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

Chapter 424 Do You Know How to Forge Iron?
"Three major sects?"

"Jueyuan Taoism, Xuanhua Taoism, and Xujian Taoism are all well-known Taoist sects." Ma Ningyan said.

Jiang Lin was stunned when he heard this, as he was very familiar with the names of these three major sects.

Jiang Lin subconsciously asked, "This place...could it be Daqian?"

"Daqian? What Daqian?" Ma Ningyan asked in confusion.

Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask, "What is the name of the current dynasty?"

"Jingtian Dynasty." Ma Ningyan replied.

Hearing the name of this completely unfamiliar dynasty, Jiang Lin didn't know whether to feel relieved or a little regretful.

At this time, there was a knock on the gate.

"It should be Uncle Xu and the others who are back. I'll go open the door!" said the young man Gu An Ning.

Not long after, he came in with several tall men.

Seeing Jiang Lin sitting there, several people stopped.

They have a strong aura and it's obvious that they are from the military. Their gestures and determined eyes as they walk are impossible to ignore.

Ma Ningyan quickly stood up and said, "Grandpa Hong, these are the guards who followed me when I escaped from Tiannan. Some of them joined later and are currently working with me."

Hearing Ma Ningyan's address, they all showed respect on their faces.

When they met Jiang Lin, they were still young men.

When they met again, Jiang Lin was still young, but they were already middle-aged.

"Greetings, Master Hong!" Several people bowed and saluted.

Although Jiang Lin was not their leader, since he was once Malu's guard and Jiang Lin was Malu's brother, they naturally did not dare to neglect him.

Jiang Lin vaguely remembered what they looked like before and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then he looked at Ma Ningyan and asked, "What do you think they are doing with you now?"

Ma Ningyan did not answer immediately, but waited until Gu An Ning closed the door before whispering, "It was not just Tiannan Prefecture that was destroyed that day. The area within a radius of thousands of miles was devastated."

The dynasty here is not very big, covering only a few states.

Originally, the country was peaceful and the people were safe, but on the day of natural disaster, many emperors were not spared.

If this happens, the world will be in chaos.

Each province and county governed itself independently and called itself the king's army.

The local powerful clans amassed huge wealth and took the opportunity to monopolize countless resources.

The current situation is not enough to describe the people's livelihood.

"Now there are rebel armies rising up in various places, hoping to restore order and bring order to the world."

Ma Ningyan said: "We are one of them."

Jiang Lin was stunned. The little girl who used to surround him and call him Grandpa Hong all the time, was now rebelling?

"Although we have fewer people, Uncle Xie and his men have spent all their wealth to recruit soldiers and provide weapons for us. They have also joined the Taoist sect and are now in a high position, so they can provide a lot of help."

"But so far, we haven't really started a rebellion yet. We are just waiting for a suitable opportunity to rise up!"

Listening to Ma Ningyan's narration, Jiang Lin always had an indescribable strange feeling.

The three great sects were rebelling, and I was a blacksmith...

If I remember correctly, this was the configuration when Emperor Taizu of Daqian started his army, right?
At this time, Ma Ningyan suddenly said, "Grandpa Hong, you are an extraordinary blacksmith. Ningyan has an unwelcome request, but I don't know if I should say it."

Jiang Lin looked at him and said in a strange tone: "You won't let me make weapons for you, will you?"

Ma Ningyan's eyes lit up: "Grandpa Hong is indeed very good at predicting things! This is what Ningyan thinks. At present, these weapons are still missing. If Grandpa Hong can help, we will have a better chance of success when we start the war!"

The guards who followed from Tiannan Mansion also hurriedly said: "Master Hong's blacksmithing skills are extraordinary, and that is obvious to all. If you can help, this matter will surely be accomplished!"

Looking at Ma Ningyan with anticipation on her face, Jiang Lin finally understood where his strange feelings came from.

Could it be that the world in [A Picturesque World] is a section of the real long river of history?
He thought about it carefully, and then asked, "Is this Jinzhou Lin'an Prefecture?"

"No, this is Fengluan City in Huaizhou of the Jingtian Dynasty." Ma Ningyan said, "If Grandpa Hong likes it, we can change the name to Jinzhou Lin'an Prefecture after we conquer it."

Jiang Lin suddenly felt a headache. Don’t just change whatever I say.

He looked at Gu An Ning, a handsome young man with bright eyes, who was looking at him curiously.

"If this is really a section of the long river of history, and it happens to be as I guessed, this kid... is the future Emperor Taizu of Daqian?"

"So, I am helping Emperor Taizu of Daqian?"

Jiang Lin was a little surprised.

