Vol 17 Chapter 913: Song of Ice and Fire (1)

At the beginning of March, the southwest front line, the battle marks did not fade.
After noon, the sky was a little overcast. The war in Wangyuan Bridge has passed a day. Both sides are in a subtle atmosphere that has never been seen before. The battle report of Wangyuan Bridge is like a cold water falling on the head of the Jurchen. The Chinese army is watching the cold water. Will produce the desired results.
Too strong a stimulus can cause unpredictable reactions. To deal with deserters, what is needed is the decisiveness of chasing after the poor; in the face of trapped beasts, the hunter has to step back and open a more secure shelf.
There are still strangles in the mountains of the sky, and the front line of Shiling is quiet. The shells blasted the ground into black, and the atmosphere was still lingering. On the confrontation line, there was a team of people on each side. Two simple chairs and wooden tables were placed on the open space, and a small pergola was set up. Both sides carefully Checked the various things and the condition of the nearby ground.
After the return of Yan Zonghan's reply, it is doomed that this day will be loaded with the history of the future. Although there are many persuaders on both sides, reminding Ning Yi or Zong Han to guard against each other's sinister tricks, and think that such a meeting is really not necessary, but in fact, after Zonghan's reply, the whole matter has been finalized. There is no room for change.
"I pretended to invite him to meet, he promised, and I said that I did not dare to go. Not very good. I also want to face, can not afford to lose this person."
Ning Yi in the Huaxia Army, so smiled and refused all exhortations. There is a similar situation in the Jurchen military camp.
The time of the meeting was two o'clock in the afternoon of the day (two o'clock in the afternoon). After the two guards checked the surrounding conditions, the two sides agreed to bring one person to participate in the meeting. Ning Yi took the senior staff of the army, Lin Qiu, who wanted to follow it, but the negotiation was not just a few words. The high-level negotiations were often handled by many details. Accompanied by Lin Qiu.
Since the Huaxia Army has slightly gained the upper hand at this time, it is worried that the other party may have impulsiveness, and both the secretary and the defender will put the responsibility on Linqiu, which makes the Linqiu, which has always been capable of doing things, quite nervous. Even several times and people promise that if they are at a critical juncture, they must protect Mr. Ning's safety with his own life. However, when he arrived, Ning Yi simply said to him: "It will not be dangerous, calm, and consider the next negotiation."
At this time, Ning Yi’s face was already serious, and it seemed to be alienated from everyone, but it was extremely majestic. He wore a military coat with black as the main body, and was escorted by the red escort. On the battlefield, only two guards were still in the vicinity of the center, and Zonghan and Gao Qing, who were wearing the generals of the generals, also came out from the camp there.
There is a tall wooden shelf between the camps of the Huaxia Army. Ning Yi and Lin Qiu walked past the location of the Guard, and then continued to move forward, as did Zong Han. When the two sides met under the central pergola, the tens of thousands of troops on both sides looked at the positions around the country.
Ning Yi looked at Zonghan and Gao Qing, and the other side is also looking at this side. The end of Yan Zonghan must be half-white. When he was young, he was a solemn face of the country. There was a murderousness between the eyebrows. When he was old, his murderousness turned more to majesty. His body shape was thick and heavy, and the hope was daunting. His face is haze, his cheekbones are extremely high, he is both literary and martial, and his life is like numbness. It has always been an opponent that makes the enemy smell chilly.
Ning Yi and Lin Qiu seem to be much younger than Zong Han and Gao Qing, who are like Hummer’s life and look like a tiger. Lin Qiu is a young military officer in the Huaxia Army. It belongs to the young and strong faction cultivated by Ning Yi. Although he is a staff officer, the style of the military is immersed in the bones. The pace is quite good, his hands are as loose as he is, facing the two golden countries that are ravaging the world. Pillars, Lin Qiu's eyes are full of vigilance, but more is a resolute need to not hesitate to rush to the other side.
Ning Yi’s look has no smile, but it does not appear to be tense, but only maintains the seriousness of nature. When he got close, his eyes swept across the faces of the two faces, and he spoke directly.
"Gold, Gao Qing, I finally saw you." He went to the table and looked at Zong Han, "Sit."
Zong Han walked to the table with his hands and opened the chair. Ning Yi took a two-finger bamboo tube from the pocket of his coat and pressed it on the table with two fingers. Zong Han came over and sat down, after which Ning Yi opened the chair and sat down.
"I have been beaten for more than four months, it is time to see you." Zong Han put his hands on the table, and there was a vicissitude in his eyes. "Ten years ago, if I knew you, I would not surround Taiyuan. It’s time to go to the beam."
Zong Han’s words were slightly hoarse, but at this moment, it looked like Chen Hao. The national war between the two sides has reached this level, involving millions of people's lives and deaths. The general trend of the world, the verbal contest does not have much meaning. Therefore, his first sentence recognized the value of Ning Yi and Hua Xiajun: If you can return to more than ten years ago, killing you is the top priority.
Ning Yi’s eyes looked at Zong Han, turned to Gao Qing, and then returned to Zong Han and nodded. The Gaoqing people over there smiled happily: "I came forward before I came here. When you take this opportunity to kill you, the things in the southwest can be solved. Later generations have a history book. They all say that Ning people are stupid and ridiculous. At this point, I have to do a single knife to go to the meeting - dead and shameful."
Ning Yi did not look at Gao Qing, sitting there for a moment, still looking at Zong Han: "... by a breath, for 30 years, you are old, lost this tone, can't do people... one year I think about it today, you will regret it, but not today. What you should worry about is the coup of the Chinese army. The rocket flew over there and fell on the heads of our four people. But I did this for prevention... Just right."
