"Is Feng Zheng here?"

Ying Zheng looked at Feng Zheng, then looked at the people behind him, and was stunned, "Is this your servant?"

""Report to Your Majesty, that's exactly."

"Is this what you found the blacksmith?"

Ying Zheng thought to himself, I am going to see you smelter today. What are you looking for a bunch of servants to do?

"Report to Your Majesty, this is also the blacksmith I found..."

What?

Am I fucking?

That's it?

Ying Zheng saw it and was speechless and asked in confusion, "Why do you blacksmith look like you don't look strong?"

That's right, although the few people Feng Zheng led were not the kind of thin ones, they were really not considered particularly strong people.

Of course, this is also compared with others.

The blacksmiths that others found were either gray-haired and experienced people, but such an old man was still much stronger.

Or, that is extremely Kongwu, very suitable for making great efforts.

How can the few people Feng Zheng brings, they are not thin, but they are not particularly strong, but they can only be said to be, generally...

That's right, the word that can be used as an explanation is the word "general".

"Is this really a blacksmith?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help asking, "You guys have you been blacksmiths for how many years?"

"Report to Your Majesty..."

After hearing this, the people behind him quickly knelt down, "Three days..."

Hum... Hum?

Am I fucking?

Hearing these people's answers, Ying Zheng's face turned dark.

"Three days?"

Ying Zheng asked with his eyebrows down, "Is it three days or three years?"

"Report to Your Majesty, it's only three days..."

Feng Zheng's servant heard this and quickly said, "We followed the Marquis and learned to make a blacksmith for three days..."

Three days...

When Ying Zheng heard this, he looked speechless and turned his eyes to Feng Zheng, "Feng Zheng!"

He whispered, "It's just a mess! Don't you want to win?"

Today, Ying Zheng wanted to see Feng Zheng win a great victory and then promote his iron smelting technique to the army.

This kid actually just found a few ordinary slaves?

Isn't this nonsense?

Does he really want to win?

What else do you want to win over those famous professional blacksmiths and sword-casters?

Ying Zheng thought to himself, could he want to run away?

【What, why don’t I want to win?】

Feng Zhengxin said, [Who said that this iron smelting must be very strong?]

[Iron smelting does not mean full strength, it should be called technical work. My skills are there, and those of them look like King Kong, so I am not afraid of it.]

[Oh, I understand, does Qin Shihuang think that I am not respectful and not paying attention to me enough to bring some people so casually?]

Thinking of this, Feng Zheng felt aroused and immediately said, "Report to Your Majesty, in fact, I did it on purpose."

kindness?

Intentional?

When Ying Zheng heard this, he was stunned and narrowed his eyes, "Why is that so?"

Alas, let’s edit it, let’s continue editing, I see how you compile it?

"Actually, I'm thinking..."

Feng Zheng smacked his lips and said shamelessly, "I am thinking that not all the soldiers in my Daqin military camp, or most of the soldiers are not those with very strong bodies, right?

”

kindness?

Ying Zheng was stunned and thought to himself that although the soldiers ate more than ordinary people, they also worked more, so they were really not healthy.

"So, so what?"

Looking at Feng Zheng, Ying Zheng continued to ask.

"I dared to ask Your Majesty, then the one that I, Daqin, needs to smelter the iron tools the most is the army, right?"

Feng Zheng heard this and continued.

kindness?

After hearing this, Ying Zheng was stunned again.

"That's natural. My Daqin smelted iron tools, naturally, to make the army wear strong and hold sharp edges and sweep across the Wuji."

That's right, my purpose is of course to bring an invincible iron-armored army to the Qin Dynasty.

"Yes, your Majesty, since that's the case..."

Feng Zheng said word by word, "This is compared to the situation where only strong people can make irons. If there is a way to make ordinary soldiers smelter irons to the best, then for our army, especially in the two armies.

During the war, is it the most important thing for our army? In other words..."

As he said, Feng Zheng changed his voice, "If all the soldiers can operate smelting skills, then, I, Daqin soldiers, can smel their own equipment and weapons anytime, anywhere, and forever

They all maintain the sharpest posture, your majesty, do you think?"

kindness?

Wow?

After hearing Feng Zheng's "fallacies", Ying Zheng was really stunned.

This is really reasonable!

If there is a smelting method that allows ordinary Daqin soldiers to control operations, then no matter where this army goes, no matter when and when, it can resmel and replace its equipment.

And the new weapon is naturally the sharpest...

In this way, it can save blockbuster time and allow the Qin soldiers to better grasp all the fighter jets, and also ensure that the Qin army's equipment will always be the best and sharpest...

Hiss, this kid, this method is good, haha, very bad...

etc!

You wait!

Ying Zheng was suddenly stunned. It’s not right. This kid said so just an excuse for himself, right?

He then looked at Feng Zheng, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then, what you said is true? Do you have a smelting method that can also be controlled by this ordinary soldier?"

After talking for a long time, you have to really take it out!
Chapter completed!