Second Sister Nongmen has space

Armor-piercing helmets look majestic and sound nice, but they are actually hard to wear.

It is cold in winter and hot in summer and heavy, so soldiers can't wear it until they go into battle.

If the inside can be improved, the wearer will feel better.

Song Liyun said: "You see, this woolen cloth is warmer and more insulated than the coarse cloth you wear. What would happen if all the Zhenbei Army's winter clothes were replaced with this?"

Zhao Tingduo is an expert, just touching the wool in his hand, he can understand the difference.

He hurriedly flipped through the wool a few times, looking at the patterns on it that were obviously different from the Di clan's spinning method, he asked, "Where did this cloth come from? How much can you buy?"

His first reaction was to follow his Di Clan soldiers.

In the past two years, more than a dozen games have been fought, and fifty soldiers have lost six of them. He wants to let the rest of the tribe enjoy the best things.

Song Liyun said: "This is the sample just sent by Wan Guanshi. I want to discuss with you to provide the wool raw materials on the grassland to Wanjia, and then buy this woolen cloth for the military camp."

Zhao Tingduo's eyes were sharp: "It's to earn the military salary of the Zhenbei Army..."

"Businessmen can't get up early without profit, and it's not just about making money. You and the Garrison are clear about the benefits it can bring."

Song Liyun is a businessman. In business, if the combat power is to be improved, the Zhenbei Army must also earn money.

The importance of generals is self-evident as the combat power in the army increases.

Zhao Tingduo thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll tell my elder brother about this, but the clan soldiers must be equipped first."

The first thing he thought of was his own people.

"Naturally, and I have already told Guanshi Wan to order another batch of high-quality silk to be used as the lining of the armor, so that the wool will not prick the flesh."

"Good silk? Can't we use cotton cloth? Our rough skin is not afraid of being pricked!"

Zhao Tingduo was a little bit distressed about money, and the price of wool could barely be the same as that of cotton jackets, but silk was not cheap.

You can't replace it with a higher price just because it looks good and doesn't hurt your flesh. Men who go to the battlefield are not afraid of suffering.

Song Liyun smiled and was about to speak, but her smile froze suddenly, she slowly turned her head to look at Zhao Tingduo, frowned and asked, "What is the lining of your armor?"

Hearing her strange question, Zhao Tingduo raised his eyebrows and said, "Just like everyone else, it's all made of fabric."

Zhao Tingduo's armor was given by Zhao Tinglei, a total of [-] sets, under the control of the Ministry of Industry, his armor is naturally the same as everyone else's, only cleaned.

Song Liyun's expression changed instantly. She hugged Zhao Tinglei and murmured, "I'm sorry, I actually forgot such a big thing!"

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Tingduo patted her on the back.

I'm doing fine, why did I say I'm sorry for no reason!

"Quick, take out your suit of armor and let me see it! I need it urgently!"

Song Liyun immediately urged Zhao Tingduo to get his armor.

What is this for?
What is this for?
Not only Zhao Tingduo didn't understand what Song Liyun was going to do, but Song Dekui and Lin Qingyuan who were next to him were also attracted.

Soon, leather cow legs were tied to two wooden pillars in the martial arts arena in the side courtyard where Lei Ziying's guards lived.

Zhao Tingduo personally covered the corbel's legs with the leather armor worn by the sergeants.

Still like a human being, a coarse cloth cloak to protect against wind and sand is covered over the leather armor.

The seven or eight guards who stayed in the city lord's mansion surrounded them and pointed at the cow legs. …

Someone asked Fang Zheng, who was holding a small notebook: "Old Fang, what is the young master doing? You have to use a calf's leg as a target for archery practice!"

This is a soldier of the Di tribe from the Wuda tribe.

Fangzheng said mysteriously: "You will know in a while, the young lady is going to get us a baby!"

"What baby?"

"Let's talk! Tell me! Lao Fang, you didn't have such a hidden temperament before, why now you are in charge of the warehouse, and you are not learning well!"

"What does the third son want us to do with the beef leg?"

This is the sergeant of Leizi Battalion.

Seeing that Fangzheng was pretending to be mysterious, the sergeants around him were very anxious. If Zhao Tingduo was not there, they would have grabbed the books to see what was written on them.

In fact, Fangzheng didn't know what to do, just now Song Liyun hurried to the warehouse and asked him to bring out the best silk.

Song Liyun had these things before, and in the dowry that Lord An Guo sent, there was even a horse as a tribute.

It's just that when he watched the young lady tear the piece of silk into several pieces and sew them into the inner lining of the leather armor, his heart seemed to be torn in two.

Fangzheng is in charge of the warehouse now, and he knows the price of each item clearly.

What the young lady tore was a piece of silk worth ten taels of silver, so it was easily torn apart and put into the nail plate.

The effect is good.

A piece of leather armor is yellow-brown leather armor on the outside, but bright white silk on the inside, it looks like the whole armor is shining.

It's just that the young lady's poor sewing skills, I'm really embarrassed to mention it.

He couldn't tell the truth, he vaguely pointed at Zhao Tingduo who was adjusting his position, and said, "You guys will see the city lord's arrow technique later."

"Fuck you, old Fang, do you still need to look at the third son's arrow technique? Everyone knows that it is a perfect shot! He is the best archer in the camp, only Qi Rong and others can compare."

"Hey, don't talk, just look!"

A few people here are still chattering around Fang Zheng, while on the other side, Zhao Tingduo and Song Liyun are ready.

Zhao Tingduo motioned to Fangzheng, and took out two arrows from the quiver.

There was a sudden silence on the field, and everyone stared at the young master.

Zhao Tingduo was less than fifty steps away from the stake, so there was no pressure to hit the target at such a short distance.

I saw him raise his hand... let go, and with two swishes, the long arrow hit the stake.

Zhao Tingduo walked over, and Fang Zheng quickly trotted over with a small notebook in his hands.

Others also swarmed around.

The long arrows have already torn the coarse cloth outside, pierced deeply through the leather armor,
Zhao Tingduo casually lifted off the leather armor on the left, and the arrow inside pierced a hole in the cotton cloth and penetrated deeply into the cow's leg.

"Fangzheng, pull out the arrow!"

Fangzheng agreed, stuffed the book into the hands of the sergeant next to him, and drew the arrow with his hands free.

After a while... without pulling it out, he quickly looked at Zhao Tingduo: "Third Young Master, you've caught the bone!"

The arrow shot so deep that it almost pierced the cow's leg. The arrow's barb hooked the bone, and before it could be taken out, the cracking sound of the bone inside was heard.

Zhao Tingduo frowned slightly, this is how badly the arrow hurt.

The so-called arrow wounds are not only caused by the sharp arrows piercing the flesh, but even the heart is hit in a thousand miles. The main death is the undercut specially made on the arrow.

In this way, when the arrow enters the meat, it will hook the bone and the surrounding muscles, making it impossible to pull it out. The only way is to cut off the arrow shaft first, and let the doctor operate to remove the arrow.

If you want to forcibly pull it out, it will scratch the muscles and bones inside, which will make you miserable and even leave you permanently disabled.

If it is serious, the blood vessels and nerves will be cut off, and you will escape on the spot.

On the battlefield where there is no medical treatment, arrows cannot be taken out quickly, and blood loss is also the cause of battle damage.

Zhao Tingduo remembered what Song Liyun said, and said in a deep voice, "Use the old method to get the arrow!"

Fangzheng switched hands, pulled out a small silver knife from the sleeve, and started digging arrowheads out of the beef shank along the root of the arrow shaft.