The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 147
In the following days, the people in Jingjia Village ended their vacation and became busy again.

Wan Baoquan still drives back and forth to his home in the city every day, firstly to replenish some supplies, and secondly to pay attention to the movements of the Wang family.

Mrs. Wang stood at the gate and looked at the cars going away and pouted: "Didn't you say you were on vacation? This is not just about making money!"

Jingli turned to the wasteland of the pasture, where Hunter Zhao was leading a few people to dig traps: "Everyone, work harder. We must dig well today and cover them with withered grass and leaves. Let some snow fall at night so that they look natural."

Aunt An and several aunts came over carrying iron thorns on their backs. She was sweating from the exhaustion. Jingli hurriedly went to pick them up. These things were all made of iron.

Uncle Tiesheng took a breath, spit in the palm of his hand, then picked up the hoe and continued digging. Women such as Xiao Su and Xiao Cuiniang were also digging. The men had gone into the mountains, and women had to make use of everything they could. .

In the yard, the old people were packing various weapons, and the old ladies were busy steaming dry food and making backpacks. Jingli made a marching backpack and put dry food, medicine and other things in it.

Doctor He continues to be busy preparing poison. The pot over there has been set up, and all the arrowheads have to be soaked in it.

Zhu Chengcai was not idle either. He was helping to chop firewood. For a moment, there were blood blisters on his hands. He was too embarrassed to say anything. Jing Ye saw it and quickly got a pair of gloves for him to put on.

Wanbaoquan brought back lime powder today. Jingli was surprised: "Brother Quanzi, why did you think of buying this?"

"When I entered the city today, I met someone who was in mourning. I thought of lime, and then I remembered that if this thing gets into someone's eyes, hehe! The taste is not ordinary!" Wan Baoquan smiled proudly.

Jingli smiled, that is indeed the case. Although everyone is now very skilled, we should try to be as safe as possible.

Wan Baoquan said and took out a few more things: "You asked me to buy this. These days, only Taoist priests who make alchemy can buy it. I don't know if it is right? I don't dare to take too much. If you think this thing is okay, I’ll buy it again!”

What Wanbaoquan gave Jingli was saltpeter and sulfur, and he had charcoal. As a time traveler, Jingli was so busy that he forgot about it a while ago. This time, when someone hit him at the door of his house, he sharpened his gun and found out how to make land mines. Come.

"Yes, that's right!" For Jingli, who has received battlefield skills training, these things are definitely not unfamiliar, but they are definitely not exposed to such low-end things, and they are not used. Who would have thought that, This will actually come in handy.

Jing Li hurriedly took Dalang and the others into the mountain for testing, while Wan Baoquan took a sip of water and continued to buy saltpeter and sulfur. Fortunately, he had already made an agreement with someone, and the owner seemed to have no problem, so he had to come and get it.

Mrs. Su shouted from behind: "You go out after eating!"

Jingli waved her hand: "You guys eat, don't worry about me, I'll just give you a few bites on the way, and I won't be back tonight."

Time is of the essence. She had to hurry up in the next few days to see if she could test it out. She asked Dalang, Wang Jinlong and others to bring a set of clothes each, and carried the marching backpack deep into Laobei Mountain.

"Bang!" exploded in the deepest part of Laobei Mountain, startling countless birds. Dalang and Wang Jinlong were full of joy, but Jingli looked at it and shook his head. This power was just enough to scare people, so he did it twice more. No one is afraid.

What's wrong?Jingli thought for a long time, and the method mentioned in the book must be correct. That is the problem of proportions. The weighing unit here is different from that of later generations, and there is no mini-scale, so the accuracy of things is too poor.

"Da Lang, come on, you can increase the amount recorded last time a little bit, but not too much. Let's try it little by little." Jing Li adjusted the proportion of the portion and continued to experiment.This afternoon there were explosions in the depths of Laobei Mountain. Fortunately, it was deserted in winter, so no one came here at all. Even the people who were training in the mountains didn't hear the sound.

From the beginning, they used bamboo tubes, then clay pots and iron pots, and finally stones. Jingli and several people groped in the mountains for several days, and finally decided to use stones. Iron pots are of course the best, but they will not be unable to come up with them for a while. .

So Mr. Jing took the old men to the mountains to dig out stones, and the old ladies put the medicinal powder, iron slag and nails that Da Lang and the others had mixed into the stones.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, all preparations were in place, and the dug traps were covered with a thick layer of snow. Not to mention the Liao people, even Jingli themselves would not know where the traps were unless they looked at the signs.

In order to prevent the villagers from falling into the trap, Mr. Jing's younger brother and a few old men wandered around that area every day. Fortunately, no one in the village came to this area at all during the heavy snowfall.

Uncle Tiesheng touched the stone eggs one by one: "Is this enough? Anyway, there is still time, why not do more?"

Jing Li shook his head: "No, these cannot be used here. If the court knows that we have such weapons, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing. These are enough."

Jingli gathered several key personnel and demonstrated the enemy's attack and retreat routes as well as various problems on a simple sand table.

"We are divided into two parts. I will lead the people on the west side, and Brother Shen will lead the people on the Xiaobeiya side. We must strictly guard against any way the enemy comes."

"People at home should not be anxious, watch the children and the elderly, and don't let people walk around outside at will. Little Sister Su will be in charge of the house."

Xiao Su immediately patted her chest and promised, "Captain, don't worry, I promise to protect my home and won't hinder anyone outside."

Jing Li asked everyone some more questions, and then said sternly: "Uncles, brothers, aunts and ladies, you must have noticed that the world will never be peaceful. We can't rely on any prince or general to stabilize the world and bring peace to the world. A peaceful day for us.”

"Only by making ourselves strong and allowing no one to bully us can we cope with the changes in the current situation. Therefore, we cannot be afraid and cannot retreat. We can only push forward step by step."

Everyone said in unison: "Don't be afraid, I'm afraid of nothing!"

"We are not people who just came out of the village. If anyone wants to bully us, they have to check whether their neck is strong enough!"

"Just come, who is afraid of whom? We are just afraid that too few of them will come, and all our preparations will be wasted."

After some passionate encouragement, Jing Dafu couldn't help but point to the grassland terrain in the sand table: "Captain, what are you going to do by putting this piece up now? This piece is completely different from what we are doing now!"

Jing Li sneered: "Who said they are two different things? We have been preparing for so long just to welcome this guest from afar. But this guest is rude, so don't blame us for being polite."

"This time, I have to make these tribes tremble when they hear the words Lao Beishan!"

(End of this chapter)