In addition to the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", when Liang En met with the county magistrate this time, he also brought something like a hand-operated rotating pencil sharpener.
The purpose of this tool is very simple. It is to process square or other shaped long strips of wood into small long sticks. It can be regarded as a simple hand-operated lathe.
But for the ancient world, this machine was a strategic piece of equipment because it could quickly process the most difficult part of an arrow—the shaft.
Yes, bamboo in the south can meet a large part of the demand for arrow shafts, but the real elite prefer to use arrow shafts made of solid wood and arrow fletching made of raptor feathers.
"Although this is a small thing, it is very useful." Magistrate Zhang also gave a very high evaluation to the gadget brought by Liang En.
"That's great. I've been worried that this thing won't be useful." Liang En showed a smile, "Because I saw that the arrow shafts used by our archers are all made of bamboo."
"But the sharp archers in the army, the mobilized mountain ghosts and some heavy crossbows need those carved feather arrows with solid wood as arrow shafts, because only this kind of weapon can display their archery skills."
Magistrate Zhang's expression now looks much more relaxed than before. It is obvious that the good news and supplies brought by Liang En this time made him feel much more relaxed.
In the next few days, Liang En transferred nearly 50 tons of supplies to the world one after another. At the same time, he also saw various preparations for war getting bigger and bigger, and they became more and more obvious.
For example, a large-scale clearing of the countryside has begun outside the city, and villages have been either relocated or fortified. At the same time, the army has also left its garrison and built some temporary fortifications with temporarily recruited migrant workers, and began to enter their respective defensive positions.
"—The navy has already had many battles with pirate ships at the mouth of the Yangtze River." After hearing Liang En's inquiry, Tian Zongqi, who had already been ordered to rush back, explained the reason for the large-scale preparations for war.
"There is no doubt that the war has begun. No one can stop it at this time, but this is good, it can show that the horses and horses can fight happily."
According to Tian Zongqi, organizing an attack of this level may require months or even years of energy and a large amount of materials, especially when the people being organized are a group of armed forces from different forces.
Therefore, even if the attacker really knows that the target of the attack is prepared, he can only slightly change the route or method of the attack. But the overall situation cannot be stopped.
In particular, the organizers of this large-scale attack came from the remnants of the previous dynasty. After being suppressed for a long time, this time it was a desperate attempt. If they gave up halfway, it would be impossible to organize an army of this size in the future.
"——So even if the attacker knows that we have made preparations, the other party will still attack according to the plan. What's more, we have only monitored the hidden stakes they planted and have not pulled them out, so the other party may be lucky enough to launch the attack.
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"That's it." Liang En nodded and looked out the window.
Outside the window were more than 100 young people, including doctors, soldiers, and some ordinary civilians who had been temporarily organized, and they came here to learn rescue techniques.
"Thanks to the books and things you brought, with these things, I think more people will be able to survive this war." Tian Zongqi patted Liang En's shoulder hard.
The technology Liang En brought this time was not much ahead of the times, but the knowledge about bandaging, stopping bleeding, and disinfecting could already play a very strong role when organized systematically.
To give the simplest example, the original mortality rate of the British army in the Crimean War was 42%, but without antibiotics, Nightingale spent half a year reducing the mortality rate to 2.2%.
Especially when a series of rules such as paying attention to ventilation, drainage, and overall cleanliness of the ward are combined, the mortality rate will naturally be greatly reduced.
As a soldier who had fought on the northern frontline, Tian Zongqi could naturally see how Liang En's summary regulations could work in conjunction with the supplies he brought.
Yes, this is a world with extraordinary power, but the high cost of extraordinary power and the scarcity of practitioners make it impossible for those methods to be popularized.
"After all, there's not much I can do about this war. I'm very happy to be able to help everyone." Liang En smiled slightly, "But when will this war officially start?"
"No one knows, but it should be these days." Tian Zongqi looked at the yellow leaves floating on the trees and said, "Because the current wind direction can only maintain for seven days at most, if they don't attack, they will be
The wind blows to the open sea."
Just when Liang En and General Banner Tian were guessing when the enemy would attack, hundreds of warships stopped on the sea near an archipelago about a hundred miles away from the mouth of the Yangtze River and lowered their sails.
"——Master Pu, when will we attack?"
In the gorgeous cabin at the stern of the largest three-masted dhow, more than a dozen people with different costumes, different looks, and even different races were standing there, fully armed.
A bearded man with his head covered and wearing mail armor stood out from the crowd and knelt on the ground, asking eagerly to the figure sitting in front of him.
"Now the richest areas of the Song people have been exposed to our scimitar, and a lot of wealth is waiting for us to take it, but you - why did you stop now?"
"Gosimu, do you want to question my order?" The middle-aged man sitting on the chair opposite him asked in a calm voice after waiting for the bearded man to finish speaking, while gently twirling his fingers.
An agency.
"Don't dare!" This man with a big beard and a bun on his head showed no respect on his face.
"Everyone has been waiting here for ten days. If we consume more water and food, we may not be able to return. And we are not here to eat bacon, bread and sticky green water with worms -"
Before he finished speaking, the leaders of the forces who came to force him saw a sharp sword tip with blood coming out of the leader's back, and then a large amount of blood flowed out.
"I said, I will direct this war, no one else is allowed to interfere." At this time, the middle-aged man Pu Yanshou, known as Mr. Pu, stood up, turned over the opponent's body with his toes, pulled out the dagger, and then put it on the opponent's clothes.
Wiped it.
"I understand that you want money, treasures, and slaves, but you must listen to me first, otherwise you will all go to hell."
Having said this, he scanned the faces of the people in the room one by one, and everyone he saw lowered their heads.
"Now pass my order to have a banquet at noon tomorrow, set off in the afternoon, and ride the wind to attack the Yangtze River at night." Feeling the fear of the people in front of him, Pu Yanshou nodded and said.
"Let us rob, kill, fill our pockets with gold and silver, and destroy this land with blood and fire!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The originally quiet cabin immediately burst into cheers. The fear and dissatisfaction caused by the corpse on the ground were immediately forgotten, and everyone showed a bloodthirsty expression. In their view, their happy time was about to end.