all kinds of supplies back and forth between several stone forts; With the supply of a large number of battery rods, there are more and more sergeants under Yu Shan who can skillfully drive cars.

When Kang Hongyuan and the others came out of the spacious cave again, they took a black transport car again, and after they came out, the guards who drove the car did not send the car to the Shenche Camp, but put down these craftsmen and drove directly to Eagle Claw Fort.

Ximen Xiao Ye, who was staying in Eagle Claw Fort, was taking out the assault car without a piece of window glass and auctioning it for an appropriate amount of food.

The military households, artisan households, and a large number of old, young, women and children under his command consume a considerable amount of food every day, which also urged Xiao Ye to speed up the efficiency of transactions with merchants.

However, the limited resources of the processing center, in addition to the supply of firearms that must be guaranteed, have reached a limit; In order to ensure stable strength, more cheap supplies of materials and manpower are needed, and Xiao Ye's eyes once again turned to the grassland that began to turn green.

Since that Jinong looked down on him, the big leader of the Galen tribe, then there was no need for him to hide and hide anymore, the beasts on the grassland who wanted to eat meat needed a larger territory, and sooner or later they would have to meet and hunt, and it was bound to advance.

"Okay, let's go back to the mill, half of the ore pulled by the logistics team yesterday has not been grinded," Standing at the gate of the mill compound, watching the brand-new transport vehicle leave, Kang Hongyuan greeted these old brothers of his own, and was about to turn back, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him.

Turning his head, he saw a jumping female herald running over in a hurry, and a team of guards patrolling the outer circle just glanced at it, and had no intention of blocking it, so Kang Hongyuan stood still.

"Uncle Kang, the big boss has an order," Han Juan, who ran over with a bronze medal in her hand, ran to Kang Hongyuan and lit up, and then took it into her arms.

"Order, Kang Hongyuan personally led the guard team, accompanied by Li Shuo, to pick up the goods, there must be no mistake, the Shenche Battalion does not need to send someone to hand over," After speaking, Han Juan smiled at a guard near Kang Hongyuan, "Brother Lu, wait for Deputy Commander Li to bring someone over,"

"Oh, I know," Lu Shuangyuan, who was guarding the gate of the compound, responded with a smile, but he was still very puzzled in his heart, even the deputy commander showed up this time, that is, there is a transport vehicle again? It's not so exciting.

Soon, when Li Shuo appeared in the mill with a team of capable guards, Kang Hongyuan had already explained the affairs of the mill, and when he saw people coming, he didn't talk nonsense, and the leader took a lamp and went down to the semi-underground hole.

Walking into a new gate of the mill, you will be greeted by the entrance to the cave reinforced with stucco stones, and under the wide ramp, two horse-drawn carts are parked; Under the watchful eyes of the guards guarding the entrance, the twelve people got into the carriage, turned on their lanterns and hurried to the direction of Shiguantun.

The team of guards led by Li Shuo were basically able to drive the transport cart, and after more than half an hour, when they turned left and right to the underground of Shiguantun, they parked the carriage in the cave hall that turned the corner.

Here, there are still two wagons, two mules tied to a stake, quietly chewing hay, and a bucket of water next to them.

Walking forward a hundred and ten steps, in the underground space that had expanded considerably, two huge black cars parked, and the lights shone on, making Kang Hongyuan, who had already seen a lot of things, also gasp.

"What is this, it doesn't look like a transport vehicle, definitely not," Kang Hongyuan, who was closest to him, stepped forward and touched the cold iron body, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe, Lao Kang, this is the chariot that the war camp wants, called the rat-type chariot, the previous one was just to pull goods," Li Shuo's indifferent face also showed a hint of surprise, and he looked left and right at the chariot in the mouth of this adult, and his mood inevitably fluctuated.

No wonder the lord gave a military order and asked him to rush back, just looking at the appearance of this car, it was not an ordinary chariot, and the whole big lump of cast iron.

