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Chapter 10 Alternatives in the Rebels

When they returned to the camp, everyone was cheering, and Qin Yu had almost 3,000 kilograms of food.

The gold and silver were only more than one hundred taels, and Li Dingguo only divided the two hundred taels, and the big head was handed over to Zhang Xianzhong.

The two of them settle the score clearly, strictly divided the score according to the 30-7 sequentials, and no one wants to take advantage of anyone else.

However, looking at the pile of mixed weapons, Qin Yu still felt that he had made a profit, because those waist knives and spears were not suitable for these teenagers, let alone bows and arrows.

So even if we divide it, we have to recast it. The waist knives and spearheads may weigh less than 150 kilograms, but he estimated that these piles of weapons could produce at least 200 kilograms of ripe iron.

If you have food in your hands, you are not panicked. This sentence is correct at all.

Qin Yu waved his hand and announced that he would have three salaries a day, and every salvation was full.

Suddenly, the young men's gratitude to the Qin leader was like the flood of the Yellow River, and they were endless.

Similarly, Sun Kewang's hatred for Qin Yu was like the flood of the Yellow River, rolling in.

"Stop, this is the base of our firearms camp, and idle people are not allowed to enter."

"Damn, the two little kids are blind. Didn't you see this being a major general? I dare to stop you. I will kill you now..."

"stop!"

Just as the two big men behind Sun Kewang were about to draw their swords and chop the two teenagers standing guard at the gate of the courtyard to death, Qin Yu rushed out and shouted.

The two teenagers were so scared that they hurried behind Qin Yu. Seeing this, the two men did not take action. Sun Kewang took a step forward.

"Boy, the adoptive father has an order to hand over all the gunpowder and cannons to the rear camp."

"Ah? Our firearm battalion is originally responsible for preparing gunpowder and operating firearms. Why should we hand it over to the rear camp?"

Qin Yu suddenly became anxious. He planned to wait for training for a while before going to suppress the bandits. Without gunpowder and cannons, he would be a big deal!

"Hmph! Yesterday, you and the second brother used cannons without permission from their adoptive father. Do you think others didn't know? If you have any objections, you can go to the adoptive father to argue."

Sun Kewang snorted coldly, then waved his hand and ordered: "Get in and move all the gunpowder away, no pound of it is allowed to leave, and the cannon is also dragged away by me!"

"yes!"

More than a dozen big men were about to walk in. The young men surrounded them with wooden sticks and blocked the door, looking angry.

"Everyone goes away and let them move." Qin Yu shouted quickly when Sun Kewang saw that his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The boys then gave in to both sides. Sun Kewang was a little disappointed when he saw this. If these boys dared to stop him, he would have to kill him today.

Seeing Sun Kewang carry the remaining gunpowder and cannons away, Qin Yu felt a pain in pain, and he secretly blamed himself for not hiding some gunpowder in the past?

As for the argument with Zhang Xianzhong, let’s forget it. Fortunately, the food can be eaten for a month, so there is no hurry for the time being.

...

In the following days, Qin Yu formulated a strict training plan.

I get up at dawn in the morning, run for half an hour, then have breakfast, practice queues in the morning, and practice gun stabbing in the afternoon. After dinner, I learn to recognize words until I can’t see darkness.

Qin Yu didn't know much about how to train troops in ancient times, so he could only follow his own methods.

That is to use a spear, line up dense formations, step forward neatly, and at the same time, lift the gun and stab it in. No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't stop it.

Therefore, there is only one trick to practice, that is, to sprint forward, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

For this purpose, Qin Yu was very satisfied with watching a young man sweating profusely and repeating his movements, which was much stronger than before.

After all, in this era, I had no soldiers and couldn't even sleep at night.

The masters of various battalions who were watching the fun kept laughing outside the yard, and they seemed to think that the training of the firearm battalion was just a joke and played house.

Of course, there are also some experts who want to curry favor with Qin Yu, saying that they can be trainers for these teenagers, just take care of their food.

Qin Yu politely refused these people.

"A man is born with good nature!"

"A man is born with good nature!"

"The same nature is similar, but the habits are different!"

"Sexually similar..."

In the yard, Mrs. Li was dressed in men's clothes, with some ash on her face, and her chest was flat, but she still couldn't hide her plump figure.

Fortunately, the boy was still young, so she pointed to the three-character scripture on the wooden board in front of her and recited it, and the boy below followed. As long as it did not rain, such a scene would be staged almost every evening.

After reciting a three-character scripture every day, I start to learn to write, and only learn one word a day.

Mrs. Li wrote on the wooden board with charcoal, and each of the teenagers also had a small wooden board, which was placed on her knees and followed by strokes.

The expressions are very focused.

"Tsk tsk, this leader of Xiao Qin is really good to these little kids. Not only does he eat a meal every time, he also teaches them to read and write, which makes me want to join the firearm camp."

"Haha, I think you are looking at that teaching lady!"

"Damn it, that figure and voice, don't you want?"

"Hmph! I think you'd better die as soon as possible. This woman was rewarded by the king to the leader of Xiao Qin. I heard that the major general has spoken..."

The heroes of No. 1 Middle School were lying on the wall with ladders and stools, watching the teenagers who read and read, while judging their heads and making laughs from time to time.

Qin Yu was also very angry about this. At the beginning, these guys were crowded at the gate of the yard, so he made a door, but these guys climbed the wall again, and they couldn't stop them and could not curse them.

In the evening, Mrs. Li looked at Qin Yu and asked weakly: "Young Master, I will discuss something with you. Can you put the teaching venue in the room?"

"Where did you ask me to find a house that can sit for you with more than 100 people? There are only a few rooms in total, so you don't have to sleep at night?"

Qin Yu said angrily. He wanted to find a large house and also wanted to get some oil lamps and candles. This way, he could teach not only windy or rainy, but also for an hour at night.

"But... those people lie on the wall every day, staring at me and speaking dirty words. I am really not used to it!" Mrs. Li's face was blushing and bleeding was almost dripping.

"What are you not used to? Just take a look and you won't lose a piece of meat?"

"Persevere persist, just wait until I find a suitable station."

Qin Yu waved his hand impatiently.

Mrs. Li opened her mouth and said nothing.

Now she and her daughter can only be safe and sound by relying on Qin Yu's protection. Living one more day is a profit, so she really has no confidence to refute his words.

Day of worship.

"Chief, when will we have a real guy? Look at my bamboo gun, it's all poked into a trick?"

A young man came to Qin Yu with a bamboo gun, looking bitter.

"Damn it, Tie Tou, you kid not only eat the most, but also talk the most nonsense. Come and train me quickly. I'll go and see if I fail the next assessment next time, let's see how I beat you."

Qin Yu whipped it with a whip.

"Okay!"

The boy who called Tie Tou was whipped, grinned, and ran away immediately.
Chapter completed!
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