"Master, it's almost done!"

An old craftsman ran to Wang Yue and said with a smile.

On the urn behind him, twenty earth blast furnaces arranged in a circular shape emitted heat, and countless soldiers gathered around the blast furnace...

It's warm here!

Of course, these soldiers took turns to pull the bellows.

This kind of earth blast furnace must be blown, and the blower has evolved into a bellows, which requires the strong men to work continuously for a moment.

However, the smelting efficiency of burning charcoal is indeed too low, and the charcoal consumption is amazing. Fortunately, Ma Kuo had already demolished houses in the city to burn charcoal, and Wang Yue also brought some back, but even so, he was not able to refine the second batch, so this sign was limited to 60,000 jin. Of course, 60,000 jin is not small, a huge sign weighing more than 30 tons, standing on the wild Songnen Plain, as if time and space are in chaos...

It's still very exciting.

Wang Yue looked at the anticipated gazes around him...

"Open the furnace!"

He waved.

"Open the furnace, turn on the furnace!"

The old craftsman immediately waved and shouted.

At the closest blast furnace door to them, two strong men carefully opened the stone furnace door. Since it was disposable, there was no need to discharge slag. Then the iron of more than 1,000 degrees inside began to flow out. Although the melting temperature of the iron exceeds 1,400 degrees, there was not that much slag iron rich in impurities.

One thousand two hundred degrees is enough.

The fiery red iron water of more than 1,200 degrees immediately flowed forward along the steep stone troughs on the slope. In order to prevent cooling on the road, the stone troughs were hollowed out one foot below the stone troughs, and then charcoal was burning underground, and the iron water flowed in the scorching stone troughs. At the same time, the furnace doors of all other soil blast furnaces opened, and the same iron water flowed along the same stone troughs. The entire city immediately heated up, and twenty fiery red iron wires quickly gathered towards the huge signs on the ground.

This sign is like those stone troughs, and there are also stone troughs inside. For Horse Bull, which has more than 10,000 laborers, it is not worth mentioning to chisel some stone troughs.

There are indeed no stones nearby.

But this is an ancient city, with some stone foundations under the houses, and even a huge stupa!

Some stones are.

Soon the first iron stream flowed in.

Immediately afterwards, the molten iron continued to flow in from all directions, and then flowed through the mark along the stone trough, and soon gathered together, but the molten iron continued to flow in and the depth continued to increase. This fiery red mark completed its casting.

Soon all the molten iron was transferred into...

Of course, it has to cool down slowly. Fortunately, this question is not worth mentioning. Wang Yue still has time. He just received a letter sent by Xiao Puxian. The latter received the news before sending someone to deliver the letter that Nianhan withdrew his troops. Because the process of turning the letter was a bit long, it was actually half a month before he reached his hands.

In other words, Nianhan withdrew his troops half a month ago, and it will take at least ten days to get to him.

It was impossible for Nianhan to guess that his progress was so fast. After all, there were also the army led by Puluhu, and cities along the way...

Of course, even if I guessed it, Nianhan could do nothing.

His distance is too far. Even if the Jurchen cavalry is brave, he can even advance from Taiyuan to Heyang for twenty days. He can't help but face this distance. This distance is nearly three times the distance from Taiyuan to Heyang. Cavalry within a distance of hundreds of miles can rush at full speed for hundreds of miles a day, 2,300 miles a day and 3,000 miles a day...

This is an exaggeration.

"Everyone, the divine objects have been formed, and the mountains and rivers in Liaodong are eternal towns!"

Wang Yue shouted with an exaggerated expression.

There was a burst of cheers immediately around...

He is a god.

He said it.

The rest is to wait for this thing to cool down, and then drag it up with a war horse. In fact, Wang Yue could barely start the next day. Countless war horses used countless ropes to circumvent the city wall and pull up diagonally. The buried deep trenches were dug out below, and they were buried while standing up. Although a small half of them were buried in the soil like this, in fact, even if they were not buried, they would definitely be buried by the Jurchens when they turned around. Standing up to satisfy Wang Yue's aesthetics, and then they stripped down the city and the iron smelting furnaces.

In this way, a huge sign stood in front of the city gate of Huanglong Mansion.

In addition, Wang Yue also carved his treasure axe and carved the inscription drafted by Ma Kuo to record the origin of this sign, as well as their military achievements in attacking Huining to capture Wu Qimai alive.

This is truly completed.

Then the army began to evacuate from Huanglong Mansion. Everything that could not be taken away in the city was burned. On the background of the rolling smoke, huge signs stood like time and space...

"The scenery of the north is frozen thousands of miles away..."

Looking back on this scene at the end, Wang Yue was full of poetry on the horse's back and finally started to attack this poem.

"I understand Qin Emperor and Han Wu, Tang Emperor and Song Zu, I understand this, but who is behind this?"

Ma Kuo asked curiously.

"Uh, it's just rhyme, just made up."