I have heard of the title of the ancestor of blacksmiths for so many years, but it turns out that the so-called ancestor is actually myself?
However, all of this is just speculation at the moment, and whether it is true or not remains to be verified.

Jiang Lin asked some other questions, and Ma Ningyan told him almost everything she knew.

Previously, Ma Ningyan brought a dozen people from Tiannan Prefecture who followed her to engage in a small fight.

After a few games, he became somewhat famous, and now has about a thousand people under his command.

However, the powerful clans monopolized the resources, resulting in a severe shortage of weapons.

Although we found more than a dozen blacksmiths, even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice.

They especially wanted to launch an expedition, and the powerful clans and private armies in various places were all their enemies.

Without good weapons, these thousand men alone are not enough to fill the gaps in others' teeth.

"Don't you know how to practice?" Jiang Lin asked.

"Didn't I say that the powerful clans have monopolized the resources, and even the methods of cultivation have been taken away or destroyed by them."

"Besides, cultivation requires talent, and there are not so many people with good talents." Ma Ningyan said.

Jiang Lin's heart moved, and he subconsciously wanted to say that he knew a way that did not require too much talent to enable people to unleash their great potential.

Daqian battle formation!

But if this thing is thrown out, it seems to be closer to history.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Have you heard of the battle formation?"

"Battle formation? What is a battle formation?" Ma Ningyan asked.

"Ten people form a formation. The more people there are, the stronger the power. Even if their cultivation is not worth mentioning, the combined power is enough to shock the world." Jiang Lin said.

"Never heard of it." Ma Ningyan shook her head.

A guard beside him suddenly asked, "Master Hong, do you know this strange method? Can you tell us? If we can have such a battle formation, we will definitely be invincible!"

Ma Ningyan's eyes lit up and she quickly looked at Jiang Lin.

Although she didn't say anything, her eyes said it all.

Jiang Lin said: "I only know this kind of battle formation, but I don't know how to practice it."

"This..." The guard was suddenly a little disappointed.

The young man Gu An Ning at the side suddenly said: "Grandpa may be able to tell us the specific details of the battle formation. Uncle Xu and the others may be able to figure it out on their own."

Jiang Lin turned to look at him with a strange expression.

You kid, you want to be the Emperor Taizu, right?
Ma Ningyan gently pulled his sleeve and pleaded, "Grandpa Hong, Ningyan knows you don't like killing. But the people of the world are waiting for the rain. We are not fighting for power and profit, but to save the people from danger."

"If grandpa were still alive...he would probably do the same."

Jiang Lin fell silent. Would Malu do this?

Maybe, although the child was naughty when he was young and lost his original intention for a while when he grew up, he finally returned to the right path after he got older. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Lin sighed.

"Forget it, forget it... Even if I really got into this mess, it's my own fault."

Jiang Lin did not hesitate any longer and described in detail the Daqian battle formation he had seen.

"This battle formation gathers the strength of everyone. Anyone can join the formation regardless of their cultivation level."

"It seems that the Qi is connected and the thoughts are connected."

"It is divided into two categories: combat and defense, which are further divided into..."

During the description, everyone listened attentively, afraid of missing a single word.

It wasn't until Jiang Lin told them everything he knew that they remained in shock for a long time, with their eyes showing a look of enlightenment.

This is something that has never appeared in this world. It doesn’t seem complicated, but if no one reminds it, it will probably be difficult to appear on its own.

Ma Ningyan was the first to come back to her senses. She glanced at the others and said in a deep voice, "If this formation can be understood, it will be a powerful weapon. It must not be passed on to others!"

"Yes!" Several people responded quickly.

Ma Ningyan looked at Jiang Lin again and asked, "Grandpa Hong, what about forging weapons..."

Jiang Lin sighed and said, "Since I've given you the battle formation, how can I not make weapons for you? Just do everything you can."

"However, I have a request."

Ma Ningyan hurriedly said, "Grandpa Hong, please tell me. Let alone one request, even if there are a hundred, I will definitely do whatever I can!"

"It's not as scary as you think." Jiang Lin turned to look at Gu An Ning and asked, "Can you write?"

"Yes." Gu An Ning nodded and said, "My mother taught me to read and write since I was young, but she didn't allow me to take the imperial examination."

"What's the point of taking an exam in troubled times? If you pass, you will just end up being an accomplice to the evil." Ma Ningyan said.

"Fame and fortune are indeed not important, but since you can write, just bring a pen and paper," Jiang Lin said.

Gu An Ning quickly took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and after getting everything ready, he asked, "What does Grandpa want to write?"

