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Chapter 45

The Eighth Battalion of Chengying houses the people. The valley is dangerous, with a low-lying center like a huge dustpan. The belly of the mountain is about 10,000 acres wide. There are high mountain cliffs on three sides. There are traces of side walls built by the previous dynasty on the ridge. Due to the lack of labor, no man is arranged to repair these side walls. In addition to arranging three hidden posts on the peaks around the valley, the cut down trees were also arranged into fences at the narrow mouth of the north of the valley, and archers were arranged to guard them.

The Yalu River is hundreds or dozens of miles east of here, and the Yalu River is less than two hundred miles south, so it is the Yalu River estuary, which is convenient for the support of the Fourth Battalion Navy. According to the tradition of Xia people to expand borders, Chengying Camp spent the most labor on reclaiming wastelands and building the Cangcheng. The Cangcheng was not built in the valley, but on the Jietianling, the highest peak to the east of the entire valley.

Jinchangtai divided the Fenghuangshan settlement land into two parts inside and outside the valley. In addition to the iron shop, arrow making station, horse farm, haystack yard, warehouse, etc., about 1,500 households were placed in the valley. Charcoal yard, quarry, pottery yard, brick making yard, logging yard, pasture, etc. were all outside the valley. An iron ore had been found in the valley to the north, which seemed to be a mined and abandoned vein. Zhao Xingde was overjoyed, but

At present, there is too little labor and the progress of digging iron ore is slow. After that, the Yinhu recruited residents would clear out wasteland outside the valley, and when the enemy attacked, they retreated into the valley. The valley learned from the method of reclaiming slope fields in Shu, and used every inch of land to grow grain as much as possible, and imitated the method of building canals in the northwest to dig ponds and canals to irrigate the fields. After dusk, the Yinhu returned from clearing the land, and the soldiers followed the teachings of the army training regiments to let them practice archery.

On this day, Zhao Xingde and Jin Changtai carried heavy rangefinders and climbed to the base of Cangcheng on the Jietianling to survey the terrain again. It was not yet time to harvest. The so-called Cangcheng was only a wooden stake that Jin Changtai commanded Yinhu to build. A simple shack was built next to the wooden stake, which was covered with dead branches and weeds. From a distance, it looked like a rock covered with weeds on the mountain. The beacon tower watch was guarded by archers with good eyes. "General Zhao." Sergeant Cheng Zhuang stood up and saluted Zhao Xingde. Zhao Xingde smiled and nodded, patted his shoulder to show encouragement.

Standing on the Jietianling, the radius is over ten miles away, and a ridge is like a giant's arm holding the valley firmly in its arms. There are people working like ants everywhere. Although they have carried nearly 7,000 people, they still feel less scattered in this valley. Whether it is the hillside or the bottom, they are covered with trees and grass. In addition to the guards, the soldiers took off their armor and personally took out their weeds and prepared the land with the Yinhu, and scrambled sorghum, soybeans, wheat and peanuts. The mare fields outside the valley are mainly alfalfa and wheat grass, and the forage seeds were brought from the Xia Kingdom by Chengying Camp.

"It's a pity that this lonely peak is too far from other peaks, and our army's artillery range is not enough. Otherwise, building a cross-firing artillery on the mountain peak can control the range of ten miles." Zhao Xingde sighed, "It would be better if the ridge shape is a polygon that is one or two miles apart." Chengying Camp now has only ten light cannons, so he had to give up the idea of ​​building a turret on the Jietianling.

Jin Changtai looked at the hillside with a huge incline and smiled bitterly: "If we want to build a group of turrets in heaven and earth, we don't have that good luck. Besides, building a turret here, just pulling up nearly a thousand kilograms of copper cannons is not an easy task," he paused and sighed, "The Han army's leader is brave in fighting, and we can be considered smart. Here are three dangerous peaks on the walls and valleys on the mountain, and at least 100,000 people can be stationed. However, our soldiers are less than 1,000, and it is difficult to defend at all. And here is just the remnants of Taibai Mountain, the mountains are isolated and located at a critical moment. It is located between the Liao Kingdom, Goryeo and Jurchens. The room for power development is also very limited. It seems to be a strange and dangerous place, but it is actually a piece of useless."

Not far outside the valley, a big tree suddenly fell down, and the figure of the strong man wielding a giant axe was particularly obvious. "The axe is more useful. You can work normally and you can break heavy armor when fighting." Zhao Xingde smiled, "It's a pity that there is still too little iron. When the iron in the future is enough, the elite iron spear of the regiment training army will be added with an axe. Facing the Jurchen iron cavalry, you will always have the power to fight back."

Jin Changtai looked at the black smoke rising from the iron shop in the valley and said angrily: "The gods, Buddhas and big bells within ten miles have been melted for you, but they still think they are too few." There are very few iron tools in Liaodong, and the people only have wooden farm tools, which is not conducive to the reclaiming of wasteland. Before the iron smelting farming ground was opened, in order not to delay the farming season, Zhao Xingde had to order the soldiers to collect copper tools everywhere, and return the iron tools to the furnace to cast iron plows, shovels, pickaxes, iron axes and other tools. The biggest source of iron tools is the statues of gods and Buddhas in the temple and the large bells cast by copper and iron. Although many may have a history of a hundred and a thousand years, Zhao Xingde still made up his mind to melt them all.

