He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 338: The Shame of the Border Army
It's not that the trip was in vain. With the addition of these deputy craftsmen, Qi the blacksmith and others will have an easier time.

However, they went to the blacksmith shop first and bowed to Jiang Lin, "Master Jiang, the steward ordered us to come and help. I wonder what we should do now?"

Jiang Lin looked up and saw them, and said with a smile: "Master, Master Yuan, you are not outsiders, there is no need to be so polite. Everything has been arranged, you can go to Master Qi to see if there is anything you can do to help."

"Yes."

Jiang Lin said there was no need to be so polite, but Yuan Gaohao and others didn't think so.

The Lord Jiang in front of us is a famous figure in the Ministry of Works, to whom even the Shangshu and the Shilang have to show respect. His Majesty has personally rewarded him with things, so who dares to neglect him?

Even Zhao Yankui, the master, has to give enough face in front of others.

If you want to talk about personal relationships, you can only do it in private.

Several assistant forges immediately entered the blacksmith shop and found Blacksmith Qi. These were all trivial matters and were not within Jiang Lin's scope of concern.

Things have been arranged, and the rest depends on how the subordinates do it.

Well done, reward.

If you do not do well, you will be punished.

He has always been a person who clearly distinguishes between rewards and punishments. He does not indulge anyone, nor does he deliberately target anyone.

In the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin’s main job at the moment is to forge weapons.

The main focus is on precious weapons, after all, they are to be provided to those military officers, and it is not good if the grade is too low.

Everyone knew that he could forge Xuan soldiers and even Yuan soldiers. If the blacksmith camp couldn't even produce a precious weapon, it would be difficult to explain to the border troops.

Miao Yonghuai, Song Ziyan and Sheng Yingchun were still practicing swinging swords.

Only when taking a break would he look towards the blacksmith shop or the small shop from time to time.

Everyone was busy and sweating profusely.

It was the first time they had seen the blacksmith camp so busy, and they all knew that a war was about to break out.

Miao Yonghuai looked at Old Man Wei and asked, "Grandpa Wei, if we are ready, will we go to war?"

"Fuck!" Old Man Wei answered simply and clearly.

When Jiang Lin first came to the Blacksmith Camp, he was reluctant to let him join the border army, and now these children are even more reluctant.

The border troops do not lack two or three such people. Having more or less of them will not affect the victory.

Miao Yonghuai said "oh" but was a little disappointed.

What's the point if you can't go to war?
This chubby kid is really fierce.

In comparison, Song Ziyan was much more stable and he didn't want to fight.

When your martial arts skills are improved, it would be great to go back and accompany your mother, punishing evil and promoting good, right?
As for Sheng Yingchun, she wielded the Mo Dao with an expressionless face, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.

For the next ten days, the blacksmith shop was busy with fire, hammering, quenching and sharpening from before dawn.

It was not until night fell, when many people had already gone to sleep, that they gradually finished their work and came back to eat.

The total rest time per day does not exceed three hours, and this includes the time for eating, resting, drinking water, peeing, and pooping.

It was of course very tiring. Some apprentices who had just arrived had never experienced such a scene before. They fainted in the high temperature and were carried out.

Even some blacksmiths were so tired that they didn't know which way was east, west or north.

During the last two days, many people were busy mechanically, like blacksmithing machines.

Jiang Lin's performance was naturally much better than theirs. If he only had to forge the precious weapons, it wouldn't be that tiring.

However, the weapons he produced alone were enough to match those of dozens of people, and they were of higher quality.

Most of the things that other blacksmiths can forge are of excellent standards, but only a few can be considered good quality.

Only the elite blacksmith team will obtain the pig iron made by Jiang Lin, and use it to create weapons of at least the second grade.

Those with more advanced skills can already use this pig iron to forge top-grade weapons.

No one would feel proud. Until now, anyone who still thinks that his skills are enough to make a top-grade weapon out of ordinary iron is simply crazy.

Without Jiang Lin's pig iron, their limit would be the lower eighth grade.

Even Yuan Bingqi, who has been studying the Hundred Refining Method, has only just reached the middle sixth grade through the method of the Hundred Refining Technique. He is still far from the upper grade and it is unknown whether he can reach it in this lifetime.

The entire Daqian Blacksmith Camp spent ten days in this busy atmosphere.

The northwestern frontier at this time.

Meng Shuai stepped onto the top of the mountain and looked far into the distance with a gloomy look.

Eight days ago, he led hundreds of border troops under his command to meet Marshal Hong.

General Hong was seriously injured. The arrow shot by the Ten-Feather Archer was too powerful and blew off half of his head.

Fortunately, Hong Shuai's real cultivation had already reached the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and he was only a step away from the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, so he was able to escape danger.

However, he was injured so badly that his combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

The Ten-Feather Archer led several Nine-Feather Archers, as well as dozens of Eight-Feather Archers, and hundreds of Seven-Feather Archers...

According to rough estimates, there are at least 200,000 people from Xiyi coming this time.

Although they are much smaller than the border troops in terms of numbers, the Western Barbarians are good at archery and can often shoot people to death with bows and arrows at a very long distance. Although the border troops are good at fighting, if they don't fight you in close combat, you have no good way to deal with them.

