Yang Xuan smiled and converted the Beishan Iron Mine into a steel factory owned by Shengfa Company from the Qing officials, and then recruited craftsmen to start building an arms factory.
Beishan Iron Mine has been operating for decades, with rich mineral resources and sufficient personnel. As long as a few blast furnaces are built, it can basically be put into production.
Just convert the original warehouse into a factory building, build a few dormitories, and build a surrounding wall.
Among the craftsmen recruited from the Yingtianfu Ordnance Factory, Yang Xuan directly selected one who was better at handling interpersonal relationships to be responsible for managing the steel factory, and then selected a skilled one to be the director of the ordnance factory, and a grass-roots team was set up.
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After all, it's wartime, so it's better to keep everything simple.
But even so, Yang Xuan stayed here in Beishan for more than half a month, and it would still take a few months until the arms factory was actually put into production.
So he went back to Ganzhou first. As soon as he returned to Ganzhou, he found that the atmosphere in the city was not right. Both the soldiers and the people were in a hurry. Yang Xuan rushed to the Admiral's Mansion and saw that the lobby was full of people.
, all of them looked solemn.
Admiral Chen Changqing, who was standing in front of the sand table and gesticulating, quietly pulled a general who had been drinking together next to him: "What's going on?"
The general said softly: "The Wala people have taken action and are attacking Jiayuguan."
Yang Xuan screamed, he really took action.
Although he had been to the grasslands and experienced battles, he had never seen a scene like this before. The depressing atmosphere in the lobby made him have to become serious.
After Chen Changqing finished talking about the strategic layout, he looked up and saw Yang Xuan and said, "Master Yang, you came just in time. The war is about to begin. Do you have any opinions?"
Yang Xuan waved his hands repeatedly: "Admiral, I have never experienced a battle before, so I won't cause trouble for everyone. If you need anything in terms of logistics, just ask me."
Chen Changqing nodded, didn't waste any time, and began to assign tasks to the generals.
Yang Xuan is called the Supervisor of the Army and is also in charge of logistics, but in fact he is just an idler. There is nothing that needs to be handled by him. The responsibility of the Supervisor of the Army is to report the war situation to the emperor, as well as the actions of the generals, wartime handling measures, etc. In short
, just a snitch.
Of course, in addition to this, there is another responsibility, that is, when Chen Changqing, the highest-ranking general, has an accident or makes a major mistake, the supervisory army has the right to take over command.
The coach is a substitute. Unless the coach dies, he will never have a chance to play.
Therefore, the upper and lower limits of the position of military supervisor are all the way to the head.
Although Yang Xuan didn't understand Chen Changqing's arrangements, he felt the urgency of the military situation from them.
Kambuli, the commander of the Wara people, launched an attack on Jiayuguan five days ago. Judging from the intensity of the attack, it was only tentative for the time being, but all the generals understood that it would not be long before the opponent would launch a real attack.
Attack, by then, Jiayuguan will become a Shura field.
Coming out of the Admiral's Mansion, Yang Xuan was worried. Sooner or later, his eldest brother Yang Xiao would have to go to the battlefield if this battle started. In a battle involving thousands of people, even with his eldest brother's strength, he might not be able to escape unscathed from the battlefield.
Everything depends on luck.
Thinking of this, he sent people to Beishan and informed the two factory directors, asking them to recruit manpower and put it into production as soon as possible and double the wages.
From this point, the difference between the court and the enterprise comes. If the iron ore factory is still under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Household Affairs, it will take a long time to complete the official documents, and it may not be rich.
If you want to recruit workers, you have to pay. If you don't have money, no one will work for you, not even the court.
Back at the camp, Yang Xuan greeted his elder brother and went to his barracks for a drink. After all, there was going to be a big battle next.
One night later, news came that shocked everyone. The night before, the commander of Wara, Cambri, attacked at night. Because there was an internal response in the pass, Cambri broke through the pass and drove straight in.
As soon as the news came out, the whole city was shocked. The city gates were immediately closed under martial law, and general drums were played in the camp.
After the three drums were completed, everyone arrived, and Yang Xuan also stood on Chen Changqing's side.
Chen Changqing's face was as dark as water at this time, and his eyes were narrowed: "Since the Great Ming Dynasty, Jiayuguan has never been breached. This time, I am ashamed of the emperor and the people. I should have died to apologize, but
We can’t just watch the Oara people massacre the people of our Dasheng Dynasty. Only by killing the enemy bravely with this broken body can we comfort the people and soldiers who died unjustly. I want to personally lead the army to fight to the death with the Oara people. If I don’t take back Jiayuguan,
I swear not to return to the army."
"Recover Jiayuguan."
"Recover Jiayuguan."
The blood of all the generals was ignited, and the crowd was excited.
Then Chen Changqing looked at Zhao Mo who was standing aside: "When I'm not in Ganzhou City, this place will be left to you. You have to hold on to it. This is our last line of defense for Da Sheng. If the Wallas attack this city,
I will destroy all living beings."
Zhao Mo cupped his hand and said: "Admiral, please rest assured, the city is here and the people are here."
Chen Changqing looked at Yang Xuan again: "This time the army goes into battle, I will leave it to the Supervisor of the Army for the logistics."
Yang Xuan raised his hand and said: "Admiral, please rest assured, I will be waiting for your triumphant return in Ganzhou City."
Chen Changqing showed a wry smile and began to order.
In the north of Shaanzhou Prefecture and west of Ganzhou, although there are no large cities, there are dozens of military fortresses of various sizes.
Every fortress is a strategic location. If the Ora people want to attack Ganzhou, they need to pull out all these nails. What Chen Changqing has to do is to lead an army to stop the Ora people in these places.
Chen Changqing arranged a total of three routes. The army was divided into three routes to attack the enemy. Chen Changqing personally led an army of 25,000 people, and Yang Xiao's team was with Chen Changqing.
Yang Xuan glanced at his elder brother from a distance and sighed. He didn't expect that the war would come so quickly and the situation would be so dangerous.
Although the Oara people only have 100,000 troops, the Oara people are all cavalry. Fighting in the wilderness, the nomads have an inherent advantage.
Although the Ganzhou Guard has 130,000 troops, most of them are stationed in various places. In addition, Ganzhou City still has to stay behind, so the number of troops that can go to war, including the three groups together, is less than 50,000.
The troops left behind in Ganzhou only numbered 10,000.
The next day, the army set off, and the entire Ganzhou city became busy. Yang Xuan also began to mobilize military supplies and deliver supplies to the army ahead at any time.
In the Admiral's Mansion, Zhao Mo, who is now acting as the admiral temporarily, also looks worried.
"Is this matter too big?"
Zhao Ming on the side said in a low voice: "Brother, you are not a poisonous man. Although you have lost Jiayuguan, the old guy will fight and we will definitely be able to drive the Wala people out."
Zhao Mo frowned even more tightly: "What if the Admiral is defeated?"
"Wouldn't that be just right? Looking at the entire Shaanzhou Prefecture, who else is more qualified to take over the post of admiral than you, eldest brother?"
Zhao Mo glared at Zhao Ming: "If all the admirals are defeated, this Ganzhou City may not be able to be defended. By then the entire Shaanzhou Prefecture will fall. Do you think the Wala people only have a hundred thousand troops?
Once Jiayuguan is broken, there will be at least several hundred thousand troops waiting to come in behind."
Zhao Ming was confused: "Then... what should we do?"