"What? You want me to make weapons?"

At that time, when Marshal Yang Quan asked Ji Lin to make war weapons, he decisively vetoed it, but this time the person who proposed it was Fang You.

"What's the matter, don't you kid think that your ability can't be reached?" Fang You couldn't help but ask when he saw Ji Lin's reaction.

"I don't want to make weapons of war and that for use in war. Ji Lin frowned.

"Why? Do you think it's the kind of murderous machine that kills the people?" Fang You immediately guessed the reason why he didn't want to do this, and immediately asked rhetorically, "Do you think that the people of Ronggo Mansion won't prey on us? Do you think that we made this to invade their state territory? Have you forgotten that Ronggo Mansion is the one who provoked the war?"

"Fang always wants to say, let me make war weapons and attack the soldiers of Rongge Mansion, so that they will not harm the people here?" Ji Lin's brows widened slightly, but he still twisted slightly, he sneered, "But I am not from Yuanyang Prefecture, I always have to leave, what if I arrive in Rongge Prefecture? Also, Rongge soldiers are not people?"

"Isn't our Yuanyang Mansion Army human? Boy, you are now in Yuanyang Prefecture, so you have to think about the people of Yuanyangzhou. Moreover, if you make a weapon, you may not have a chance to go to the battlefield, this is just a guarantee, and when our defense line is breached, you will drive the weapon out to defend against the enemy, then instead of killing indiscriminately, you have also rescued people, why not?"

To be honest, Fang You's words really moved Ji Lin's heart. However, his principles are not easily broken, and he is on the side of the devil again.

"What do you think I'm going to do?"

"So, Han Fei, you're still too easy to drill the horns. Ghost Axe smiled helplessly, "The war that has been provoked is inevitable, and the casualties in the war are inevitable." However, it would be great if there was a way to reduce casualties. ”

"In other words, your weapons may be able to break the life-and-death situation in the war, go straight to the enemy's base camp, capture the thief and capture the king first, so that they will be leaderless, and the battle will not be able to continue, and there will be no misery. Lang Yan also added on the side.

"Then do you also want to make war weapons?" Ji Lin asked again.

"Why not? The Axe Gang under the command of the deity is responsible for the production of war weapons. Of course, when there was no war, they were ordinary carpenters who made furniture. Ghost Axe glanced at the place of the door casually, and said.

"No wonder, they're looking for me. That...... I can't shirk the blame anymore. Ji Lin sighed helplessly, and finally compromised.

The coming war hangs over the hearts of the people like a lingering shadow, and there is only a month left before the February battle.

Fortunately, due to the transaction with the Chai family, a lot of grain was exchanged, and it can be said that it is fully prepared in terms of food. In terms of people's hearts, Yuanyang Mansion is settled, and the rest is only to sit back and wait for the arrival of February.

The ghost axe has already taught his secret stunt to Ji Lin, that is, the method of making the ink spirit puppet. The core of the work of the ink puppet is the "ink shaft", which uses the ink shaft to make the dynamic source of the ink puppet "ink core", and then assembles the ink core in the frame of the ink puppet, interlocks with gears and other parts, and then assembles the shell, as long as the ink shaft turns, the entire ink puppet will move.

Of course, its working principle is simple, but the production process is quite cumbersome, and its component selection is enough to give you a headache. The raw material of the ink shaft is a special metal called "snail zinc", which can be rotated by pouring the source ink or adding carbon elements such as graphite.

After agreeing to make the weapon, Ji Lin hurriedly returned to his room and began to design the weapon. Seeing that there are not many days left before February, even if it cannot be completed before the start of the war, at least it will not be an afterthought!

The first thing to think about is how the components of each organization should be combined.

It was a long process that took him two days. To be honest, he didn't even think of what shape the weapon he was going to make.

Ten days later, he went out to the craftsman and went out on the street to buy materials. He bought it in Fang You's name, so the money was all on Fang You's head. However, hematite was out of stock, so he had to use pyrite instead of iron.

By the time the design of the components was completed, war was already looming.

He finally started to work on the production of components, and the large number of pottery molds he had borrowed from Fang You before would also come in handy. Put the pyrite into the graphite crucible first, cover the crucible lid, put it in the smelting furnace, shovel a few shovels of coal into the furnace, and light the fire......

During this time, he discovered a strange phenomenon. Because of the pollution caused by pyrite ironmaking, the whole room was filled with a pungent smell, and even if the air duct was inserted into the barrel, the smell still escaped. He couldn't stand it anymore and went out with his nose covered.

In his room there were several copper basins filled with clean water, which were used to cool down. After that, he began to smelt and cast parts day after day, without leaving home, and he didn't even know when the war began.

At the beginning of February, the young marshal led 3,000 troops to fight with 5,000 Rong Ge soldiers in Lingye. The enemy was outnumbered, and the young marshal used strange tactics to attack the crowd with less, and the enemy suffered heavy casualties and returned home.

