Broken leaves.

The morning bell suddenly rang.

Around this square castle that has just been bricked, four oak-covered iron plated gates are slowly opened.

Four suspension bridges are placed at the same time.

A team of Hu Shang, who had been waiting for a long time outside the West Gate, drove the camel away, bowed and greeted the soldiers at the city gate, paid their entry tax, and then walked into the city gate impatiently.

Next, they will purchase the goods they need from a bunch of companies under Yang Feng's name, including salt companies, textile companies, fur companies, aquatic products companies, ceramic companies, etc., and then transport them to the south to Shiguo, west to Huoxun, north to Tuqishi tribes, even Grolu Uighurs, along the northern line of the Silk Road, bypassing the Aral Sea and the Caspian Sea, and transport them to far Europe. The first batch of porcelain made of broken leaves was already placed in the tents of the nobles of the Khasa Khanate.

Even passing through the Khasa Khanate and entering the distant Byzantium.

Benefit is motivation.

At this moment, a caravan with silk and tea on the north bank of the Chu River also stepped across the floating bridge on the river surface and walked along the main road of Sanhedi to the north gate nearest to them. This was from the mainland. Saila is the commercial center for their transactions with Hu merchants in the Western Regions. The East-West trade north of the Kalatao Mountains completed the transfer in this city. Behind them was a group of herders who used large carts to drive cattle and sheep. They would use these things to Saila City for salt, fruit, cotton, and even iron tools. These were Tuqis. At this time, Tuqis and Shiqis no longer smelted iron. Saila can buy all the high-quality and cheap iron tools they want to buy, including swords, spears, arrows, and even chain mail. Except for the Tang army's standard weapons, especially cold forged armor, other secondary weapons and equipment can be purchased. Since this is the case, who will be able to smel iron?

How difficult it is to smel iron on the grassland, not to mention that their iron tools are far less than those produced by broken leaves.

At least this is true for the Tukkiss.

Outside the east gate of the broken leaves, a group of iron factory workers with random workers were walking towards the city gate with laughter. In the iron factory behind them, hydraulic machinery was still running continuously, and the iron and water in the iron smelting blast furnace was still boiling. The boat transporting ore was docked at the dock on the bank of the Chu River, and a bunch of ore loaded on a four-wheeled carriage along the road of Sanhedi soil, slowly sailing towards the blast furnaces...

This is a night shift worker.

Due to climate reasons, all hydraulic machinery cannot be used when the Chuhe River freezes in winter, so it must work as much as possible during the river opening.

This is an essential night shift.

As for night lighting...

This is very simple. Just drag a few large wood from the nearby primeval forest and pile it with pine resin and other burn it. At this time, the primeval forests in the Kyrgyz Mountains south of the Broken Leaf have been harmed by disasters, just like the forests of the wild tree people in the Lord of the Rings. Whether it is iron smelting or heating bricks and ceramics, they are charcoal. The insufficient amount of charcoal is seriously restricting the development here. Fortunately, there will be no tree people here to fight and swing big stones and smash them everywhere. However, Yang Feng also needs to pay attention to the harm caused by environmental damage. It is obvious that coalification is imminent. However, there are several small coal mines by the hot sea, but unfortunately they are all mined underground, so this issue has to be discussed again.

At the south gate of the Shattered Leaf, a large group of Hu women and hundreds of newly arrived exiles were walking out of the city gate chatting and laughing.

Their destinations are orchards and farmland.

Harvest season is here.

In the south of the Suiye City, relying on the streams that have come down from the mountains, countless fruits, vegetables and crops have been planted, including wheat, soybeans, grapes, apples, and courgettes. It can be said that Yang Feng can find crops in the Western Regions here. These crops and their products are also becoming the favorites of the herdsmen around him. Even he himself was moved by the harvest scene.

"This is the paradise!"

On the wall of the South Gate of Zaoye, he looked at the continuous harvest farmlands under the snowy mountains and forests in the golden autumn season.

At the same time, all the city gates, whether those entering or leaving the city, they dodged towards the roadside as quickly as possible. Then, with the sound of thunderous horse hooves, teams of cavalry rushed out and rushed from all directions.

These cavalry are all full sets of gorgeous bright light armor, each with a horse snare, the strongest Dayuan horse under his crotch, and even war horses carry a full set of iron armor. The green and cold forged armor flows like water in the sun, gathering in front of him like metal streams in the wilderness of autumn. A whole thousand cavalrymen were arranged in front of him in less than a quarter of an hour to form an iron square array. This is the strongest attack power of this era, indestructible armor, weapons of refined steel, war horses with the strongest sprint performance, and elite soldiers who have fought for hundreds of battles. All of this together constitute Yang Feng's iron fist.

Heavy Cavalry Battalion.

Two heavy cavalry battalions.

