Yang Chengying's self-confidence comes from the enhancement of strength.

And the most intuitive embodiment of strength is the soldiers and horses.

So far, there are a total of 8,359 soldiers under the Jinzhou Wei banner.

Although the origin is somewhat complicated, after a series of campaigns in the north some time ago, and the incentive of rich salaries, the morale of the soldiers is high, and they are loyal and reliable.

As a top student of the military academy in the previous life, Yang Chengying knows very well that there is no problem with enthusiasm, and he is still well-trained to play a vital role.

Therefore, the day after Yang Chengying returned to Jinzhou City, he ordered troops on the school field.

He took the lead and sat cross-legged on the podium.

In the army, the names of the names of the rosters are named one by one according to the roster.

The soldiers sitting in the school yard pricked up their ears to listen.

Whoever points to it, who is out of the queue.

Yang Chengying would ask Gongsun Sheng and other guards to come forward to check, and if they found something abnormal, they asked the soldier to run five kilometers around the school field on the spot.

Those who pass the inspection will receive the next month's salary, one tael or four coins and one hundredth of rice on the spot.

Doing so, although it was slower, was conducive to Yang Chengying to grasp the situation of the soldiers at the first time.

All generals are not allowed to be present.

Only Ning Wan and Mao Yuanyi were there, sitting behind Yang Chengying.

In order not to let Luo Sanjie intercede, Yang Chengying deliberately broke him away and set off early this morning to Denglai.

"The general is really harsh!"

After Ning finished watching it for a while, I couldn't help but sigh.

"War is not a dinner party, it is a death. If the general is incompetent, it will lead to the annihilation of the entire army; If the soldiers are incompetent, maybe the embankment of a thousand miles will collapse in the anthill. ”

For Yang Chengying, who is familiar with history, the lessons are not too many, and they are not profound.

The most typical, of course, is the Battle of the Rivers.

The unprecedentedly powerful Former Qin army suffered defeat because of the rout of the soldiers. The foundation that Fu Jian and Wang Meng had worked hard for half their lives also collapsed.

"What the general said is extremely true, it is precisely the soldiers who are not numerous, but the fine."

Mao Yuanyi, who is full of poetry and books, understands this very well.

"Makes sense. General, is it time to put the casting of bird guns on the agenda? ”

I smiled slightly, and naturally moved on to the next topic.

"Brother Zhisheng, what do you think?"

Yang Chengying looked at Mao Yuanyi, and he had to listen to his opinion on this matter.

Mao Yuanyi thought about it and put forward a few problems that need to be faced at the moment.

First, the supply of raw materials must ensure that there are stable supply channels.

Second, it takes skilled workers to cast bird guns, and if you don't do it, you will die.

Thirdly, the choice of addresses is a matter of guarding against possible invasion by slave chiefs.

These questions are very level-asked.

"I asked General Luo to go to Denglai and meet with You Shihun secretly, just to solve the problem of raw material supply."

Yang Chengying explained: "Providing high-quality pig iron is easy for those nobles in the court. ”

"It's better to smelt it yourself."

Mao Yuanyi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What kind of virtue they are, the general knows better than me." ”

The 500 bird guns provided to Yang Chengying last time were 500 actual receipts. Nine hundred bird guns should have been received, of which four hundred were of questionable quality.

After Mao Yuanyi saw it, he strictly ordered the soldiers not to use it.

The most interesting thing is that it is said that the figure reported by the Ministry of War to the cabinet is neither five hundred nor nine hundred, but one thousand two hundred.

It is said that Daming manages firearms strictly, and this time it is a big surprise for Yang Chengying.

"I'll find a way to solve the raw materials, and the next thing is the journeyman."

Yang Chengying suddenly thought of something and asked Mao Yuanyi: "Brother Zhisheng, do you have any acquaintances in this regard?" ”

"Someone who knows firearms?"

Mao Yuanyi thought about it, and her eyes lit up: "There really is." ”

"Who?"

