"Yangzi, what's wrong?" Zu Runze asked puzzled.

Yang Fan sneered with a firearm: "What's wrong with you still asking me?" This bird has killed and injured so many people, and you still ask me what's wrong? These things are all defective! ”

Zu Runze shook his head and said helplessly: "This is also something that can't be helped, every time there is a war, something like this happens." I have asked the people in the Ministry of Industry before, and they prevaricated that there will always be accidents, and that muskets are inherently dangerous. ”

"Fart!" Yang Fan threw the bird gun in his hand on the ground and said indignantly, "I finally understand why the Daming Fire Weapon is so developed, and why it is more and more defeated." Now it's finally known. You see, these birds, and these. Not to mention how well he does the wall, this gun chamber is as thin as paper, and with a little gunpowder, can it not explode? What can't be avoided, what an accident, it's simply cutting corners! ”

When Zu Runze heard Yang Fan say this, he punched the trunk of the tree and said, "These bastards in the Ministry of Industry are really greasy. Lao Tzu had already felt that something was wrong, the explosion had happened from time to time over the years, and it was better in the Guanning Iron Cavalry at the beginning, and it didn't happen much. ”

"And these, the barrels of the guns are all spliced together, and it doesn't matter whether the eyelets are aligned or not, how can the lead beads fly out of such a barrel, and it is strange if they don't blow up. Runze, haven't you thought about it? ”

"Yang Zi, we are all born in mud legs, and the casting of this firearm has always been the responsibility of the Ministry of Industry. We know how they made it. You must know that these old bastards are short of catties and pounds, and when these things come out, Lao Tzu has to pick their skins. Have pity on those brethren. ”

Yang Fan shook his head, so much military spending is allocated every year, and there are not a few who use it to make firearms and gunpowder, but even if the national disaster is at the head, these people are still so perfunctory, and the military salary is drifting layer by layer, and in the end, in order to make up the number of firearms, they are shoddy. Originally, it was stipulated that ten catties of iron cast a firecracker, but in the end, it was only two catties. He doesn't treat soldiers as human beings at all.

"Tell me, it's okay if you don't know. Knowing that these firecrackers and bird guns can't be used, every time they are ignited, it's like lighting firecrackers, running if you can, and that's a fart fight. ”

"I'll go to the uncle and ask him to go to the Ministry of Labor."

Yang Fan drank Zu Runze and said, "What do you think in your head." Now that you have won the battle, you let Zu Dashou go to the Ministry of Labor? What do people think? Put this thing aside for now, and one day, I'll make them pay. Runze, the top priority now is to place the wounded, fortunately, they are all knife wounds, you can find someone who knows how to bandage them. ”

"Boss, we won't be in Linghe City anymore?"

Yang Fan glanced at Zu Runze with disdain, and said, "Back to a fart, I want to go back to you." Didn't you see the cheap picture of General Wu Xiang who didn't treat us as people? After the death of so many brothers, he was still complacent, without these brothers dragging 30,000 gold soldiers, what would he do to fight Azig? Also celebrate the wine, go to him paralyzed! As soon as he thought of this, he became angry and said, "Clean up the battlefield, the brothers over there sacrificed, and if they can carry it back, they will carry it back as much as possible." Since he has sacrificed, he has to hold a funeral in a beautiful manner. ”

"Qi Dabai. Qi Dabai! ”

"Yang Tou'er, what's the matter?" Qi Dabai held a scimitar that had just been seized and wiped it vigorously.

"You take a few brothers who are not injured to see the blast furnace behind Pingdingshan, and if it is not broken, continue to work. Building a house in Thirteen Peaks is not something that can be done overnight. ”

Qi Dabai was taken aback and said, "Boss, do you really want to build here?" ”

"Nonsense, what I promised, except for accidents, when have I not done it?"

"Don't be a head, if you want to fall into the grass at the Thirteen Peaks......"

Yang Fan's eyes widened, and he said, "What a falling grass, Zu Runze, pay attention to your kid's words!" We are not bandits! ”

"You have to make a home in the Thirteen Peaks. This household registration or anything must be approved by the Ministry of Households, otherwise it will be really a bandit. ”

Yang Fan snorted coldly: "Then you can ask your uncle to help." By the way, tell him that we have eaten the seven thousand men of Mang Gurtai. If you think your uncle doesn't believe it, take back the head of the reckless Gurtai. I don't think he will fail to do this business. ”

"I see it as such. But also, what do these seven or eight thousand people eat? You can't eat horse meat every day. This horse also has a time when it runs out of food. "Now that the autumn harvest is over, the grain cannot be cultivated. Seven or eight thousand people must not go hungry.

Yang Fan said with a smile: "If your uncle still reads something, please ask for it, it is naturally better to give one or two thousand stones of food, if you don't give it, I have only a way." Don't worry about that. ”

"Oh, by the way, some of these 7,000 people are all military members, which is more troublesome. I don't know if I can handle it. If it doesn't work, you can only ......"

"Call you stupid, do you really think you're a pig? Won't you build yì your uncle and reset a thirteen post in the thirteen peaks? Will these three thousand troops soon be stationed here? ”

"Then it's impossible for you to take care of Yang Tou'er, right? It is estimated that someone will be sent to take over. ”

Yang Fan said: "Take over." We do ours. He loves to be neat. Suddenly, he saw that the children were sleeping soundly back to back, so he came to the fire, picked up a bird on the ground, and walked over......

The golden autumn is cool, and Pingdingshan continues to be in full swing and works very energetically. Thousands of gold soldiers, except for those who were disabled and arranged to guard in the Golden Bull Cave, the rest were all transferred by Yang Fan as coolies. The reason is very simple, there is no need to use it in vain, anyway, in a few days, this gang of people will be gone, it is better to drain their labor force.

"I tell you that I have been in contact with your Khan. I promised to send you back in a few days, and now I'm digging to the death, digging up my share. Otherwise, I won't be able to make sure that you will stay here to mine one or two of you. Yang Fan smiled evilly.

Such a scare, regardless of whether he wanted to be lazy or sneaky, he glanced at Yang Fan viciously and began to mine desperately.

According to Yang Fan's requirements, the blast furnace under the mountain will be built with two more mouths, otherwise the cement will burn too slowly. Qi Dabai, who has returned to his old business, now looks like a master, and his command is in order, what to put over there, and when the temperature is high over there, he has a spectrum in his heart.

Yang Fan didn't interfere, climbed Tianluojing Mountain, drank a sip of cool clear spring, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, looked at the east with his hands, and said with a smile: "Ten stones for one person, Huang Taiji, sprinkle a salt on your wound, you have to endure it." ”