"Do you know how many monks and Taoists are cursing you to die well?" Jin Changtai said with a serious face. He once asked to pay for his own money to redeem these antique Buddha statues and big bells, but they were all rejected by Zhao Xingde.

"If there is no iron farm tool to clear the land and not grow enough food, people will starve to death." Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice, "The gods and Buddhas have the kindness of cutting flesh and feeding eagles and sacrificing themselves to feed tigers. How can they care about these?" His eyes suddenly became solemn. There seemed to be four or five cavalry coming towards this on the mountain road to the north. He lowered his head and looked through the telescope of the rangefinder, and recognized one of the three masters of the village, and the other three recognized the Han army in the village, but the other three had raw faces and couldn't help but frown.

Jin Changtai's tone stopped and sighed in a low voice: "The situation in Liaodong is that two tigers are fighting each other. The Han army is in great difficulty, and it is necessary to conquer the people's plans. You issue land deeds, land deeds, iron farm tools, and seeds. Now many people are full of hope. If they fall in the future, will they be disappointed and feel that life is worse than death." He also saw the cavalry and Han army gradually approaching, and the cavalry scouts on the top of the mountain in the distance had already raised flags for this side. However, Jin Changtai thought of the Liaodong people who joined the Brotherhood of Volunteer and Braves, with hope and looking at death as if they were ready to die. He always felt a little guilty. Just a day ago, he personally watched these people being captured and surrendered to the military state of the Khitans.

"It's better to have hope than not," Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice. "As long as there is one percent hope, there is still a possibility of victory. If there is no hope, then we will lose from the beginning." He straightened up and began to disassemble the rangefinder and angle instrument with Jin Changtai. All the commanding heights and paths within a radius of ten miles were marked on the clearest map by them. Unfortunately, the number of soldiers in Chengying now is too small. This area should have been defended by tens of thousands of people, but now it is full of loopholes like a sieve.

Xu Detai came to Sanyin Village, but was blocked by a thick wooden fence. The soldiers in the front tower clearly recognized him, but they still followed the rules and wanted to report to Zhao Xingde before opening the gate. Xu Detai's face couldn't help but sink. Xiong Renyue from the Five Girls Village behind him smiled and said, "These guys are really good at pretending, and they still think they are the imperial army."

Erri also stared at the soldiers on the wooden fence and arrow tower. The Jurchen tribes in the Yalu River either moved to the west with the Liao people, or waited for a price between the Jin and Goryeo. Sanyinzhai is now a place where the Liao people settled and guarded the border. Since the Liao people retreated, they have become a place without owners. Although the Jurchen tribes in the south coveted this place, they have suffered from a small population and have not had time to occupy it. Unexpectedly, they were occupied by these Han people in one month.

Not long after, the soldiers guarding the wooden fence in the north were granted permission and opened the gate of the village with a winch. The forehead wanted to rush in and give them some excitement. Unexpectedly, the passage behind the village gate actually turned in a concave shape, and the cavalry could not rush in at full speed. Four or five riders had to enter slowly. The wooden fences on both sides were as high as seven feet high, and there were archery mercedes between the sharpened wooden stakes above, and a square window was also opened at the level of the horse's belly below. The forehead also saw some cold light of weapons from the window, and I couldn't help but say in my heart: "What a sinister Han."

The owner of this place was already waiting at the exit of the passage. Zhao Xingde bowed and smiled and said, "The good wind blows my distinguished guests!" Xu Detai was not willing to be proud of him, so he turned over and got off the horse. After introducing Zhao Xingde and the others to each other, he led the horse toward the camp not far away.

Xu Detai looked around and was secretly shocked. Unexpectedly, in just over a month, the people of Xia had already managed this valley with great success. The neat fields had begun to appear. The people's shacks were evenly distributed among the fields. The frames of some wooden houses were being built, and the hillsides were built like steps. I don't know what the purpose was. On the contrary, the Han army's villages were still in chaos. It was the spring plowing season. The heads of each village could only keep the people in the resettlement and settlement areas of each valley, so that they could die of self-destruction. Many people were brought in, but there were also people who were short of food and clothing. Some were also people who starved to death, and some were also people who were arrogant and prosperous. After spreading the land to reclaim the land, the people began to flee.

When Zhao Xingde saw these people looking around, he frowned slightly, thinking that he needed to build a wooden fence behind this narrow road and the camp to form a defense line similar to a urn city. The central army tent is located in the center of the wooden fence, like a city tower. It not only strengthens defense, but also prevents outsiders from glimpsing the virtual and real situations in the valley.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a Hu people in Liaodong?" Sergeant Cao Bai shouted, and several Yinhu immediately bowed their waists and continued to level the land. Zhang Pu controlled a horse-drawn plow and muttered secretly: "It's really strange that this army has made a good land."

Cao Bai ignored him, bent down and carefully checked the depth of the plowing land of these shaded households.
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