Yang He casually incited a few words and handed over the training to the instructors. Luo Xianjue shouted the roaring soldiers and stood firm.

Han Guan'er corrected everyone. He talked less and usually only said one sentence: "Stand up."

Hu Juyi patrolled patiently, and he often said, "Are you standing up, be careful of being beaten with military sticks."

It can be seen that when facing everyone, he was still a little timid, but there seemed to be something called responsibility urging him.

Yang He returned to the theater. His office was on the third floor. When he opened the window, he could see everything in the venue from a high place.

Here there is a table, chairs and a bookcase, and then there is a brass brass next to the table. There is a stove not far away, with a pottery teapot warming on it, which is the teapot that Hu Juyi gave him.

To be honest, Yang He is a relatively nostalgic person. He has been used to using this teapot, so he has been using it all the time.

The chair he was sitting on was still the captured Huanghuali official hat chair.

Compared to the square, the theater is of course much warmer, but wind often comes through the gap, which seems to freeze people's hands and feet.

The theater has been in disrepair for a long time, with large gaps everywhere, and it feels breathable on all sides. The only benefit is that no matter how strong the charcoal in the brazier is, it is not afraid of smoke and smoke.

Moreover, compared to escaping in the wilderness, life is much better now.

The charcoal in the brazier was still strong, and it sounded softly from time to time, and it looked warm, and the teapot on the stove was still steaming.

Yang He poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly. In the cold winter, it was really a pleasant thing to drink a cup of hot tea.

He frowned and thought deeply. The village was newly established and had a lot of things. Although he bought a lot of supplies, he still lacked a lot of things.

For example, medical supplies, winter clothes, young and strong can wear a full set of military uniforms, but the elderly and weak in the village and the women had to make their own clothes.

Yang He has already handed over this matter to Sun Zhaodi and others, sewing winter felt hats for men, rabbit hats for women, and wool clothes for everyone. Everyone in the village must have a set.

Gloves are also necessary, and various equipment, such as the fixed-loaded paper-tube ammunition used by the team soldiers, their coconut bags, their belts, and cable ties on each shield, must be made.

Especially in the village, there are too few craftsmen and too few scholars, which is a headache for Yang He.

besides……

Yang He walked to the wall, and there was a map he drew on the wooden board here, which was a map of the surrounding topography.

His Xin'an Village is placed in the middle, with Baishan Society to the north, with some small villages and Chamengji to the northeast, which is a large village.

Then north is Huangshan Society, and there is a Shunhe Ji, which was in the Pizhou and Xuzhou border.

On the west of Xin'an Society, there is Liuzhuang Society, and on the east is Dongjiazhuang Society.

On the east side are Qingyang Society, Mushe, Mushedian, Taoyuan Society and other communities, with some large and small villages distributed.

Yang He looked at Jiao Shan and pondered. According to Han Daxia's whistle, the bandits there had not yet moved, and he still had time for the time being.

...

Yang He planned to see the progress of all parties. He went down to the third floor. The second floor was the office of Minister Yang, Qi Youxin and Yan Dezheng, and several of them shared a room.

At this time, Qi Youxin and Yan Dezheng were busy, and Yang He did not bother them and went downstairs directly.

When he arrived at the theater, the sky was gray and some tiny snowflakes were falling. Everyone was training in the square. Yang He did not disturb them and walked directly to the northwest corner of the village.

There were few people on the streets because everyone was busy, except for some arranged patrols.

When he arrived at the northwest corner, this area had been opened into workshops, sewing workshops, weapons workshops, and firearm workshops. All the staff were allocated, and even older children were apprentices, half-working, half-time study, half-day work, and half-day work. There were almost no idle people in the village.

Yang He came to the sewing workshop, where Sun Zhaodi was taking everyone to work, with the female workers in the room and cloth clothes and leather.

Their job is to sew winter clothes and gloves, various belts, harness cloth shoulder bags, etc. Women are more careful, so they make these.

When Yang He entered, women of all sizes were shy and bowed their heads, and were anxious and anxious. They were both respectful and fearful of this Yang Xianggong.

This is very strange. In fact, Yang He is the largest diamond five in the village. However, women in the village often glared at Han Daxia and others, but no one dared to show any admiration and teasing to him.

This is obviously because the identity gap is too big, and the awe of all women for him has exceeded their admiration.

However, Sun Zhaodi immediately greeted him and said repeatedly: "Havenly, is your husband here to inspect? Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

She wanted to move a brazier and pour tea. Yang He signaled that she didn't have to be too polite and took a tart cloth bag. This was the shoulder bag on the right side of the firearm soldier, and placed a fixed-packing paper shell and ammunition, which could be filled with about thirty rounds of fixed-packing medicine.

At this time, I was wearing a strap on it. When I was carried on my back, I could use iron and copper buckles to adjust the length. Generally, ordinary soldiers used iron, and officers of the captain-level armored squadron level used copper.

Yang He nodded, but was still satisfied. After all, he designed the bag himself. After he made the sample, he asked Sun Zhaodi and others to make it accordingly and do the same.

Judging from the iron and copper buckles on it are quite exquisitely made, this is the credit of brothers Zhang Chugong.

I took another tart cloth bag and looked at it. The styles were slightly different, but there was also a strap that could be carried on my body. This is a coconut scoop bag and a kettle.

It also has a waist belt and hole style, which is similar to the belt around Yang He's waist. The officers have copper buckles and the soldiers have iron buckles.

There is a cable harness, which can be worn on the shield and then carried on the body, and the length can also be adjusted.

There are also gloves, made of thick linen and cotton cloth, which is also designed by Yanghe.

In fact, if it is not leather gloves, it is best to weave gloves. Of course, Yang He knows the weaving method, but it is too slow, so use cloth for the time being.