Jiang Lin muttered, "Emperor Shun...what's his name? No one seems to have said it."

After a moment, he said, "Just write it... Future generations will see the writing as if I was there in person. Do not neglect the person who holds the writing."

Gu An Ning looked at Jiang Lin blankly, not quite understanding the purpose of writing this.

"Who is Grandpa Hong writing to?" Ma Ningyan asked curiously.

Jiang Lin said: "Someone you don't know very well."

Soon, Gu An Ning finished writing.

Jiang Lin said: "Add your name."

Gu An Ning was stunned: "My name?"

"Correct."

Ma Ningyan and others were confused by the meaning. Was this written for Gu An Ning's descendants to read?
Gu An Ning did not ask any more questions and wrote his name below as he was told.

Jiang Lin suddenly said, "Add a few more words to it, and you must kneel down and worship this person. You must not violate it."

Everyone looked strange when they heard this, but when they thought about Gu An Ning's descendants, meeting Jiang Lin was like meeting their ancestor, so kneeling three times and kowtow nine times was the norm and not too surprising.

After finishing writing, Jiang Lin took the paper and put it in his arms.

In fact, he knew in his heart that when he left, he might not be able to take the paper with him.

But what if?
What if he really brought him back, and Gu An Ning was really the Taizu Emperor of Daqian.

When this paper is brought before Emperor Shun, will the old emperor still dare to talk to him in a long-winded way?
Thinking of the majestic and domineering Emperor Shun kneeling before him, Jiang Lin felt an indescribable sense of comfort.

I have knelt so many times in response to the imperial edict, so it’s not too much to ask His Majesty the Emperor to kneel once, right?

Of course, all this is based on the premise that this is indeed a certain period in the long river of history. Otherwise, if the paper was given to Emperor Shun, that emperor would probably be beheaded.

"Where is the blacksmith shop? Take me there." Jiang Lin said.

Ma Ningyan was overjoyed and quickly took Jiang Lin out.

On the way to the blacksmith shop, Jiang Lin saw people who were almost starving to death on the roadside, as well as the arrogant children of the rich and powerful.

Ma Ningyan whispered, "These powerful clans are said to have existed for a thousand years, running parallel to the Taoist sect, and are deeply rooted."

"Even those dynasties have collapsed many times, but they are the only ones who can survive. It's really unfair."

“But these powerful clans are so powerful that they have almost no rivals unless they encounter a natural disaster like the one in Tiannan Prefecture.”

Jiang Lin glanced at the noble son who was walking away and said, "So your opponents are these people?"

"Not only them, but also private armies from all over the place." Ma Ningyan said.

Jiang Lin nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Soon, the group arrived at the blacksmith shop.

There are a dozen blacksmiths here, but they have nothing to do.

The powerful clans don't need them to make any weapons, and ordinary people who can't even afford to eat don't need them even more.

Although Ma Ningyan and the others needed it, they did not have the best materials.

Weapons made of ordinary pig iron have too many impurities. Not to mention the weapons of the powerful clans, even the weapons of private armies are inferior to them.

It breaks into pieces at the slightest touch, it's so brittle it's scary.

All the blacksmiths who were bored and dozing with straw in their mouths were woken up.

Seeing Ma Ningyan and the burly Jiang Lin beside her, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Who is this……"

Jiang Lin waved his hand and said, "No need to introduce, let's talk about what you can build first."

"They are just making ordinary weapons." Ma Ningyan led Jiang Lin to the stove nearby and picked up a long sword that had already been made.

Jiang Lin took it and glanced at it.

[Long sword of extremely poor quality, with 549 defects in total]

This evaluation, unsurprisingly, has so many flaws that it's frightening.

Even the apprentices at Daqian Blacksmith Camp might be better than this.

Jiang Lin shook his head. How could such a weapon be used in combat?

If you cut too much vegetables, the blade will probably become blunt.

"I'll do the ironwork now, and you all just watch." Jiang Lin said.

Many blacksmiths didn't know who he was, but since he was brought by Ma Ningyan, he should have some skills, so they gathered around to watch.

Jiang Lin opened the furnace door and put in the charcoal fire.

Although he cannot use his cultivation, his skills are still there.

The fire quickly grew, the temperature soaring to the point where even standing a few meters away made one sweat all over.

Seeing Jiang Lin throwing a piece of pig iron into the furnace, a blacksmith couldn't help but say: "With such a high temperature, I'm afraid the pig iron will be burned and it will be difficult to make weapons."

Jiang Lin glanced at him and said, "Do you know how to forge iron?"

"Stand still by the side."

"Watch well and study hard."

(End of this chapter)