After a sparring practice, Wei Camel's gown was all soaked, not tired, this was scared, his fists were not far from the vital point, his feet and knees were all killed, these moves of the third master, as long as he was solid, he Wei Camel was not dead or disabled, and he was afraid of anyone!

"You take out the knife and play with it a few times, I'll see how your knife skills are?"

Speaking of Yang Meng before playing with knives, he also played daggers well, and this body also has a few wild knife skills, he is a layman when he plays knives!

Thirty swordsmen, dancing knives are also formidable, but Yang Meng can see that most of these people's knife skills are based on chopping, and with this black knife body, they may not necessarily die if they are stabbed a few times.

"Wei Huozi, why don't you stab, as the saying goes, stab to death and slash, this knife method kills people, it's difficult!"

As soon as Yang Meng said this, Wei Huozi was also clever, and he wanted the third master to praise a few words, and the swordsmen also showed their real skills, but these didn't seem to be good in the eyes of the third master.

"Third master, our swordsmanship is mainly based on chopping, and there are more swordsmanship stabbing moves, but there is no good sword, and all swordsmanship is given for nothing, just an iron knife like ours is already good, much sharper than the swords of the Yunnan Green Battalion soldiers. If you stab someone with a knife, it is easy to get stuck in the bone and break the tip of the knife. ”

Wei Huozi has been a knife hand for more than ten years, and he thinks that he is much more powerful than the soldiers in Yunnan, and he also has a certain amount of experience.

"Then find someone to fight some good knives, this guy is okay to be scary, it's okay to hurt people, and it's far worse to kill people."

For these iron knives, Yang Meng can't see them, the black thick-backed iron knives are good at scaring people, and it's a little far worse to kill people with this thing.

"Hey! Third master, what you said is not right, our knives are all custom-made by the old man at a great price, and it takes ten days to build one, which is much stronger than those brave knives in the green camp. Good knives? A good knife is so easy to build, I know a blacksmith, a good knife, a good sword, at least a year or two of hard work, just like that, it may not be possible. Those good knives are often a few hundred taels of silver, and we are hot to use! ”

Wei Huozi is a member of the Zhuang tribe, and his temperament is relatively upright, and when he heard Yang Meng say that the iron knife that the old man spent a lot of money to build was not good, he first called Qu for the old man.

"Xingdou, you can use my knife! I have a good steel knife there, but there is one rule that prohibits indiscriminate killing. Bao Jun, get my knife. ”

Yang Shiqin came out to speak, a good knife is indeed hard to find, and the craftsmen who can generally make treasure knives have been recruited by the imperial court, and it is extremely difficult to find a good blacksmith among the people.

"Dad, you're here just in time, I want to train these people, see if you can allocate more manpower to me, I'll pick and choose."

"Whatever you want, find Bao Jun to talk about this matter, you are looking for territory and training soldiers, don't provoke the people of the court, the court is not something that my Yang family can fight against, don't look at our current scenery, it is easy for the court to deal with us. The imperial court has 40,000 soldiers in Yunnan, and one person can drown us with a mouthful of spit. ”

Yang Meng's recent actions are a little abnormal, and Yang Shiqin's heart is also beating drums! There are not many people in his hands, and Lao Ding is also tight, but the alarm bell still has to be ringed, this child used to be stupid and stupid, don't make the old mistake and bring death to yourself.

"Daddy! In my province, at most, we will kill traffickers, the imperial court? I'm not stupid, I didn't touch their butts, I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty! ”

Dealing with Yiliang's Zhou Da cattle and preparing to rob opium, these things can't be said clearly, in case of failure, he is not faceless.

"It's good to know the way, remember! Our family has a lot of money, the best way to deal with the court is to make money, there are not many officials in the Qing Dynasty who don't love silver, but the big officials don't love it, you look for the same as the small officials, there are more small officials who take silver, and they can bring down the big officials! ”

Yang Shiqin finished instructing Yang Meng, and left slowly, his own stupid third child can also speak well, although the reason is not very good, but at least it will deceive people.

Yang Shiqin's treasure knife is indeed good, the blade full of cloud patterns, deep blood lines, and sharp blades, although it is lighter, it is a hundred times stronger than those iron knives.

"Uncle Ding, the old man is just this good knife?"

Yang Meng also took a fancy to this treasure knife, this thing is really good, and it makes people like it when they look at it.

"There is also a sword, you can't play with that thing, this is a manchurian general's saber, his family is defeated, a sword and a sword The old man also spent a lot of money at that time, your eldest brother cried and shouted to want, what was the result, the old man stared, and your eldest brother ran away in disgrace."

Yang Meng held the treasure knife in his hand, and he was also silently feeling his father's full love.

"Uncle Ding, find more suitable knife hands, let them run around Wuzhuang, and run until they can't run anymore, I want the fifty in front, Wei Huozi doesn't have to participate, let him be the leader."

Hearing this, Ding Baojun was also confused, so let people circle around Wuzhuang, isn't this a toss? But the third master is the third master, just run!

