It's too hot outside to stay here.
Wei Ting led his people to the room where he handled miscellaneous affairs.
Since the arsenal was built, he moved his residence from the county government office to here. He has only returned to the fort once in the past two months. He has many servants at home, so if he needs something, he just needs to give an order and someone will naturally deliver it to him.
Wei Xiyin followed Wei Ting into the house, commonly known as the study.
The research institute and the camp only had a couch for people to sit on and a row of old wooden shelves, which was completely incomparable to this room in the arsenal.
The furnishings in this room were the most luxurious Wei Xiyin had ever seen since the disaster.
The room is spacious and bright, with an exquisite layout. In the middle of the study is a desk made of rosewood, on which are placed all the four treasures of the study, and each of them looks very valuable.
There are rows of bookshelves and bookcases against the wall behind. The shelves are filled with ancient books and classics. Some empty spaces are filled with vases with very bright patterns to increase the elegant atmosphere of the study.
What’s even more outrageous is that there are many paintings by famous artists hanging on the walls.
The whole environment is very elegant and quiet.
Wei Ting explained, "The servants at home moved some things here because they thought I'd been here for a long time. I was busy counting the weapons when my third uncle happened to come over and ordered the servants to arrange them."
Wei Xiyin: “…”Okay.
My fifth uncle is rich, and everything he uses at home is good stuff. Although I haven't visited Wei Ting's living room, I think it is not much worse than his study.
It's really true that when you compare yourself to others, you will envy them to death.
Wei Ting pulled out a stack of information from the shelf, and the two of them sat cross-legged on the couch.
"This is the layout of the entire arsenal. Fifth cousin, take a look." Wei Ting handed her the blueprint. "I've personally overseen everything from the beginning, starting with the wall-laying. There are now twenty furnace rooms, ten large armories, and twenty material warehouses..."
Wei Xiyin took the blueprint and spread it out on the desk. She asked, "What about the ore? Is there enough for now?"
Wei Ting: "It's enough for now. The mining team has returned twice. After the Wei family army found a water source, they opened five furnaces to refine spearheads."
He wanted to open it up to full capacity, but there were not enough blacksmiths and the raw materials were still being refined.
Wei Xiyin lowered her head and carefully examined the blueprints. The arsenal was very large. In addition to the production room, there were also places for making armor, breastplates, wrist guards for armor, etc., as well as a special place for weapons maintenance.
But now there are not enough people, so even though the layout has been completed, many places are still vacant.
These can only be achieved slowly.
"I came here to discuss with my cousin the equipment allocation for the 3,000 Wei Family Army soldiers."
Wei Xiyin explained the situation, "All their weapons need to be melted down and recast, and some of their armor and other items also need maintenance."
"Time is extremely urgent. Once the second group of scouts returns with information, the Wei army will be dispatched."
Wei Ting was stunned when he heard this, "Going out in this weather?"
In the hot summer season, people can’t stand standing outside for a long time, let alone fighting?
You should know that the dock now has an ice-making recipe. Anyone who goes out carries a small curling stone and wears a sun hat. Even so, some people still faint from heatstroke or are sunburned by the strong sunlight.
The herbal medicine shop would prepare dozens or even hundreds of pots of Chinese medicine every day, mixing it with herbs such as coptis root, kudzu root, and licorice, and distribute them to soldiers who were away from home and the working people.
In Wei Ting's opinion, it was not a wise move to go to war at this time.
"There's nothing we can do. It's just as hard to be outside in the winter, and it's even more dangerous than in the summer." Wei Xiyin was also helpless.
At least in the summer the monsters are weaker and the nights are relatively safer.
Winter is actually more dangerous. The weather is freezing, the monsters are getting stronger, and it is difficult to find a safe place for thousands of people to spend the night.
Wei Ting sighed. It was becoming increasingly difficult to survive outside. He didn't know when this cannibalistic world would end.
"Fifth cousin, don't worry about the weapons being melted down. Cousin Ling has been coming over quite often lately, and I've also been to the camp to check it out. The Wei family army's weapons are mainly divided into three types: bows and crossbows, long swords, and spears. The clan's armory originally had some in stock, and now that we have enough raw materials, we can make them quickly."
He paused at this point and said, "It's mainly protective gear. The soldiers' armor is bulky, heavy, and not breathable. If you wear their armor and walk outside, you will easily get heatstroke."
Wei Xiyin understood immediately.
The production process of chain mail is slow, and it takes a lot of time to create protective gear for three thousand soldiers.
Zhongshan State was close by, and it wouldn't take long for the scouts to go back and forth, so there wasn't enough time.
Wei Xiyin pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you think of the rattan armor, cousin?"
Rattan armor is light, water-resistant and breathable. The reason why she did not choose rattan armor at the beginning was because she had read the story of "Burning the Rattan Armor Army" in a famous book in her previous life, which left a trauma on her mind.
The disadvantages of rattan armor are very obvious. It is afraid of fire and oil, and must be used with a shield to cover vital parts.
The most important thing is that some gaps are difficult to clean after being stained with zombie blood, unlike chain mail which can be cleaned by just wiping it with something. It is not durable if it is soaked in water for a long time, and the scrap rate is high over time.
There were not many people in the fort at the beginning, and it was impossible for everyone to do nothing every day but cut materials and weave rattan armor.
Compared with rattan armor, chain mail has almost no shortcomings when fighting against enemies or zombies.
However, it is impossible to produce a large number of chain mail in a short period of time. We can temporarily use some rattan armor as a substitute. There are nearly 20,000 people in the fortress now. Even if we divide 3,000 people into making rattan armor, and each person is responsible for one piece, it will not take long.
At that time, some soldiers will wear chain mail and some will wear rattan armor. The soldiers wearing rattan armor will be dispersed and there will be no need to worry about encountering fire attacks.
Upon hearing this, Wei Ting stood up and pulled a book from the shelf. He flipped to a page and handed it to her. "This book records that some barbarian soldiers in barren lands, lacking supplies, equipped their troops with rattan armor."
"It's not difficult to weave, but with the current high temperatures, many plants have withered. We have no choice but to send people deep into Crow Mountain to cut down materials for the weaving."
Wei Xiyin took the book and glanced at it. The book contained detailed records of the production methods of rattan armor.
"There is no time to lose. I'll send someone to Mingjing Hall to tell the uncles and aunts to make arrangements as soon as possible." As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the door, opened it, called in the guards, and gave the instructions.
There are many ice basins in the study, and the temperatures inside and outside are completely different.
The moment I opened the door, I felt a burning sensation on my skin. All the pores on my body seemed to be stimulated, and a scorching heat wave hit me in the face.
Wei Xiyin quickly closed the door again.
It was already August, and she was actually looking forward to the arrival of winter.
The soldiers standing guard outside were still sweating profusely while holding curling stones. I guess everyone had the same idea as her.
I would rather go out and face the stronger zombies than be roasted on the fire all day.
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