Chapter 44: Conscription

The late autumn morning in Songling Village is still a little cold, the dawn is gradually revealed, the sun hides itself behind the peak of Jiulong Mountain, and envelops the surroundings with a hazy light, which slowly infects the light blue sky, and finally blooms into a golden morning light in the air.

When An Yi arrived at the school, Lin Muzhi and Zhou Shibiao were already standing on the platform.

Zhou Shibiao saw An Yi coming forward, hurriedly came over, and arched his hand: "My lord, Xiaomin and General Lin are ready, just wait for the adults to talk to Da'er." ”

An Yi nodded and asked Zhou Shibiao, "Patriarch Zhou, are all the people in the village here?" ”

Zhou Shibiao replied: "My lord, as long as the whole village can walk, it is here." ”

He looked at the hundreds of villagers in the center of the school field, some were standing, some were squatting, and some were simply lying on the ground, men and women, old and young, with a few women holding children in the middle. They didn't seem to notice the existence of comfort at all, and they all gathered in twos and threes, talking.

An Yi glanced at Lin Muzhi, who was dressed in armor beside him, Lin Muzhi immediately instructed, and pointed at the sky with the carved dragon golden ring knife, and the more than 200 sergeants who were originally on the side of the school field immediately broke out with a roar like a torrent,

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! ”

Generally shouting, while waving the steel gun in his hand, the light of the sun reflected on the tip of the steel gun looks silver from a distance, and it looks full of momentum.

The villagers in the middle of the school yard were swept away by the sound and fell silent, watching the shouting sergeants change formation, and they were redivided into three columns, standing on their left, right, and back, leaving only the side of the platform to surround them in the middle. These villagers looked at these heavily armed soldiers, their faces showed some timidity, and one by one they all looked at the comfort standing in the middle of the point.

The corners of An Yi's mouth were lightly raised, and he glanced at Lin Muzhi approvingly, obviously he was very satisfied with this result. He cleared his throat and said aloud to the villagers in the audience: "Everyone, I think many of you already know me, I am the regimental training envoy of Huayang County, and I am stationed in Songling Village on the order of the imperial court. When I first came to the village, I met with everyone, and at that time everyone was being oppressed by the wicked, but fortunately, I arrived in time to help everyone out of the siege. But I can't be in the village all the time, and if I am ordered to move my defenses, then who will protect you when the wicked come to the village to burn and loot again? ”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "So, today I will give you a chance, a chance to protect yourself. ”

An Yi pointed to a square table not far away, on which rice paper was spread, and in front of the table sat a scholar-like person holding a pen and writing something on rice paper. The scholar looks very delicate, with a smile on his face, and two sweet pear vortices embedded in both sides of the cherry-like mouth, needless to say, this "scholar" is naturally the comfortable sister An Xin.

"How do you protect yourself? Where do you go to register and join the army, our General Lin will teach you his martial arts, and everyone can also receive bright armor and weapons like these sergeants, and at that time, even if I leave comfortably, no one will dare to bully everyone. ”

Of course, Anyi's remarks did not play a big role, and the villagers in the school field looked at him one by one, some lowered their heads and thought, but no one spoke.

This situation had been expected for a long time, and he continued to say to the villagers: "Of course, we will not let everyone join the army in vain, have you seen the grain and silver over there?" ”

An Yi pointed his hand in the direction of the warehouse, and the villagers looked in the direction of his finger, there was a hill stacked with grain bags in front of the warehouse door, and the most eye-catching thing was that there was a small "silver mountain" next to the "grain mountain", which reflected the silver light under the illumination of the sun, shining and dazzling, and it was all white flowers and silver piled up.

The double stimulus of food and money caused a commotion among the villagers.

An Yi looked at it together, and continued: "Anyone who stays today will each have a bag of grain and a month's salary in advance. In addition, I set up a separate room in the camp, and three meals a day are served, but if there are two or more people in each family who have joined the army, the whole family can eat in this room and be full! ”

When these words were spoken, the villagers in the school field suddenly boiled, and the villagers discussed with each other in piles.

An Yi looked at the villagers in the field, smiling slightly, he knew that his words had achieved the desired effect.

After a while, a thin young man walked to the front of the general stage and asked timidly, "Please..... May I ask you, General, when you move your defense, will you ask these people in the village to go with you? ”

The young man's voice was not loud, but it turned a pot of boiling water into a jar of old wine in the school yard, and it was quiet in an instant.

An Yi looked at the young man, then looked at the people in the school field, and said with a smile: "If we move our guard and are willing to go with us, we will never refuse, and if we are not willing to go with us, we will not be reluctant." ”

As soon as this sentence was said, it was not only like giving everyone present a reassurance, but also like feeding them a sip of spirits, and the villagers gathered in front of the general platform one by one, waving their hands, and the scrambles wanted to sign up for the army.

An Yi looked at the excited crowd and pointed lightly towards An Xin, and those enthusiastic villagers rushed towards An Xin as if they had received instructions.

She hurriedly beckoned the soldiers next to her to maintain order, telling them to let them come one by one, and repeatedly told the young people, strong middle-aged people, the old and the women, especially the aunt who was holding the child, to please invite her out, no matter how high her hand was, let her not come to join in the fun.

The remaining middle-aged men on the school field were also instigated by their mother-in-law to go to An Xin's side to queue up to register and try their luck.

