Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 122 Refined Iron
"It's okay, run away, just run away, this is something that Silla people should worry about!" Wang Wenzuo didn't take it to heart. As the saying goes, a phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken, and the beggar is not familiar with the local terrain. There were hundreds of remnants of soldiers, no food, medicine, or armored weapons, so it might not be possible to take down a village in Silla. After three or five days, they would be starved to death. At that time, it was not certain who would kill who.

"Kill all the injured mules and horses, as well as the chickens, dogs, and pigs that can be found in the village. If there is wine—" Wang Wenzuo hesitated: "Forget about the wine. After all, it is still on the battlefield. Let the soldiers feel better." Good meal!"

"Yes!" The officer responded excitedly.

The cold wind hits his face like a file, but Qi Si Bi Yu hurts not his face, but his heart.

It is not the first time he has lost a battle. As the leader of the Baishan tribe, Qi Sibiyu has just realized that survival is a never-ending war.Although the land in the Northeast is vast, there are not many suitable for living.

At that time, the Liaohe Plain and the Sanjiang Plain were still endless wetlands and swamps, which were difficult to cultivate. In summer, diseases were prevalent, and in winter, there were blizzards that swept away everything. The suitable places to live were the hills in southern Liaoning and the valleys in the Changbai Mountains, where the land was fertile and the water was abundant. And there is no need to face the cold wind in winter. It is also the first developed area in the Northeast.

The ethnic groups such as Fuyu people and Murong Xianbei all started their businesses there.In order to compete for the limited living space, each tribe must face cruel competition, and the losers have to leave their homes and look for new lands.In this environment, any cowardice and slack are fatal.But today, Qi Si Bi Yu was slacking off.

"Boss, where should we go now?" A subordinate's voice came from beside him.Qi Sibiyu reined in the reins, looked back, everyone's faces were blank, he knew he had to do something.

"How many days ago did we cross the Han River?"

"Crossing the Han River? Seems like ten days ago!"

"Ten days, very good!"

"very good?"

"Yes, I have made an agreement with General Gao that when we go back within fifteen days, he will leave a boat to take us across the river!" Qi Sibiyu raised his voice so that everyone could hear him: "We lost this time." , but next time we will come back, bring more people, and avenge the dead brothers!" At this point, he drew out his waist knife, stretched out his left little finger to wipe the blade, cut it off, lifted Gao Zuo let everyone see clearly: "Heaven and earth gods are here, if you violate this oath, you will do so!"

Victory is like fine wine, even if you don't drink it, it can make you feel smoky and refreshing.

"Please, General Shangguo, please drink this cup to the brim!" The city lord Jin Sanzang's waist was almost broken, but the flagon in his hand was still motionless, which made Wang Wenzuo a little admired. It is not easy to maintain such a posture. He picked up the glass and took a sip: "Thank you!"

"Ah! Massive, massive! Sure enough, the bravery seems to be closed, and the strategy is comparable to Han Bai!" Jin Sanzang exclaimed for a while, as if he had seen something extraordinary, and the flattery in his mouth rushed out like a tide. It was Wang Wenzuo who had seen the scene before crossing, and he was a little bit overwhelmed.

"The city lord is too famous!" Wang Wenzuo pointed to He Bayong on the right with his wine glass: "Today's battle is mostly due to the efforts of my lieutenant general. I just sit back and enjoy the success!"

"Oh oh oh!" Jin Sanzang's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he turned to He Bayong. Wang Wenzuo heaved a sigh of relief and shook his head. In his opinion, this Jincheng lord is comparable to those Mohe people Much harder to deal with.

"Owner!"

Sancho's voice came from behind, and Wang Wenzuo turned around: "What's the matter?"

"Captain Cui has something to tell you!"

"Yeah!" Wang Wenzuo raised his head, only to see that there was a commotion at the banquet, most of the people were blushing from drinking, some even pulled the Silla maidservant next to him to sit on his lap, the victory is really sweet and intoxicating!He smiled slightly, got up and walked outside, Sancho hurriedly followed.

"Hongdu, what's the matter?" Wang Wenzuo smiled.

"Sanlang, look at this!" Cui Hongdu handed over an arrow with a cold expression on his face.

Wang Wenzuo took the arrow. This arrow is longer than the arrows commonly used by Tang Jun by two hands. The shaft is also thicker, and the arrow feathers are thicker. , heavy in the hand, exuding a cold light.

"Is there anything else?" Wang Wenzuo asked.

"There are more!" Cui Hongdu took out three or four more arrows, including shovel-shaped arrowheads, swallow-tail-shaped arrowheads, and diamond-shaped arrowheads. Wang Wenzuo looked at them carefully and remained silent.

"It's all made of fine iron!" Cui Hongdu whispered.

"Should it be given by the Goguryeo people?" Wang Wenzuo said.

"It's not like that. The arrows used by the Goguryeo people are seldom so heavy! This kind of arrow can only be used with the longer and slightly larger bow of the Mohe people, otherwise it will be difficult to reach far, and it will be difficult to penetrate armor!"

Wang Wenzuo nodded. As Cui Hongdu said, the length and weight of ancient bows and arrows have a certain correspondence. If you want to go far, you have to use smaller and lighter arrows; if you want to break armor, use longer and heavier arrows. Arrows should not be used indiscriminately.

The longer and larger bows used by the Mohe people are mostly used for hunting wild animals in the mountains and forests. Because the vegetation in the mountains and forests is lush, the field of vision is narrow and the prey will be killed with one shot, so they like to use heavy bows. In fact, this kind of bow is not very useful in the Koguryo army, and its arsenal naturally does not produce arrows specially for it, so these arrows should be the Mohe people themselves, but they come from so many for making What about the refined iron of the arrow?
Arrows are no better than swords, spears and spears. It is not easy to find them after shooting them out. Even the great empires that rule the grasslands such as the Turks, Xue Yantuo, and Uighurs do not have the luxury to use such heavy iron arrows, let alone a mere mohe tribe?
"Go find two interpreters and interrogate them strictly. You must find out where these iron arrows come from!" Wang Wenzuo lowered his voice: "Don't let the people of Silla know!"

"My subordinate understands!"

Seeing Cui Hongdu's leaving back disappear into the night, Wang Wenzuo let out a long breath. Compared with winning a victory, finding out the source of an unknown iron weapon is much more important. This may change the entire balance of military power in Northeast Asia. weights.

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In the country of Wa, Zichao Cang was built, and Juguangting Palace was built.

The eldest brother, the prince, stood in front of the bed, watching his mother's face like a white wax mask covered by a white cloth, and bursts of sobbing came from behind him. He didn't know how much of it was sincerity and how much was just pretending.

(End of this chapter)