My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 1159: Being able to be used by the gods is a great blessing! How can there be such a strange house!
In this battle, Ying Chengjiao didn't have much else but a lot of soldiers!

Cavalry, chariots, and crossbowmen are all not good at fighting among the Jin'alin?
Then the infantry will form an iron chain one hundred and fifty miles long, running from southeast to northwest, sweeping across like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves!

When the Qin army generals heard Ying Chengjiao's tactics of using force to defeat clever tactics and bullying the enemy, they were all shocked.

Could this be the tactic formulated by Chang'an Jun?
But on second thought, the Qin army had an absolute advantage in military strength in this battle. How could it not be an excellent tactic to make full use of this advantage to win?
All the Qin army generals clasped their hands together and shouted excitedly: "Yes!"

Ying Chengjiao looked at Li Bo and said, "Captain Li Bo once followed Captain Li Mu to fight the Xiongnu in Yinshan. I think he has a lot of experience in how to fight the Hu bandits in the woods."

Li Bo immediately cupped his hands and said, "I do have some experience in this area."

Ying Chengjiao nodded slightly: "Order! Allow Lieutenant Li Bo to select his own soldiers to expand the army to 15,000. Allow Lieutenant Li Bo to make his own decisions in this battle."

Li Bo was delighted and bowed loudly: "Thank you for your trust, Commander!"

"I will definitely live up to the commander's trust!"

Ying Chengjiao looked at Su Jiao again and said, "Order all the troops under Commander Su Jiao to dismount. No need to disperse. They will serve as the vanguard of our army!"

Su Jiao bowed without hesitation: "Yes!"

Ying Chengjiao then looked at Li Xin and said, "Order Lieutenant Li Xin's troops to continue to maintain an all-cavalry formation and accompany our army on the west side, ready to rush to our aid at any time!"

Dozens of orders were issued in succession, and Ying Chengjiao deployed elite troops from various units at various positions of the infantry iron chains to make up for the gaps in various places of the infantry iron chains and strengthen the power of pursuit, encirclement, and breakthrough.

After most of the generals had left, Ying Chengjiao rubbed his brows and spoke in a gentler voice, "Are there any soldiers from the tribe near this place?"

The Donghu surrendered generals looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, Hulun said uncertainly: "The tribe of the fake five hundred leader Suolentu seems to be near this place."

Ying Chengjiao said without hesitation: "Send it!"

Soon, the fake Lord of Five Hundred, Solontu, received the order and came. He subconsciously hit his heart with his right fist, and then hurriedly bowed: "I am the fake Lord of Five Hundred, Solontu, and I pay homage to my god!"

"My tribe often hunts and herds horses here. If no one in the tribe has fled due to the war, they should be sixty miles southeast of here now."

Ying Chengjiao said in a gentle voice: "I want to build something here, and I need some people who are familiar with the local area and trustworthy to use."

"I wonder if Lord Sorentu, the fake Lord of the Five Hundred, can summon his people for me?"

Suorentu said in surprise: "Being favored by our god and serving him is truly a blessing that our people cannot even ask for!"

"I will go find my tribesmen right now, and I will persuade them to come here on behalf of my god!"

Sorento's happiness was genuine.

Being able to be used by the gods is a great blessing!

Hulun, Beier and other fake captains could not help but cast envious glances at Suorentu, and they only hated why their own tribe did not take this place as a hunting ground!

Ying Chengjiao smiled and nodded: "If you can really tell your clansmen to come, I will remember your merit!"

Suo Luntu was even more surprised: "I will set off now and bring all the tribesmen back to the commander-in-chief as soon as possible!"

Before Ying Chengqiu could speak again, Soren Tu had already ridden his horse northward, as if he was afraid that Ying Chengqiu would go back on his word.

Ying Chengjiao was slightly startled, then smiled and shook his head, looking at Ren Xiao and asked in a deep voice: "I would like you to lead my men to stay here."

"Would you like that?"

Ren Xiong did not struggle or resist at all and said, "I will obey the commander's orders!"

Ying Chengjiao nodded slightly, and his voice became gentle again: "I ordered your troops to stay here because you were greedy for merit and rushed forward. I should punish you to serve as a warning to others."

"Secondly, I think you are good at communicating with other races, good at construction, and can speak the Donghu language. It is safest to have you accomplish what I want."

Ren Xiong was slightly stunned.

I do understand the Donghu language, and I do have some experience in governance and construction, but am I good at communicating with other ethnic groups?

Ren Xiong didn't know, he just bowed and said: "I would rather die than give you an order!"

Ying Chengjiao smiled and shook his head: "Captain Ren's heart is worthy of praise, but the mission I want to give to Captain Ren is not dangerous."

"Guafu!"

The fortune teller obeyed the order and stepped forward, presenting a roll of silk.

Ying Chengjiao waved his hand and asked Ren Xiong to stand beside him, then unfolded the silk and said, "Maybe you can understand this picture?"

Ren Xiao looked at the scroll and asked while thinking: "This picture... looks like a residential building?"

“But this house is very different from ordinary houses!”

"And this hollow in the wall seems to be somewhat similar to the warm room in the palace."

After all, Ren Xiong was a man of both literary and martial talents. He could understand the painting on the silk and could also imagine what the object would look like after it was completed based on the painting on the silk.

But the more he thought about it, the more Ren Xiong felt that he might be wrong.

Where in the world is there such a strange house!
Ying Chengjiao nodded happily and said, "Yes." "This map shows a residential building."

Upon hearing this, Ren Xiong looked up at Ying Chengjiao in shock: "Is this really a private residence?!"