If you chase them forcefully, you won't be able to catch up, and you will be beaten by them while you retreat, which is very passive.

Once you retreat, the Western Yi archers will pounce on you like jackals smelling blood.

During these eight days, the border troops lost at least hundreds of thousands of men, and their greatest achievement was a surprise attack led by two generals, which annihilated a group of reckless Western Yi archers, totaling about 6,000 men.

However, one of the generals was targeted by the Nine-Feathered Archer and shot dead on the spot.

The most crucial thing is that when they wanted to pursue the victory, hundreds of thousands of barbarians emerged from the wilderness in the north.

These barbarians have been entrenched in the north for many years, living with wild beasts and not being civilized.

They were well aware of the strength of the Daqian border troops, so they never dared to cross the line.

Now they suddenly appeared and cooperated with the Western Yi archers, acting as a solid shield.

Although the Daqian border troops are strong, these barbarians who ride on various wild beasts, wield simple stone tools and have immense strength are not to be trifled with.

In a head-on confrontation, the border troops were not afraid due to the power of their battle formations.

But don't forget, there are still 200,000 Western archers over there.

One round of salvo would cause at least tens of thousands of casualties.

The completely disproportionate casualty ratio forced General Meng to lead his troops into the mountains and forests, relying on the terrain to temporarily block the advance of the Western Barbarians and the barbarians.

"I don't know how Emperor Taizu drove out the Western barbarians back then. These damn bandits are really difficult to deal with." A general said gritting his teeth.

The general who was shot dead had known him for decades. The two of them were once in the same border army camp. They supported each other all the way from sergeant to captain, then to garrison commander, lieutenant general, and general.

I didn't expect that we would be separated forever in the northwestern frontier.

"We were careless. We didn't expect that after so many years of recuperation, Xiyi has cultivated so many archers with more than seven feathers." General Hong, with half of his head still dripping with blood, walked forward with a pale face.

His eyes were filled with resentment, and he said, "If I had known this would happen, I would have crossed the chasm and wiped them out long ago!"

As one of the seven marshals of the border army, although his cultivation was slightly inferior to that of the others, it was a shame for him to be injured like this.

Especially the border troops are now in a situation where they can neither fight nor retreat, which makes them feel extremely aggrieved.

But what can we do? It would be easier to fight without the barbarians, but now we are in a dilemma.

Meng Shuai also had a gloomy expression on his face. His aura always remained at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, and he was alert and attentive to the movements around him.

The Ten-Feather Archer hid in the dark and did not show up, making his pair of iron fists useless.

"The simultaneous appearance of the Western Barbarians and the barbarian soldiers this time is definitely not normal. There must be someone behind this," said General Meng.

This is an obvious thing. Without someone's orders, how could the Western Yi and the barbarians dare to attack Daqian easily?

A trace of worry flashed across Commander Meng's eyes, and he said, "With the terrain and nearly two million border troops, it's no problem to stop the Western Barbarians and the barbarians, but I'm afraid that Commander Ling will also cause trouble."

"Ling Shuai?" Hong Shuai was slightly startled, then reacted and asked, "Are you saying that Da Chen and Daliang will take the opportunity to counterattack?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "Dachen and Daliang have been attacked deep into their hinterland. Even if they want to counterattack, their chances are slim. But don't forget, there are still several dynasties around Dachen and Daliang."

Hong Shuai was stunned, and then his heart sank.

Under normal circumstances, the Daqian border army has the power to destroy a country, and no one dares to show up at this time.

But the problem is, even the Western barbarians and the barbarian soldiers have come, can the other dynasties really endure it?
Once they get the news here, they might really unite and send troops north.

Although General Ling also has nearly two million border troops under his command, including hundreds of camps under General Yu.

However, if they were to face the three prosperous dynasties and the remnants of Dachen and Daliang at the same time, they would probably be unable to do so.

"Fortunately, we still have 300 camps that have not moved, so we can still cope with it for the time being." said Meng Shuai.

"For the time being?" Marshal Hong asked, "Does Marshal Meng think that there are other people who want to get involved?"

The westernmost part of Daqian is a boundless ocean. No enemies have ever been seen coming, nor have they ever heard of any dynasty-level forces in the sea.

To the far east is the Great Snow Mountain. It is said that behind the snow mountain, some sects that believed in gods and men established a country, but the mountain is too high and too cold.

For hundreds of years, no one in Daqian has been able to cross the Great Snow Mountain, and no one has ever been seen coming from the other side of the Great Snow Mountain.

Theoretically, there should be no more enemies.

The only worry may be the powerful clans within the organization.

But three million border troops are enough to suppress these powerful clans who dare not act rashly.

Marshal Meng didn't know what to say. He was the most senior commander in the border army and had seen a lot.

He felt a little uneasy at the moment. The sudden appearance of the Western Yi archers and barbarians made him feel as if some huge threat was about to befall Daqian.

What will it be?
At this time, a messenger came running over and said, "Marshal Meng, Marshal Hong, a secret report has been sent from Kyoto City. Please review it."

Meng Shuai received the secret report, opened it and took a look, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Three words came out of his mouth.

"Xuanjiandao!"

(End of this chapter)