At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the technology of artillery guns has made great progress, and a well-made Lumi gun can even penetrate triple armor, even if it is the top master of the blue blood sword world, it is impossible to survive being surrounded by hundreds of firearms.

It's just that every well-made firearm is worth a lot of money, and those general guerrillas of the government still like to fight with swords and spears, and are not enthusiastic about the firecracker troops that need to consume a lot of money to form.

And Feng Yuan has enough silver, for him, as long as it is something that can be done with silver, it is not a difficult thing.

"Two hundred Lumi guns, each one is carefully made by Yiren craftsmen, as long as you form two teams of firecrackers, you can sweep away those bandits and bandits in the rivers and lakes and green forests!"

On the Zhuangzi outside Jinling City, Feng Yuan picked up a fire gun and kept looking at it.

The shape and structure of the whole Lumi gun is composed of a gun tube, a gun bed, a curved buttstock, a dragon head and a trigger, a fire gate, a rail, a front mouth, a rear door, and an aiming device called Zhaomen and Zhaoxing.

The cold gun pipe flowed with an icy murderous aura, and if there were three thousand well-trained firecrackers forming a three-fold formation, even a cavalry of the same size would not be able to break through.

It takes two or three years for a well-trained cavalryman to be trained, and a firecracker, as long as he learns firearms and exercises his courage, can go into battle in less than a month.

"Brother Jiang, these firecrackers are sharp weapons that I specially bought, from today onwards, you will recruit another hundred people and train into two teams of firecrackers!"

One hundred firecrackers and two hundred well-trained family members, with these three hundred people as the core, can influence and control thousands of people, in Jiangnan, three hundred family members can be regarded as a not weak force.

This is also the limit of the strength that Feng Yuan, the Great Ming Sect Domain, can have.

Although the nobles and officials of Jinling are not very capable, they are not blind. They may be weak to deal with Qing soldiers and thieves, but they are not lacking courage to deal with Feng Yuan, the Great Ming Sect.

If Feng Yuan continues to recruit troops, train soldiers, and buy guns, with the temperament of these people, he will soon label Feng Yuan as a rebel, and then mobilize people from all walks of life to encircle and suppress.

In Jiangnan, the status of the prince and brother of the domain is not as good as an ordinary person.

Feng Yuan is not afraid of these people, but he also doesn't want to kill with these people at this critical time, wasting time to grow and grow.

"My subordinates know! Give me a little time, I will definitely be able to train an elite for the little prince!"

Jiang Yingjie stood beside him, his momentum was a little more fierce than before, and his spine was straight, like a spear. Hearing Feng Yuan's command, there was no hesitation.

After training in Zhuangzi for so long, he is no longer the former guard beater, but a general who can train and lead the troops. At least in terms of military training, he absorbed a lot of experience from Qi Shaobao's military book, and he had confidence in his heart.

While the two were talking, more than 100 family members were still training hard in Zhuangzi, and the shouts were endless.

Feng Yuan asked people to put away the two hundred firearms, and then turned his gaze to the open space in the Zhuangzi, at this time, more than 100 people wearing iron armor were divided into three formations, the front formation was holding swords and shields, and the back two rows were holding spears.

The iron armor and knives and guns on these people are not light.

However, despite the sweat on their foreheads, their hands and feet did not tremble, and they still had the strength to train for most of the hour.

"How are these two hundred families training now?"

Feng Yuan asked casually.

The two hundred young men recruited by Zhuangzi were either military households near Jinling who could not eat, or refugees who fled from Jiangbei.

In the context of the mountains of corpses in the north, it is very difficult for ordinary people to find a stutter, and it is a treatment that many people dare not dream of being valued by nobles and accepted as a family member, and they can eat a full meal every day.

These people understand this, so they have been training hard every day for most of the past six months. Not a single deserter.

"They practice twice a day, train very hard, and their strength far exceeds that of the officers and soldiers who garrison Jinling, as long as they go into battle and temper twice and see blood, they are an elite!"

Jiang Yingjie has full confidence in the soldiers he has trained with his own hands. However, no matter how well you practice, if you don't show it, it's an empty shelf, and you can't become an elite soldier.

"It's very simple to go into battle and see blood, there are so many bandits and bandits in Jiangbei, you train the musket team first, and after a month, I will personally take people to Jiangbei and fight those green forest thieves!"

It is now the beginning of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, and the national fortunes of the Ming Dynasty are only more than a year left, and if you continue to stay in Jinling, you will only be restrained by the Jinling garrison and many civil and military officials.

Anyway, Emperor Jianwen's treasure has already arrived, and Feng Yuan has already thought of going north to Lianghuai.

Now Li Zicheng captured Henan and Jingxiang, and the Qing soldiers outside the pass broke through the pass and plundered, drove straight in, and went deep into the land of Qingzhou, Shandong, and the elite of the Ming officers and soldiers were exhausted in the Battle of Songshan and the Battle of Zhuxian Town, and they could only sit back and watch the Qing soldiers and thieves wreak havoc in the north.

The war raged for days, hundreds of people became homeless, and most of the young and strong among the homeless people turned into rogues, flowing in all directions, the two Huai are connected to Henan, Huguang in the west, and Shandong in the north, and a large number of homeless people are pouring into the territory.

The land of the two Huai became chaotic.

This kind of environment is an opportunity for Fengyuan to develop and grow!

After knowing Feng Yuan's thoughts, Jiang Yingjie's heart was agitated, recruiting troops, training elite soldiers, and sweeping Jiangbei, but he didn't expect the little prince to have such ambitions.

As a hot-blooded man, who has no idea of making contributions.

Jiang Yingjie has been training in Zhuangzi for more than half a year, and after reading military books for so long, he has long been eager to try and put what he has learned into practice.

"Don't worry, your subordinates will definitely live up to your trust!" Jiang Yingjie said solemnly.

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Let Jiang Yingjie continue to train the musket team in Zhuangzi outside the city, and Feng Yuan returned to the city and began to prepare for leaving Jinling, but before leaving, there was one more important thing to do.

"Little prince, in front of you is the villain's mansion, and it is also the main gate of our Golden Dragon Gang!"

On this day, Feng Yuan took Zhang Dahong and his party to a mansion in the city, which was guarded by several men in strong suits with a strong breath.

This mansion is the head gate of the Golden Dragon Gang, the largest gang in Nanzhili, the Golden Dragon Gang is the head snake of Jinling, and the wind and grass on the nearby rivers and lakes cannot hide it.

The Golden Dragon Gang seems to be just a relatively powerful sect in the rivers and lakes, but as long as it is subdued, the intelligence from all over the south of the Yangtze River will continue to converge. You can also buy all kinds of food, ordnance, military clothing and other materials in Jinling through the Golden Dragon Gang.

In Feng Yuan's eyes, the Golden Dragon Gang is better than three thousand elite soldiers.

"Senior Brother Zhang, we haven't seen each other for a while, are you here to meet Master?" Oh, these are ......" One of the men in front of the mansion saw Zhang Dahong, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face and walked over.

After he said hello to Zhang Dahong, his eyes turned to Feng Yuan, Sun Qi and the others. He could see that Sun Qi, Cui Wanfu and others had different breaths, and they were not ordinary people.

There is also Feng Yuan, the first of these people, wearing brocade clothes, holding a jade fan, with a detached bearing, like a prince and a prince.

"It's Senior Brother Luo!"

Zhang Dahong hurriedly saluted, and then introduced to Senior Brother Luo: "This is Zhu Gongzi, I want to see my teacher if I have something, and I ask Senior Brother Luo to help my little brother spread the word!"