In fact, there were more than two. Xu Hui, who was left behind the Thunder Leaf, led three thousand defenders and those Hu girls. In addition to harming the people of Ge Luolu, he spent more than a year to turn all the defenders into bright light armor.

Anyway, they guarded the iron ore and had a complete set of steel industry. They could make it all the time. Because of the large use of hydraulic machinery and the manufacturing process of assembly lines, they made armor very fast. In fact, in the past year, the Shattered Iron Factory made a total of 5,000 sets of Mingguang Armor, and the other 2,000 sets were bought by Cheng Qianli, and the remaining 1,500 sets were all bought by the Anxi Army guarding everywhere. When Feng Changqing attacked Dabolu, a whole thousand Mingguang Armor army participated in the battle. The defense of the cold forged armor made Dabolu completely desperate...

Their bows and arrows are useless at all.

One Thousand Ming Light Armor warriors were killed by stones, and none of the others were injured by swords and arrows.

And Yang Feng has three thousand elites like this.

Not only armor, these people's weapons are also the best, such as horse scepter, horizontal sword, strong bow, and war hammer, which are all standard equipment, each soldier has one set, and there are also spare infantry combat weapons, divine arm bow, modao, large car-mounted crossbow, and even the Wugang chariot for field defense.

"Yes, you have not been wasted during this period of time!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

This assembly speed is OK.

Not all these cavalrymen rushed out from the south gate. Although there was a Sanhedi Road around the city, they could complete the emergency assembly with helmets and armor in less than half an hour, which was considered qualified.

"General, brothers are all waiting in a hurry!"

Xu Hui beside him said with a smile.

At this moment, on the stretching road in the west of the city, a long dragon of dust approached rapidly, and soon the torrent of countless nomadic cavalry appeared in Yang Feng's vision. Although they were all light cavalry, at most, chain mail and zipper, and even many had no armor at all, their huge numerical advantage still made the cavalry full of momentum. They began to slow down three miles away from Shuye, and then continued to move forward to the left of the Tang army. Only then did they stop one after another, and generals came out of the team, dismounted and walked to the city gate, and knelt down without hesitation, as if worshiping gods, and kowtowed to the ground with fear and fear.

"All up, you have done a good job and are worthy of our friendship!"

Yang Feng said, holding the arrow pile.

These were the nearby foreign soldiers who came quickly after receiving his convening order. In the past year and over, all the miscellaneous Hus around Saiye, regardless of which family they belonged to, were respected by Saiye's order and asked their men to help build the city walls. They sent people to ask them to go to the Grolu people to burn, kill and loot. They rode on horseback without hesitation, and served the Tang army of Saiye without hesitation.

Mainly because they were all scared by Yang Feng's horror performances that were not human.

None of these people dared to betray him.

His palm, which silently sank into the head of the Dashi Merchant, pressed into the minds of all the Miscellaneous Chiefs like a nightmare, and any attempt to betray him disappeared instantly under this palm.

And they were rewarded.

Their loyalty brings real benefits.

They went to the Grolu people to burn, kill and loot, and they got countless cattle and sheep slaves. The slaves got money when they sold the broken leaves. The money was bought from broken leaves at the lowest price to countless good things that they could only hope for in the past. They wore silk underwear purchased from broken leaves, wore cotton robes produced from broken leaves, and then covered with chain mails. They held broken leaves and steel knives in their hands, ate mutton with salt and spices cooked in iron pots, drank tea or wine with broken leaves, and ate apples and salted fish produced from broken leaves. This kind of life was like a dream.

Occasionally riding a horse to the shaved leaves, spending money to the restaurant to order a table to cook, have a beautiful meal, and then enjoy it in the brothel. This has become the ultimate dream of these miscellaneous people.

Stand with might and lure with profit.

Yang Feng was like Huang Taiji surrendering Mongolia, turning the surrounding miscellaneous Hu into his loyal lackeys. When the assembly order he issued by the messenger to various tribes, the chiefs gathered the soldiers from the tribe without hesitation, and came with their own weapons and their own war horses, preparing to fight for this Tang general!

"Since you are my friends, then you are my brother. Since you are my brother, then you will take my surname from now on!"

Then Yang Feng shouted.

Xu Hui next to him looked at him with a chin falling from the ground.

Is this going to give a surname?

But isn’t it just the emperor who gave these Hu people a surname?

"Are you willing to change your surname to Yang?"

Yang Feng shouted to the bottom.

The chiefs were stunned, but then one of them suddenly crawled forward two steps, and then shouted excitedly: "The Turkic slave Luo Zhuo is willing to be the brother of the general forever, please give the brothers another name!"

"Then you call Yang Yongxin!"

Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Yang Yongxin thanked brother for giving his name!"

The Turkic chief, who was obviously more than one circle larger than him, shouted excitedly.

"Please give me a name!"

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Chapter completed!