The craftsmen on the ship not only had to undertake the daily maintenance of the ship, but also had to deal with major accidents such as mast breakage and water leakage during navigation. The ships of this era were made of wooden structures, so their woodworking skills were excellent, let alone the craftsmen on the imperial boat. For such a simple piece of equipment, they did not spend much effort to successfully manufacture it.

The little emperor often made some new things, which was common for these people who often stayed with His Majesty, but it also attracted the attention of many people. Everyone gathered around the side and looked around, but they couldn't figure out what they were for for a while. It was not until the little emperor solved the answer with his own hands that he suddenly realized that this was a machine used to clean clothes.

Everyone who was already struggling to clean clothes was naturally eager to try after learning about it. After receiving the permission, someone immediately brought a bunch of dirty clothes and started operating under the guidance of the little emperor. He drove a bucket of water and rotated rapidly under the movement of the people. After a quarter of an hour of washing and rinsing, the dirty clothes gradually became clean. Everyone was surprised and rushed to try it out.

In fact, in Zhao Bing's opinion, although this kind of man-powered washing machine does not necessarily save much effort than hand washing, and requires repeated infusion of water and washing, it can wash multiple clothes at one time, which greatly improves the efficiency. In particular, it can be thrown drying wet clothes, which is a blessing for sailors and sailors who have lived on the sea for a long time, because in a humid environment, a piece of clothing is still wet after being hung for a day. With this "magic weapon", it is relatively greatly improved.

However, this washing machine was a whim by Zhao Bing after all, and some problems occurred during trials. For example, although the transmission shaft of the pulsator is sealed with a cowhide pad, there will still be water seepage during operation; it is difficult to start, and the belt slippage often occurs, etc.

But even if there were minor problems, everyone was still enthusiastic. Zhao Bing also believed that this simple machine would spread quickly and gradually push it away, liberating countless people from the heavy laundry. Never underestimate the skilled craftsmen of this era. These flaws will be constantly improved and overcome in the process of spreading, and various forms will be derived, but this is no longer what he considered, because his task is to provide creativity.

Zhao Bing instructed the craftsmen to copy a few more, one for their own use, and the other for the army to use. Some things were done to make the waiting time no longer so difficult. Although he had delegated his command to Zheng Yi, he did not dare to neglect and constantly reward the development of the war. By midnight, all the smuggled armies had already taken their place, and the navy's transport fleet had retreated back to the sea after the rising tide, but they did not return to the port, but cruised in the nearby waters to prevent accidents and could quickly respond.

At the same time, the cavalry brigade took the lead in launching a raid. They will cooperate with the Marines to clear the enemy defenders on the horse field, gather the horses, and cooperate with the horse trainers of the Imperial Horse Camp to drive the horses to the ferry by the river. From the deck of the Imperial Boat, you can see the rising fire and hear the sound of gunfire, but it is difficult to see the battle situation on the island clearly. However, Zhao Bing knew from the continuous reward that the war was going smoothly.

There were not many Mongolian troops stationed on the ranch, except for the officials and guards of the Taipu Temple in the Mengyuan, they were grazing slaves. They did not expect that the Song army would cross the river during the flood season, nor did they expect that the Song army's actions were only targeting their horses. They thought that the Southern Dynasties were going to launch a large-scale northern expedition, but they knew they could not resist at all, so they fled in the dark. The Mongolian and Yuan troops stationed in Haizhou received a report and saw fires rising from the sky outside the city, and the Song army kept coming and going, and they dared not go out of the city to fight in the unknown situation. They could only gather teams to defend and prepare for war, while sending people to warn Wanhu Mansion to their subordinates for reinforcements.

When the tide was low in the morning, the already prepared supplies camp immediately took action, and in less than an hour, it set up a floating bridge on the river. The collected horses also crossed the river, and the Imperial Horse Camp here had already made room to guide the horses into the railings. After the horses crossed the river, the land regiment also alternately covered and retreated to Chongming Island. After the cavalry regiment behind the hall returned, the crossing bridge was immediately blown up.

"Your Majesty, I am fortunate to be unfair to my mission!" As the dust settled, Zheng Yi boarded the boat to pay homage to the little emperor and reply to the order.

"Thank you for your hard work, I've seen it!" Zhao Bing smiled and asked him to politely. At this moment, there were tens of thousands of war horses on the main island of Chongming. Looking around, everyone could see it.

