One Hundred and Eighty: Let Me Hit 2 with 1 (2)

"Clean up the bandits?"

Meng Hun felt a little unbelievable. You must know that the government is too lazy to mobilize troops to rectify these people who have fallen into bandits. They have forcibly made them a scourge. I didn't expect that my husband would want to do this, but... Where are you from?

"Well, but you don't have to worry. Since I dare to use this little person in my hand to toss this matter, I am absolutely sure."

Jiang Pengji is not stupid, if she is not careful to pay off the bandits, she will die, and she even folds all the people in her hands. Since she dares to do this, she is 100% sure. To put it bluntly, this person is very calculating. Loss-making business will not be done.

Meng Hun didn't understand, what kind of trump card did this little gentleman of his family have, so confident that she dared to fight the bandits?

However, he soon knew why, Jiang Pengji took out a piece of bamboo paper folded into the size of a palm from her sleeve, and handed it to him.

"If you unfold it, you may know why I dared to do this."

Meng Hun acted according to his words, looked at the piece of bamboo paper upside down, and finally found the correct viewing angle.

Afterwards, as the former Captain Du of the Meng family, he threw the bamboo paper out of his hands in shock, but his reason was still there. He held back his movements and folded the bamboo paper carefully. It's like treating something precious.

Although it is just a blueprint, it is indeed a priceless treasure to Meng Hun!

"This, this picture..." Meng Hun is a warrior with little education, but he is also literate, has read some books more or less, and has been the captain of a county for so many years. It is unmatched by ordinary martial arts.

At first, he couldn't understand what the pictures were, but after he read the small words in the annotations carefully, an extremely huge thought suddenly rose in his heart, and his heart trembled. peace of mind.

He is no longer the former captain of Meng County. His life has been full of ups and downs. He is just at the lowest ebb, and even has the idea of ​​death.

But a man is born alive, who doesn't want to make contributions and leave his name in history?

Jiang Pengji's previous words also stepped on Meng Hun's inner weakness and itching.

He was not as lofty as others, and felt that he had changed from a captain to a child's subordinate, overqualified or condescending.

Jiang Pengji bet that he can be trusted, so why isn't he betting that the other party can be loyal?

Broad-minded and full of pride, based on this alone, even if he is powerless and white, he is a million times better than some dignitaries.

Who dares to be sure that the boy who is now an unknown boy will not be famous in Kyushu in the future?

Meng Hun's mood at this time was completely on the blueprint Jiang Pengji had given, which was exactly the crossbow drawing that Xu Ke had seen before.

Xu Ke, who is not very knowledgeable, can see its value, but Meng Hun, a professional warrior, can't see it?

"This thing... has already been produced?" He tried to suppress his excited voice, so as not to lose his composure and embarrass himself.

Jiang Pengji shook her head regretfully, and said, "Currently the craftsmen are still rushing to make the crossbow. Although this crossbow is feasible, the wood it needs is relatively fragile and not tough enough, so it can't exert the power it should have, and the range is not as far as expected. .

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Meng Hun felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not very disappointed.

"This crossbow is more than half the size of ordinary bows and arrows, and it is light in weight. It is very suitable for fast combat." After Meng Hun understood the content of the design drawing, his heart became active, and he also understood why Jiang Pengji was against Suppression. The gangster is so confident.

To train a soldier to become a perfect marksman, not only requires a lot of time and energy, but also has high enough requirements for the trainees. Eyesight, arm strength, and the ability to judge the surrounding environment are all indispensable.

If a soldier who worked so hard to train was injured on the battlefield, causing problems with his arms or eyesight, he would basically be useless.

Naturally, it also means that all the training costs paid before are all in vain.

However, if the bows and crossbows mentioned in the drawings are made, even for ordinary soldiers, after a little training, it doesn't take much energy, manpower and cost to make them

The other party has cultivated an existence comparable to that of a sharpshooter, even if it is slightly inferior, it is not bad.

What's more, how many marksmen are there who can do a hundred steps to penetrate Yang?

As long as there are these bows and crossbows, as many craftsmen can make, they can quickly train as many soldiers who are good at shooting!

And because it is light and easy to carry, it can be carried on the back, with a few days of dry food and enough arrows, and shuttles to and from the dense forest.

Before those bandits got close, they were probably shot into a sieve by the crossbow.

It's no wonder that my lord is so confident, and I don't know how much it will cost if someone else goes to clear up the gangsters.

However, there was one more thing that Meng Hun didn't quite understand.

The bandits don't even bother to take care of the government, it can even be said that they don't have the energy to take care of them. Why does my husband think of doing this?

Facing this inquiry, Jiang Pengji thought for a while and said to him, "If you tell a lie, I will tell you that your husband and I are a living Bodhisattva. It is my duty to punish rape and eliminate evil. But if you tell the truth If so…that’s definitely not the case.”

Meng Hun: "..."

"The truth is... you need money to recruit soldiers and horses. Your husband and I are so poor that we have no money and no money. How can we have so much spare money to buy some young men?" Jiang Pengji snorted, Meng Hun was calm on the surface. , but there is an indescribable subtlety in her heart. She also said, "Most of the people who fall into bandits are young people who can't survive. Although these people have some problems, they can't kill everyone with a stick. Take it. Pick and choose carefully, and you can still pick out a few good seedlings."

Meng Hun: "..."

For this reason, he believed it.

Jiang Pengji put on a joking expression, and suddenly turned serious again, "As for the other reason, it's what I told you before. Let the bandits gather and become powerful, and when the people of Meng County in Cangzhou spread the word here, I'm afraid their hearts will be broken." It will also be restless. Instead of waiting to face the locust-like bandits, it is better to seize the opportunity, divide and divide, and break the interest relationship between each bandit village."

Meng Hun's expression turned serious, and he said, "Your Majesty has great thoughts."

Jiang Pengji added, "But it's true that I don't have money."

Meng Hun: "..."

Feeling, why is there a sense of sight when you are on a thief ship?

Scratching his head secretly, some doubts flashed across the serious captain's face, but he quickly suppressed him again.

He has just joined the new master and needs to do some merit to prove himself, how could he have such a big misunderstanding of Lang Jun?

So, Meng Hun suppressed this weird feeling. (To be continued.)