Wang Yue said.

"I understand the name Khan, but I really don't understand the word Genghis."

Ma Kuo said.

Obviously he didn't think Wang Yue was really for rhyme.

"Genghis..."

Xiao Pu suddenly muttered, and kept muttering, his speed getting faster and faster, and quickly became a little blurred and weird.

Wang Yue and Ma Kuo looked at him in shock.

"Big King, this word is almost the same as the word "Magic in the ancient Chinese language."

Xiao Pu said with a smile.

Wang Yue looked at him with a little horror.

"What is Menggu?"

Ma Kuo said.

"Menggu is a grassland tribe under the Zhaoyao Department of the Northwest Road. It is nomadic in the Onon River, west of Kedun City and north of Hedong City. It belongs to the Black Tatars and Chief Hebule."

Xiao Pu said.

"Are there any Han people on the grassland?"

Wang Yue asked suddenly.

"There are not many. During the Holy Sect, the Han people were mainly Han people. The Bohai and Jurchens were 700 households in Zhenfangwei and the three states were exiled. However, the main reason was that our Khitan garrison was rated for recruiting 20,000 troops in the four states. In recent years, some were transferred back one after another. I don't know how much there is left."

Xiao Pu said.

It seems that Mongolia's rise is to absorb these people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the originally unknown small tribe suddenly rose in decades. In history, only a few thousand cavalry were brought to the Western Regions. During the Keduncheng Conference, it was said that there were tens of thousands of cavalry, but in the end, thousands of cavalry were brought to the Western Regions. In other words, most of the Khitan garrisons in the four prefectures of Zhenweiweizhao were not followed by him at all. I don’t know whether there were any reinforcements from him later, but there must be a large number of Khitans left in that area.

There are also Han people there.

The Emperor Shengzong of Liao was a hundred years ago, hundreds of Han people a hundred years ago, and there were probably thousands of people there.

So where have all these people gone?

The Jurchens had far less control over the grassland than the Khitans. In fact, Wanyan had already fought with Mongolia at the time, and even Jin Wushu had dispatched. Although they defeated Mongolia, the nomads ran away if they could not defeat them. Jin Wushu had no choice but to negotiate with Temujin's great-grandfather, learned from my Ming Dynasty, gave some symbolic gifts and went back to build the Great Wall...

real.

Jin Wushu also built the Great Wall to defend against Mongolia.

The Jurchens' control over the Mongolian Plateau can be imagined.

Under this situation, it is normal for these old Liao remnants to join Mongolia. Anyway, the Khitans there are also nomads.

With emotion, Wang Yue took a last look at Huanglong City, and then began his return journey south. Xinzhou in front was already empty, and all the population had moved. At this time, he probably had reached Kaiyuan. Tongzhou was also empty. Instead, he met a team of Han troops passing by Qizhou here. Wang Yue showed them Wu Qimai as if he was showing off. The latter turned around and fled in a hurry.

When he arrived in Xianzhou again, Wang Yue also launched Wu Qimai to show off, but this time he gained an unexpected effect.

"submission?"

Wang Yue looked at the official kneeling in front of him in shock.

"When the king, the lower officials were also from Han people. The ancestors were the governor of Youzhou in the late Tang Dynasty, and the rebel Liu Shouguang imprisoned King Zhao of Yan. My ancestor was harmed by him and led his troops to surrender to the Khitan. After that, the lower officials were beaten by Agu and caused chaos. In order to protect the people, the lower officials had to surrender. However, the lower officials were waiting for the country to be quiet and restored. Today, the king attacked the king in the north and captured the hypocrite. The lower officials came to apologize."

The latter said verbally.

"King Zhao of Yan?"

Wang Yue was confused.

"Liu Rengong!"

Ma Kuo reminded him.

"Ah, you are a descendant of Liu Rengong. Since that's the case, you should get up. But you can surrender, but you must gather the people in the city and follow them to the south."

Wang Yue said.

This is just right. All the population of this route was cleared and finally all shrank to the south of the Hunhe River. Then, relying on the giant city of Liaoyang as a base and Shenyang as the fortress, we will resist the Juzhen counterattack. His Ming Dynasty would inevitably face the Juzhen counterattack next. The latter had no good places to collect money and grain, and in the future, they had to take down the Liaoshen grain-producing area for food.

Otherwise, what else could Xi use to maintain his Great Jin Kingdom?

"What the lower officials ask for is to return to their hometown."

The guy named Liu Hong said.

It was actually for this. When the migratory army passed by last time, he had already forced him to take out a large amount of food and livestock again. Now Wang Yue passed by and asked for food and livestock again. He only had two or three thousand people in total. After giving another batch, the rest of the year would be really drunk. Moreover, the people were ready to plunder the grain. He ate him first. In this case, of course he had to surrender. Wu Qimai was captured alive. This Jurchen obviously had a pill!

"Then hurry up."

Wang Yue said.
Chapter completed!