Lu Yuan couldn't help but show a look of appreciation, but there were still doubts lingering between his eyebrows. "Young master, what do you mean to fight?"

Liang Pengfei drew a topographic map of King Crab Island with the tip of a knife on the ground, with a good memory, and the tip of the knife moved slowly along the narrow strait, and the sound of the sand grinding against the tip of the knife made people's teeth sour.

Everyone's attention fell on the tip of Liang Pengfei's knife, and confusion and confusion were their unified expressions.

"Lead the dog into the poor alley." The tip of Liang Pengfei's knife finally stopped at the dock and poked it hard, and the answer was so short that everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and it made people feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.

"If you use the terrain of our King of Crabs Island, let alone ten ships, even if there are ten more ships, they will still be able to come and go." Bai Shusheng slapped it on his thigh and said excitedly.

"Young master, wouldn't this make those Western pirates know where our lair is?" Lu Yuan's brows were slightly locked, but the young master's idea really opened a new way of thinking, but it exposed another problem.

"In fact, if they really want to inquire, how can they not inquire, knowing that my Liang family's nest is here, although there are not many, but there are not a lot, I heard my father say, just my father took over this burden from my grandfather, and he did at least seven or eight times near King Crab Island, killing and injuring a lot of people. Therefore, I just thought about taking advantage of the geographical advantages of King Crab Island, so that those people can increase their knowledge, stop thinking about the idea of fighting King Crab Island, and in the same way, to win at the lowest cost, it is more convenient for us to quickly counterattack Luzon after the war to lay the foundation, Luzon is a good place, this is my start, it should be my starting point to level the entire South Seas......" Liang Pengfei crooked the corners of his mouth and laughed, the exposed white teeth showed a chill in the sunset, his eyes were evil and sinister, Zhang Xingba and others couldn't help but shudder, At this time, the young master seemed to have removed the layer of Sven's disguise on his body, and there was a blood-devouring and gloomy spirit hidden in his bones that began to bubble out, just like a fierce beast that came out of the ancient wasteland, and like a cruel hunter who also stumbled and fought countless times in the sea of corpses and blood.

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However, after checking the terrain, Liang Pengfei was a little frustrated to find that the ground on the crab foot cliff was uneven and narrow, and he was afraid that there would not be a few artillery pieces, at most two on the left crab foot cliff, and at most three on the right crab foot cliff, and all of them were small cannons, which could not play much role in blocking the invading enemy at all.

And some unscrupulous pirates even proposed to Liang Pengfei to use trebuchets, which were old stocks that were used in the time of Liang Pengfei's grandfather's grandfather, and they can indeed be used, but what is that thing used for?

Liang Pengfei was so angry that he almost wanted to tie up that fool on the scale, and let the trebuchet throw him directly into the sea to save himself and survive.

This almost made Liang Pengfei almost sad to death, like a thug who was about to rob a bank with high-explosive ZHA medicine, and after killing countless security guards, he fought his way to the door of the vault, and when he loaded the ZHA medicine, he found that the electricity ** in his hand had become a firecracker......

"What to do? Or, throw the shells with human hands. Monk Chen puffed out his chest muscles very arrogantly, picked up a heavy stone and threw it into the distance, showing off his extraordinary power.

As a result, he fell into the small courtyard of a family, and suddenly the chickens and dogs jumped, if no one was at home, maybe the eighteenth generation of Monk Chen's ancestors would have to be cordially greeted.

Bai Shusheng rolled his eyes wildly: "Monk, if you have the ability, you can throw a twenty-four-pound cannonball like Xiyi to try." The pirate next to him tilted his mouth, but there were not a few who dared to mock Monk Chen, a fierce figure whose muscles were already full of heads.

"Lao Tzu can still throw, at least twenty or thirty meters, why, look down on Lao Tzu? Believe it or not, I threw you over? Monk Chen's face was disdainful and provocative, and Bai Shusheng turned a deaf ear. Liang Pengfei, who was worrying about the grassroots, couldn't help but light up in his eyes: "Your grandmother's, there is no conscience cannon, how did Lao Tzu forget that thing." ”

"No conscience?" A vote of pirates was stupid, and looked at the young master Liang who was so excited that he grabbed the grass and jumped up, and said in his heart that the eldest young master should not be crazy, right? I've heard of the twenty-four-pounder cannon, and I've heard of the general's cannon, but I haven't heard of the conscienceless cannon.

