After chatting about home affairs, Ren Ning explained the reason for his visit.
As soon as Li Hezhu heard this, he knew its importance and quickly asked the housekeeper to arrange for someone to come over for trial production.
Lei Er, who is good at carving, took charge of the mold making.
After Ren Ning had dinner, he took the family letter and went into the guest house.
Ying Pan’s letter is still very long and detailed.
Ren Ning looked at it carefully, and soon looked up to the northeast.
Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the temperature in the north dropped like a cliff. It was not even October yet, and heavy snows like goose feathers fell one after another.
Baekje, which resisted to the death, finally won a chance to breathe.
The cold weather prevented the Japanese pirates from attacking for a long time, and the morale of the soldiers was low. In addition, they were constantly harassed by the Baekje army who came to rescue them, so they had to temporarily give up the attack on Seoul.
In fact, they can't help it.
Both sides are small countries with limited resources. After several months of hard fighting, both sides are almost at the end of their rope.
When the gunpowder smoke cleared, King Li Chengde of Baekje climbed onto the city wall. Looking at the changed color of the city bricks in front of him, he frowned deeply.
Although the siege of Seoul was temporarily lifted, the Japanese pirates did not return to the main island. They still killed, burned and looted on the peninsula, trying to feed the war with war.
The Baekje army was weak, and without the protection of the city wall, it was impossible to resist the wolf-like Japanese pirates. They could only watch helplessly as the enemy acted recklessly, and there was basically nothing they could do except curse.
A few days later, the west gate of Seoul quietly opened.
A long team left the city and quickly headed west through the snowy sky.
To the west, it is natural to send envoys to the clouds.
Ren Ning withdrew his gaze and returned to Ying Pan's letter.
This Baekje team brought with them a princess who was twenty-eight years old and was said to be a peerless beauty...
Are you trying to exchange your marriage for Yun Chui’s rescue?
Ren Ning curled his lips and continued to look down.
Soon his eyes lit up.
There was a large caravan in Sulan County running the east-west route. They traveled thousands of miles to the north and finally returned to Yunchui.
At this time, half a year had passed since their usual return date.
When the Ling family's caravan passed by Xingji City, Yingpan quickly sent someone to contact them.
Firstly, I wanted to inquire about the Kailun tribe, and secondly, I wanted to persuade them to switch from the east-west line to the north-south line.
After all, the Gu family caravan was just a small to medium-sized caravan.
Although Gu Shengnan has been working hard to recruit people for expansion, in this era of slow travel and long distances, a few caravans are simply not enough to carry the growing demand for rubber products in the richest east and north of Yunchui.
As a traveling caravan, even though the whole team was already eager to return home, the merchant leader Ling Yunsheng still had the patience to meet the people sent by Yingpan.
As a result, while chatting, I learned about the Kailun tribe and her eldest brother.
"I will not return to the desert!" Ren Ning raised his eyes and looked to the west.
Although they have never been there, almost every scout in Rock Frontier Fortress knows this landmark.
The Desert of No Return is almost the natural border between Xiliang and Beixiong, and is more than 2,000 miles away from the original site of the Kailun tribe.
Unexpectedly, Tie Le led his tribe to hide in this inhospitable place.
But as long as people are alive, there is hope.
In the afternoon of the next day, Ren Ning and his party returned to Yingshan camp with Xiao Gang's letter from home.
Of course, a diving mask is not that easy to make.
But the drawings and molds have already been given to Li Hezhu. As long as the veterans in the guerrilla general's mansion keep thinking about it, they will be able to make it sooner or later.
As the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it takes only a moment to deploy it.
In the days after he came down, in addition to going to the Chinese Army to learn from Wei Junqian from time to time, Ren Ning was leading the team for training day after day.
It was not until the end of October that the news on the Xiliang grassland finally reached Yingshan Camp.
A miserable victory!
As the sun sets in the west, the grassland becomes silent and full of energy.
Gu Datou, whose face was covered in blood, was breathing heavily.
The riding sword in his hand was missing a big hole, there was still half an arrow stuck in his left shoulder, and blood stained half of his body red.
