Su Cheng sent several craftsmen around him to go back and think about it themselves, and then he talked to Tao Jin who came in front of him.

"Deputy General Tao, I haven't seen each other for many days, but I didn't expect that we would meet here."

Tao Jin bowed to Su Cheng and said respectfully:

"You are not a man, you enter the camp alone, so we have to follow you."

"This dark road is smooth and comfortable. I heard the little guy say this is your shop by Mr. Duke?"

Su Cheng happily introduced to Tao Jin:

"Yes, it was made by me and the commander paved it. Is this a good road? It's even more comfortable to run a big cart. I'm going to build this road to the Great Wall and Datong Xuanfu, and let the goods from Datong Xuanfu continue to transport it to Zhenluwei along this road."

Tao Jin suddenly thought of the scene at Datong last night:

"Then this Zhenlu Guard will become a big city."

Tao Jin looked at the surrounding scenery.                                                           �

Su Cheng agreed with Tao Jin's foresight very much. Yes, Tao Jin still has vision. He does not look down on him because he only has one trest fort in the Zhenlu Guard, but he can see what is contained behind this road.

He is a qualified deputy general.

Tao Jin, who didn't know that he had been labeled as a qualified one, pointed to the burning oil lamp next to him and asked:

"Master, why is this cotton so resistant to burning?"

"I started to burn since I came. It's been a cup of tea, but it's still burning. Could it be that the things in the clay pot can make the cotton bright and last longer?"

Su Cheng's judgment of Tao Jin was further improved. It's not bad, good at observing, and he is a good seedling.

Uncovered the plug on the clay pot, Su Cheng introduced the oil lamp to Tao Jin.

"What can be burned like this is extracted from the fierce ignition oil? It's still so clear, and the fierce ignition oil is so black?"

Tao Jin's face was full of disbelief.

Su Cheng didn't care. There were too many people who didn't believe it, and Tao Jin was not the only one left.

"I'll let you see the last one with your own eyes tomorrow and you'll know it's true."

"By the way, the road paved on the ground was also refined from hot ignition oil."

Su Cheng pointed to the ground and said to Tao Jin.

This is also refined from hot oil!

Tao Jin was as stupid as a wooden chicken.

After returning to Tunbao, Sucheng started having supper. Because the oil was refined a little, the clay pots in Tunbao were not enough. In order to free up enough clay pots, every household started to burn oil, and the lanterns in Tunbao were brightly lit.

The craftsmen in the Tun Castle have mastered the firing skills. They carried out the subsequent firing by themselves, and the paving of the asphalt roads was also done by craftsmen. Next, Sucheng should deal with the coming Tatar Spirit Riders.

Tao Jin came in from outside, sat at the table and started to squeeze the rice.

The impact Su Cheng brought to him was a bit big, and he still couldn't bear it.

Box Yang came in with a bowl larger than his face, squatted on the threshold, and asked Su Cheng while eating:

"Master, what's wrong with him? Are he stupid?"

Su Cheng pointed at Tao Jin:

"Do you know who he is?"

"I, the deputy general of Datong Town, lead the troops to fight in the territory of Datong Town, except me, he is the one who is responsible for the war. Be careful that he remembers your bad words and turns around and throws you into the cannon fodder camp as cannon fodder."

Boxer stuck out his tongue and ran away with a bowl.

Sucheng knocked on the table:

"Okay, Lao Tao, have a meal quickly. There is still a war to fight in a few days. I don't want you to collect your body as soon as you came to Datong."

"fight?"

Tao Jin finally recovered some energy:

"What kind of battle? Are you with the Oirats or the Tatars, or the Seven Guards of Kansai?"

Su Cheng scolded him angrily:

"We are bordering the Oirat, but if you ask Yesen, will he dare to come to Datong and get along with me?"

"Seven Guards of Guanxi, do you still know the Seven Guards of Guanxi? Then do you know where the Seven Guards of Guanxi are?"

Tao Jin was scolded, but instead had the energy to eat. He bit the pickles and creaked. Tao Jin pondered for a while and said:

"This place was originally occupied by the Tatar tribe. Later, when the Oirats attacked Datong, they occupied it briefly, but they were defeated by the prince first. This place must not be retained, and this place must be the Tatars."

"Which is the genius of the Tatar tribe?"

Su Cheng nodded. The one who came was really the elite cavalry of the Tatar tribe, but it is hard to say which tribe it belongs to.

At the same time, the tent of the Tatar tribe was located.

The little prince of the Tatar tribe, Marco Guergis, was sitting in the tent to eat rice. Unlike ordinary Tatars who like to eat mutton, Marco Guergis, who was deeply influenced by the Han culture, liked to eat noodles, and he was eating knife-cut noodles.

The long slices of noodles were soaked in yellow soup, and the smell of meat filled the entire camp, making the woman watching Marco Guergis eat a little hungry.

"Boy, you have thought that it is the territory of the Ming people. If the Zhenlu Guard is occupied, it will be occupied. If you take risks alone and something happens, the Golden Family will be left without successor."

The young man who was eating did not look up, but continued to eat while holding his head. For a moment, there was only the sound of sucking noodles in the tent.

After a bowl of noodles, a satisfied expression appeared on Marco Guergis's face. He put down his chopsticks, picked up the silk and wiped his hands, and said:

"I am the little prince of the Tatar tribe, the future Khan, the bloodline of the Golden Family. I am a man who wants to continue the glory of the Golden Family. I will charge forward with the elite tribe like my father, so that I can grow into a real grassland Khan."

"I, Marco Guergis, are destined to become the Mongol Khan. I want to let the glory of the Great Mongolian Kingdom cover this grassland again, snatch Simon from Yesian's hands, and become a great khan like Genghis Khan."

The woman was a little moved.

Marco Guergis continued:

"Aunt, don't advise me anymore. Han scholars have said that since ancient times, no one will die in life, but leave a loyal heart to shine in history.

I, Marco Guergis, are willing to start from the recapturing of Zhenlu Guards, embark on the road to dominate the world and become the most powerful Khan in the Great Mongolian Kingdom."

The woman who was moved by Marco Guergis looked moved, covered her eyes and burst into tears.

"Okay, okay, okay, Marco Guergis, you are a good person, stronger than your brother and your father. You will definitely become the strongest Khan in my Great Mongolian country."

"But there are many Ming troops in Zhenlu Guard. The people who fled back said that those Ming troops were elite, especially the leading generals. They could cut people to death with a long sword, and they could wield their swords from seven or eight meters away."

A trace of fear flashed across Marco Guergis's face, but thinking of his ambition, Marco Guergis held back and said loudly:

"Aunt, you are making others' majesty and destroying your ambition. There is no big sword in the world that is seven or eight meters long. The Ming people are weak and cannot wield such a big sword at all. Aunt, you are talking nonsense."

"I will definitely win this time to conquer the Zhenlu Guards, and I will definitely win."
Chapter completed!