The black mouse-shaped chariot, more than a foot long, one and a half feet high and five feet wide, lying there like a big round mouse, even the doors were curved; When I opened the car door and looked inside, it was crowded with just six people sitting in front of and behind.

However, the four people sitting in the back of the car, sitting with their backs to each other, can also easily lean out from the circular firing circle above their heads, and a newly chopped heavy machine gun is mounted on the roof of the car, hanging a long chain of bullets that are shiny.

"Oh my God," the organic spirit guard fumbled up and down, and then ran up and down in front of Li Shuo, his mouth full of saliva.

"Commander Li, Brother Li," the guard pulled Li Shuo's sleeve in surprise, ignoring the military rank and humility, "This chariot, our guards must have it, and we must not give it to Yu Shan,"

Li Shuo, who had the sharpest eyesight in the dark, had also looked at the two chariots clearly, especially the heavy machine guns on the roofs of the two chariots, but he looked at them quite carefully, so he nodded vigorously, "That's it, Yu Shan can only pull goods, this is a chariot, they can't use it,"

"Get in the car, put the machine gun in first, and the province will hurt when it touches the roof of the hole," Li Shuo, who was explained by Xiao Ye to a tea time, still has a good memory, according to Xiao Ye's instructions, after checking the battery stick of the chariot first, he personally taught the guards to put away the machine gun, and then sat in the cab.

The leather seat is very soft, the steering wheel, foot pedals, brake plates, light buttons, and the big copper key for starting, Li Shuo is already very familiar with it, and swept it at a glance, "Get in the car, close the door,"

started the chariot, the lights turned on, rolled down the window, Li Shuo and Kang Hongyuan said hello, started the car and were about to go out; But as soon as the car moved, "bump, creak," and there was a grinding sound of steel on the roof.

"What's going on," Li Shuo, who was stuck and couldn't move, hurriedly stretched out his head, and under the watchful eye of Kang Hongyuan's hand lamp, he raised his eyes and was stunned to see that the chariot was more than a foot high from the ground, and it was stuck in the tunnel.

"Oops, I still forgot," patting his head in annoyance, Li Shuo lowered his head to find the operating lever that the adult had specially explained; Unlike transporters and assault vehicles, the height of this vehicle from the ground has a new lever that allows you to adjust the height of the vehicle from the ground.

Sure enough, the pushbar lever on the side was somehow pushed to the middle position, and looking at the scale on the side, it was marked with a white "three"; Obviously, the chariot had to be raised three feet above the ground just now, so it wouldn't hit the top.

The three scales of "one", "three" and "wu" are really easy to understand, as long as they are literate, Li Shuo barely knows it.

Pulling the operating lever down, pulling it to the seat of "One", the chariot that was tightly pressed against the top of the tunnel, with a small amount of dust, slowly lowered its altitude, and finally could be a foot above the ground, with a low humming sound, hovering in place.

"Xiao Liu, come here," Li Shuo called over the guard who was driving behind, and after carefully explaining to him how to operate, he instructed him to drive slowly, especially if there is a seat belt on the seat, he must be fastened, and then waved him to prepare.

There was a seat belt on the seat of the black transport car, but at first no one paid attention to it, and it was not until Xiao Ye gave the order that the big guy acted according to the order, but he still couldn't understand the reason. It was the slow speed of the transport vehicle, and the problem could not be found yet, but this chariot that was faster than the war horse, so Xiao Ye couldn't help but be imprudent, and the lives of the sergeants could not be wasted on the car accident.

The two rat chariots slowly left, Kang Hongyuan tied the reins of the mule and horses to the front carriage, and then took the two mules and tied the reins, and then took the lamp and sat on the first carriage, patted the hind buttocks of the mule and horse, and drove the carriage back in the direction of the mill.

After patiently driving the chariot out of the cave, Li Shuo finally let go of his hands and feet, and after driving the chariot out of the stone castle, the pedals under his feet were stepped on by him with one foot, "Whew," The chariot that suddenly accelerated, in the cheers of the guards, was like a raging horse, rushing straight out of the valley.

