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Chapter 55 Borrowing money with a better attitude

Chapter 55: Have a good attitude when borrowing money

Relying on his special skills, Gu Yiqi successfully attracted a group of warriors.

In addition, Zhu Youjian promised to replenish weapons and shields for the soldiers after they were divided into teams, so more tribal warriors who wanted to buy a knife for free joined Gu Yiqi's team.

Then, we arrived at Cheng Kuo, or Jiahui's archer camp.

Of course, it is difficult for Cheng Kuo to replicate Gu Yiqi's methods.

The savage Jurchen warriors mostly fished and hunted, and their skills with bows and arrows were quite reliable. If there was a real competition, Cheng Kuo would not be able to stand out among hundreds of senior archers.

So it's simple and crude.

Cheng Kuo picked up his Lumi gun and informed everyone that Zhu Youjian wanted to form a small firearms battalion.

If you want to learn how to use a fire gun, you should first enter the archer camp and learn later. Whoever learns it first can hold a fire gun first.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone made a small noise for a while.

Regarding the Fire Gun, the tribal warriors were more curious than afraid of rejection.

Now Cheng Kuo wants to select fire gunmen among them. In their opinion, Cheng Kuo wants to select fifty strong men and warriors among them to control this powerful weapon.

It's just a little more powerful.

"Without flowers, birds, fish, animals, without patterns, it's just an ordinary carriage. How can it be an official? Besides, we are in North Korea."

With such a military strength, even if reinforcements from all the tribes arrived, it would still be a fierce battle with disparity in strength.

With that said, the three royal guards exited the carriage.

This counts as one.

This is where the war preparations come to an end. Any more preparations will be a hindrance.

The Jin Yiwei who put the knife on the old man's neck was also a little embarrassed. He covered his face with one hand and asked disgustedly: "We brothers are borrowing money. Do you understand? If you borrow it, you will pay it back. I will lend it to you on the way."

Once you use it, as long as you help the brothers find a decent place to live and send them around for two days, we will be rewarded, do you understand?"

And in the end, the fifty Han people who could participate in the battle as soldiers were not included in the three cattle records.

And because gunpowder firearms were rare and dangerous, Zhu Youjian thought of using them prudently.

It's just that Zhu Youjian didn't want them to shoot too much, and there weren't enough bullets for them to practice casually, so the fifty musketeers also received a bow in addition to the muskets.

"It's done?"

In Zhu Youjian's expectation, given the previous defeat, if Jiannu raised an army to attack again, his strength should be four to five thousand.

Being able to switch from a wildling archer to a musketeer is a good thing that cannot be missed. Even leaders like Chu Ergan who stayed in Black Flag Castle are eager to try it.

Now the remaining problem in Black Flag Castle is logistics. If there is no output, there must be a source of income, such as looting.

In their opinion, this is the power that belongs to the gods in heaven.

A good shooter who can hit the bullseye with three rounds will be considered good if he can hit the bullseye once after switching to a musket!

"that's true."

So it's very simple, and Zhu Youjian doesn't even need to speak, the distribution of soldiers is over.

The only difference is that the number of people in each group is different from what was expected.

"Ah! There is money, there is money! There is money!"

These fifty fire blunderbuss were just to intimidate the Jiannu.

The Jin Yiwei nodded, thinking of the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, it's not easy to meet someone who can speak Chinese, don't be scared to death, look, he peed, ugh——"

Just as he was sighing, the Jin Yiwei saw that several of the guards of the old man in blue were not squatting very honestly, and immediately waved their riding whips. A burst of Korean came from the carriage behind, and those people immediately became obedient, and kowtowed to the Jin Yiwei one by one.

.

well.

In the eyes of the tribal warriors, those who can master it must be extraordinary.

So simply, when the savages were all talking about tomorrow's fire gunner selection competition, Zhu Youjian summoned these fifty Han people, distributed simple swords and bows, and dressed in black, he used them as reserve troops.

If it really decides the outcome, the double-barreled shotgun counts.

Thinking about it, Zhu Youjian looked at the pits surrounded by tree branches and fences. The mouth of the pit faced outside the wall of Black Flag Castle. There was a large pit about one person deep.

Not to mention how crooked it is to fight.

We are not surprised!

Finally, with a hint of sourness, fifty musketeers were also armed.

With the Jinyiwei supervisors, the Han people were working in an orderly manner. The trees outside Black Flag Castle disappeared one by one. After the pits were dug, they were nailed down one by one, and the wooden walls spread rapidly.

The old man closed his eyes and did not intend to open them. He just nodded sharply when he heard the words.

They didn't want to miss the firecracker this time.

The Jin Yiwei beside him became impatient and patted his neck with the back of his knife. The old man in blue suddenly had a distorted face, closed his eyes and made a "squeak" sound, and then his body froze.

"Don't be an official."

In a rare open space outside the fortress, an archery competition was in full swing.

We Jinyiwei are so afraid of being suppressed that we are suffering from PTSD.

For example, Wuerte, Jiahui, and the chiefs are all powerful warriors.

This is to allow them to immediately drop their muskets and draw their bows and arrows to shoot if they have difficulty reloading due to lack of proficiency in times of emergency.

"How many heroes are from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Hey, who is that, still moving? Right now."

Because the competition is fierce, only the warrior who hits the red target three times in a row is eligible to learn and then try to fire a firecracker.

"Tsk, okay, I'll give you half a stick of incense to slow down."

The Jin Yiwei beside him made a sound and at the same time slapped his face twice in disdain and took two steps back.

Although some of the Jianzhou people also used firearms, our chiefs and warriors were stronger, so they were killed and the fire guns were robbed.

I used to get addicted to shooting double-barreled shotguns.

"Okay, let me tell you, the Koreans I saw along the way didn't have any color on them, they were all gray and black, but this man's carriage has blue curtains, and he can also speak Chinese, I'm sure

A little money."

In the carriage, Jin Yiwei's embroidered spring knife was pressed against a bloated old man in blue, causing him to scream loudly.

After a series of arrangements were made, there was great agitation in Black Flag Castle.

Then, the old man's voice suddenly came from the carriage, and he felt much calmer at this time.

The whole afternoon was filled with intermittent crackling. The selected person was very proud of holding the firecrackers, and the unselected ones also smashed them. They said that they were really satisfied with watching the guns being fired, and said that there was nothing unusual about the firecrackers, so they just listened.

ring.

The three Jinyi guards who had just exited turned around, only to see that the old man had already changed into a new set of clothes in a muffled voice, and walked out cautiously and handed over to the others.

"Why, isn't it obvious enough?"

"Obviously obvious."

The old man responded repeatedly, lowering his head while a pair of eyes sneakily looked around the entire body of the royal guards.
Chapter completed!
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