Chapter 104: Buying People's Hearts

Everyone was not too shocked by the dead tree in two, because they were already stunned by this huge sound, Zhang Liang rubbed his ears quite unaccustomedly, and complained:

"Sooner or later, I'll be deafened by this guy!"

Except for Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang who had tried firearms alone in the field, the rest of them didn't know, the shock of this time was extremely huge, saying that some people were stunned there and didn't speak, and a few servants who followed the businessman of the Franco machine claimed to have participated in some war in Europe, and they were proficient in using this firearm, Zhang Liang just learned from him, and thanks to Zhang Liang, he was born in a military family with elementary martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't have learned such a cumbersome step at all.

Zhao Xiucai opened his mouth wide, it was inevitable, and after following Jiang Feng for about half a year, his mouth had become faintly larger, presumably because he was too surprised.

Yang Da's expression is the focus of Jiang Feng's attention, this Orion, who is almost a sharpshooter in Jiang Feng's eyes, also opened his mouth wide, he didn't expect such power, Jiang Feng saw such an expression, and his heart was a little happy and relaxed.

There was a blow to his confidence, which made Jiang Feng, a modern bad young man whose mental age was in his early twenties, begin to worry a little about his development and future survival in the Ming Dynasty.

So he desperately began to look for things that were ahead of this era, and the musket was one of them, Yang Da's horror looked in Jiang Feng's eyes, and he felt very satisfied in his heart.

After a group of people calmed down there, they saw more than a dozen officers and soldiers of the Beijing battalion on the mountain, fully armed, slowly coming down from above, and seeing that there were familiar people standing, this was the relaxation.

Zhao Xiucai came back to his senses, although he was a literati, he saw some doorways, and said questionably as he walked:

"Owner, the time it takes for this firearm to be loaded and ready to shoot out is enough to shoot three or four arrows, if it was on the battlefield, wouldn't it have been shot to death."

Yang Da on the side couldn't help but puff up his chest when he heard this, Jiang Feng frowned, and then asked Yang Da on the side and said:

"Yang Da, if you shoot arrows with all your might, how many arrows can you shoot in a row?"

"Nine times is the most, if you shoot more, your arm will definitely not be able to stand it."

Jiang Feng turned his head to look at Zhang Liang on the other side, and continued to ask:

"How many times can you fire this gun."

"The trouble is to death, who wants to open more."

Jiang Feng's eyes widened, and he suddenly became angry, Zhang Liang looked at it, knew that he had said the wrong thing, pondered it there, and said:

"Even if you shoot dozens of shots, it's nothing."

The group of people stopped talking, Jiang Feng greeted with a smile, and everyone walked towards the mountain, but Yang Da on the side muttered in a low voice:

"When I was in Ningyuan, Qianhu said the same, but it was shot by the big bow of the Tartar horse bandits, and it was useless."

Jiang Feng heard these words, but the pace of progress only paused, or continued to walk, but in his heart he was secretly scolding his own foolishness, this Yang Da's accent is clearly the Northeast dialect in modern times (here is an assumption, that is, the Northeast accent has not changed for hundreds of years, Khan).

Looking at the skillful bow and arrow and the faint temperament of not panicking when he sees the official, is it a military household in Liaodong, but he has already become his own Zhuang Ding anyway, just ask slowly.

By the way, Zhao Xiucai saw Jiang Feng's emotions, so he didn't continue to speak just now, but he was calculating a bill in his heart, when he bought the Franc machine's firecracker, he used twenty taels of gold, nearly one hundred and fifty taels of silver, and a good bow and arrow is five taels of silver.

An officer and soldier of the Beijing camp who came down to greet him knew that Jiang Feng was the uncle of his boss Chen Dahu, and that he had seen his methods in Huifeng Tower and Zhongxin Hall, and knew that the other party was a person who could not afford to offend, so he quickly explained in a low voice that Chen Dahu led the rest of the brothers of the warrior camp to maintain the situation on the mountain.

Ever since the newcomers heard that they were going to be taken to the north to guard the beacon tower, they were completely devastated, and after more than a month of hellish life, they were already tormented by inhuman form, and the beacon tower in the north was a lonely castle and a small fortress on the grassland.

Often, when the Mongol soldiers rushed over, these people were chopped into mashed meat or shot into honeycombs by random arrows after lighting the beacon fire.

When I followed Tie Dan to Jingshi, everyone had this thought in their hearts, that is, I would earn some silver here, and then go back to intercede with the people in the guard, maybe there would be a good future waiting for them, but after coming here, someone suddenly told them that they could join the military household, it was really a pie falling from the sky, unexpectedly, Tie Dan and the master who didn't know who it was did not stop him.

But what awaits them is hell, and then today it turns out that this is not only hell, but also on the eighteenth floor, and there is death and no life when you go to the north.