With a click, he pushed the height pole to the top, and the body was raised to the chariot five feet above the ground, and in the loud applause of the guards, a cold wind flashed over the grassland, drawing a slight wave above the green vine grass.

Behind Li Shuo, a long rat-like chariot with no edges and corners around it also quietly rose and accelerated, like a huge round iron rat, whirring straight forward.

In the chariot carriage, four guards sitting in the back, back to back, facing the windows that had been opened in front of them, feeling the cold wind whistling outside, wah-wow, shouting and arguing about the scenery outside, but it was much more lively than in the car in front.

However, the round window in front of everyone was really cool and biting, and the guards quickly closed the thick iron plate and snapped the latch, and the light from the front window glass was bright enough.

In the carriage without many bumps, holding the cool heavy machine gun next to the hand, several guards glanced at each other, and it was a beauty in my heart; If it weren't for the harness on their backs, they would have jumped up.

The two black chariots rose five feet above the ground and chased back and forth towards Fort Talon.

"The rat-type chariot, it seems to be okay, it runs faster, and it finally hasn't wasted the resources of the leader," Standing on the fortress wall, Xiao Ye held the telescope and looked at the black dots galloping on the grassland in the distance; The amount of resources used in this chariot exceeded the consumption of a thousand rifles, and Xiao Ye had managed to accumulate it, and his flesh was very painful.

"Hey, what's that, running so fast?" Jin Sanniang, who was accompanying Xiao Ye, had an unusually good look, and with his extreme eyes, he saw the rat-like chariot that was galloping, two small black dots, and he couldn't see the appearance clearly.

"That's the leader's chariot, the goods that just arrived," Xiao Ye provoked an arc at the corner of his mouth, "Liuzi, send a message to Li Shuo, try the firearms of this chariot first," Although the rat-type chariot is used as a reconnaissance vehicle in the description of the picture catalog, Xiao Ye is more optimistic about the heavy machine gun on it.

"Yes, my lord," Xiao Liuzi on the side, out of the corner of his eye, glanced at the woman beside the adult, and hurriedly took out the earmuffs and letter whistle.

After making silent contact, in Jin Sanniang's surprised gaze, he had already rushed to the chariot one mile away from the West Fort, and suddenly crossed a large arc, crossing the grass depression south of the stone fort, and the two rat chariots marched side by side on top of the dense vine grass, but the speed did not slow down.

After putting away the letter post, Xiao Liuzi walked to the side of the road, waved his hand and asked the dozen or so merchant deacons waiting under the fort wall to climb the fort wall to see the rarity.

When these people walked up to the fortress wall, the chariot in the distance had already run back and forth twice, and the jerky figure became more and more skillful, and the guards sitting behind the carriage also began to move.

"Whew, whew," the chariot that swept through the two cold winds made a big circle again, slowed down and rushed in front of everyone's eyes, causing the merchants to scream in bursts.

I saw that a black iron bump was turned up on the top of the chariot, and a long iron pipe stretched out, and the guard wearing an iron helmet immediately appeared half of his body and crouched behind the iron bump.

"All through, all through," pulled out two long tongues of fire heavy machine guns, a huge explosion sounded, several large stones hundreds of steps in front of the chariot, were clattered and shattered by bullets, and the chariot had already rushed past in the splash of stone chips.

"Ah," in the exclamation of Jin Sanniang and a dozen merchant deacons, they opened fire again and swept away several chariots with huge rocks, and slowly turned around and drove towards the stone fort; On the two black rat-like chariots, the black triangular flag of the Galen tribe was unfurled by Hulala.

At this moment, the guards who followed behind Xiao Ye, as well as Liu Shuihe, Hao Yongliang and other officers, all straightened their waists, their faces were full of confident smiles, and they waved frequently at the chariot in the distance.

And the sergeants who were on guard all around, although they did not dare to shout loudly in their duties, their eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and the big hands holding their weapons became more and more powerful.

