"Sharp is sharp, I don't know how much it costs?" The one who can ask this kind of thing must be Wang Anshi, who is always concerned about the cost.

It is no wonder that in running such a large country, others can only care about the results, but he can't, and he has to calculate every day how to use the little money in the treasury to maximize the benefits. There are a huge number of consumables like arrows, and the final number is scary to have an extra copper plate for each one.

"The market price of my arrows is about 50 Wen, and each arrow is made of four taels of steel, one or two and a half dollars of soft iron, and five feet and four inches of bamboo, and the cost cannot be calculated for the time being, because the market price does not match the actual price. The price of iron in Shaanxi is 30 wen per catty, and the iron forged by the blast furnace is forged into steel per catty, and I don't know how much it should be sold. The five straight bamboos are only two pennies, if they are manufactured by the Xiang Army, there seems to be no additional cost to cut off the grain and grass...... "Wang Anshi only asked, and Hong Tao said a lot, but there was still no specific number.

He did this intentionally, in order to foreshadow the position he was about to obtain. If a specific price is given, the emperor will be dumbfounded when he is happy to really get a forbidden army.

The rules in the forbidden army are very strict, even if the emperor's relatives come, they have to abide by it, so it's not asking for trouble for themselves. If there is a real fight on the front one day, if you can't keep it, you will have to send yourself to lead your troops into battle.

If you can take charge of an army alone, you can barely make do, but you can't escape if you can't fight. As long as they want to escape, the iron horses of the Tangut people are also in vain, unless they can chase them by plane.

But this possibility basically does not exist, the generals of the Song Dynasty are very rigid in fighting, how to attack, how to defend, how to retreat are all discussed in advance and then approved by the emperor, no one can change it casually.

Hong Tao resolutely does not want to go to the front line based on this aspect alone, this Nima is not brain-dead, fighting a war is not playing chess, and he can really take one step and count three steps.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, coupled with many uncertain factors such as weather and terrain, and the accident is very large.

However, these thoughts cannot be said, so they can only go around in circles to ask the emperor not to send himself to the forbidden army, and it is best to keep the state of sending such temporary workers. Don't look for us when you are tired, eat, drink and have fun.

No matter how bad it is, you have to drill into the box army, which is all production-oriented, at best a transport team. The treatment is not afraid, the horse family has money, as long as the rules are loose and there is no danger, it is a good job, and you don't want a penny.

Wang Anshi was stumped by the series of variable parameters that the horse said, and couldn't help but whisper to Sima Guang, probably discussing how to calculate the cost.

"If it is taken away by the enemy, will it not be a cocoon for itself?" At this time, someone spoke again, this person Hong Tao was the first time he had seen him, he seemed to be called Uncle Lu Hui, and the official worshiped the privy envoy, that is, the minister of defense. Don't look at other people's names, they are bad luck and lose, if you ask them, they are quite level, and they are also very critical.

The price of arrows is quite expensive, and the cost price of the most common one is a few tens of yuan. Why is it so expensive, because most arrows can be recycled and reused, not considered a one-time consumable.

But if you want to recycle, there is a basic premise, that is, you must win the battle, and the losing side will not have time to flee for their lives, where will there be time to clean up the battlefield.

Uncle Lu Han just wanted to know, wouldn't it be very troublesome if such a powerful weapon was taken by the enemy, the forbidden army would lack the ability to maneuver, and if the advantage of long-range strike was lost, this battle would not be able to be fought.

No one can guarantee that a war will always be won or lost, so this problem is real and must be solved, otherwise a swarm of bees and hornets will not be able to use even if they are ten times more powerful.

"Lord Lu doesn't know, as long as this arrow shoots out a hundred, it is not one in a hundred, or it is burned or broken, except for the arrow feathers, it can be recovered, and there is nothing usable. If you want to imitate two things, one is the steel arrow and soft iron arrow feather, and the other is the gunpowder in the bamboo barrel of the arrow body. Even if the people can forge fine steel and wrought iron, the cost is ten times and a hundred times that of our dynasty, but without a suitable gunpowder formula, it is in vain to replace it with pure gold. This recipe is known to no other person except the lower officials, and it will be handed over to His Majesty for proper custody after the formula is perfected. ”

Hong Tao has already considered this question, which is the main reason why he has to use bamboo as an arrow shaft. If you switch to a sturdier wooden pole, some of the arrows can be recycled, but it costs more to do so.

Straight and slender bamboo Huai River south of the area is widely produced, also useless, in addition to the freight is basically equal to no money, and than the wooden pole processing is simple, but also can be easily poured into the hollow bamboo sand to adjust the center of gravity, it is better to use it as a consumable.

"Present a few ......" Seeing that all the ministers had finished asking questions, and the horses had answered them one by one, the emperor finally spoke.

"I never thought that simple things have such power......" As several large and small arrows were distributed to everyone, Sima Guang sighed again. It's probably not his mind alone, it's just a quick mouth.

These arrows do look a little simple, especially the bamboo joints of the arrow shafts have not been polished, and they are still piercing to the touch. Except for the fact that the 100-for-steel of the arrowhead is indeed a good thing, it is estimated that no one will pick it up on the street.

Not to mention that compared with the standard equipment used by the forbidden army, even the black feather arrows and white feather arrows that ordinary people can buy casually on the market are much more exquisite than it.

But the facts are clear here, whether it is the black feather arrows, the white feather arrows or the standard arrows of the forbidden army, and the broken ** of the horses, the effect is almost not worth mentioning.

"The consumption of this material is very large, if there are tens of thousands of breaths between the full launch, the lower officials think that they can save a penny, and a small amount will add up."

If this was said by Peng Da, he would be scolded by the horse. Sima Guang definitely can't scold, and he can't listen to it. The killing weapon also needs to be hairy and good-looking, as long as it can kill people, it's over. The literati are not good at this, they are too emotional, and they are too stinky.

"What Du Wei said is deep in my ......heart," Sima Guang didn't hear it, and it was unclear in the horse's words, but Wang Anshi heard it anyway.

Although he has reached a tacit understanding with Sima Guang now, and is no longer a-for-tat political enemy, he will never say only half a sentence when he can squeeze a sentence.

The exercise is not all over here, Hong Tao also wants to let these mouth dealers who like to strategize thousands of miles away see what the cruelty of the battlefield is.

He asked the soldiers to unload all the bees and hornet's nests from the ox cart, there were more than twenty of them, and then lined them up, all aiming at the hapless herd of cattle and sheep and firing a volley.

The launch scene of dozens and hundreds, thousands of rockets is really not of the same level. Watching puffs of white smoke rise, flames burst out, and screams pass by, although the people on the stage could not hear the wails of the cattle and sheep, they could imagine the tragic situation at this time, and their footsteps involuntarily retreated, as if they would be injured if they were too close.