――From "The Rise and Fall of Yuan Yang History"

The barracks of the two sides were eighty miles apart, and the first battle had just ended, and the battlefield was covered with rivers of blood, stumps and broken arms, and fragments of weapons and armor scattered in the rivers of blood. At this time, there are only people cleaning the battlefield on the battlefield, and the rest are all corpses. At this time, the soldiers of both sides returned to the camp to rest.

The leader of the Yuan Yang Imperial Army is the young Yang Wu, although his momentum is not as domineering as Yang Quan in the past, but he is also a shrewd and capable handsome talent.

"Report to the marshal! Our army lost 63 men, including 60 infantry and 3 cavalry, and 247 wounded, including 71 infantry and 176 cavalry. ”

In the camp of the Yuanyang army, a small soldier did the above statistics.

"Alas, write down the names of the dead warriors. Yang Wu in front of the table sighed, his eyes were full of pain.

More than half of Yuan Yang's 3,000 troops were archers, and they were almost unscathed, but the infantry and cavalry could not withstand any more casualties. The archers were weak in defense, and if the line of defense consisting of infantry and cavalry was breached, then the Yuanyang imperial army would become a bubble of soap and water, and it would be crushed with a single blow.

Eighty miles away, in Ronggo province, the number of casualties was also counted. They sent 5,000 troops, but the total casualties were 852 people, about one-sixth.

It seems that the Yuan Yang army has won a great victory, but the situation of the two sides is just the opposite.

In the Rongge camp, Mao Mao sat on the upper seat, raised his wine glass, drank and laughed:

"Brothers, are you having enough fun today?"

"Cool!" the thousands of soldiers under the seat shouted in unison, and there was no depression and unwillingness that a defeat should have.

"Hahaha, our manly husbands, we are going to fight on this battlefield, either the enemy dies, or I die! Today we are killing happily, and in the next battle, we will enjoy a more enjoyable fight!"

The soldiers of the Ronggo Imperial Army feasted and laughed like victors.

Mao Mao raised his head and drank all the wine in the wine glass, and a trace of inexplicable look flashed in his eyes when he looked at the big top of the camp. Brother, brother has avenged you today, even though I know you will not forgive me for doing this......

The soldiers in the Rongge Mansion have always only focused on battles and loved battles, and as for whom and why, they never thought about it. They are truly made to fight and kill.

In front of the Yuanyang camp, everyone looked at the mutilated corpses that had been brought back with heavy frost, their eyes were as red as bloodshot, some people were even panting like cows, and some people were silent. The atmosphere was heavy.

The death of about half a hundred of the 3,000 people was an extremely glorious result, but none of the more than 60 people had a complete corpse, their split heads were unrecognizable, and their broken bodies were devastated.

"Are the people of Ronggo Mansion all brutes? They don't treat us as human beings at all, and it is a heinous crime to kill us without leaving a whole corpse!"

His voice trembled with a hint of resentment, mixed with endless resentment and grief. The man was also a wounded man, with a white cloth wrapped around his head, shoulders, and wrists - his head and shoulders had been cut off by the enemy, and he had been spared death by dodging in time, but the hand in which he was wrapped was shortened, and the palm of his hand was lost forever.

No one answered, but the atmosphere was even more somber. Everyone buried their heads deep and mourned in silence for these dead heroes.

In the big tent of injuries and illnesses, it is even more sad. There were those who did not stop bleeding, there were those who spasmed in pain, and there were those who were unconscious, screaming and groaning, and hoarse. Most of them are disabled, and it is difficult to have a person with all four limbs.

The imperial infantry of Rongge Mansion wore Xuantie knives, and the cavalry used Xuantiege, which was heavy and had great lethality, while the infantry of the Yuanyang Imperial Army held spears, cavalry held halberds, and the bows matched with the archers were all made of Moyun steel, and the armor was also Moyun steel armor, which was light and tough. Although they have their own ups and downs in weapons and armor, in terms of the strength and temperament of the soldiers, the Jung Ge Army is not a star and a half.

The pharmacists of the medicine gate either looked indifferent or sad, adjusting and applying medicine to these wounded soldiers.

Standing in front of the camp, Yang Wu's brows were tightly locked, his mouth was pale, and his half-closed eyes and even his eyelashes were trembling. He took a deep breath, sighed, and said in a low voice: "In the face of such a cruel enemy, are you all afraid? Do you dare not go to the battlefield again? Do you not want to avenge the wounded and dead comrades?"

In front of him, all the soldiers shook their heads violently, and they wanted to shout, but they couldn't.

"Cheer us up! We will avenge them, not cry like a woman! In the next battle, show your courage, we must crush the brutal enemy!" At the end, he raised his head sharply, his gaze determined.

Everyone below looked up at him, and those who had shed tears hurriedly wiped away their tears, and those who grieved also had serious expressions. Yang Wu sighed again, turned around and entered the camp behind him, leaving only one sentence:

"Let's all get up and cook, and only when you have enough spirit can you fight bravely to kill the enemy. ”

Smoke finally rose from Yuanyangying's side. It was dusk, and the spring breeze of February blew, but it did not bring life to the blood-stained land, and on the marching camp, the hammer and axe flag fluttered in the wind.