The two hundred fat and strong subordinates behind Liang Pengfei were all stupid and blinked, looking at the sailor camp that was about to catch up with the headquarters of the Guangzhou Beggar Gang, and they didn't know how to express their mood at the moment.

In addition to desolation and sadness, Liang Pengfei really can't find other adjectives to describe everything in front of him and the melancholy in his heart. The barracks that are not much different from the broken walls after the earthquake, the barracks without any protective ability, the old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers, and the two soldiers who knew at a glance that they were deliberately arranged by Cai Panlong.

A thousand, a thousand old, weak, sick and disabled, reminds Liang Pengfei of refugee camps, Somalia, Gaza, Haiti, Chile, in short, it seems that all the suffering in the world has been concentrated on this group of subordinates.

"Cai Panlong, okay, it looks really interesting, want to play dead old man? No way. Liang Pengfei grunted with difficulty and gritted his teeth fiercely.

"Wu Liang, the head of the new camp of Xiaguan, has seen the garrison." The one on the left, a strong man with a collapsed nose on his face, said in a rough voice, and when he saluted, he didn't forget to glance at the people behind Liang Pengfei with a provocative and vicious gaze, but his provocation was completely ignored by the group of subordinates brought by Liang Pengfei.

Standing on his right was a military attache who looked a little fat, almost a mountain of meat to that station, with a face of oil and sweat, and the official robe on his body was actually wet with sweat in the winter, and the military attache who was panting for breath saluted Liang Peng and said: "The subordinate co-organized the garrison Ling Longyu, and I have seen the garrison." "The eyes that made the fat squeeze into thin slits were full of shrewdness and cunning.

"Well, two of you are exempt." Liang Pengfei glanced at the two of them lightly. He pointed to the soldiers behind them. "Are these the soldiers that Admiral Cai gave to his own officer?"

"Hehe, don't you know the garrison, this new camp, since its establishment, but there are no more than five hundred soldiers, under his hands, there are only a few broken boats converted from fishing boats, not to mention suppressing the Kou, that is, guarding Xin'an is insufficient, the subordinate has temporarily been guarding for the past few months, but it is really heartbreaking, but there is still no improvement, fortunately, you, the Liang garrison who has leveled the Nanyang Xikou, is coming, Admiral Cai has no words, and directly fills up the soldiers for you, Lord Garrison, please see, this is the roster, a thousand soldiers, One is not more, one is not less. The fat man who was as fat as a pig accompanied Ling Longyu with a smiling face, and walked forward by Liang Pengfei's side step by step, saying as he spoke.

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"Okay, thank you for your care for me, this official will definitely live up to the trust of the Admiral and keep Xin'an." Liang Pengfei took the roster with a smile, didn't even look at it, and threw it directly to the white scholar behind him.

"Fortunately, my lord, you are here, and now, the lower officials can finally hand over the messenger at hand and return to Guangzhou to surrender to the Admiral." Ling Longyu didn't seem to see Liang Pengfei's actions, and he wasn't angry, he still looked like he was kind and wealthy.

"Ling Shoubei is going back to Guangzhou?" Liang Pengfei's face was pleasant. "Don't worry, wait a few more days, the official business between us hasn't started yet."

"Lord Garrison, what can be handed over in this place, look at those soldiers, and this camp, what can be handed over?" Ling Longyu glanced at the old, weak, sick and disabled people lined up on the field, with a look of disdain.

"Young master, look at ......" At this time, Bai Shusheng behind Liang Pengfei suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pointed to the side, Liang Pengfei's gaze followed Bai Shusheng's fingers, and his gaze fell on a team of soldiers, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Here, there were about two or three hundred soldiers, and the spears in their hands were a little different from other soldiers, brand-new, quite brand-new, with a shiny spear head and a beautiful lacquered body, compared with the blackened spears in the hands of the soldiers next to them, they looked much better.

"Oh, these are the ones that the lower officials saw after they arrived in Xin'an Camp, and saw that these soldiers' equipment was very damaged, so they specially reported to the Admiral and built a batch in Xin'an County." Ling Longyu's thin eyes blinked quickly, even if he closed his eyes, Liang Pengfei could feel that this guy seemed to be a little weak-hearted.

Next to him, the one who had been gloomy and didn't say a word except for greeting Liang Pengfei, the Qianzong Wu Liang, who didn't say a word, showed a faint mockery at the corner of his mouth, but it was only for a short moment, and he returned to that gloomy and rigid expression.

Liang Pengfei crossed Ling Longyu and walked to a thin soldier in his forties, he saw Liang Pengfei walking to him, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, Liang Pengfei stretched out his hand and held him steadily.

"Can you lend me your spear?" Liang Pengfei asked gently at the soldier.