He looked around roughly and was still satisfied with Sun Zhaodi's work.

Seeing Yang Xianggong's face, Sun Zhaodi smiled beside her. She was a delicate person. Knowing what Yang He cares about, she promised Yang He that by November, the winter clothes and gloves of the old and young people in the village could be sewn.

Yang Hedao: "You don't have to hurry up. Remember, quality comes first."

Sun Zhaodi said, "My husband has taught me a lesson, the little woman remembers it."

She remembered something and said, "By the way, the leather cover I asked for was already made."

She got a condom, but it was Yang He designed the holster to place the hand gun.

Yang He saw that the best cowhide was sewn quite finely. There was a loop behind the holster, and the belt could pass through it, which was a bit similar to the holster of a Western denim jean.

Yang He took off his belt, penetrated the gun holster, moved it to the right side of his body, and then inserted his pistol into it.

He tried a few times, and it was very convenient to pull the gun. Finally, he pulled it out, and turned the pistol flexibly in his hand for several times, and then inserted it back into the gun holster.

He covered his cloak, left the sewing workshop, and went to the weapon workshop to check out. Sheng Santang and others made shield vans and hanging houses here.

The soldiers of the Zhuang Squadron already have a large number of shields, long cards and round shields, but the killer team can carry their own shields, but the firearms cannot. Therefore, if they fight in the wild, they need shield chariots to cover.

At the moment, Yang He designed two types of shield cars, both of which are only twenty or thirty kilograms, which can be pushed, pulled and carried, and can be easily taken by one person.

This kind of shield car is made of hardwood and is as thick as an inch, or more than 30 millimeters. It can protect bows and arrows very well. Even ordinary crossbows cannot penetrate, and even knife and axe can't do anything, which can give the musketeers behind it a great sense of security.

But there is one disadvantage, it can prevent bows and arrows, but it cannot prevent firearms.

The shield truck with fireproofing weighs at least a few hundred kilograms. It is too bulky and requires a lot of raw materials, so Yang He has no choice.

Although he bought some supplies, he had to save money.

Finally he came to the firearm shop of the Zhang Chugong brothers. Some old and weak people were busy here, loading fixed-load paper tube ammunition according to the numbered areas erected everywhere.

The situation of each gun is different, so you can only be divided.

Yang He also bought some scattered lead bullets from Ambassador Deng, which vary in size. After Zhang Chugong brothers tested the situation of each gun, they determined the charge amount and size of each bird gun. They set a number for each gun, and temporarily selected the lead according to the number.

According to the amount of gunpowder, each package of 500 fixed-packed paper-tube ammunition is packaged.

When Yang He arrived, there was a rush of heat here. Zhang Chuxun seemed to be looking at an object, and Zhang Chugong and Zhang Chujing next to him also looked thoughtful.

Seeing Yang He, Zhang Chugong and the other two hurriedly saluted. Yang He waved his hand and said, "Has it been made?"

Zhang Chuxun said solemnly: "According to my husband's design, the villain and others have been made."

Yang He took a deep breath and said, "Try it."

Zhang Chugong took his bird gun, which had been modified to become a flintlock gun, especially the bottom of the chamber was empty, and the two ends were lighted, but the silk was already taken out.

After the gun is controlled, it is not that the back door is closed, but also that the two ends are light iron pipes, but they are just closed with a wire sleeve to serve as the bottom of the chamber.

"When the wire turns, turn left, enter, and turn right, exit. When the abdomen is long, such as lead or the fire door, take the wire to turn the back door for trimming."

——Qi Jiguang, "New Book of Ji Xiao".

This fact is similar to the screws and nuts of later generations. After twisting and opening, it is also conducive to the cleaning and repair of the breeze.

Then Zhang Chujing took a round of fixed-loaded paper tube ammunition, Zhang Chugong took it, and directly stuffed the fixed-loaded paper tube ammunition from behind the bottom of the chamber, no longer loading the front bore.

Then Zhang Chugong took the item handed over by his younger brother. It was a copper bolt, which was similar to the shape of a gun bolt from later generations, but in fact it was more like a combination of screws and nuts, but it had no threads, and it was also solid.

The copper bolt is made of brass, polished very smoothly and full of artistic luster, especially the front end is like an arc knife.

Zhang Chugong slowly stuffed the copper bolt into the gun barrel. The end of the gun barrel at the bottom of the chamber had been wrapped in thick brass. With a sound, the tiny part of the front end had been put in, and the rest was blocked, just like a bullet shell could not be stuffed into it.

Then, the copper bolt was stuck in a special empty groove behind the wooden bracket.

There seemed to be another sound, as if it was the sound of the fixed-load paper tube ammunition being cut.

There seemed to be a rustling sound of inducing medicine into the fire door nest, but the position of the gun barrel moved past, causing the fire door to tilt slightly.

"You can tilt the gun body to the right to let the Chinese medicine in the inner part enter the fire gate nest more."

Yang He said.

Zhang Chugong acted as he said, and finally he pulled down the hammer. Kakaka's voice, the hammer had reached the position to be fired.

He seemed a little excited, and his two brothers held their breath and focused.

Finally, Zhang Chugong pulled the plate machine, and with a loud bang, there was smoke everywhere at the fire door and the muzzle, but it was not live ammunition, and no lead flew out.

Seeing Zhang Chujing and Zhang Chuxun's expressions full of surprise and excitement, Yang He also breathed a sigh of relief.

He saw it clearly just now, there was still some leaks, but it was all warm white mist and would not hurt people. It would not leak hot air like the Folang Ji, which would hurt people around him.

This is enough, after all, it is a battle within a hundred steps.
Chapter completed!