Lin Muzhi, who was on the side, saw this situation, and leaned over to ask An Yi: "Brother An, why did you promise that they could not go with us when they moved their defenses?" So what's the point of us recruiting these soldiers? ”

An Yi smiled mysteriously at him, and asked rhetorically: "I can recruit them in, can I take them away?" Hehe, wait and see, I have a solution. ”

Finally, when everyone was already "fanatical" about joining the army, there were unsurprisingly a few overwhelmed "homeless" people left in the middle of the school field.

An Yi took Lin Muzhi down the platform, slowly walked in front of these people, and said with a smile: "Yo, it seems that these masters are not short of money." Then he made a gesture to Meng Qi and Sun Hu, who were hiding in the room next to the school grounds, and the two of them pushed the door out and walked in front of these people.

"You... You ....."

One of the slightly chubby middle-aged men seemed to recognize Sun Hu and kept pointing at him,

Sun Hu didn't pay attention to him, carefully identified these people, and nodded towards An Yi.

Without speaking comfortably, Lin Muzhi on the side waved his right hand after seeing Sun Hu's action, and a few sergeants had to be ordered to escort these people to the back camp together.

The fat man who pointed at Sun Hu was pressed by the sergeant, and he struggled to scold at Sun Hu: "You shit, traitor! Betray Lao Tzu! ”

Sun Hu shrank his head stupidly, a little afraid to look at the other party.

An Yi looked at Sun Hu's appearance, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said: "It seems that you can't go back to the Wugu Sect, you have to do things for me, otherwise if I don't take you in here one day, then you will die without a place to be buried." ”

Only then did Sun Hu understand that An Yi asked Meng Qi to take him out to identify the Wugu Sect, one of which was to correct the spies among the homeless people, and the other was to deliberately expose himself in front of acquaintances, so as long as he wanted to live, he could only stay in the comfortable barracks, once he ran out and was caught by the Wugu Sect, then he would definitely be given a sky lantern by Jingyun Dao Chief.

Thinking of this, although he knew that he was comfortably put together, he could only break the silver teeth and swallow them in his stomach, and nodded heavily: "Yes, only Lord An will be the first to look forward to it." ”

Subsequently, after An Yi arranged for Lin Muzhi and Meng Qi to receive the recruits together, he went straight to the back camp to find Jin Mingyin.

Jin Mingyin was leading a few people to test the new gun in the open space of the rear camp at this time, and when he saw An Yi coming, he hurriedly waved the fire gun in his hand at him, and said proudly: "Brother Yi, look! NEW GUN! ”

An Yi walked over, and the so-called 'new gun' from Jin Mingyin's hand seemed to look no different from the old-fashioned firewire on the surface, but the original firewire was gone, and instead a small * was added to the back of the gun, and a small trigger was added under the gun.

"What do you use this new gun?" An Yi is very curious about this new gadget in his hand,

Jin Mingyin pointed to the small * behind the gun and the newly added trigger below, and explained: "This * has a flint sandwiched on the jaws, and there is a blow anvil on the side of the fire transmission hole. ”

Then, he took out a square-wrapped black cloth from his cuff, opened it, and found four things the size of little fingers.

An Yi looked at Hei Buli's "little thumb" and asked Jin Mingyin, "What is this..... Gun projectiles? ”

Jin Mingyin smiled and nodded, she picked up a projectile and put it in front of An Yi, and said: "This kind of sub-gun projectile, I am wrapped in iron sheet on the outside, and inside is a pre-configured * and finely fragmented projectile, before shooting, you only need to fill the projectile from the back of the gun, and then pull the trigger to shoot, and because there is * in this kind of sub-gun projectile, the power is very huge, and it is by no means comparable to the projectile of the previous firegun." ”

Hearing him say this, An Yi remembered the sect member who was put down by Jin Mingyin Yijun just now, and his entire chest was smashed by this projectile, which showed its power. He noticed that this kind of gun had been changed from a front-loading bullet to a reloading bullet according to the way he told Jin Mingyin, and the projectile was wrapped in iron sheets, and there was no need for a fire rope as a lead, so it would mean that this new gun would no longer be affected by the weather.

Under the guidance of Jin Mingyin, An Yi tried to load a projectile, and then picked up the fire gun and pointed it at the arrow target in the open space on the side, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

The powerful projectile roared out, shattering the entire target, leaving only a bare wooden pole.

It was far away from Jin Mingyin just now, but I didn't think it was too loud, and now I am holding this gun myself, and the loud sound of this gun shook An Yi's ears a little.

He shook the numb arm that was shocked by the gun, and then handed the white smoke of the fire gun back to Jin Mingyin, and said with some excitement: "The power of this new gun is so huge, if we train a fire gun battalion of hundreds of people to use this new gun exclusively, hundreds of new guns will be fired in a volley in turn, and the lethality and range will be hundreds of times stronger than the old-fashioned fire gun or bow and arrow." It's just that I don't know if this new gun is difficult to improve, and if there is a problem with its use, can it be maintained in time? ”

Jin Mingyin replied: "It's not a big problem to improve this gun, just make some improvements on the basis of the original firecracker." What is difficult to mass-produce is this gun projectile. He spread out the remaining three projectiles in the black cloth in his hand, "I only made five projectiles in these two days, and on the basis of the improvement of the original model, there are still three left." ”