Da Wei Chun

Chapter 249
Last night the westerly wind entered Hanguan, and the moon was full of Beishan beside the clouds.

At dawn, the starry sky is still vast, and the sky is clear for thousands of miles.But just after dawn, God changed his face.

Looking west, I saw the moon sinking to the west and black clouds billowing.

The west wind shakes the branches, curls the leaves and dry grass and flies around.It scraped across the ruined walls of Guancheng again, like a ghost crying, wailing.

The wooden armor on the soldier's body fluttered with the wind, and the hem and skirt corners collided with each other, making a "pop" sound.

From time to time, there would be a strong wind blowing up messy things and slapping their faces, but among the thousands of armored soldiers, not even one frowning?
All the tigers' eyes were wide open, staring at the high platform not far away with burning eyes.

Manpower is exhausted, beyond the reach of the eye.The wind was so strong, and under the misty yellow sand, more than [-]% of the soldiers could only see many figures standing on the general platform, but they couldn't recognize which one was who and which one was Li Chengzhi.

But directly behind the high platform, the big banner that is flying in the wind is dazzling like the sun in the sky.

It was still so broken and dirty, but it was this broken flag that had become a divine residence that would never fall in the hearts of these soldiers.

It's handsome!
Only when the commander-in-chief is here, will the Li family's banner be erected in the camp.

Looking at this flag, thousands of soldiers naturally remembered the past when they fought with Li Chengzhi, and their eyes wet involuntarily...

Li Chengzhi rubbed his sore cheeks slapped by gravel and grass leaves, and stared at the dark sky.

God, don't you even give me this bit of face?
In such weather, don't talk loudly, I'm afraid that you can pour a mouthful of sand with just opening your mouth.

He sighed sadly, waved his hand again: "Send it!"

Li Song nodded, and then the leaders of each battalion and brigade came to the stage, took away the sorted bead boxes, and distributed them to each soldier.

The beads are not big, roughly the size of a later generation's checkers, but they are definitely not that round.

But the appearance is better, just like opal, not only has all colors, but there are four or five colors.

This is also due to the fact that when refining these glass beads, Li Chengzhi had all the tools and raw materials at hand.

There are iron, copper, silver, tin, and some gold and aluminum, mixed randomly, naturally there are all colors.

Li Chengzhi didn't think so, but in the eyes of these soldiers, such beads were truly rare treasures.

Thinking that although they are thousands of miles away, the commander-in-chief has not forgotten them, not only came here to comfort them, but also used these rare pearls as salary...

What's more, in two or three months at the most, the commander-in-chief will bring in the female relatives to help them get married...

Thinking of this, [-]% of the soldiers shed tears, knelt down on the ground involuntarily, and respectfully kowtowed to Li Chengzhi.

No wonder these soldiers were grateful.

Most of them were rebels who were captured by Li Chengzhi. It is hard to say whether there was blood on their hands, but following Li Wenzhong, they definitely did not rob.

Even if Li Chengzhi was surrendered in the end and helped him quell the Jingzhou Rebellion, it is still a matter of whether the crime of rebellion can be evened out when the merits are awarded in the end.

But even if it can be evened out, what's the use?

At most, they were incorporated by the imperial court and became military households.

Military household?

hehehe...

Once you join a military household, you will be a military household for generations.It is no better than those monks who were forced to rebel with Liu Huiwang.

Anyway, the family has already been filled with military rations by Liu Huiwang, and they are already alone. Instead of being a military household and eating their last meal without a second meal, it is better to follow Li Song and others to fight for a little life.

At least he can have a full stomach, not to mention being treated by others.

But who would have thought that the commander-in-chief would still be such a valuable item, not to mention the military pay?
Not to mention, there is still a day in this life where I can start a family and have a bloodline heir?
So these soldiers are grateful to Li Chengzhi from the bottom of their hearts...

Li Chengzhi felt that he was just doing his part, and never thought of making the soldiers of the Baijia camp grateful.

But thinking about last night, and looking at today again, I just showed my face and shared a glass bead with each other, but the effect is so good?
It can only be said that if there is no comparison, there is no right or wrong... Ordinary people are actually very easy to be satisfied.

Li Chengzhi was filled with emotion, took a long breath of relief, and waved his hand again: "With such a strong wind, maybe there will be rain later, so don't let the soldiers suffer here, let's go back to the camp..."

Li Song responded and asked the soldiers to wave the flag.

There were shouts and shouts from the audience, and the battalions dispersed one after another.In half a quarter of an hour, all five thousand soldiers returned to the camp.