"Yes, yes, just look at it, my lord." The soldier's mouth trembled, and he didn't know whether he was excited or afraid.

"Liang Shoubei, Liang Shoubei, look at you, such a noble person, what do you know like these little soldiers, hehehe......" Ling Longyu's smile looked a little ugly at this time.

"I don't have the same knowledge as them." Liang Pengfei turned his head, glanced at Ling Longyu meaningfully, and took the spear from the soldier's hand, it was well painted, but the light weight made Liang Pengfei feel that it was a problem to use it to support Artemisia. The appearance of the gun head is also good, but after Liang Pengfei saw the gun head, his eyes almost popped out. "I said, this can also be called a gun head?"

is a very bright gun head, but it is as thin as an iron sheet, such a gun head, Liang Pengfei is really the first time to see it. I'm afraid that this is a variant of the silver-like wax gun head, Liang Pengfei laughed helplessly.

"This is the head of the gun, but it is just a little thinner, Liang is guarded, there is no way for the lower officials, Xin'an County does not produce iron, these iron materials, in addition to some remaining rags in the original barracks, the lower officials also looted a lot of iron tools in the city, and only then did they get together these two hundred and eighty-seven spears." The smile on Ling Longyu's face did not change, but the sweat flowed faster.

"This gun body ......" Liang Pengfei slammed his hands hard, and the sound of explosion sounded, Liang Pengfei looked at the gun body that was turned into two by himself, and the smile on his face was a little more: "It seems that Ling Shoubei really understands the essence of surface work." Yes, yes, monk, show me all these guns! ”

Monk Chen agreed, rolled up his sleeves and walked out from behind Liang Pengfei, and directly took the spear from the hand of the next soldier and folded it...... The crisp sound of wooden explosions sounded one after another in this field, and Monk Chen was like a bear with a big butt in the cornfield, happily breaking the corn, breaking one by one, and breaking the gun in one place.

Monk Chen didn't mean to use force at all, he picked up a gun and folded it casually, it must have been broken in two, and it didn't take much effort, at least thirty or forty spears had been destroyed in his hands.

Every time he heard it, Ling Longyu felt his heart skip a beat, as if it was a broken spear broken by Monk Chen, all of which were upside down and pierced into his fragile heart.

"Well, okay monk, stop playing, hehe, Ling Shoubei, this official almost forgot, our Xin'an, it doesn't seem to produce white wax poles, so it's normal for the wood to be brittle, right?" Liang Pengfei turned his head to look at Ling Longyu, the smile on his face became more and more pleasant, as if he was looking at a friend he hadn't seen for many years.

Ling Longyu didn't know where to take out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his face, and kept nodding his head: "The words of the garrison lord are reasonable, it is true, in fact, it is very difficult for the lower officials, but within the time limit, if the armaments are not ready, the lower officials will also have to eat military law, so they can only use local materials." ”

"Oh, I see." Liang Pengfei nodded abruptly. Then he turned his head to look at the middle-aged soldier who was looking blankly at the broken spear with his head down. "This old man, how much silver do you take in a month?"

"Silver?" The soldier raised his head in confusion, and only then did he react after seeing the smile on Liang Pengfei's face: "My lord, you are talking about salary, right?" Three hundred big bucks a month. ”

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"It's not a tael of silver a month, what three hundred big money?!" At this time, Ling Longyu suddenly shouted, and the soldier's legs were weak, and he sat down directly on the ground. "The adults have to teach the lesson, and the lesson is that the little ones have forgotten for a while."

"Liang Shoubei, here, are you the chief officer, or am I the chief officer." The smile on Liang Pengfei's face gradually converged, and there was a faint cold light flashing in his eagle-like sharp eyes.

"Of course it's Liang who guards you, the lower officials are excited for a while, and please don't blame the guard." Ling Longyu hurriedly accompanied him carefully, with a flattering smile on his face, and did his best to grovel.

Liang Pengfei couldn't help but smile, this brother is really a fucking superb, he changes his face so quickly, almost no one can beat him.

"Okay, Ling Shoubei, don't be like this, by the way, why is there only those ...... in this sailor battalion" Liang Pengfei's fingers poked at the dock of the sailor, and he seemed a little embarrassed to call those broken things that could almost only be used as dry boats to play with boats.

"My lord, you may not know, our new camp, bitter, those Tan family thieves came here to make trouble for three days, their gunboats are too powerful, our sailors' warships are not opponents at all, when they meet once, they have to lose one or two ships, the small ones have been here for three months, you see, how many ...... are left" Ling Longyu beat his chest and said, like a gambler whose wife had just been caught by a loan shark to pay off her gambling debts.

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(To be continued)