"In the future, assault vehicles and transport vehicles, as long as you can afford the price, the head will give priority to selling, but the chariots will not work, and you have to rely on them to deal with the Mongolian Tatars," Seeing that he was taking these merchants with him, his face showed a little awe, and the purpose of seeing the world was achieved, Xiao Ye then sent out new transaction information.

Jin Sanniang, who was originally next to Xiao Ye, held the man's arm reservedly, but her body was close to it, looking at Xiao Ye's young face with a smile, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ximen Xiao Ye has two chariots in his hands, called the rat chariot, which not only runs fast, but also can spit out tongues of fire and shoot projectiles into rain, easily smashing boulders hundreds of steps away, and this news will soon spread throughout the stone forts and to the Gansu town hundreds of miles away.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you Lu Nianshan and Jiang Jie will watch me grow stronger little by little," Xiao Ye sat back in the Jin family restaurant with a smile, drinking and eating vegetables, and laughing and talking with several major merchants about buying food on credit, but his heart was still cold.

No matter how fierce the Mongol Tartar is, it is a threat on the surface, and what he is most worried about is the enemy hiding in the dark, this unending soft knife, handed over is deadly.

The kind of suicide attack with Simon's signature is obviously a last resort, and even if it is a fire/gun attack, someone will carry it on his head.

Not to mention Xiao Ye, who started construction and built forts on the surface, but in fact secretly reorganized the army for war, but said that in Yingtianfu on the south bank of the Yangtze River, Fan Zhengshi, the sixth son of the Fan family, finally returned to the family compound after more than half a month of boat and boat fatigue.

Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old, and compared with the bleak scene in the northwest, the warm green hometown makes Fan Zhengshi finally relieved.

Early in the morning, after washing, having breakfast, changing out of the heavy cotton jacket on the body, putting on the jacket brocade, admiring the apricot blossoms in the courtyard, Fan Zhengshi, walking in the corridor, shaking a silk fan, passed through two flower doors, and came to the front yard outside the living room.

Along the way, whether it was the patrolling guards or the domestic servants, they all smiled at this sixth son who went out to practice, which also made Fan Zhengshi feel a lot happier, and it was better to return to his home.

"Sixth son, you are here, and you won't take a break to slow down," the third housekeeper who was guarding outside the living room, a middle-aged man with a round face and a rich face, saw Fan Zhengshi coming over, and hurriedly stepped forward to give a salute.

Fan Zhengshi arrived last night, but he had been talking to his father and two brothers in detail for almost half a night, and if it weren't for the arrival of foreign guests today, he might still be sleeping on the soft couch now.

"It's okay, it's okay, since a distinguished guest has arrived today, that son is going to meet him," Fan Gongzi, who was smiling at the corner of his eyes, casually looked at a few gray-clothed guards under the steps, and the guards brought by the Yi devil couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Needless to say, it was the red-haired foreign merchant named Torres who came to the door to sell it again, and the expensive Western goods were really ridiculously expensive.

Originally, Fan Zhengshi also knew that foreign devils came all the way across the ocean to make a profit, and like the Ming merchants who went out to Annan, it was normal for the goods to rise six or seven times when they arrived on the shore, but he didn't know the reserve price of Torres's goods, and he didn't have the idea of being slaughtered.

However, if you look at the heavy arquebus on the guard, a Torres costs one hundred and fifty taels, which is said to be the latest firearm in the West, and ordinary people don't sell it, but the cannon is even more expensive.

Heavy smoothbore guns, or the kind of ignition rope, can be shot three times with a breath of a familiar hand, compared with the three-eyed firebolt has a long range, high security, and it is extremely difficult for the Ming Dynasty to imitate.

Before the experience, Fan Zhengshi would be like his father Fan Dazhou, who came to the door as a distinguished guest, holding a large amount of silver tickets with a smiling face, but now overnight, he has made a great change, and he feels that he was really wronged before.