In the house they built this month, more than 100 young men sat on the simple wooden beds with blank eyes, unable to run at all, and the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp outside were not as incompetent as the legend, although there were many people on their side. But if you can't eat enough, you don't have any strength at all, and more than a dozen people on the other side are lined up with long poles, and after rushing over, they can't resist at all.

Don't even think about looking for death, eating, drinking, and Lazar seem to have someone staring there, and was just about to hang himself and was pulled down, as for jumping off the cliff, you have to find a way to go to the edge of the cliff first, this mountain is relatively gentle, someone once accidentally slipped down the mountain, and the result was that the face was blue, and there was no other.

Behind the thick stone house, which could have been used as a fortress all along, more than a hundred desperate young men listened to the conversation outside.

"These young men in the house are sold to thousands of households in Xuanhua, but it's a good price."

"That's, that's, these people are also strong in their bones, and they can still graze and farm and fight in the north, and there are such good things there."

These words were equivalent to pushing again in the heart of Xinding, who was already desperate in the house, and some fragile people in the room couldn't help but cry. The door of the stone house was firmly closed, and Chen Dahu and a small flag stood outside, talking loudly to the house.

Not far away, Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang were standing, Yang Da and they had already gone down the mountain to carry the materials on the cart, the situation here was quite weird, Jiang Feng whispered a few words in Zhao Xiucai's ear, and then Zhao Xiucai ran to Chen Dahu's side and whispered a few words, and then followed Zhang Liang to do the same, Zhang Liang hurriedly ran to the side of the small flag and said a few words.

Only when Zhao Xiucai and the two of them were talking in the ears of Chen Dahu and the others, Chen Dahu and the two of them shouted out with their voices, God knows that the two of them usually talk so loudly, but those people in the room can't notice it at all, their minds are already flustered, who will pay attention to these details.

Tie Dan was munching on the pork ribs with smoked sauce in the distance, watching the farce near the stone house, covering his mouth and laughing.

The crying in the room had gradually become louder, and Chen Dahu spat on the ground with disdain, and scolded loudly in his mouth:

"It's all crying, no eggs."

No one whispered this to him, Chen Dahu completely disdained it there, and most of the people in the four major battalions under the Imperial Horse Prison were young people who had fled back from Mongolia, and these people were all slaves of the population who had been plundered by the Tatars, and they hated the Mongols. When Chen Dahu was thirteen years old, he fled back with five companions, and when he arrived at the border pass, he was the only one left, Zhang Liang's father at that time took him in, Jiang Feng heard from Zhang Liang that when he arrived at the border pass in the wasteland, everyone had always suspected what he was eating.

Listening to the commotion in the room, Jiang Feng knew that the time had come, and patted Zhao Xiucai on the shoulder, Zhao Xiucai hurriedly cleared his throat and walked to the middle of the field, and said loudly:

"My master handed over these newcomers to the official family, which was to let them have a military family with a more beautiful background, so that they could go back to the prison family, but they were not handed over to you to be treated as pigs and dogs!"

The crying in the room suddenly quieted down, and they were all listening attentively to the conversation outside, and Chen Dahu over there shouted angrily according to the predetermined statement, but his face was full of smiles:

"What nonsense are you talking about here, we made a note at the beginning, and it was a big deal to serve the saint when we were soldiers, do you want to bring the lawsuit to the military department and the governor's mansion!?"

"Who is talking so loudly?"

"What are you! Dare to be so rampant! ”

"Don't be rude, this is our family, Lord Qijiang, the head of Jingshi Jinyiwei."

"It turned out to be Lord Jiang, who has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, and has eyes that don't know Mount Tai!"

"Since these people are from my Jiang family, then I, Jiang Feng, will take care of them for the rest of my life, and I will buy these people back!"

"The owner, we can't afford to spend such unjust money, they were happy to ignore our Jiang family at that time?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you can ignore it, give this military master three hundred taels of silver."

Zhao Xiucai hurriedly took out the silver from the jacket on his body and handed it to Chen Dahu, which is also regarded as the hard-earned money of dozens of officers and soldiers, although it is said that there is a relationship between the division and the sect, but it is still a clear accounting, Chen Dahu followed the silver, and did not make a sound, followed Jiang Feng to hug his fists, and then shouted at the top of his voice:

"Since Lord Jiang said so, the brothers don't have anything to say, let's go!"

At this time, the big stone house was very quiet, almost no sound could be heard, according to Jiang Feng's expectations, it should be loud cheers or excited crying, how could it be so quiet. Zhang Liang ripped off the gun from behind his back and began to fill the gunpowder and release the projectile. Chen Dahu gestured a few times and hid nearby with the soldiers below.

After all the preparations were made, Tie Dan went over and moved the door, looking at the scene inside, everyone was dumbfounded.

The door was black and pressed on his knees, watching the door open, everyone raised their heads with tears in their eyes, uneven, weak but firm in the middle of the qi shouted:

"The little one swears to serve the adults from today and will never regret it!!"