Ding Baojun went to choose people, Yang Meng also began to instruct the kitchen handymen, and began to plant straw men in the yard, Lao Ding selected people, and Yang Meng also set up nearly 100 scarecrows.

"Uncle Ding, are these people from our family?"

After listening to Cen Yuying's method of attracting manpower, Yang Meng is also trying to build up his own power.

"Except for Wei Huozi, the others are hired knife hands, and most of our family's manpower are in the horse gang, and these people are brave and brave in the regiment."

"Brave?"

"Hmmm! The old man also took the name of the general manager of the Kunming League, otherwise raising such a number of people would have violated the laws of the imperial court. ”

It's really not simple for his own old man, in the name of the imperial court, training his own armament, isn't this the same as when he was in the Golden Triangle?

"Uncle Ding, you said that if I give some land to these swordsmen, can they follow me and die?"

Yang Meng took out the strategy that Cen Yuying said that day as it was, and saw what Lao Ding meant.

"It should be possible, these knifemen who go down the mountain are all unable to live on the mountain, or they don't live well, they are also swordsmen to support their families, you give the land, as long as there should be some more pension silver, they promise to play with their lives, our family's knife hands, are all obtained in this way, but there is one, the land is still ours, after death, in addition to a considerable amount of silver, we have to take back the land."

Ding Baojun also said truthfully, how did the Yang family entrap the knife hand, it's not that they can't survive, who wants to make a living licking blood with a knife?

"How many acres of land are suitable for them? Do we still have idle land in our house? ”

Last time, he suffered a loss for a while, and he lost five hundred eagles in vain, and Yang Meng was much more careful this time.

"No one wants to ask for the average person in Yamada, there is too little production, and the medium field can produce more than 200 catties of grain a year, and ten acres is enough. Good fields are divided into two kinds, two-season fields and single-season fields, two-season fields can produce four or five hundred catties of grain a year, which is a good field, and the single-season fields are worse, and there are three or four hundred catties of output a year. In other places, such good fields are subject to seventy or eighty percent of the land rent, and our Zhuangzi also needs to use grain, so there is this rule. ”

Yang Meng was a little surprised when he heard that an acre of land only produced three or five hundred catties of grain a year at most, back then, there were rice fields in his own plantation, and the yield per mu was five or six hundred kilograms, which was a whole half!

"Okay, I know that I should give out five or six hundred acres of land, no problem!"

"No problem, our family has granges everywhere, and five or six hundred acres of land is nothing."

With the means of incentives, it will be guaranteed to train the troops by yourself, and after a while, a group of knifemen with tongues stuck out will let Wei Huozi bring them over.

Counting Wei Huozi, a total of fifty-one people, Yang Meng also dialed Ma Qinghu in and asked him to train with him.

"Listen to it, Lao Tzu wants to train the army, learn what you should learn well, not only will the monthly salary be doubled, Lao Tzu will give you ten acres of good land to ensure that your family has no worries about food and clothing, but you are going to sell your life to Lao Tzu, kill people and set fires, where do you go where Lao Tzu points to! If you can't do it, get out, and if you can do it, you can line up behind Wei Huozi. ”

As soon as I heard that the monthly money had doubled, and there were still ten acres of good land, none of these swordsmen left, and they all squeezed behind Wei Huozi.

"Wei Huozi, you are the same, the monthly salary has doubled by ten acres of good land, now what you have to do is to take them around Wuzhuang every day, run ten laps, and then learn moves from me."

When Wei Huozi heard this, he also had benefits, his black face was also flushed, his eyes were no different from copper bells, and he just waited for the third master to give an order to kill people and set fire.

"It's all good for Lao Tzu!"

After speaking, Yang Meng picked up a straw man on the ground, carried it to the wooden stake, and slowly beat out a set of fighting techniques, once, twice, three times, until the fifth time, seeing that the knife players were nodding, Yang Meng stopped.

"It's like this, how to play easily, no matter how the moves, these positions on the straw man must be hit. It's the same with knives, just attack these places, and if you don't practice well, you will get out of the way! If you practice well, the reward of the third master will definitely be fulfilled. ”

After speaking, Yang Meng took out the dagger he had made a few days ago, and then demonstrated it several times, seeing that they had almost learned, and then stopped.

"Third master, let's fight according to your method, this is running ten laps around Wuzhuang, is it a few laps, we are swordsmen, not rabbits."

I don't like Wei Camel a little bit for running circles, the most important thing is that running circles is too tired, this is not a practice, what use can it be?

"Wei Huozi, isn't Lao Tzu good at talking? I got up early in the morning, shouted the trumpet and ran for me, if Lao Tzu didn't listen loudly, what the reward would be as if Lao Tzu didn't say. ”

The physique of these swordsmen is too poor, and Yang Meng is not an immortal, so he can only slowly strengthen their bodies.

"Uncle Ding, the food of my fifty-two knife hands must be prepared in the kitchen, I don't care if it is good or not, but I must be full."

It took more than a month to build infrastructure and prepare tools for the drug production workshop, and during this period, the physical fitness of these knife makers was improved slightly, and it was easier to use them.