In the tunnel where the underground foundry is located, the red stove burned.

When he heard someone coming, the blacksmith, known as "Lao Han", put down the big hammer in his hand and greeted: "Put your weapons yourself, don't think you have any credit, you can shout here."

"Where will I tell you, those guys in the Third Camp, I have no good impression of them. Last time, a few people came to steal two taels of wine. Do you know that it was saved by me holding back the greed in my stomach for several days."

Chen Xi gave two taels of wine to the frontline soldiers every day, while the soldiers in the rear were one tael of wine for two days. After all, there was not much wine in the city. Even if the soldiers urgently needed wine to keep warm, Chen Xi could not produce too much for a while.

This batch of wine was snatched from the Tatars, and was a very high-quality spirit. It was different from the wine that the Ming Dynasty was used to drinking, and it was even more spicy.

Blacksmiths are responsible for technical work, and they can receive three or two wine a day, but not everyone is good at it. In addition, the blacksmiths work by the red-burning stove at any time, wearing a layer of sweat-absorbing clothes every day, so they don’t need to keep the cold, so they naturally cannot drink so much spirited wine. They drink a lot of water, making the craftsman with a skill the most popular person in the army.

There is no need to go to the front line to die, and you can still drink strong wine. The soldiers and civilians who know how to use carpenters, irons, build and make bricks and tiles to jump out and get work from Chenxi.

These blacksmiths who are responsible for building weapons are particularly flattering and will give some things that come from the battlefield to touch their pockets as gifts. In addition to being able to exchange them for spirits, they also hope to be more attentive when building and repairing weapons, so that they can save their lives when they go to the battlefield.

"You don't drink much yourself, so you can't be a little cheaper for your brothers?"

The tall soldier reached out and wanted to pick up the wine pot on the wooden table, ready to enjoy his appetite. Who knew that before he could reach it, he was driven away by Han Blacksmith with a red iron rod.

"Do you, the son of the turtle, want to kill someone?"

The tall soldier seemed very dissatisfied and shouted angrily with wide eyes.

Blacksmith Han glared at him: "What if I kill an unconscious stupid donkey like you?"

The soldiers in the Jing camp came from all over the world, with more soldiers in the north and Guanzhong, but different regions were different, so different factions naturally formed in the army.

They have different accents, and it is actually difficult to understand the meaning when speaking, because people these days are generally uneducated, and the government has not vigorously promoted Mandarin. In addition, there is a lack of carriers such as radio and television that can make people learn by themselves through daily ears. Those who know can also have a few daily words. If you don’t know, you can only speak in your own local accent. Nine out of ten sentences can’t understand.

The people next to him quickly persuaded the two of them to get rid of. Now that the battle is imminent, there is no need for their own people to be so stalemate.

The tall man knew that he was stealing alcohol and walked out of the foundry and came to the corner of the tunnel... He was worried that Lao Han would hold grudges, so he secretly stumbled when repairing weapons, so he simply avoided it by himself. But others did not go far away and stayed nearby to eavesdrop on their own.

The officers and soldiers of the same team started chatting with Lao Han and a few blacksmiths. They talked about their salary and the wife at home. Some even talked about how their sons were naughty, how they were going to be naughty, how they were going to get up trees to touch birds and eggs to the river to catch fish, etc.

The tall man was jealous of his eyes and threw a straw on the ground, cursing: "Don't show off, my wife can have a few babies when she turns back, no worse than yours!"

A new recruit inside laughed and joked: "Boss Liu, didn't you say that the wife at home is not strong enough and gave birth to three daughters for you..."

The tall man wanted to hide outside before. When he heard such words involving "personal attack", he picked up the shoulder pole next to him and rushed into the tunnel where the foundry was located, greeting the gossiping recruit Danzi.

No one came to persuade him this time because everyone could see that he was just a mess, but the tall man was unyielding, as if he had to teach the new recruit a lesson.

"Boss Liu, you are really capable. You beat your brother so hard. When you were in the capital, you didn't see you beat your wife so hard..."

The recruit egg, who was hit by a shoulder pole on his butt, protested dissatisfiedly while circled the stove.

Most people these days are uneducated, and men who have become married mostly have a strong machismo style. Once they are angry outside or have a fever, they will inevitably beat their wives and children. Those who are in the army are no exception. They also like to compete for who can manage their own wives and children more properly.

"Stop making trouble."

At this time, the veteran came back from the cottage and greeted loudly, "Mr. Shen is here!"