There are many ships in the Fan family, and the elite sailors have become pirates without changing their flags when they go to the open sea, and it's okay to be kept in the dark, but now, hum, the knife in your hands as the Fan family is fake.

Bang, the fan snapped together, Fan Zhengshi walked into the main hall of the living room with his head held high, "The child has seen his father,"

In the spacious and bright living room, on the wall opposite the head, there is a picture of a white crane presenting auspiciousness, and a large red pear wood table below, on both sides of which sit the real power figures of the Fan family, Fan Zhengshi's father Fan Dazhou, and his eldest brother Fan Zhengze.

On the blue brick floor, on the guest chair on the left side of the lower head, a tall man with red hair and beard, wearing long leather boots and a gray tuxedo, is leisurely drinking tea with a teacup.

After greeting his father and eldest brother, Fan Zhengshi glanced at the already familiar Torres, "Yo, Mr. Torres, why are you here again,"

"This time, I don't know what Mr. Torres is going to sell," Fan Zhengshi sat down on the chair opposite and asked politely, without looking at the half-human-high table clock next to Torres' feet.

A maid came up and served hot tea to the sixth son.

Regarding Fan Zhengshi's ridicule, Fan Dazhou and Fan Zhengze should ignore it, but they also did not scold it, and in a deep conversation last night, the two Fan family talkers also had a fire in their hearts.

"Fan Gongzi," Torres put down the teacup in his hand, nodded at Fan Zhengshi, and pointed to the table clock on the ground seriously, emphasizing in a strange way, "This is the latest clock I brought from Annan, as well as a batch of new short fires/guns on the port ship, all of which are active weapons of Spanish naval soldiers,"

"Oh, Mr. Torres, how much does this clock cost?" Looking at the bulky table clock on the ground rarely, Fan Zhengshi asked curiously, "The price is high, but it can't be done, our Fan family has a big business, and there are many people who eat, so we can't afford so much capital,"

"Hehe," said Torres, with a long mustache on his chin, very confidently, "this clock was made for the magnates of Paris, from distant Venice, and the crystal cover on it cost me a thousand Spanish silver coins,"

"Wait, you mean this glass case?" Fan Zhengshi simply interrupted Torres's words, pointed to the somewhat rough case of the table clock, and said in surprise.

"Glass? No, it's crystal, this kind of craftsmanship, but it's a secret technique exclusive to Venice, and there are only ..... in the world until now" Torres, who was beaming proudly, was bragging about it, when he saw Fan Zhengshi's hand raised high.

In his hand, a delicate long and thin chain hung from which a round thing dangled slowly from side to side; This move made Torres chuckle in his heart, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

He was a retired Spanish naval officer and had never been to the so-called Paris, but his boss, the commander of the naval fleet, had been invited to Paris and had seen with his own eyes that rare treasure, pocket watches.

"What's this, excuse me?" Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Torres asked dryly, and a bad feeling gradually began in his heart.

Spain and Portugal are now fighting for the Luzon Islands, and the two sides still dare not act rashly against the Ming Dynasty, an oriental behemoth.

has not yet figured out the true strength of this country, just the appearance of the Ming army's firearms, has already made Torres, a naval officer, timid, timid, and there is little difference in the craftsmanship of firearms between the East and the West.

In the Western world, an armed battle of thousands of people is enough to be recorded in history for a hundred years, but in the Ming Dynasty, two small families will dispatch thousands of family guards for the fight for a dock, and the swords, arrows and firearms are all complete.

However, the Ming Dynasty's strict control of civilian firearms gave him the opportunity to make a fortune, and after trading with the Fan family several times, the profits he obtained were enough for him to return to China to buy a good manor, but he wanted more.

"This, it's called a pocket watch," Fan Zhengshi got up, walked up to Torres, slowly opened the lid of the watch, squinted and looked at the hour proudly, and then put the pocket watch to the foreign devil's ear.

