Strengthening starts from the county magistrate

Chapter 423 It's Too Late to Regret Now
Fengjiang City has changed a lot in the recent period.

On the one hand, it is the construction of houses in the city, and on the other hand, it is the changes among the people in the borderlands.

Many foreign monks gradually noticed something strange, but they didn't know what happened.

According to the previous habits, people from Fengjiang would always come out in twos and threes to chat, or find a wine and meat stall, order a small dish, and then bask in the sun to brag and watch the monks passing by on the street.

But in recent days, it seems that such scenes have gradually become less and less.

People in Fengjiang are not only idle and have nothing to do, there are fewer people watching the excitement, and even the people who set up stalls on the street are missing every now and then.

There was also a monk who was really trustworthy. After some investigations in the streets and alleys, he felt puzzled.

These people in the borderlands, except for some houses in their homes, are being rebuilt and need manpower.

The rest of them seemed to be in their small courtyard, tinkling around doing blacksmithing and carpentry work.

Some of them are forging ordinary iron, and they are probably making a kitchen knife for home use, which is very common among the people.

But the problem is, it won't be that all the kitchen knives are broken in your Fengjiang City, right?

And it's okay to say that one day or two days, for half a month, I didn't see them come out.

Finally someone found something wrong, and then began to check it in detail.

In the end, I got a piece of shell shrapnel made by Fantie.

Many monks looked at this thing with bewildered faces.

First of all, this is forged by Fantie, so it is destined not to be a valuable item.

Even if you use some rare minerals to forge it, it's fine, but this ordinary iron is at most a tool for ordinary people, and it has no lethality against monks.

But this is Fengjiang City, the Fengjiang City surnamed Shen.

Under this premise, no monk thinks this matter is a trivial matter.

From past experience and intuition, they told them that in this city, they must not ignore any detail, otherwise they will definitely die miserably, even if they are lucky, they will have to peel off their skin.

No way, many people have a deep understanding.

So, all the people in the border city are doing this thing, what is it for?

"What can this shit do?"

"hidden weapon?"

"No, would you use Fantie as a hidden weapon? Beat people to death?"

"Hmm... that's right, let alone a pure martial artist, this thing can't even break the physical body of a Qi practitioner."

"The key point is to look at this shape. I remember that the Tang family in North Cangzhou used hidden weapons?"

"That's right, I went there once with the elders of the sect and saw it, but this shape is really not a hidden weapon of the Tang sect."

"It's not a hidden weapon, what could it be?"

"Hey, why don't you ask someone from Fengjiang to come out and ask?"

"Ask, don't tell!"

"Can't we use some other method?"

"Hmph, if you dare, you can go, anyway, I don't think my life is too long."

The crowd was silent.

With the current critical situation, in Dongzhou, who dares to provoke the border people?

Unless the brain is flooded.

Before the Nanjing army came, Shen Mu in Fengjiang was still a mad dog.

Furthermore, a few days ago, it was not a monk who did not find fault.

As a result, the person disappeared the next day, and his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown. You can say that it is scary or not.

Many monks actually wanted to leave.

But I can't bear the excitement here, and the resources in Fengjiang City.

Especially the redemption of pills and the secret realm of the ghost gate trial.

Although the frontier money needed is a bit more expensive, it is naturally worth it because it is beneficial to practice.

In addition, there is this one-hundred-to-one gamble, seeing that they can make a lot of money, and they don't even pick up the money, it is really not reconciled.

Therefore, many people want to take advantage of the fact that the Nanjing army has not flattened the frontier.

It is a point to earn more.

So they haven't left yet.

As for some strange things in Fengjiang City, they can at most discuss and analyze them, but they dare not do more actions.

Although they don't believe that Fengjiang can resolve this crisis, at least they still recognize Fengjiang's strength, and there are definitely masters.

...

For the outside world, the strange iron shell casings made by the people in Fengjiang are just a small episode.

From the analysis of any party's intelligence.

No one really noticed it, in this war between dynasties and dynasties.

How big a storm can be caused by a mere small city.

Most of the eyes of the entire Eastern Continent, and even other dynasties and sects in Human Realm, were still focused on the exchange of fire between the Dali Dynasty and the Nanjing army.

no doubt.

Dali is the beginning and the end of this war.

As long as Nanjing destroys the Dali Dynasty, everything will be over.

And Fengjiang, which has a blessed place and various resources, will be wiped out accordingly.

No matter how much fame and events were created before the border closure again.

But, in the end, he would be slaughtered by that Nanjing God of War.

This is the view of almost everyone.

at this time.

Dali border barracks.

Song Zhenque had already gathered all his forces, including the Dali Iron Cavalry Army in other regions, as well as key sects supported by the dynasty, monks from major counties, and so on.

After passing the Guandao Pavilion station before.

It may be a long way to go before seeing Xiao Nanhe's barracks.

But now, with the Guandao Pavilion as the boundary.

Almost all the military camps and sect disciples who came to station here.

It feels like a big battle is on the verge of breaking out.

If it is as before, Fengjiang City will definitely be requisitioned as a garrison to supply the Dali Dynasty with supplies and military use.

Most of the time, it is the local people who suffer the most.

But now it's different, Fengjiang has been divided, unless Song Zhenque has a thick skin and is willing to bear the consequences, otherwise he would not dare to requisition Fengjiang City.

Many supportive children from other counties and counties would rather live in the camp behind the Guandao Pavilion checkpoint than go to Fengjiang City.

After all, Shen Mu's fierce reputation was still quite evil.

This man never cared about Dali's royal family, and the heads of several counties and counties died in his hands.

within the tent.

Song Zhenque was discussing countermeasures with Xiao Nanhe and others.

"Military supplies are the most important thing. If Dali is to be defended firmly, the monks need to be supplied with food and medicine in a timely manner."

"Your Majesty, if it's a long tug-of-war, I'm afraid I won't be able to sustain it for too long. If I do it for half a year, problems may arise."

"Nanjing has already cut off our alliance with the two dynasties of Daqing and Sui. I believe that the sects outside of Dali will also temporarily cut off ties, so we can only rely on ourselves."

Everyone said.

Song Zhenque's face was serious, and he looked down in distress.

The battle of the dynasty's army is actually the consumption of monks' resources.

Soldiers' elixir, armor, food, and so on.

Once the tug-of-war begins, that's all there is to it.

After a long time, Song Zhenque looked down: "General Xiao Nanhe, I remember that in your team before, there seemed to be rice with vitality that was as strong as a pill? Is this channel the hands of the farmer Shennong, or did it really come from That sinking tree?"

Xiao Nanhe heard the words and said: "Your Majesty, it is indeed from Fengjiang City. Not only is it the vitality rice that has been increased by eight times, but even the Body Tempering Pill has been increased by eight times. If we have these, maybe we can have some chances of winning."

"!!!"

"!!!"

All the officials present and other personnel were taken aback when they heard the words.

All are a little shocked.

After all, they have just come to seal the frontier not long ago, so naturally they don't know these things.

I only know about his murder.

Seeing Song Zhenque's silence, Xiao Nanhe felt helpless.

He didn't really want to say such frustrating words.

But Song Zhenque lied to ask, but he couldn't help it. He cherished what he didn't understand before, offended him to death, and cut Fengjiang out.

Now I know regret.

But it's too late.

...

...

Several days have passed.

The vitality of Dongtian Paradise was burned by the demon to be as thin as the former Fengjiang City.

(End of this chapter)