Yang Chengying hurriedly asked.

"Sun Yuanhua."

Mao Yuanyi said word by word.

Hearing this name, Yang Chengying slapped his thigh, how could he forget him.

Then, I listened to Mao Yuanyi introduce Sun Yuanhua's life: "The word is the beginning of the sun, and the number is the east of the fire." He was a man in the forty years of Wanli, but unfortunately he has not been a Jinshi since then. ”

"He studied firearms and mathematics under Xu Gelao, so he gave up the imperial examination and returned to his hometown in Jiading to concentrate on Western studies."

"I guess I haven't been out of the mountain until now."

After Mao Yuanyi's introduction, Yang Cheng should say: "Great! This is indeed the talent I need, but I am afraid that he will not come to Liaodong. ”

"Brother Chu Yang has always cared about state affairs, if you write to him, I believe he will come."

Mao Yuanyi said confidently.

"Great!"

Yang Chengying clapped his hands, "Then please ask Brother Zhisheng to write a letter, I will send Gongsun Sheng south to send the letter to Mr. Sun, and ask him to go north quickly." ”

"Okay." After Mao Yuanyi agreed, he got up and left to write a letter.

Yang Chengying summoned Gongsun Sheng and told him to go south with the letter and hand it over to Sun Yuanhua in person. He also told him that he would come back to report whether the matter was successful or not, and that he was not allowed to use coercion and other improper means.

Gongsun Sheng wrote them down one by one, and after saluting Yang Chengying with his fists, he got up and left.

The counting lasted a whole day.

Yang Chengying, like the soldiers in the audience, sat under the sun.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yang Chengying asked the soldiers to go back, and those who didn't get their names will come back early tomorrow morning.

As for the name, they either perform the task or continue training.

After they dispersed, Yang Chengying did not return home immediately.

Instead, he rode a horse to find Qi Dazhuang.

Qi Dazhuang used to burn charcoal, and now he is responsible for building agricultural tools.

Before I got to the door, I heard a clanging sound coming from inside.

"General, you're finally back!"

Some craftsmen led by Mo Mazi kowtowed excitedly when they saw Yang Chengying.

During the time that Yang Chengying was not in Jinzhou City, some of the craftsmen who had healed their scars and forgot the pain began to work again, scaring some of the craftsmen represented by Mo Mazi enough.

"I'll see how you're doing."

Yang Chengying patted Qi Da Zhuang's shoulder, "I hope Qi Zhuang has learned the lesson of the last time and won't make another moth." ”

The craftsmen who were familiar with the inside story looked at each other and kept silent.

"General, I assure you, although some places are not suitable."

Qi Dazhuang slapped his chest loudly, "Absolutely according to your instructions before leaving, you are seriously playing farm tools." ”

"Then tell me about the current situation."

Yang Chengying could see that he was tired, but he didn't have an immediate seizure.

"I now have 30 garrisons, 80 craftsmen, 130 miscellaneous servants, 5 iron-making furnaces, 3 charcoal kilns, and 1 steamed bread kiln......

"Wait?" Before Qi Dazhuang could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Chengying, "What is the steamed bread kiln?" ”

"Back to ...... The general's words, yes...... It is a kiln for firing porcelain, and because it is shaped like the steamed bread we eat, it is called a steamed bread kiln. ”

Qi Dazhuang. , a dignified seven-foot man, actually spoke in a lower and lower voice, which shows how weak his heart is.

And all these moths!

"Nonsense! You don't make farm tools well, what kind of porcelain do you make? ”

Yang Chengying was so angry by Qi Dazhuang that he immediately ordered: "Go, demolish it for me!" ”

"Yes!"

I had expected that the general would be angry, but Qi Dazhuang didn't dare to defend himself, so he promised to call someone to dismantle the kiln.

"Wait......"

Mao Yuanyi was unusual, and openly stopped Qi Dazhuang.