"I want to introduce you to one thing. It is called a water gun. It is a small bamboo." Ning Yi picked up the bamboo tube of the small root that was placed on the table. The rear of the bamboo tube is a wooden piston that can be pulled. Zonghan and Gaoqing There are doubts in the eyes. "The same thing that country children often play, put it in the water, pull the wood, in the water, and then push it, look at you. This is the basic principle."
Ning Yi placed the bamboo tube on the table, pushed it to the front, and then looked at the two. His face, except for seriousness, has no other expressions.
"Through the theory of geometry, the bamboo is replaced with something more sturdy, the driving force is changed into gunpowder, and the projectile is made. It has become a rifle in Wu Dynasty. The fire gun is flashy. First, the gunpowder is not strong enough. Secondly, the barrel is not strong enough. The shots that are played out will fly in a random way, meaningless compared to bows and arrows, and even hurt people by themselves."
"So we replaced the barrel with thick cast iron, even the refined steel, strengthened the power of the gunpowder, added more gunpowder, used it to shoot the projectile, and became the iron cannon you saw. The evolution of the science of literature is very simple, First, the power of the gunpowder explosion, that is, how much thrust can be provided by the wood behind the small bamboo tube, determines how strong such a thing is. Second, the bamboo tube can withstand the explosion of gunpowder, launching things out, more powerful, Farther, faster, and more capable of destroying your armor or even a shield."
He paused a little, and opposite Zonghan took the bamboo tube and looked at it. Then he said: "Ningren Tuo...Is there to teach me?"
The two sides are like extremely casual conversations. Ning Yi continued: "The study of geophysical studies, many times, is to study these two things, gunpowder is a spear, the material that can withstand the explosion of gunpowder is the shield, the strongest spear and the strongest The combination of shields, when the range of the squirt gun exceeds the bow and arrow, the bow and arrow will be withdrawn from the battlefield. Your large building will study the iron cannon, you will find unlimited gunpowder, the iron cannon will be blown up, the quality of the steel will determine you. How many cannons can be built, can you have an advantage on the battlefield?"
"In the process of exercising steel, we found a lot of rules, such as some steel is more brittle, some steel forging looks dense, in fact there are very small bubbles in the middle, easy to explode. When forging steel reaches a limit, you It takes hundreds of thousands of ways to break through it. Breaking through it may increase the distance of the rifle by five feet and ten feet, and then you will encounter another limit."
Ning Yi said that the corner of his mouth was slightly and nervously pulled, like laughing, but he looked awkward: "But unlike the bow and arrow, the bow and arrow have not increased too much range from invention to the present, steelmaking. Although they will encounter one limit after another, they can all break through, but they work very much, very fine, every limit spans, and even takes years, ten years, and every step, it will be strong. a little bit."
He paused.
"...From Xiao Canghe to today, what you see is only that we are leading you in these wonderful skills. You can rely on people to cross the lead in one step. But from the appearance of the sniper rifle from Baizhang, the distance is already Two steps, you are good, even Xi Yin, did not realize this. And to the Wangyuan Bridge, is the third step."
"You should have discovered this, and then you think, maybe after going back, you will create something like us, or find a way to cope, you can still have a way. But I can tell you, every step you see. There is at least a decade in the middle of the distance. Even if He Yin is fully committed to the development of his grand institution, he will still be able to make these things ten years later."
"In a very difficult environment, we have relied on the poor manpower and resources of Liangshan. We have taken these steps. Now that we are rich in the southwest and repulsed you, our situation will stabilize. Ten years later, this world will not be any more. There are Jin Guo and Jurchen."
The sky is still cloudy, and the wind is between the mountains. Ning Yi said this. Zong Han put down a small bamboo tube. He turned his head to see the Gaoqing people. Gao Qingyi also looked at him. Then the two Jinguo veterans began to laugh. Up, Ning Yi clasped his hands on the table, and the corner of his mouth gradually turned into an arc, and then he laughed. The three men laughed and kept, and Lin Qiu carried his hands and looked at Zong Han and Gao Qing.
"Ning Rentu said this, is it a handsome..."
After Yan Zonghan laughed and talked, Ning Yi’s finger knocked on the table and laughed:
The handsome man is laughing at me and talking in the empty mouth, is it? Hahahaha...

"Haha, it’s ridiculous to be scared by the Ning people."
"Hahaha, I will kill your son later."
"..."
Zong Han’s look was stiff for a moment, then he continued his laughter, and the smile gradually became a kill. Ning Yi stared at his eyes and laughed. After a long time, his smile stopped. His eyes were still looking at Zonghan. He pressed his finger on the small bamboo tube on the table and pushed it forward. One word.
"For more than a decade~EbookFREE.me~ tens of millions of people in the Central Plains, including the Xiao Cang River to the present, the blood stuck in your hands, you will put it back a little bit in desperate circumstances come back……"
"I give it to all of you."
Under the small pergola, Ning Yi’s eyes are just as murderous. Different from Zong Han’s imposing manner, Ning Yi’s killing and indifference are unusual. At this moment, the air seems to be pale by this indifference.
Under the pergola, they seemed to be divided into two poles of ice and fire in the eyes of the two.
Gao Qingshi moved slightly.
Lin Qiu stared at Gao Qing, and he moved slightly.
The confrontation lasted for a while. The sky is flowing and the grass is flowing.
I wanted to write a big chapter, but... this time, let's start with it.
(End of this chapter)