"Your Majesty, our army captured horses by surprise in this battle, with few casualties. However, they were not injured during the battle, but were anxious to seize the horses and were injured by those untamed wild horses." Zheng Yi said embarrassedly.

"Haha, I used to be suffering from horses, but now I suddenly fell into the horses. Even if I am happy, I will not know the east, west, south and north!" Zhao Bing did not blame him, but waved his hand and smiled.

"Your Majesty, it's a pity that there are very few enemies in this battle. When the Tartars saw our troops arrive, they fled in all directions and did not even take away the fineness and softness of their arms, but they captured many herd slaves who released their horses and brought them back!" Zheng Yi replied again.

"Let's say it together, don't be squeamish!" Zhao Bing saw that Zheng Yi's expression was a little unnatural, as if he had something to say, so he asked him to sit down and said.

"Report... Your Majesty, it's because of the information of his subordinates. There are not so many war horses in the enemy ranch in Jiangbei. After counting it, there were more than 21,300 horses!" Zheng Yi bowed with a bitter face.

"Didn't you say there are more than 40,000 horses? Why is it half missing in the blink of an eye? Did you hide it privately?" Before Zhao Bing could speak, Zhao Mengjin jumped up and said anxiously. He had an appointment with His Majesty first, and he had to share some of them with him. Now that there are so many, the little emperor will definitely take advantage of this to pay the debt, and he is in vain.

"Your Majesty, I am so brave that I dare not deceive you. If I don't believe it, I can send someone to test it!" Zheng Yi quickly got up and bowed and shouted.

"Are there still war horses left on the other side? You said this to get rid of the crime?" Zhao Mengjin was still unwilling to accept it and asked with her fingers.

"Although the subordinates cannot guarantee that all the horses on the ranch on the other side will be caught in one go, there will never be so many horses left!" Zheng Yi's face was ugly at this moment than that after ate bitter gourd, he promised repeatedly.

"Haha, don't tease Zheng Du Tong anymore. That's all credit, so how can he let it go. Besides, saying that the opposite shore is to resist the narrowness, and the release of these more than 20,000 horses is also the limit." Zhao Bing said with a smile.

He knew that not any horse could be used as a war horse, but it needed to run fast, have strong momentum or good endurance in order to exert its power in combat. Therefore, although many horses are horses, they are not qualified war horses. To cultivate good war horses, a vast field is also needed to give the horse a large space to move, so as to facilitate the horse to gallop.

In addition, the Mongolians do not use the horse-raising method that combines circle and pastoral horse breeding. In addition to forage grass, they also need to supplement some horse materials. The Mongolians use the free-range method, which basically depends on the horses to feed themselves. If the overgrazing on a piece of land is imagined, this is also the reason why they will migrate from here after autumn.

"Your Majesty, no matter what, the half of my subordinates are indispensable!" Zhao Mengjin naturally understood that his little trick had been seen through by the emperor, and immediately changed his face and said.

"You remembered it wrong. When did I promise you half of the horses?" Zhao Bing asked with an innocent face.

"This... Your Majesty is cheating!" Zhao Mengjin was stunned for a moment, but after he asked for half of the horses, His Majesty did not agree clearly, but instead took it vaguely. Now he made efforts and made efforts, but he became wishful thinking, but he did not dare to do it, so he could only mutter in a low voice.

"Yi Jie, first select some strong stallions and mares as stallions, and leave the young horses behind. Then allocate five thousand horses to Jiangdong to set up a sect, and send the rest to Ezhou as soon as possible for the Western Expedition Army to use." Zhao Bing knew that if he did not leave some for Zhao Mengjin, although he dared not refuse to agree, he would definitely not accept it and could only make a balance.

"Your Majesty, add two thousand more horses, one thousand horses is fine... Well, five thousand horses are only five thousand horses!" Zhao Mengjin said with a wry smile. He originally wanted to bargain, but seeing that the little emperor's face became tighter and tighter, he could only compromise, otherwise he might not be able to keep a single horse.

"Your Majesty, now is the time for the two countries to discuss peace. If we snatch the Tartars' horses and provoke border provocations, they will inevitably protest to the court. Although Your Majesty is not afraid, it is a problem for those court officials to talk too much, and they still need to think of a countermeasure!" Chen Fenglin suggested at this time.

"That's true, but it depends on how you report it to the court." Zhao Bing nodded after hearing this, touched his chin and looked at the people present and said with a chuckling.