The tick-tock sound made Torres, who knew the mechanics, suddenly change his face drastically, staring at the extremely small pocket watch in front of him in a daze, and then looking at the bulky clock on the ground, speechless for a while.

Closing the lid with a snap, Fan Zhengshi put the pocket watch into his arms, revealing only a slender watch bracelet hanging from the button, looking at Torres with a smile, and then at the table clock on the ground, "How much do you want for this thing?" ”

"Five thousand, oh, no, three thousand taels, for the sake of our friends, I'll only need two thousand six hundred taels," Torres blushed and stammered, no longer as calm as he had just been.

"Then look at my pocket watch, how much is it worth?" Fan Zhengshi smiled softly, no longer embarrassed this guy, after all, the Fan family can still use these foreigners, the silver ingots in Luzon are quite good, and there are also a large number of Spanish merchant ships in Annan.

"This pocket watch, it costs three thousand taels to buy with a silver ticket, and if it is traded for grain and minerals, one thousand thousand taels will do," the words fluttered lightly, but it was like a thunderclap, and the ear drums of Torres were buzzing.

If he returned to China in exchange for these pocket watches, he would not immediately become a rich man, and a mere manor would be nothing, in the capital of Madrid, he could sell a silver coin for six thousand.

However, where did he have any money, all the silver coins on his body were replaced by firearms, and there were a few shabby clocks under his feet.

"Oh, by the way, don't take out the arquebus on your ship and sell it, I'll show you a better firearm," After speaking, Fan Zhengshi turned around and took shelter at his father and eldest brother, "Father, eldest brother, those goods, did you open the eyes of this Mr. Torres?" ”

"Well, okay, there aren't many people in the world, our Daming's goods, take them out and let Torres see them," Fan Dazhou, who was full of smiles, showed a look of disdain on his chubby face.

"Yes, after seeing the rare things, we still have to discuss the matter of hoarding grain goods," Fan Zhengze, who looked loyal, said very approvingly.

"That's good," Fan Zhengshi slapped his face, and two guards walked in outside, holding wooden plates in their hands, covered with bright red silk cloth.

"Mr. Torres, you have to see clearly the things made by the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty," take the silk cloth, Fan Zhengshi said lightly, but in his heart he has a lot of regrets about the Persian goods in the northwest, after all, this is a Persian goods, and there is no such thing in the Ming Kingdom.

The delicate dressing mirror immediately compares the mirror of Venice to the underground; A shiny lighter, a simple match, and a sharp multi-purpose hunting knife, these four things were enough to make Torres so ashamed that he covered his face.

When Fan Zhengshi took out the short fire gun made by the Huang family, pulled Torres on the backyard martial arts training ground, and fired six lead bullets in succession, Torres was speechless in shock.

A peek at the hole shows that the strength of the Ming Dynasty is terrifying, fortunately, the Spanish Navy has no plan to attack the eastern powers, otherwise the Ming Dynasty will casually pull out tens of thousands of musk/gun troops, and it is difficult to say who Luzon will fall into.

Nowadays, when melee combat is becoming a trend in sea jumping, Torres does not think that the Spanish Navy has any advantage in the face of the Ming Dynasty, and the development of artillery technology will wait for more than ten years of progress in the breech alloy to make the Spanish Navy truly become the supremacy of the sea.

The fire/gun craftsmanship is so sophisticated, Torres can imagine that the artillery craftsmanship hidden in the Ming Dynasty is bound to be no worse, and the bronze artillery placed on the head of Tianfu City is estimated to be used for the occasion, and it is a foolish decoration, and it will never be used in actual combat.

However, the grief-stricken Torres suddenly realized that it seemed that he should sell firearms to the West, but he did not have any silver coins. There are also pocket watches that are extremely exquisite, lighters, vanity mirrors, and simple and convenient matches that can be pulled out at a glance, all of which are excellent goods that can make a fortune.

With the silk, raw silk, porcelain and tea that were in short supply in the Ming Dynasty, Torres was vaguely aware that he had found a way to become a wealthy man in Spain.