Da Qin: I exposed myself as a time traveler, why are you Zhao Gao panicking?

Chapter 149 We will become famous today!

The words of the five people were sonorous and powerful, and every word was exquisite, showing their heroic qualities.

They knew that the journey there was long and life or death was uncertain, but as citizens of the Qin Dynasty and men under Meng Tian's command, they had no hesitation.

The bonfire was burning brightly and seemed to be cheering for their determination and courage.

The figures of the five people gradually merged into one in the firelight, and their hearts were filled with expectations for the future and desire for victory.

Outside the camp, the bonfire was bright, reflecting the heaven and earth.

Not far away, a tall figure was leaning against the tent, raising a glass and drinking alone. It was Han Xin.

He was dressed in military uniform, with a heroic appearance, but he exuded a chic and romantic attitude.

The moonlight was like water, shining on his body, adding a bit of mystery and depth.

Han Xin listened quietly to the heroic words of Fan Kuai and others, his eyes burning and his heart agitated.

He knew that the Xiongnu invasion was a disaster for the Qin Dynasty, but it was also a good opportunity for him to make a name for himself and make contributions.

He is eager to show off his talent on the battlefield and make great achievements in the military to prove his ambition.

He raised his glass to the sky and took a long drink. The wine flowed down the corner of his mouth, reflecting his confident smile.

Han Xinxin understood that his own era was coming.

He will emerge in this war and become a bright star in the army, shining in all directions.

Putting down the wine glass, Han Xin's eyes became firmer.

He looked at the distant sky, his heart was full of excitement and his ambition was high.

He knows that the road ahead is difficult, but he is ready to defeat the enemy with wisdom and establish his authority with courage!

……

In Xianyang City, it will be built as a Shaofu.

Qin Chi stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like torches, scanning the busy craftsmen in front of him.

The war drums were beating and the war was raging. He knew that this war was of great significance to Da Qin.

As the top priority of logistical support, General Shaofu is responsible for manufacturing weapons.

However, the sight in front of him made Qin Chi frown.

Some of the weapons were crudely made and not even up to his standards.

He knew that this was not only a problem with the skills of the craftsmen, but also a shortcoming of the Shaofu system.

"Everyone!" Qin Chi shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the empty workshop, "Now the war is about to begin, and the soldiers at the front will fight bloody battles. The weapons in their hands are made by us. Every sword and every arrow is made by us. , are all related to the victory or defeat of Great Qin, and the life and death of countless soldiers."

The craftsmen stopped their work and looked up at Qin Chi.

Their eyes shone with awe and anticipation.

Qin Chi continued: "However, what I saw today is that some of the weapon production did not meet the standards. This is not only a matter of skill, but also an issue of our loyalty and responsibility to Da Qin."

"From today on, I will carry out a series of reforms in the future Shaofu."

He paused, glanced at each craftsman's face, and continued: "First of all, I will reform the assessment system for craftsmen. It will not only look at the quantity you complete, but also the quality. The promotion system will also change. , it is no longer based on seniority, but based on your skills and contributions. I will give generous rewards to those craftsmen who make excellent weapons."

Qin Chi's words caused an uproar in the workshop!

The craftsmen talked a lot, some looked happy, others looked worried.

"What you said is absolutely true. We really need some new rules here." A middle-aged craftsman rolled up his sleeves and shouted with a happy face.

Several young craftsmen beside him also nodded in agreement, their eyes shining with anticipation for the new creation.

However, not everyone is so optimistic.

An older craftsman took a step forward, raised his hand and said, "Sir, your reforms are good, but is it too hasty to expand the number of people? The skills of the newly recruited craftsmen are uneven, which may affect the quality of the weapons."

Qin Chi smiled slightly and said: "What you said makes sense, but the war is urgent and we need a huge amount of weapons. Therefore, it is imperative to expand the number of recruits!" "However, I will personally check to ensure that every newly recruited craftsman They all have a certain technical foundation, and experienced craftsmen will be arranged for guidance and supervision.”

After hearing this, the craftsmen nodded in agreement.

Soon, under Qin Chi's reforms, the general's office was filled with new vitality!

The enthusiasm of the craftsman's work is high, the level of skills has been continuously improved, and the quality and quantity of weapons have been significantly improved!

……

The wind and snow are like knives, cutting every inch of land in northern Xinjiang.

In this silver-covered world, the Xiongnu camp stands like black peaks, exuding a chilling air.

Inside the tent, the fire flickered.

The Xiongnu Chanyu sat on it, with a stern face and ambition and ferocity in his eyes.

Below, a group of wolves are waiting around, all of them are Xiongnu warriors and counselors. They are waiting for Shanyu's order, preparing to go south to the Central Plains and show off their wolf nature.

"Great Chanyu!"

A burly warrior stepped out with a voice like thunder.

"The land of the Central Plains is prosperous. Why don't we send our troops south to seize that sacred land?"

Shan Yu smiled slightly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes: "Going south to the Central Plains is not a day's work. We need to send spies first to go deep into the Central Plains to understand the reality."

"What the Great Chan Yu said is absolutely true!"

A counselor echoed.

"In the Central Plains, the art of war is exquisite and people's hearts are unpredictable. We need to know ourselves and the enemy to be able to fight without danger."

Shan Yu nodded and glanced at everyone: "Then, who is willing to go deep into the Central Plains to spy on the military situation for me, the Huns?"

"The general will go where he wishes!"

A warrior with a sinister face stepped forward, his eyes flashing with the desire to kill.

"I will report the truth and falsehoods of the Central Plains to the Great Chanyu one by one!"

Shan Yu nodded with satisfaction and stood up: "Okay! You are my Xiongnu's sharp knife, go deep into the Central Plains, and open up territory for us!"

All the warriors shouted in unison, and the sound shook the whole country.

They seemed to have seen the prosperous scene of the Central Plains and saw themselves galloping on that land.

"When our cavalry goes south, the prosperity of the Central Plains will be in my hands!" A Xiongnu leader said with great pride.

His words resonated with everyone present, and they all waved their weapons and let out loud shouts.

"The fine wines, delicacies, and countless gold and silver treasures of the Central Plains are all waiting for us to enjoy."

Another leader's eyes flashed with greed, as if he had seen his luxurious life in the Central Plains.

However, the Central Plains is not as simple as they imagined.

"Great Chanyu!"

A warrior roared: "The Qin people in the Central Plains are so cunning. Why don't we just send our troops south and flatten the Central Plains with our iron cavalry?"

Shan Yu glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice: "Stupid! The Central Plains is not comparable to our grassland. If you rush southward, you may be annihilated."

The counselor slowly said: "What the Great Shan Yu said is true. We need to think long term and formulate a careful plan before we can decide the matter in one fell swoop."

Shan Yu nodded, his eyes looking deeply: "Pass my orders, gather troops, and strengthen training. When the time is right, it will be the day when I, the Huns, will march south to the Central Plains!"

All the warriors agreed in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

They knew that the orders of the Great Chanyu could not be disobeyed, and it was their mission and glory to go south to the Central Plains.

(End of this chapter)