[Chapter 249] The Tartars are coming again!

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【Today's third update is delivered!】

In order to speed up the reconstruction of Zhenshuobao, Xu Xingxia decided to establish Zhenshuobao Urban Construction Department, referred to as the Urban Construction Department. The supervisor of the Urban Construction Department is of course Gaozhengcheng. The Urban Construction Department is under the jurisdiction of the Management Council, and the Management Council is under the direct jurisdiction of Xu Xingxia. In order to improve work efficiency, Xu Xingxia asked the Urban Construction Department to be directly responsible to him.

The initial construction funds obtained by the Urban Construction Department were 10,000 taels of silver. This amount of silver is a huge amount of money for individuals. However, it is a bit inconspicuous for urban construction. All aspects of urban construction require money, and the silver disappears like flowing water. Therefore, it can only be preliminary funds. It is estimated that it is impossible to repair the entire Zhenshuo Fort to the original level without 30,000 taels.

It turned out that when the Weizhen Fort was repaired, new technologies such as pulley sets were already available. This time, the repair of Weizhen Fort was naturally brought with me. The stone weighing hundreds of kilograms could be easily lifted up with the help of pulley sets, greatly speeding up labor efficiency. However, pulley sets alone were not enough, and there was also cement. At that time, the adhesive agents for building materials were generally lime. The bonding ability and solidity of lime were simply not as good as cement.

The Huihui cannons of the *** people are said to be very powerful. The dozens of kilograms of round stone fell down and the buildings were smashed into powder. In fact, they were not encountered with cement. Xiangyang City in the Song Dynasty was mainly lime buildings or wood buildings. Lime mixed bricks, or lime mixed stone buildings, of course, they could not withstand the attack of Huihui cannons.

However, if it is cement stone concrete, it will be much stronger. Concrete with enough settling time, and dozens of kilograms of stone falls down, at most a mark will be made. If it is reinforced concrete, the Huihuan is almost useless. Of course, the best defense is to attack. If you are blindly beaten, the turtle shell will always be broken.

The technical difficulty of firing cement is similar to firing glass, which is basically a mixing problem of raw materials. As long as there is a suitable material ratio and sufficient temperature, the cement can be fired. Zhenshuobao originally had five large porcelain kilns, so Xu Xingxia put forward the cement manufacturing technology and let the craftsmen explore it themselves. Whoever fires the cement quality is the best, will use it as the building material.

The people around Xu Xingxia were attracted by the relevant technical information of cement and were listening attentively. While they were talking, a bright voice suddenly came from outside: "Is there any living person inside Zhenshuobao? If you have any, say a word!"

The voice is a bit tender and sharp, as if it is a young man who has not yet grown up. With the sound of shouting, a young man riding a horse appeared in Xu Xingxia's sight. His age may be similar to Xu Xingxia, both of whom were seventeen or eighteen years old, but his appearance was even more tough than Xu Xingxia. In the late autumn when the coldness was quite cold, he was only wearing a single dress. However, a red scarf was tied around his neck, which was very unique.

The young man's figure is not very tall, but the war horse under his crotch is very strong, which seems to be taller than Xu Xingxia's Dayuan horse. Next to the horse's belly, there is a long spear hanging, which is also thick. The red silk behind the tip of the spear is constantly fluttering under the breeze, which is very eye-catching. The red spear tassels and red silk scarves shine together, giving people a very passionate and vibrant feeling.

Seeing that there were so many people in Zhenshuobao, everyone's eyes fell on him, the young man realized that he was a little slutty. His cheeks couldn't help but turn red slightly, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Oh, so many people? What are you doing here?"

Xu Xingxia looked him up and down and said calmly: "Who are you?"

The young man raised his head and replied: "My name is Cao Bianjiao, I came from Datong Mansion!"

Xu Xingxia frowned gently and said a little strangely: "What are you doing here?"

Cao Bianjiao's voice was very loud, tender and sharp, and he said loudly: "I came to find our relatives! I have relatives in Zhenshuobao. A few days ago, our family got news that Zhenshuobao was slaughtered by the Tartars, so he specially appointed me to come and take a look. I ran on the road for eight days and eight nights, and finally arrived."

He further explained that he was a military householder of Yunchuan Guards of Datong Prefecture, and his father was the deputy commander of Yunchuan Guards, and he was about to retire. His uncle was a general who served in Liaodong and occasionally returned to Datong Mansion. While speaking, Cao Bianjiao had the pride of a general. Indeed, once his son retired, he would succeed and become the deputy commander of Yunchuan Guards. In terms of official positions alone, he was indeed one level higher than Xu Xingxia.

Xu Xingxia suddenly felt a little moved inside, as if she had remembered something, and said in a deep voice: "By the way, is your uncle named Cao Wenzhao?"