Feeling light on the body, the feeling of being pushed by the wind before, and the feeling of wanting to retreat seems to have disappeared?

Li Chengzhi raised his head subconsciously.

The flag doesn't seem to be flying...

Hmm, no... The wind actually stopped?
Li Chengzhi looked at the soldiers who had already entered the account one after another, and was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

You don't stop when I want to talk, but you stop as soon as the person leaves?

Feel like God is deliberately against him?
Could it be possible to call all the soldiers out of the camp and train them again?

Forget it, stop tossing...

Li Chengzhi took off his cloak, threw it to Li Rui beside him, pointed to the felt tent in the camp, and said to Li Song:
"There is a lot of wind in the west of the river. Summer and autumn are no problem. People can live with tents. But winter and spring are very windy, so felt tents are not very suitable... You still have to plan early and plan ahead."

"It's windy?"

Li Song was suspicious, and looked up at the sky again, "In the past ten days, it has rained twice, but today is the first time when there is a strong wind...and it doesn't seem to be too big?"

Didn't see how old?

Li Chengzhi couldn't help sneering.

That is, you have never seen the power of a sandstorm.

From the beginning when Hexi belonged to Han, there were records of sandstorms.

The slips and slips of the Western Han Dynasty unearthed in Hexi record: the sun is invisible but there are many dark clouds, the moon is invisible but the wind is not sand...

Also: Send Quli Xiaowei to the shogunate to move, there will be strong winds, and fifteen eaves will be damaged, and Zhao Ding will be injured...

In mid-February, when I sent the emissary Huang Jun, a horse was frightened to death in a strong wind...

Especially in the last two paragraphs, it is clearly recorded that the army was walking halfway and encountered a sandstorm. The strong wind first tore off the cover of the car, then overturned the carriage, and killed the horse...

In comparison, the wind just now was not even a drizzle.

It's really windy, don't blow away a few felt tents too easily.

Also saw a ghost.

From ancient times to the present, whenever the wind is written in the handed down poems, it will change according to the seasons. For example, the east wind must be spring, the south wind is summer, the west wind is autumn, and the north wind is naturally winter.

But as long as it is the turn of the poems describing Hexi and the Western Regions, there are only 360 and five days a year: West Wind, West Wind, West Wind...

Either the north wind, the north wind, the north wind...

No exceptions!

The same applies to later generations. Li Chengzhi has seen days when the wind was not blowing from the west, and he can count the days with ten fingers.

The west wind blows on sunny days, and the west wind blows on cloudy or rainy days.

When the wind blows gently, it is the westerly wind, and when the wind is strong, or even sandstorm, it is still the westerly wind.

One day when we can see the wind coming down the mountain (south wind) or the east wind, Li Chengzhi feels like Chinese New Year...

"You can do whatever you want, or you won't even have time to cry when the wind blows in late autumn..."

Li Chengzhi reprimanded Li Song, and murmured again: "Even if the refugees have come here, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and soldiers, but if you want to build the barracks in late autumn and early winter, it must be too late... then you can only use local materials. Digging a kiln..."

Digging a kiln?

Li Song's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

"Mr. Lang, I tried it a long time ago... This place is not like Guanzhong, it is full of loess. Instead, there is sand in the soil. No matter how deep the kiln is dug, as long as it is more than ten feet deep, the roof of the kiln will collapse..."

"It's not a horizontal kiln, but a solid kiln, like this... Well, you guys also come to see..."

Li Chengzhi beckoned, called Li Liang, Huangfusong and others over, drew out his saber, and drew a picture for Li Song and others on the spot: "Choose a place with high and flat terrain, dig it down to form a pool, and carry it on the top. Wooden rafters, branches, and then paste wet mud to cover the roof, how can it collapse?
If you are still afraid of the kiln wall sinking, then use bricks and stones to build it, or directly paste the wall with clay.Then dig a ramp at the exit for people to go in and out..."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

It sounds like no matter how strong the wind is, it can stop it?
Unless the wind is strong enough to blow a wheel-sized stone and collapse the roof.

Moreover, it is more than twice as simple as building a house on flat ground. There is no need to build walls, and there is no need to worry about where to find big trees for erecting beams and buildings.

Although it was the first time they had heard of this kind of underground kiln, they had dug a lot of cellars for storing vegetables in winter in Lijiabao. Naturally, they knew that building this kind of underground kiln was much less labor-intensive than building a house.

Everyone looked at Li Chengzhi with burning eyes, admiring him in their hearts:

Mr. Lang is indeed a person bestowed by the gods. With just one finger, he can turn decay into magic?