"This house is different from any other house in the world today!"

Ying Chengjiao explained: "This house was not built south of the Great Wall, so it is naturally different from the houses south of the Great Wall."

"Hulun, Buir, and all my comrades, come and watch it together!"

Ying Chengjiao called all the Donghu surrendered generals to come over, then he dismounted, picked up a stick and drew a square on the ground, saying, "It's warm in Jin'alin now, and the ground is soft."

"I would like to order the men under Commandant Ren to use this time to dig deep into the ground and build a foundation with stones."

"At the same time, we went up the mountain to cut straight and thick pine trees, removed their branches, peeled their bark, and dried them in the hot sun."

"After it dries, cut its two sides into mortise and tenon joints, build a square frame on the foundation, and stack it layer by layer. Each layer is connected by mortise and tenon joints, and a layer of moss is squeezed between each layer of wood to fill the gaps."

"After the piles are stacked to the top, wooden boards are used to cover the ceiling. Dry horse manure is then added to the grass mud and water to make mud, which is then covered on top of the wooden boards."

"On top of the ceiling, a gable-shaped frame is made of wood, and the wooden slats are nailed with wooden wedges."

"Inside this house, the inner wall is made of bricks with a hollow interior. The hollow inside the wall is connected to the bed and the kitchen. In the cold winter, you can burn wood in the kitchen to keep warm."

No matter how Ren Xiong looked at this house, he felt it was strange, because the appearance and exterior construction techniques of this house designed by Ying Chengjiao were mainly taken from the common wooden houses of the Russian ethnic group more than a thousand years later, which neither existed in this era nor were suitable for the area south of the Great Wall.

It was not until Ren Xiong saw the internal structure designed by Ying Chengjiao based on the Northeastern kang that he nodded repeatedly.

The technology of making heated kangs in Northeast China appeared as early as the Spring and Autumn Period. However, for a long period of time, this heating technology was only used in the residences of kings and nobles. It was a real symbol of power and nobility!
Ying Chengjiao looked up at Hulun and other surrendered generals and asked sincerely: "My fellow soldiers, do you think this house is suitable for this place?"

The residential houses designed by Ying Chengjiao are not beautiful or elegant, but they mainly use local materials, are cheap and easy to build, and are economical and practical!
Except for the bricks needed for the kang, all other materials are sourced locally as much as possible. Even the bricks can be obtained by building a brick kiln on site in the future.

The wood burned in the kang is indeed very expensive in Guanzhong, but it is the cheapest fuel in the vast Jin'alin.

But whether this design is really practical depends on the evaluation of local people.

The surrendered Donghu generals looked at each other in bewilderment.

Finally, Hulun scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "My God, I don't know!"

"We have only lived in tents, not houses."

Asking Hulun and others whether this house is suitable is like asking a group of eunuchs whether these palace maids are lusty!

They haven't even tried it, how would they know what Run is? !

Ying Chengyu:...

Ying Chengjiao patted his forehead and said, "It is I who was not thoughtful enough."

The Donghu surrendered generals hurriedly bowed and said, "No, no, it's us who have let our god down!"

Ying Chengjiao smiled warmly and said, "But I still have a difficult problem in my mind. I'm sure you can help me solve it."

"If I want to build a pen to keep tens of thousands of cattle and sheep here for the winter, where do you think is the best place to put it?"

The surrendered Donghu generals immediately became excited.

If you ask about the house, we are clueless. But if you ask about raising livestock, then we are not worried!

"God, the cattle and sheep cannot be confined to one place in winter. There is not much grass in one place, and the cattle and sheep will eat it all in a short time. Even after the snow falls, the cattle and sheep must be driven into the snowfield. Even if the snow is half a person's height on the grassland, the cattle and sheep will find grass in the snow."

"Since my God asked, there must be a reason. What qualifications do you have to refute my God? My God! If you want to capture tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, you must choose a place that is sheltered from the wind. Otherwise, the heavy snow in winter will completely cover the pen and even drown the cattle and sheep. I think that small valley in the south is a good place!"

"I think the river bank on the west side is the most suitable. Although the river will freeze in winter, we can get water by breaking the ice. Tens of thousands of cattle and sheep need to drink a lot of water every day, and it is impossible to transport it by manpower. If the pen cannot be placed by the river, the cattle and sheep will die of thirst!"

A group of Donghu surrendered generals were discussing the matter at once, and they also kept sending scouts from their tribe to investigate everywhere.

Ying Chengjiao did not interrupt, but just listened to this group of professionals speaking the Donghu language, which he had never learned. After a long argument, they finally came up with an answer that everyone was relatively satisfied with.

Pulling Ying Chengjiao to a rather wide valley on the north side, Hulun said with a flushed face: "My God, look here!"

"There are high mountains on both sides of this place, which can block the cold wind and snow. The mountains are lush with vegetation, which is enough for a few herdsmen to hunt game to survive the crisis. Not far to the north is the Yalu River, where we can drive cattle and sheep to drink water every day."

“This place can best satisfy my God’s needs!”

Ying Chengjiao stood in the valley and looked around, smiling and nodding repeatedly: "Good! Good! Very good!"

"I am delighted to see the place chosen by you comrades!"

Hulun, Buir and other surrendered generals couldn't help but raise their necks, with bright and proud smiles on their faces.

My God, praise us!
Ying Chengjiao turned to look at Ren Xiong and ordered, "Send out scouts to survey the terrain and draw a Kunyu map."

"Build another 500 houses here, as I just drew!"

(End of this chapter)