This result was something Yuan Shu had expected, but it was completely beyond the imagination of Master Zhou and the others.
On one side are elite craftsmen who can make iron armor alone, and on the other side are the most basic craftsmen, blacksmiths, cobblers, and tailors. However, Zhou Hong and the others lost, both physically and mentally. They were proud of it.
Skills were ultimately lost to modern production processes.
"Sir, I lost~"
Master Zhou looked at Yuan Shu and had to lower his proud head.
"Master Zhou, everything has its advantages and disadvantages. You guys can discuss it and create a new engraved mark and allow it to be printed on the equipment produced by the craftsman camp. This is the pride of the craftsman camp. How about it."
Although Yuan Shu knew that Zhou Dajiang was convinced, in order to avoid their grudges, he still thought of a compromise plan.
"Thank you so much, sir~"
After hearing Yuan Shu's words, Master Zhou and the others immediately became relieved.
"Okay, within two days, I need to see enough iron armor. Is there any problem?"
"In two days, I guarantee that everything will be achieved~"
The biggest factor that restricts the production of iron-clad armor is that there are too few people who can make it alone. If the entire craftsman battalion goes into battle, as long as the original leather armor is enough, they can transform at least a thousand pairs in one day, or even more.
“My lord’s talent is far inferior to that of Tian Feng~”
Tian Feng did not expect that Yuan Shu would use such a method to deal with the old stubborns in the Craftsman Camp. As the saying goes, it is better to recruit generals than to provoke them. This method of provoking generals is really too slippery.
"Yuan Hao, I'm just trying to be clever, you and Zezhu are the real great wisdom~"
Yuan Shu was very happy to have a famous historical figure praise him highly.
"My lord, Yuan Hao should not be praised~"
"Haha~"
The entire craftsman camp came to life early the next morning. With the assembly line operation, the transformation speed of the iron-clad armor was increased by dozens of times. Eight hundred pairs of iron-clad armor were rushed out in one day alone.
"Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. The system rewards fifty pairs of chainmail. Because the host completed the mission ahead of schedule, the grade of the chainmail was upgraded to a high-quality chainmail, and the transmitter was upgraded to a solar transmitter, which will be delivered one day later.
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Chain armor is different from the iron armor of the Han Dynasty. It is made of interlocking iron rings. It only weighs 11 or 2 kilograms, but it can help protect against most swords and bows.
On the third day, the output of the Craftsman Battalion reached 1,200 pairs, which was a full 50% increase from the first day. I believe that it will not be long before his Changshan Army can achieve the goal of collective change of uniforms.
At noon, the system's reward was successfully fulfilled, and a large box appeared in his secret room, which contained fifty pairs of shiny high-quality chainmails and two small wooden boxes.
The hole diameter of the small ring of ordinary chain mail is about 8-9mm, but the hole diameter of the small ring of these high-quality chain mail is only 3-4mm. With the smaller hole diameter, its defensive power is at least one higher than that of ordinary chain mail.
times.
The boxes of the transmitters are very exquisite. After opening, they each contain a transmitter. The transmitter is a hand-cranked and solar-powered transmitter. There are also two exquisite notebooks, which are the passwords often mentioned in the movie.
Based on the code book, the sender can translate it into what he wants through the alternation of long and short radio waves.
"Linglong, send someone to call Jushou and Tian Feng. I have something to ask them~"
After a while, Ju Shou and Tian Feng met at Yuan Shu's house.
"Lord~"
"Lord~"
"Two gentlemen, no need to be polite, I got two divine items by chance, so I specially asked you to come over and have a look~"
After Yuan Shu finished speaking, he opened the transmitter and showed it to the two of them one by one.
"Lord, what is this?"
Jushou looked at the transmitter, which was as delicate as a handicraft, and was filled with doubts.
"This is called Qianlier~"
Yuan Shu couldn't explain the principle of the transmitter, so he could only bring out things from myths. Anyway, the function of the transmitter is almost the same as that of a clairvoyant.
"Thousands of miles away?"
Tian Feng and Jushu stood up immediately, their eyes full of astonishment. After all, this kind of mythical thing is really difficult to explain.
"Yes, it's the Thousand Miles Ear. These two are the two ears of the Thousand Miles Ear. With them, no matter how high the mountain or the water is, you can know what the other party is going to say immediately."
"Lord, are you serious about this?"
Jushou looked at the two transmitters, and stars appeared in his eyes.
“You’ll know after you try it~”
Yuan Shu knew that explaining it ten thousand times was not as good as practicing it once in real time.
Jushu was given a code book, and Yuan Shu himself held the code book in his hand and began to send the message according to the Morse code in a serious manner.
"Dip~"
"Didi~"
"Didi~"
Jushu himself was a man of great wisdom. Holding the code book and listening to the continuous sound, he immediately translated the message issued by Yuan Shu.
"My lord, I wonder how far this thousand-mile ear can travel?"
Knowing the function of the transmitter, Jushou immediately thought of the most important issue, which was distance.
"Thousands of miles is no problem~"
Although Yuan Shu didn't know how far away the telegraph machine was, he saw on TV that the telegraph was sent from Shanghai to Yan'an, or even to Moscow. It was thousands of miles away at first, and even thousands of miles away when it reached Moscow.
"My lord, this is a sacred weapon. I don't know whose hand it came from. Can I invite him here?"
Tian Feng touched the transmitter with his hand, his eyes full of calculations.
Yuan Shu shook his head, please come? Where on earth can you invite him?
"My lord, if this person refuses to come out of the mountain, send Yan Liang to kill him immediately~ These divine objects must not fall into the hands of others~"
Glancing at Yuan Shu, the plan in Tian Feng's eyes turned into Sen Han's murderous intent. He understood the strategic significance of something like the transmitter. If it couldn't be used for his own use, it would be better to destroy it quickly.
Jushu also nodded. If he is not for my use, he will be my enemy. They both agree on this matter.
"What I mean is that such a divine thing is a gift from God and no one can make it."
Yuan Shu had no choice but to make up a lie about a god-given gift.
"A divine gift from heaven? I hope my lord will not make it public for the time being~"
Jushou and Tianfeng were stunned for a moment when they heard about the divine gift, but their expressions immediately became extremely serious.
"Okay, I get it~"
Looking at their faces, Yuan Shu also nodded.
In ancient society, the imperial power was claimed to be divinely vested, and the emperor was known as the Son of Heaven. They would not share their divine power with anyone.
If outsiders knew that his transmitter was a gift from God, Liu Hong would never let him go, regardless of whether he had any rebellious intentions, even if he was the legitimate son of the Yuan family.
In the evening, there was no grand military marching ceremony. Two thousand Changshan cavalry, each with three cavalry, led by Ju Shou and Zhao Yun Gaolan, secretly set out towards Sun Fang.
The army lurked day and night, walking in no-man's land. It took nearly half a month to cross the Han border and arrived on the prairie with rich water and grass.
Zhao Yun dismounted, picked off a small light yellow flower, put it in front of his nose, and smelled it vigorously.
"Military advisor, this grassland is so fresh. The flowers, grass, and even the air are filled with a hint of sweetness."
"Cherish this moment, this place will be different in the future~"
Glancing at Zhao Yun, Jushou smiled slightly and rode forward slowly.
"Isn't it different? That's just compared to the Xianbei people. For me, a big man, this is still a land with rich water and grass and a fertile land."
Zhao Yun took a deep breath again, then slowly planted the little flower back into the ground, then mounted his horse and followed Ju Shou.
Two thousand knights and six thousand war horses stepped on the ground with their heavy hooves. In an instant, flowers and grass flew into the air, and they rushed into the distance.
