Ma'am help, the general is in trouble again

The ground that had just snowed was slippery and easy to fall. Even the cooks did not dare to rush into the car to deliver food. They only waited for the rain and snow to stop before moving.

But Zheng Quchi ignored it and arrived at the rear camp as quickly as possible. As soon as he reached the cordon, he saw a busy scene inside.

She didn't ride a horse because she was afraid of slipping and causing an accident on the road, so she ran. She ran all the way and didn't even have time to take a breath before she was in a hurry to find someone.

It didn't take long for her to find it, but Fu Rong had stayed up all night, with a pale face, and was directing people to do things not far away.

"No, spread the oilcloth after the grease is applied. Be careful and pour slowly..."

They burned the collected resin into a liquid form with fire and slowly brushed it between the gaps in the wood at the bottom of the Black Bear truck. This was the first layer of protection. They then spread a layer of oilcloth inside the truck to prevent seepage for the second time, and finally moved it towards the truck. Pour water inside.

Every truck is equipped with oilcloth, and the so-called oilcloth is actually cotton cloth brushed with a layer of cooked tung oil. After the cooked tung oil dries quickly, it can be windproof and rainproof.

Nowadays, the role of oilcloth has become another form of insulation material, and the carriage is used as a container to hold water.

"Fu Rong."

Zheng Quchi raised his arms and called him.

When Fu Rong heard Zheng Quchi's voice, he immediately turned around to look for her. When he saw her standing behind him dripping with sweat, he hurried up to meet her.

"Madam? You're here. I'm almost ready."

Zheng Quchi patted him on the shoulder and praised: "Well done, I saw it all. How about it, is there no problem?"

"No problem, come and take a look."

Fu Rong led her over to check and saw that a Black Bear carriage was sealed and filled with nearly half of the car's water. There was also smoke coming out, which was obviously hot water.

"Leak?"

"Basically it's okay, but it might spill a little if it's moved." Fu Rong said.

Zheng Quchi calmed down after hearing this. She squatted down and got into the bottom of the carriage. After a thorough inspection, she said: "No problem, it doesn't matter if you sprinkle some. The oilcloth is nailed to the wooden board, which is equivalent to a bag. If there is a bump, Seriously, at most it will leak out from the cracks in the door or window.”

"Everything is as the madam said. I'll be on my way after adding some grease."

"What about Ladle?"

Fu Rong turned his head and raised his chin in the same direction: "Here, it's done there. We were busy all night and cut a hundred or so pieces. The size is about the same as you told us." , If it’s not enough, let’s use a rice spoon to make up for it.”

The rice spoons used to cook rice in the military camp are not small, they are as big as a melon's head. After all, the rice spoons used to cook large pots of rice are small and can mix unevenly.

Zheng Quchi stepped forward and picked up a round ladle from the ground, which was bigger than her helmet. Although the craftsmanship was rough, she just took a piece of wood and hollowed it out, but time was tight and there was no need to pay attention to beauty, as long as it was practical.

She smiled with satisfaction.

"Very good. Although the quantity is not enough, it can still be used."

"Everything is almost ready. Now let's transport these to the front line?" Seeing Zheng Quchi squatting on the ground and counting the number of scoops, Fu Rong couldn't help but asked: "Madam, can you explain to me Why are we doing this?"

She was boiling water and scooping the water. If they were not fighting on the battlefield, he would have thought she wanted to take a bath.

Zheng Quchi didn't answer for a while. After she counted the number, she stood up and asked, "Fu Rong, did Wang Zebang and Brother Wei go to contain the other two groups of Beiyuan Army men?" Fu Rong was stunned by the question, and slowly He half-clapped and said: "...Yes."

"They haven't returned all night. I'm afraid the situation is not easy. If we can't solve it here, this battle will be in danger." She looked into the air and sighed.

Fu Rong asked: "What does Madam want to say?"

"I feel a little unsure now..." She scratched her hair and smiled bitterly: "For such an important matter, I just rely on the contents of some unofficial histories and some TV dramas I have watched in the past, just in case it doesn't work..."

What is the TV series?
Fu Rong didn't quite understand some of her words, but through her words he finally understood what she was thinking.

After all, the general's wife is only a twenty-year-old girl. No matter how smart and capable she is, she will still have moments of weakness and self-doubt, just because she is still a person with a strong sense of responsibility and a very upright moral outlook.

Not to mention her, every time these generals made a decision or implemented a strategy, they were very cautious. Just because of one wrong step, the lives of countless soldiers were sacrificed.

"Madam, if you don't try, it will definitely not work, but if you try, is it still possible?" He tried to explain to her.

When she heard this, she looked at him and listened to him continue.

"Those of us who go to the battlefield have long been aware that life and death are determined by fate. If everyone has absolute certainty before doing something, then no one will be willing to take the lead."

Zheng Quchi hesitated for a moment, but when a person is forced to the edge of a cliff, he doesn't want to compromise or die, so he can only fight alone.

"Well, you're right. If you don't try, it won't work. I should believe in myself and you."

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On the snow-covered plain with snowflakes flying all over the sky, soldiers from both sides clenched their weapons and rushed toward each other through the snow. When the soldiers finally came into contact, blood spattered on the cold snow.

The blood dyed the ground red, forming a shocking picture in the pure white.

The shouts of the soldiers and the clash of weapons resounded throughout the battlefield, the drums beat like thunder, and the tide of people seemed to be breaking through the shackles of the ice and snow.

The crossbows at the rear of the Ye army stalled due to the extremely cold weather and became dumb cannons, but the crossbow arrows were still usable. However, facing the copper wall made of the "iron horse" in front of them, their attack strategy obviously no longer worked, at least without one. A comprehensive crushing from the beginning, victory is imminent.

With the slow but unstoppable movement of the "Iron Horse", its huge body is both a drumbeat for advancement and an absolute weapon for killing enemies.

In this fierce fighting, due to the addition of the "Iron Horse", the Ye Army was threatened. Once the opponent covered the Beiyuan Army and broke through the trench defense line, the Ye Army would inevitably be defeated.

So in order to block the opponent, they could only rely on the soldiers to use their bodies to block it. But when the swords struck, they could only hear the sound of metal hitting. The next second, screams continued to sound, cold light flashed, and blood splashed everywhere.

Their bodies were pierced by the sharp blade mechanism in the "iron horse" body, and they fell heavily. However, there was no fear in their eyes, only their attachment to the country and their desire for victory. Even at the last moment of their lives, they still wanted to wield weapons. Die with the enemy.

It's a pity that their enemy has never been a "human", but a machine made of iron. It is cold and powerful. Wherever it goes, it only leaves corpses everywhere.

"The iron horse made by everyone... is so powerful?" Pu Jiadi was shocked after seeing the performance of the iron horse on the battlefield.

A chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He couldn't imagine how he would respond if the enemy placed such a lethal weapon on the battlefield...

Although Hou Feiqing had heard of the "iron horse" invented by Gongshu Jiruo, this was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. This sight was also shocking.

"It can hide people in its belly and control them to move around. It can also mobilize its mechanisms to carry out massacres. It is difficult to destroy by external forces. It can also be used as a small fortress to hide troops and move secretly. This is simply an amazing invention." (End of Chapter)