Not long after the track carriage left Bianliang, I saw the carriage speeding on the national highway... It should be the owner of those tracks.
Hehe, even they themselves don’t believe in the safety of the track? They don’t dare to ride the track carriage anymore?
"Your Highness, please call them together."
Huh? Zhao Xi was stunned. How come together? Shouting? I just go, I can see it with my eyes, and hearing it clearly are two different things. The key is, they are still galloping.
Whether it is a track carriage or a national highway carriage, which one can be silent?
"Fire a shot!"
The drivers are all from the escort camp, because no one dares to continue driving the carriage on the track where the accident occurred.
They didn't understand the signal language, so they had no choice but to shoot. As for whether it would startle the horses...it was just a firecracker, so it probably wouldn't.
It went smoothly, except that those people ran a few more steps.
Is that... what do these mean? Each one of them salutes their husbands, but looks at themselves as if they were enemies.
I'm here to help you solve your problem, why do you feel like I'm in debt?
No one said anything along the way, I haven't seen the scene yet, and I don't know the specific situation, so I can't say anything.
When the carriage slowed down, Zhao Xi knew it was coming.
The carriage stopped almost close to the scene of the accident...if it had been a little later, the carriage would have hit it.
"How?"
Fu Bi was also worried along the way, fearing that their car would also hit him. If it weren't for the foundation of trust in His Royal Highness, he would have wanted to change to a carriage on the national highway.
"semaphore."
"What is a semaphore?"
"Just like a general commanding his soldiers to change formations during a battle, it evolves and formulates various language changes to form a semaphore that is unique to rail transportation management."
When I saw the scene, I realized how chaotic it was.
This is comparable to the scene of serial accidents in later generations, even more tragic than those.
The first carriage derailed, and the leading horse of the second carriage hit the rear wall of the carriage directly, and the entire horse's head was completely destroyed.
The draft horse responded in an emergency by directly changing the direction of the second carriage, twisting the track on the ground and deforming it. At the same time, the carriage also directly rolled over... There was no way, the material of the carriage was not as hard as these tracks.
The material can compete.
As for the carriage at the back, it was almost repeating the situation of the second carriage, which ultimately directly caused the entire track to fall apart, and there was no trace of a track at all.
Bloody horse heads, overturned carriages, goods scattered everywhere, and the aroma of wine filling the air...
Surrounding the scene were soldiers from the guard camp who were waiting in full formation. Even when the princes and the prince arrived, they did not make the slightest move. They simply guarded the area they were responsible for.
"Report... The fourth guard battalion was ordered to protect the safety of the goods."
"How's it going?"
"Back to Your Highness, except for the spirits sent to the market that were broken due to the impact, the rest of the goods were not lost."
"Those who took advantage of the chaos to steal muskets have been killed!"
Killed? The faces of the princes changed slightly. This is not a war, nor is it a rebellion. When did soldiers in the imperial court be able to kill people at will?
Of course, the Imperial City Division secretly dealt with it separately.
Zhao Xi didn't care. He trusted the soldiers in the guard camp. No one would deviate without complete evidence.
Everyone understood, and when Zhao Xi moved first, they all followed.
The soldiers of the guard camp absolutely carry out their orders to the letter, and there are no fools among these soldiers.
The dead man was still there, still holding a musket in his hand... It was clear from a glance that this was the original situation.
How come the soldiers in the guard camp are so calculated in their actions? It’s as if they know they will be questioned.
After completing the circle, all the situations were clearly seen, but still no one said anything.
How to deal with this situation? How to solve it in the end?
It’s difficult!
The husband-in-laws also found it difficult. The contract was registered in Kaifeng Mansion. Not to mention the one and a half times compensation for the lost guns, but also the two times compensation for the damaged spirits, all were cut off from these people.
Zhao Xi didn't say anything, because those expressions of hatred were there first, and now, as the victim, he was not in charge of this matter.
The key is that he feels that this matter is difficult to resolve.
"Why did the guard camp appear here?"
Sure enough, he came. Zhao Xi ignored him. It was one thing to explain to the princes, but to argue with them? He didn't have the time.
"If the guard camp doesn't show up, it won't be the idle guy with the legs who will be killed, but you and others, and even your employer!"
"The transportation of confidential items between the state and the dynasty has always been escorted by soldiers. Is it possible that your track can be an exception?"
Well, the credit goes to the imperial court, so it saves me a lot of trouble.
"Your Highness, even if the armaments are out of date, they must be delivered. This matter will be explained by the imperial court. Now we still need to dispose of the armaments first..."
"When I returned to my husband and left Bianliang, Xi had already arranged for a transportation team to rush here."
Wait! A group of people just faced the cold wind and waited in this mess for the arrival of the transport team.
Looking at those people shivering from the cold...
This woolen cloak seems to have found another home.
From a distance, I saw a group of people and a group of vehicles in various costumes. When they came closer and were put into the guard circle, I realized that this was the transportation team of Workshop City.
"Load the goods quickly, try not to miss the deadline, and ensure safety along the way. Let's do it!"
When people move, it’s time to show what it means to be professional.
It seems that there is no need to arrange, everyone knows their duties. Unloading, transporting, loading, the movements are coordinated and smooth...
"A mix of guns and guns?"
"It is intended to balance the load-bearing. When the ice and snow melt and the roads become muddy, the load-bearing capacity of each carriage can be adjusted to reduce the occurrence of accidents."
Look at those people's constipated expressions... Just learn, there is knowledge everywhere, and you can't understand it just by looking at it.
The wind was very strong and kept blowing. Even with a woolen cloak, I couldn't bear the cold wind blowing all the time.
Zhao Xi doesn't care, but the husbands are all quite old...
The reason why so many people came here in large numbers was because of these guns. Once the guns were put on the truck and shipped again, it would be meaningless for them to stay... The other cargo owners had already arrived, and it was always not good to have the gentlemen around.
Yell.
Ignoring the group of people who were bitter and angry, Zhao Xi accompanied the brothers on their return journey when they saw the guns and guns coming out...
The Xiangzhou Bianliang Line track carriage is different from the Hebei Road track carriage, which is the cause of this track accident...
what the hell!
When Zhao Xi saw this memorial, he really admired the shamelessness of those people.
If you hit someone with a rake, you are shameless.
The key is that it is not the only memorial, there are many.
Zhao Xi really regretted it. He regretted that he shouldn't have made too many preparations. He simply let some of those guns lose, or waited and watched them lose, so he could take the opportunity to kill a few of them!
What the hell are they?
There was no compensation to be paid yet, and Zhao Xi didn't care much about the compensation in his heart.