Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 100
Ride and slash the world.

noon.

In the lord's hall, Zhang Qi was having a meal. Ever since there were craftsmen who were able to produce ceramics, there were a lot of pottery decorations in his residence.

Today's eating bowls and dishes are all white as snow and exquisite ceramics.

Zhang Qi just mentioned that a mouthful of bones can also be used to make ceramics, but he didn't expect that it was actually made out by craftsmen and wolf cubs.

He didn't know how many failures he had experienced during the period. The result was already there, and the refining techniques were also recorded. As for those processes, it didn't matter whether he knew or not.

The lunch meal is quite simple, a charcoal-roasted leg of lamb, a pile of chili fried meat, a roast duck, and a bowl of pumpkin soup.

He didn't eat alone, Hu Ling was there, and the three craftsmen were also there.

While eating, Zhang Qi said: "Lime, clay, ironmaking waste, crushed and mixed with water, and then put into the kiln for calcination."

"The process is such a process. I don't know more about it. I only know that the fire temperature is higher. You take the time to study with those juniors. Anyway, what I need is the agglomeration after calcination, ground into fine powder and Sand and water mixed with something hardens."

While talking, Zhang Qi used the serving chopsticks to pick up a chopsticks dish for each of the three craftsmen.

The three craftsmen looked at each other, they had been here for several years, and this was the first time they ate at the same table with Zhang Qi, feeling a little overwhelmed, who is Zhang Qi?

That is the 'Son of Heaven' who is favored by the gods.

The three craftsmen buried their heads in cooking and nodded to Zhang Qi's request.

Hu Ling on the side served Zhang Qi, adding food to his plate from time to time, and then recorded what he just said.

The meal was neither long nor short, Zhang Qi mainly wanted to inform the three craftsmen to experiment with cement, and when he came just in time for lunch, he simply added food and left them behind.

From last night to now, he has rested for more than ten hours in the world of riding and cutting, and there are three or four 10 minutes outside. He is ready to go out.

When going out this time, apart from the plow frame and some basic materials, he also planned to take away [-] Khan's personal guards.

Thanks to the blessings of the town of Silonia, since he was able to garrison troops, he took people out to recruit NPC soldiers whenever he was free. After a year or two, the number of more than 300 garrisons in the city had been filled, and most of them were Cuset soldiers. The next ones are legion infantry and equipped cavalry.

More than 300 garrisons have a lot of military expenses every month, but fortunately, the business of blacksmithing and sugar making is booming, and he has found a few more homeless NPCs, so his dinar has been increasing.

Now he has more than 2000 million dinars, which is a full 20 catties if converted into a carry-out amount.

If you bring all the food and grass, then 20 catties of food is enough to feed 2 people for half a month.

Of course, this is the most unprofitable approach. What he wants to bring are weapons beyond the times, excellent horse breeds, and crops.
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Xianbei Wangting yurt.

The sudden appearance of more than 30 people startled the female soldiers who usually guarded Zhang Qi, but they all calmed down soon.

This kind of thing happened before, but not as many people appeared this time.

Looking at these exquisite and outrageous armors, the female soldiers knew that their monarch had gained another terrifying force.

"Take them to Ma Gui's place and assist Ying Junhou."

Knowing that the place where he disappeared would be guarded, Zhang Qi gave the order directly after he appeared.

The female soldiers agreed, and then took the thirty Khan's personal guards and their horses away.

Zhang Qi's spirit seemed to be more radiant than before, and the rest of more than ten hours completely wiped away the exhaustion he had accumulated while drinking.

With his hands behind his back, Zhang Qi walked out of the royal yurt.

The herdsmen who walked around in the past were nowhere to be seen in the Xianbei tribe. The battle last night made all the Xianbei people dare not wander around. No one knows whether these people will kill people indiscriminately.

In a dilapidated yurt that was obviously half smaller than the yurt next door, a woman was comforting two crying children.

Her man had died in a previous fight, and someone brought back her man's body, and by convention, she and her children and her man's property belonged to the person who brought back his man's body.

But what no one expected was that on the second day after they moved to the man's yurt, the man who was also her man died.

The people in the tribe regarded her as an ominous thing. Although she was not expelled for the sake of her man, the cattle, sheep and wealth that originally belonged to her family were taken away by the people in the tribe.

Even this dilapidated yurt was newly built from rotten leather and rags she picked up.

"Mom, I'm hungry."

In the woman's arms, the small child looked at his mother with a pair of clean eyes aggrieved.

With the other hand, the girl who dared not speak also nodded silently.

The woman sighed.

Normally, she would still be able to go to the woods to pick up some food that others don't eat or are not used to eating to satisfy her hunger, but today, she really dare not take the risk to go out.

Because she knew that once she was gone, there was a high probability that her two children would be gone too.

"Aji, Ah Hua, my good boy, bear with it, I can't find anything today, be good."

Lovingly touching the hair of the two children in her arms, a few touches of pain flashed in the numb eyes of the woman.

The area around the yurt was already noisy. As a woman who grew up on the grassland, she couldn't understand what was happening around her. Rape and looting, what should come will come sooner or later.

I just hope that after those men are satisfied, they won't be so beastly to her children.

Although the prairie people don't kill children who are lower than the back of a horse, there will always be some unlucky ones who die at the hands of those brutal people every year.

The woman hugged the child even tighter, quietly waiting for the fate to come.

The curtain of the yurt was lifted, and a few pieces of rotten wood used to block the door were randomly kicked away.

The children exclaimed, and the woman closed her eyes in pain.

"You and your two children are the only ones in your family, right? Register and distribute food to you later."

The crisp voice made the woman raise her head abruptly.

It was a woman's voice, not a man's.

Seeing the woman in a daze, the female soldier who came in shouted again: "It's just you three, right?"

The woman nodded dully.

The female soldier didn't say much, and drew three circles on the cloth. One of the circles was marked with a line to represent an adult, one of the remaining two circles was dotted with two dots to represent a girl, and the other circle was dotted with a dot to represent a boy.

After finishing the recording, the female soldier nodded: "Just don't run around in the yurt. Someone will come to distribute food to you later. You can find a way to cook it yourself and eat it. You will have it in the next few days. Don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, the female soldier lowered the curtain and left. There are still many yurts in the area she is in charge of that have not been registered, so there is no delay.

(End of this chapter)