Since entering Tumu Fort, Chenxi has not been patrolling the city once or twice, and even formed a normal state. Whenever Chenxi has time, he will go to the middle and lower-level officers and soldiers to understand the suffering, know what everyone has to do, and solve it in a timely manner.

"Mr. Shen."

"Mr. Shen!"

After seeing Chenxi, soldiers from nearby tunnels gathered in groups.

The second-rank imperial officials are very rare these days. After counting, there will be no more than twenty in the country. In the future, they will be at least at the level of members of the Politburo.

Chen Xi is the highest commander of Tumu Fort at this moment, which is a key figure in whether all the officers and soldiers can go home safely to meet their wives and children. So now the officers and soldiers are particularly interested in meeting Chen Xi and confirming whether the young commander has the confidence to take them home.

Chen Xi entered the foundry and came to several officers and soldiers of the first battalion. Chen Xi frowned and looked at the tall soldier who was messy in chasing the new recruits' eggs, and shouted coldly: "Look at what you look like, pay attention to your appearance!"

The tall man was very arrogant before, but now when he saw Chen Xi, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he quickly saluted: "Yes, sir."

Chen Xi's vision did not stay on a person for too long, and soon turned to someone else. While the tall man was tidying up his clothes, he felt disappointed. He thought that Chen Xi could see his hard work, but who knew that Chen Xi only saw his embarrassed appearance, and secretly complained that he was embarrassed in front of the admirers.

The one who accompanied Chen Xi to inspect this time was Zhang Yong, the military inspector who had been teased by the tall man. At this moment, Zhang Yong looked tired and followed Shen Xi, looking around with impatient face.

Chen Xi and Zhang Yong represent the court.

In Shen Xi's opinion, inspections should not be perfunctory, and soldiers should not feel that the commander is just dealing with official duties, so try to make themselves look approachable.

"Mr. Shen, why are you running around in the city? The army is busy with everything, and the Tartars outside the city will attack the city at any time. Are you not anxious?"

Zhang Yong could not understand Chen Xi's loose mentality, so he kept asking questions, hoping to get some useful information from Chen Xi.

Chen Xi smiled and comforted: "Eunuch Zhang, why are you anxious? Now we should be anxious not, but the Tatars outside the city. The Tatars are worried about how to break through our iron walls."

Zhang Yong said disdainfully: "Why do you say that a small city is a wall? The Tatars only need to gather tens of thousands of troops and rush up from all directions in the east, west, south, north and north. In less than half an hour, the Tumu Fort will be lost. At that time, you and I will be in a different place. Do you believe it? "

Chen Xi smiled but said nothing. In his opinion, Zhang Yong was the type who would always only be ambitious and destroy his own might. He said it as if the defense line of Tumu Fort was vulnerable. In fact, in Shen Xi's opinion, even if the Tatars attacked in full, Tumu Fort could still be held for three or five days, because the Tatars were not as strong as they imagined.

He answered Yun Liu for this question.

If the Tatars move in full force, they may be able to capture the Tumu Fort, but the cost will be extremely huge. Chen Xi asked himself that even if the Tumu Fort cannot be prevented from being lost in the end, it would cause the Tatars to suffer 20,000 or 30,000 troops.

Chen Xi believed that Dayan Khan Batumonk and the Tatar national savage Yismain could see this. There were not many people on the grassland, and in addition, they had paid a huge price to capture Zhangjiakou Fort and Xuanfu Town before. If too many troops were lost in Tumu Fort, it would affect the next attack on the Great Wall Neiguan and the capital.

Therefore, the Tatars would not spend too much money to attack Tumu Fort, but would choose to attack tentatively. Once they were determined that Tumu Fort could not be conquered in a short period of time, they would likely divide their troops to continue to go to Juyong Pass, leaving some troops to continue to garrison.

"Eunuch Zhang, if you are tired, you can go back and rest first. I will go to the prisoner-of-war camp next..."

Chen Xi was annoyed by Zhang Yong's nagging. At this time, the person he wanted to meet was the captive female Tatar general Huo Ling, a woman with a deep relationship with Chen Xi. Unfortunately, Huo Ling's judgment on the situation was like a ignorant person. Even though she had a certain mind and force, she had to fail in the cunning Chen Xi.

Zhang Yong made up his mind and said, "Mr. Shen, don't think of being a deserter in front of the formation. Our family is here to tell us where you are going, and our family will never leave us!"

Chen Xi shook his head: "Please do whatever you want!"
Chapter completed!