"The phrase 'no conscience' seems familiar." Zhang Xingba touched the back of his head, with a reminiscent expression.

"Nonsense, last time Lao Tzu went to Qinglou with you, Xiao Yueru pinched you to say this." Another pirate next to him raised the orchid with a silver smile and pointed it on Zhang Xingba's shoulder, pinching his throat and learning to speak: "You ...... without conscience." Suddenly provoked a burst of hilarious laughter, Zhang Xingba's face was like cyanosis, and he punched this guy and said angrily: "I call your grandmother, you have no conscience." ”

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"Well, in this case, this conscienceless cannon will be supervised by you and Zhang Xingba, with a deadline of three days, at least ten sample cannons will be made, if the number is not enough, or the quality is not up to par, one less is made or there is a problem, each of you will carry a gong to Lao Tzu and run and knock on it with your bare buttocks, and run around King Crab Island." Liang Pengfei also laughed gloomily, but it was like the cold water of a big bathtub, which instantly poured Zhang Xingba, who was smiling in Nade, and another pirate into a bitter gourd face.

The protagonist Zhang Xingba and the pirate leader just now are like two plagued chickens with severe avian flu, completely wilted. "Young master, I really don't know what it means to be a small person with no conscience." Zhang Xingba wrinkled his face with a bitter expression, he knew that Young Master Liang, who was spitting a mouthful of a nail and a nail, was definitely not teasing himself.

"I'll ask Bai Shusheng to hand over the casting process of that conscienceless cannon to you in a while, it's actually very simple." Liang Pengfei still remembers that the most primitive conscienceless cannon, let alone a gasoline barrel, can be launched even if you dig a pit in the ground, but if you dig a pit in the ground, you can't master the accuracy and distance.

Liang Pengfei is pleased that there is a workshop specializing in casting weapons on this island, because of the strict blockade of the Qing Dynasty, it is extremely difficult to smuggle artillery out of the sea after making it on the mainland, so the old Liang family specially built an iron pot workshop and a bronze workshop on the shore, through these two workshops to send a large number of raw materials for making weapons to King Crab Island, not only big knives and spears, even muskets and artillery can be cast on the island, which makes Liang Pengfei can't help but admire the wisdom of the people is endless.

Therefore, as long as the work is simple and the conscience cannon has a size, there is absolutely no problem. The narrowest part of the strait is only more than 100 meters, and as long as 178 unconscionable cannons can be placed on the top of the cliff, it will definitely let those Western pirates who enter the strait see how fierce the great invention created by the Chinese people's army is.

And when Lu Yuan led Liang Pengfei to the underground arsenal of the Liangfu fortress, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but widen his eyes, under the light of torches and giant candles, boxes of muskets, and all kinds of cold weapons on the shelves, the collection inside can almost be compared with the adjective huge.

"Damn, there must be at least seven or eight hundred muskets, right?" Liang Pengfei opened the box, picked up the straw, picked up a musket coated with butter and played skillfully in his hand, it was well maintained, there was absolutely no trace of rust, and Liang Pengfei sniffed it, and the faint smell of gunpowder smoke proved that these muskets had been used.

Seeing Liang Pengfei's gaze, Lu Yuan explained: "Young master, most of these long muskets were snatched by us, a total of two thousand one hundred and twenty-three, one hundred and eighty-nine short muskets are left here, and the others have been rationed to the brothers, in addition, these cold weapons knives, swords, and spears add up to nearly three thousand, and the damaged ones have all been returned to the furnace, and these intact ones are kept here, and if the brothers' weapons are damaged, they can be easily replaced." ”

"Your grandmother's ......" Liang Pengfei couldn't help but scolded excitedly, put the musket back in the wooden box, picked up a waist knife, looked at the steel fire, and tried the weight, but then had doubts: "Why is the ratio of long and short muskets in this arsenal so out of balance?" ”

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ps: The first more killing, everyone continued to look, Young Master Liang began to drum, the pirate army convened by the Governor of Luzon was about to set off, and the heart of the Spanish princess was already teased by Young Master Liang, uh-huh...... In short, the follow-up is more exciting.

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