Although it wasn't the first time he was admired by these people, Li Chengzhi's face was still burning.

What turns decay into magic is like making steel and forging iron. This is the wisdom of the ancestors.

In later generations, this kind of cave dwelling was commonly known as Diwozi, and it was specially used to solve the living problems in areas with severe geological desertification, and it is extremely common in Northwest China.

From here, more than 100 kilometers to the northwest, is Lop Nur, which is the Jiuquan Satellite Launch Base of later generations.Before it was made public, no matter in official documents or private letters, there was only one name: Diwopu (pronounced 'pu')!

Qian Xuesen, Qian Sanqiang and other heroes lived in this kind of den and built atomic bombs and missiles.

From here, about [-] kilometers to the west, is Yumen, which was also called Diwopu in those days. The iron man Wang Jinxi lived in Diwozi and developed the Yumen Oilfield.

Further west, all the way to Xinjiang, there are not too many places called Diwopu along the road, which is why it got its name.

For example, Diwopu Airport in Urumqi...

I feel that Li Zhang is always half a beat behind others. Li Song, Li Liang and others were already planning which camp to cut logs, which camp to pull clay, and which camp to dig kilns. "What is it.

He frowned, and asked abruptly: "There is no wall outside the kiln. If it rains, wouldn't it all flow in?"

Li Chengzhi collapsed.

Although the weather is dead, people are always alive, right?
He sighed helplessly: "Dams can be built around the kiln to block water, or canals can be dug to divert water... But if there is a breath, who can watch the water flow into their own house?"

Li Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and his face turned purple with embarrassment in the blink of an eye.

There was no more objection among the people, and they unanimously decided to build this kind of kiln.

Then Li Chengzhi told them how to prevent fire, and how to prevent charcoal poisoning (carbon monoxide) when heating in winter.

After finishing speaking, Li Chengzhi subconsciously turned his head when he heard the sound of a horse's hooves on the ground, and saw Yiqi running from Yingbei.

Taking a closer look, it was Li Cong.

Wasn't Li Cong sent out early in the morning by Li Song to watch Tie Guan'er (an old blacksmith) take his apprentices to start a blast furnace?
It's only been half a day, at most, the furnace has just been built, and when the furnace burns dry, it will be dark anyway.

Li Chengzhi's heart skipped a beat: Could it be the fryer?
Otherwise, it would be impossible for Li Cong to come back so early and be in such a hurry?
Unfortunately, it is estimated that the refractoriness of the clay is not enough...

It would take ten days to come and go on the road alone, Li Chengzhi didn't dare to stay here for too long, naturally he didn't have time to wait for Li Song to pull the high clay from Linze (one of the counties under the jurisdiction of Zhangye, more than a hundred miles away), Then teach the blacksmith how to start a blast furnace to smelt iron ore.

As a matter of expediency, he asked the old blacksmith to dig some red soil by the river bank, and mixed some graphite into it to burn bricks and start a furnace.

This thing was washed down from the Qilian Mountains, and the content of kaolin in it is not low, which is supposed to be enough.

But who can guarantee that there will be no accidents?

I don't know if anyone was hurt, let alone how many...

Li Chengzhi's heart sank slightly, and he looked at Li Cong who was getting closer and closer, feeling suspicious in his heart.

I thought what I heard would be bad news, but looking at Li Cong, his face seemed to be filled with joy?

"Lang Jun, the iron juice is coming out..."

Li Chengzhi was stunned and almost cursed out loud.

What are you talking about?
The furnace hasn't been built yet, and the ore hasn't been smelted yet. Where does the molten iron come from?
Besides, that's iron, not wax?

I haven't taught the old blacksmith how to make coke and add flux when smelting, and there is no coal in the camp, so how can he smelt molten iron with only a few sticks of dry wood?
"Lang Jun, it's true..."

Li Cong gritted his teeth and smiled very unhappy, "When the furnace was closed, Tie Guan said he was idle, so he threw a few magnets (ores) into it, saying that it could be refined...

But who would have thought that in less than half an hour, iron juice flowed out from the bottom of the furnace...it was real iron juice.Even Tie Guan'er exclaimed the miracle, his disciples almost knelt down..."

Li Chengzhi was shocked: it turned out to be true?
see the hell?

He was puzzled.

"Go and see!"

Seeing Li Chengzhi jumping off the general platform, Li Song, Li Liang and others followed closely behind, galloping their horses towards the Zhengyi Gap two miles away.

(End of this chapter)