The last conscience of the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 228 People who dare to threaten the Khitan Emperor

ghost fire.

In Liang Xin's time, things were not allowed to be used at all.

It's phosphorus.

Gunpowder was easily discovered by the Khitans, and it was too obvious, but phosphorus was not, especially red phosphorus, because no one knew it. It was mixed in Liang Xin's spice cart, and only she knew about it.

That's an exaggeration.

It burned not only Shangjing, but also the aristocratic district of Shangjing and the imperial palace of the Khitan people.

Even if Yelu Yanxi wanted to die together, the Khitan nobles who had enjoyed themselves for a long time would not be willing, so they dared not die together.

Of course, this is the last step.

Under normal circumstances, not so much.

Soon, all 100 people entered the forest.

Liang Xin stood up, and a little eunuch next to her came over with a box. Liang Xin walked towards Yelu Yanxi.

"Your Majesty, the foreign ministers present their gifts."

"it is good."

The box opened, revealing a pile of loose parts.

Liang Xin was a little clumsy in the on-site assembly. Soon, a recurve bow was formed without any strings.

Liang Xin said: "Blacksmiths make small items, which are cheap, quite cheap. It takes two years to make an ox-horn bow, but this one only takes a few days. A high-quality ox-horn bow is enough for me to make ten bows. This One is particularly refined.”

It is exquisitely crafted, with gold wire wrapped around the handshake, and the entire bow is gold-plated.

Liang Xin pointed to a buckle on the top: "Here, it can be adjusted. The strength of the bow can be from three stones to one stone. It made your majesty laugh. I can't hang a bow string of one stone, let alone three stones. Ordinary bows cannot be adjusted. , only this one."

"Also, here is a gauntlet, a leather glove worn on the right hand, with a string hook. A weak person like me can also draw a stone bow, but the shot is not accurate."

Yelu Yanxi's expression changed slightly.

Liang Xin's words were secretly thorny.

He motioned to the servant to bring up the bow and adjust it according to the buckle.Hang a three-stone bowstring.

Put on gloves again.

Yelu Yanxi noticed that there was an iron bar in the palm of his hand, which happened to pull the index finger and middle finger to provide pulling force for the two fingers.It is also very easy to loosen and extremely stable.

Yelu Yanxi shot a whistle arrow, and the game in the forest began.

He began to study the bow carefully.

He still remembered the feeling of shooting the bow just now. It was a good bow, a top-notch bow.

This is no ordinary iron tire bow.

It was no worse than the fine horn bows he collected.

Yelu Yanxi said: "Song Guoliang's school is so good that it cannot be used exclusively. We Khitan people live on horseback and use the bow as a weapon."

"The foreign minister is rude. The foreign minister also has ordinary ones and cannot adjust the intensity."

"My heart, your heart, I have received it."

Yelu Yanxi wants it.

What I brought back was a wooden box, all wrapped in oil paper, and all in pieces.

Bow handle, bow body, buckle, bow string.

After these were distributed to several Khitan nobles, Yelu Yanxi understood from their expressions that if these ten bows were worth the same as one ox-horn bow, and they were better than the ox-horn bow, only in terms of equipment, their Khitan People have lost a lot.

What's more, according to Xiao Baoxian's secret report.

The people of the Song Dynasty believed that all living beings were equal and had seven steps, seventy steps, and seven hundred steps.

It's even possible to study the Seven Thousand Steps.

The one with seven steps, face to face, no armor can stop it.

The one with seventy steps frightened Xixia and chose to change completely.

And at [-] steps, the Song people lined up with [-] gates and fired a volley. No city wall could stop them. Thousands of cavalrymen were afraid that they would all be killed in front of the formation.

At this time, add this cheaper and better bow.

The people of Song Dynasty became terrible.

Wanyan Aguda's expression also changed slightly.He could see that this young man was threatening the Great Khitan Emperor, and was succeeding.

Before Liang Xin returned to her seat, she paused for a moment and glanced at Wanyan Aguda who was sitting on the viewing platform. She didn't need to know him, but Liang Xin could guess just by looking at her dress.

Jurchen dress.

Liang Xin raised a smile at the corner of her mouth and laughed at Wanyan Agu.

This smile gave Wanyan Agu a chill.

Why, why is he smiling at me.

Suddenly, Wanyan Aguda realized that it was iron ore.

The Song Dynasty also had many iron mines.

Why spend money to buy the iron ore dug by their Jurchens? The ore must be different. The iron ore used for fine steel is different from ordinary iron ore.

Could it be that the iron used in the bow was the iron ore they transported to the Song Dynasty?
Wanyan Aguda was a little scared.

The current Wanyan tribe has not yet unified the various Jurchen tribes, or alerted the Khitan people, who may be in danger of annihilation.

After returning to his seat, Cao Song asked, "What are you planning?"

Liang Xin replied: "Everyone, the outcome of this competition is not important. I have been mentally prepared for all my people to die in battle. What I want is that I dare and let the world see that I dare. Here. There are leaders of the five major tribes of the grassland, eight small tribes, as well as Jurchens and Koreans.”

"After I break the Khitan people's high pressure, I will have a different voice. Our Han civilization will begin to spread throughout the world. Next, what I have to do is sell goods."

"Sell, sell goods?" Cao Song thought for a while: "Do you want to sell the Khitan weapons?"

"Yes, what will happen when the Khitans purchase cheap and good weapons from me?"

Cao Song took a breath of cold air.

This move is really poisonous.

The sacrifice of these fifty warriors was not in vain. They dared to fight to the last man with the same number of Khitans. Their courage has been imprinted in the hearts of all the spectators here.

What's more, this has just begun, and the outcome is still uncertain.

Liang Xin added: "According to the rules we agreed on, any attack method can be used. It will only end if one party is completely destroyed."

"Yes." Cao Song understood, but it didn't matter.

Liang Xin continued: "The Khitans entered the forest with only weapons and no food."

"Our people didn't bring them either."

"Who said that?" Liang Xin gave Cao Song a weird smile.

At this time, in the forest.

Gao Ren leads the team.

The first thing he did was not hide or kill the enemy.

Instead, it destroys water sources.

The raw materials used are still found in the post house.

This thing is called oleander in Bianjing, and it is called winter in Khitan.

A dozen leaves can send someone to hell.

At Liang Xin's tax camp, one of the trainings for the forestry team is to identify what is edible, what is inedible, and what is poisonous in the forest.

He smashed some branches and placed them in a small pool at the mountain pass.

Who would have thought that there are some branches with leaves attached to them? They just thought someone passed by and broke the branches and fell them.

After that, the Shanlin team also had many strange training programs.

Find a professional hunter, find a suitable environment in the mountain forest, and set traps.

Also, disguise yourself.

and also……

This battle is not about pure martial arts, but knowledge.

The game started. In the first half hour, everyone was still looking for teammates and testing.

Half an hour later, screams came from the forest.

Everyone felt that he might have been bitten by a snake.

(End of this chapter)