Cao Bianjiao said in a little surprised: "Huh? How do you know my uncle's name? Have you been to Liaodong? Or do you have family members to serve in Liaodong?"

Xu Xingxia shook his head and smiled and said nothing. Of course, he had never been to Liaodong. However, Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao's name were impressed. Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao, and his uncle and nephew were both powerful generals in the late Ming Dynasty, known as Generals of Cao, and Cao Wenzhao finally died at the hands of the Shaanxi uprising army. Cao Bianjiao would rather die than surrender in the Battle of Songjin, and finally died at the hands of the Qing soldiers. In any aspect, these uncle and nephew were considered heroes.

Cao Bianjiao looked around, then looked at Xu Xingxia, and asked suspiciously: "Are you Xu Xingxia?"

Xu Xingxia nodded quietly and smiled slightly, saying, "Yes, I am Xu Xingxia."

Cao Bianjiao's expression was a bit strange, as if he was about to say something, but he was embarrassed to say it. He did look like a child who rarely went out. He didn't seem to have much experience in the world and was not very good at dealing with people. After a while, he couldn't help but speak, "They all said that Mo Rigen was attracted by you."

Xu Xingxia casually said, "Do you believe it?"

Cao Bianjiao shook his head with difficulty, and said with a stiff expression: "It shouldn't be true. You killed a lot of Tartars, and it's not your fault."

Xu Xingxia said lightly: "There are also many people who don't want to kill the Tartars."

Cao Bianjiao was slightly stunned, chewed for a moment, then sighed silently and nodded gently. The world is as black as crows. Ningxia Town is like this. How good can Datong Town be? The four towns in the northwest and the three towns in Shanxi are actually similar. Maybe Datong Town is darker than Ningxia Town. The actual number of officers and soldiers in Ningxia Town is about 30,000 to 40,000. The actual number of officers and soldiers in Datong Town is as large as 10,000. With more people, it will naturally become more difficult to manage, more chaotic, and more forces are involved.

Xu Xingxia said with some regret: "When the Tartars attacked, the entire army of Zhenshuobao was wiped out. I guess your relatives..."

Cao Bianjiao was very open-minded about this matter and said loudly: "People cannot be resurrected when they die, but they will not die in vain! I will find a way to avenge them!"

Every time he spoke, the red scarf tied to his neck would keep floating, feeling like a wisp of red, spraying out from his neck, giving people a very passionate taste, making his speech very excited. In fact, almost all of their Cao family were on the front line of the battle, and Cao Wenzhao was in Liaodong and directly confronting the Later Jin Tartars. Fighting was probably inevitable. The Cao family was never afraid of fighting.

In the past, Datong Prefecture, a general officer Qiu Luan, who passively avoided war, killed good people and took advantage of their achievements, deceived their superiors and concealed their subordinates, and despised their mistakes. Since then, Datong Prefecture has been working hard to change its image. In the internal military towns, the one who sent the most troops in Liaodong was Datong Town. In the future, the world was in chaos, and Datong Town also produced many famous generals.

Xu Xingxia casually said: "Yes, young people just need to have ambition! They will never die in vain! How about it? Come and kill the Tartars with me?"

Cao Bianjiao shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to Liaodong."

Cao Wenzhao served in Liaodong and had already achieved the position of a general. The next step was the deputy general and general. As his nephew, he had already agreed with his uncle that he would go to Liaodong, and of course he would not change because of Xu Xingxia's invitation. Many people have seen that the court was constantly gathering troops to Liaodong and transporting food and grass, and he must have taken action against the Great Jin Kingdom.

Xu Xingxia had no choice but to smile regretfully. The words just now were just a casual statement. Cao Bianjiao is Cao Wenzhao's nephew, so he would of course be willing to fight with his uncle. For the time being, the situation in Liaodong is still relatively stable. However, many changes will happen in the next two or three years. Will Liaodong and Sarhu really happen?

Cao Bianjiao brought some wine, fragrance, candles, paper money, etc. with him, and on the ruins, he paid homage to his relatives, and then said goodbye to leave. Before leaving, Cao Bianjiao suddenly said, "By the way, there is news that Helejin and Lin Danhan have a ceasefire."

Xu Xingxia frowned and said slowly: "Is the news accurate?"

Cao Bianjiao said with a serious expression: "The news cannot be confirmed for the time being. I also learned it from the merchants who came and went. However, you'd better prepare in advance."

Xu Xingxia bowed and said, "Thank you for your advice! I will definitely care about it!"

Cao Bianjiao nodded, turned his head, and turned around. He rode his horse very quickly, and his figure gradually disappeared. The red scarf on his neck turned out to be a touch of red, and it went further and further away. Later, it gradually turned into a very small dot, and eventually disappeared completely.

"The Tartars are coming again!"

Xu Xingxia took a light breath and waved her hands vigorously.
Chapter completed!