An earthen blast furnace was erected, and a piece of ore the size of a head lay quietly in the blazing fire. Its dark color did not change at all in the firelight.
"It's been three days and it's still like this. Is it true that ordinary fire can't temper this divine iron?"
Aguda couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw this situation.
Murong Fu said: "The melting point of this extraterrestrial iron is so high that it cannot be smelted in an ordinary blast furnace. In my opinion, a high temperature of at least three thousand degrees is required to melt this thing."
"Melting point? Two thousand degrees? What's that?"
Aguda was confused by the sudden unfamiliar terms and asked curiously.
Murong Fu realized that he had inadvertently said a term that did not belong to this era, so he quickly apologized, and then briefly explained the two concepts. Aguda suddenly said: "I see, then according to this, we have to reach these three thousand degrees."
What should I do if it’s too hot?”
Murong Fu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If my estimate is correct, I'm afraid there won't be anyone in the world who can smelt this thing."
Although Murong Fu had little understanding of the level of science and technology at that time, he also knew that even the porcelain manufacturing technology that was unparalleled in the Central Plains at this time could only heat the furnace to more than two thousand degrees.
"Ah, is that so?"
Hearing this, Aguda couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
Murong Fu patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Agu, don't be discouraged when you beat your brothers. Conquering the world depends not on the sharpness of a sword."
Aguda smiled in relief: "That's true, but I'm too persistent."
Murong Fu said: "Calculating the time, the envoy from the Wanyan Department should be arriving in the capital soon, right?"
When A Gu inquired about this question, he said with a serious face: "This time we sent three groups of people, each with one person and two horses, traveling day and night. We will definitely be able to reach the capital ahead of Wulin Da and others."
Murong Fu nodded and said in a mocking tone: "Wulin's tribe will definitely think that Wanyan's tribe wants to block the news and monopolize this piece of meteorite. They are determined to take revenge.
They will definitely publicize the news that the Wanyan tribe has obtained this treasure, and unite with several other Jurchen tribes to attack the Wanyan tribe. If their leader had a better mind, he might even report this news to the Emperor of Liao."
"Yelu Hongji loves hunting and claims to be brave. He may not be interested in other things. He will definitely be tempted by the material of this magical weapon. Then this group of people will use the name of the Wanyan Department to hide the treasure and obtain the Liao Dynasty treasure.
With the support of the country, they will have the name to send troops, and Yelu Hongji may even send troops to assist. Then with a little more operation, they can legitimately unite the Jurchen tribes and Khitan troops to destroy the Wanyan tribe.
.To be fair, this calculation is quite good."
"Unfortunately, that's the end of it." Aguda also showed a sarcastic smile: "I'm afraid these people can't imagine that our gestures are actually made deliberately, just to let them do this. In fact, our people have already
I rushed to the capital to report the news."
Murong Fu said with a smile: "Yes, in this case, these people will have broken their trust with the Liao State. If the Wanyan Department wants to deal with these people, it will not arouse the vigilance of the Liao State."
"Although Yelu Hongji is a foolish king, it is always a good thing to be cautious!"
Murong Fu and Aguda pushed open the wooden door and walked out. Outside the door stood neatly thousands of Wanyan warriors wearing iron armor.
Aguda looked at the neat and fierce Wanyan tribe warriors in front of him, and proudly introduced to Murong Fu: "Starting from my great-grandfather, four generations of the Wanyan tribe have been spending a lot of money to buy iron tools for decades, and finally saved up
With these thousands of pairs of armor, although our armor is still rough compared to the elite imperial guards of the Liao and Song Dynasties, we are finally on the same level as these people."
Looking at the thousands of fierce Wanyan tribe soldiers in front of him, Murong Fu also secretly marveled. Although the Wanyan tribe is still in the transition from the primitive commune stage to the next stage, the new forces are full of vitality and bravery.
It is the foundation for this force to be invincible in the future. On the other hand, the Liao and Song Dynasties are bloated, rotten, and sluggish. The politicians are busy fighting for the same party and against dissidents, fighting to the death, while the people at the lower level are in danger and struggling on the verge of death all day long...
A few years ago, when Wang Anshi carried out the Young Crops Law, countless ordinary farmers in the Song Dynasty were forced to go bankrupt and their families were destroyed under the coercion of local officials. In order to complete the targets, the talented local officials in the Song Dynasty used all kinds of tricks to force the farmers to submit to the law.
The local government borrowed money, and even came up with some magical operation of "joint households to guarantee compensation". After the young emperor Zhe Zong came to power, Empress Dowager Gao went too far and engaged in the same party and opposed the dissent, and the new law was completely abolished. Even if a piece of iron is so cold and hot
Even under the attack, it will be destroyed, let alone the imperial court.
Murong Fu looked at the thousand Wanyan warriors standing neatly in front of him, and slowly said: "Brother Aguda, after winning this battle, I want to ask you to promise me something."
Aguda agreed very readily: "Murong, if you have anything to say, just say it, and I will promise you. Even if you want me to let Yingge go with you, I will promise you."
Aguda smiled heartily and made a joke about his younger sister, which made Yingge blush.
Murong Fu smiled: "Well, we can discuss this later. There is a more important matter at the moment."
Seeing that Murong Fu spoke very seriously, Aguda stopped joking and said seriously: "As long as it's not about betraying a friend, I can agree to it."
Murong Fu said: "If one day the Wanyan tribe can annihilate the Liao Dynasty, I hope that the Aguda brothers can restrain their subordinates and not bring the flames of war to the people of the Song Dynasty."
Aguda was stunned. He looked at Murong Fu for a long time. He noticed that there was no joking in his eyes, and he was extremely serious. Then he slowly said: "Murong, you are my good friend, and I will naturally not cheat.
You. To be honest, the Khitans are the feuds of our Jurchens. Since the time of my great-grandfather, the Jurchens have hoped that one day they would no longer be oppressed by the Khitans."
"But this dream is too far away. The Liao Kingdom has millions of troops and a population of tens of millions. It is far beyond what a scattered Jurchen can fight against."
"Although I don't know why you believe me so much, maybe one day the Jurchens will really destroy the Khitan under the leadership of the Wanyan Department."
"I, Aguda, hereby make an oath in the name of the White Mountains and Black Waters: As long as I, Aguda, am alive, I will not let the Jurchens' arrows hit the land of the Song Dynasty. If I violate this oath, my soul will have no place after my death."