He didn't care, he just stared at the densely packed enemy in front of him expressionlessly, his ears perked up, waiting for the next order from the vanguard.
Gu Datou was promoted and is now a famous official.
The entire Eighth Battalion had a thousand men. When they left the fortress, there were only more than 800 healthy soldiers, and now there are only more than 200 left. The others fell on the grassland.
Clang clang clang!
Night fell, and they had been fighting for a whole day. Both sides were exhausted, and it was time for Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.
No one dares to be careless.
Everyone stared at each other and slowly backed away. Only when they could no longer see any trace of the enemy did they breathe a sigh of relief.
"Have the Xiliang people left?"
"Did the Yunchui people really withdraw?"
Both sides asked questions one after another.
The generals of Xiliang gritted their teeth and said: "Until the news of the spies comes back, everyone will keep their weapons close to their bodies and remain vigilant."
The Yunchui people are extremely cunning. Sometimes they may appear to have retreated, but they may come out somewhere, bite them hard, and then run away quickly.
Fortunately, Yunchui's cavalry did not have many cavalry, and compared to Xiliang's fast horses, their mounts were also slightly inferior. Otherwise, they really didn't know how to deal with this kind of guerrilla warfare in which the enemy retreats and we advance, and the enemy advances and we retreat.
East!
"The Xiliang people have retreated." Pioneer General Huo Li put down his telescope and said, "Give me the order, everyone will eat and rest in batches. The cavalrymen remember to feed their mounts."
He was overwhelmed with emotion.
There are not many scouts left in the fortress, and the soldiers are even worse.
If we didn't have the magical telescope, we could clearly see the movements of the Xiliang people from a distance. Otherwise, it would be impossible for his 65,000 men to stop Xiliang's hundreds of thousands of troops to the west of the Kailun tribe.
Even so, they paid a huge price.
Many teams were organized and dispersed, and they could hardly form a camp.
Huo Li even brought four of his cousins out this time. Now three of them, like countless other soldiers, had fallen on the grassland in front of them.
"Second brother! We don't have many troops anymore." Huo Si next to him lowered his voice: "I don't know what's going on with the fortress."
Huo Li turned a deaf ear.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the sky is full of murders and arson. I ordered you to go down and ride the fourth battalion to have a good rest and go for some activities in the early morning."
"Second brother... general!" Huo Si quickly reminded: "There are less than 600 men in the fourth battalion. And most of the horses are injured."
Huo Li's voice was cold: "Then add more than 200 people from the Eighth Cavalry Battalion."
The order was quickly passed down.
There was a shortage of military doctors, so Gu Datou had no choice but to treat the arrow wound on his shoulder by himself.
The life-chasing powder created by Ren Ning and Mrs. Zhang was indeed amazing. He only applied a little bit, and now he doesn't feel much about the wound.
After bandaging randomly, Gu Datou took a few mouthfuls of food and went to the military doctor's office.
The military medical office is not a good place. There are too many wounded and not enough manpower to send them back to the fortress. There is choking blood and continuous screams and moans everywhere.
The sand gull with a piece of flesh missing from its face lay quietly on the grass like countless wounded people.
"You're here, Datou? Are you okay?" He twitched his lips and showed a slight smile.
The sand gull is also a good fortune teller.
During a wandering charge five days ago, he was hit by several arrows and his right leg was almost severed.
Fortunately, Gu Datou dragged him back in time and sprinkled the life-seeking powder on him. Only then did Sha Ou, who had already half-stepped into the gate of hell, be alive.
"It's okay." Gu Datou laughed and patted his chest: "I'm lucky! It's just a flesh wound!"
"That's good." Shaou breathed a sigh of relief.
He waved his hand as if to shoo away an annoying fly. "You have to go on a mission soon, so don't worry about me. Go back and have a good rest."
"That's fine!" Seeing that he was fine, Gu Datou grunted. After returning to the eighth camp to check his mount, he fell to the ground with his saber in his arms and fell asleep.
At night at the end of the month, I couldn't see my fingers.
Horses have night vision. The soldiers from the 4th and 8th Battalions wrapped the horses' hooves and muzzles. Under the leadership of the vanguard, they made a wide circle and headed west.