"Your Majesty, then I will report it to you..." Zheng Yi presided over this battle. After the war, he not only had to report to the Ministry of War on the battle, the loss and consumption, but also asked for meritorious soldiers. He looked at His Majesty's face and asked tentatively.

"Zheng Dutong, why are you so real? Would you let Your Majesty take the blame for you?" Dong Yicheng, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore and stood up and said unhappy. He knew that although the battle was proposed by His Majesty and the emperor, the "gentlemen" in the court always had to say that they were famous in their masters, otherwise they would have to talk endlessly, so they must find a reasonable name to pick His Majesty out of it. If Zheng Yi said it truthfully, wouldn't they have received the reward and let the emperor take the blame?

"Can you turn the tables?!" Seeing that Zheng Yi was still confused, Dong Yicheng was speechless with his subordinates. In a hurry, he gave a message.

"Oh!" Zheng Yi received guidance and finally reacted, "The Tartars coveted our Chongming Prefecture Race Farm, and sent troops to rob it many times and tried to destroy it. Recently, it has become more and more intense. He was sowed and he was so angry that he spread poison in the river, poisoning our military and civilians and war horses. All the soldiers and civilians on the island were indignant and jointly requested His Majesty to approve it. He sent troops to raid the enemy Haizhou Horse Farm and won a complete victory!"

"Yes, yes, I will report this!" Dong Yicheng smiled happily after hearing this, and said with great relief. After all, the First Land War Brigade was his first naval army, and his contributions were his own.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's decree!" Just as everyone was thinking about how to divide the spoils and get rid of the crime, Wang De quickly stepped into the cabin to report.

"Oh, come on!" Zhao Bing was shocked. The Empress Dowager sent someone to chase him here to pass the imperial edict. Something big must have happened and he did not dare to neglect it.

"Your Majesty, is there something wrong?" Zhao Mengjin asked carefully after seeing the little emperor's face became more and more ugly.

"Well, Master Yuanmiao is leaving the capital and returning to Quanzhou, but the Empress Dowager cannot persuade me to return to the capital as soon as possible!" Zhao Bing said sadly.

"Brother Shi suddenly wants to meet Quanzhou, why is this?" Zhao Mengjin said in surprise. Everyone in the cabin was shocked. Everyone knew that the emperor had taught martial arts by Master Yuanmiao since childhood, and he had the identity of a royal family. His Majesty had a deep relationship with him, so it was certain that he was uncomfortable to leave.

"I made a five-year agreement with the master, and then allowed him to return to Quanzhou to rebuild the temple and spread Buddhism. However, I broke the agreement and he had been with me for more than ten years!" Zhao Bing shook his head and said softly.

"Since Your Majesty is reluctant to give up, my subordinates are willing to return to the capital with Your Majesty. As a clan, he should go to the national crisis together, and he cannot just ignore himself!" Zhao Mengjin stood up and said with a polite manner.

"Alas, everything is fate!" Zhao Bing sighed, "The aftermath will be left to all the generals, and I will return to the capital immediately!" Everyone knows the relationship between Your Majesty and Yuan Miao, and they dare not persuade him anymore, so they can only say goodbye to the emperor...

The Saiji set sail, sailed into the Yangtze River and turned into the sea. Zhao Bing did not sleep all night yesterday, but at this time he was lying in bed without any sleepiness. His mind was full of little things about getting along with Yuan Miao. The two met in Jiazi Town, and that was also the time when Zhao Bing was most depressed. Although he was already a person outside the country, he resolutely rose up to resist and stayed with him when the country was destroyed.

I think that at that time, there were all scattered soldiers around me, and the Mongol pursuers were on the side, living a life of terror. It can be said that they were living in fear every day. Yuan Miao led a group of disciples to take responsibility for personal guards, and Su Yeyi was untied to protect his safety. After arriving in Qiongzhou, he not only taught him martial arts, but also trained him a secret guard with great martial arts skills and loyalty. It can be said that more than half of the guard camp had been guided by him.

At that time, Zhao Bing was both close and afraid of Yuan Miao. What he was close to was that he was always a royal family, a family of Taizu's bloodline, and he was a person outside the country, and had no political ambitions. However, Yuan Miao did not show mercy when teaching martial arts because of such intimate relationships. It can be said that he often added a ruler to the ruler, causing him to suffer a lot of flesh and blood. However, Zhao Bing also benefited a lot from it. Not only did he practice well, he also had the ability to protect himself, and he also developed a tough personality.
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