Liangzhe Road, Mingzhou, Changguocheng.

This is Zhoushan, which has the island of Thousand Buddhas in later generations, but it has not been well developed yet and is desolate. I occasionally see several small winter boats floating back and forth on the calm and turbid sea surface.

Originally, the Maritime Warehouse Department should have been set up here to manage overseas import and export business, but in recent years, the pirates in Zhoushan have been rampant, and the originally prosperous transportation industry has gradually withered. The original Maritime Warehouse Department has also moved from here to Hangzhou, and set up the Donghai Warehouse Department in Yuhang to control the entry and exit of maritime foreign trade.

This originally rich land gradually fell, and the Island of Thousand Buddhas gradually became the Island of Thousand Ghosts. No one knew whether there would be pirates and Japanese pirates on the island to hide.

However, in April last year, a team of soldiers who looked like miscellaneous soldiers arrived at this place. When they first came, they were ragged and had little food.

But even so dangerous, they still practiced. They farmed and raised pigs without vegetables and meat, went to sea to catch fish, and opened the market to make irons without weapons, and forged them themselves.

After nearly a year of hard work, the villages that were originally empty had already lived in many families, and many soldiers simply married and settled down here. Because of their protection, the surrounding villages began to gather in this direction.

In less than a year, the Thousand Buddha Island, which was about to wither, also gathered with tens of thousands of people, and vaguely became the largest town around.

Although there is no protection from the city wall, these soldiers are extremely dedicated. They defeated pirates and attacked more than ten times in less than a year, defeated Japanese pirates and nuisances seven times, killed nearly a thousand Japanese pirates, seized tens of thousands of supplies, and even two sea boats.

The local people called them the Yang family generals. Some people who knew a little said that the young man who led the army was Yang Wenguang, the grandson of the invincible Jindao Lao Linggong.

These soldiers who seem to be inactive are extremely powerful in combat. They are pirates and pirates who are fighting with broken iron and will not dare to go ashore. As long as they see the big flag embroidered with the word Yang from a distance, they will turn around and leave.

It has been said that heroes are young, but now this young hero is truly impressive. At that time, many imperial guards were beaten by the Japanese pirates and pirates, but now they can protect one side with only this group of miscellaneous troops.

The Yang family’s reputation is well-deserved!

Some people also told Yang Wenguang why the court was so dedicated to them regardless of their concern. Yang Wenguang never commented on him. He focused on his work, took his soldiers, hoarded his fields, and raised his pigs.

It is not at all swaying by the wind and rain outside, and it is as firm as the green pine that holds to the cliff.

Just because before he came, Lord Song once wrote a letter to him, saying that if you want your Yang family’s reputation to resound throughout the court and your Yang family’s battle flag to float on the frontier again, you have to lay down the roots, stabilize and sink. Only when it is deeply, steady and heavy, and sink far away, can it appear like a giant whale coming out of the water, and its sound runs through the sky!

He listened and, with almost no supplies, he led a young team of gangsters and refugees to take root. Not only that, he also trained these scattered soldiers into an iron army. Although they were dressed in rags, their combat power was amazing.

On this day, the fog had not yet dissipated in the morning, but the soldiers who had gone out to fuck had already returned to the camp. Yang Wenguang was holding pickled porridge and salted fish and starting the breakfast for the day.

Suddenly, I heard a ox-like shout from outside.

"My child Wen Guang, come out to pick up grandpa!"

When Yang Wenguang heard the movement, he shook his head and put the bowl down, and said to his deputy beside him: "That guy is coming to disturb him again, I'll go and handle him."

The deputy was just laughing. After all, there were few people who could joke like this with the general, and the visitors were one of them. Because the two sides interacted a lot, everyone was used to it. After all, there was no stinking problem with those literati in the military camp.

Yang Wenguang walked out of the camp and saw a man like an iron tower walking out of the fog with great confidence.

"You scalper, what do you call a ghost in the early morning?"

Yang Wenguang's scolding made the big black bull laugh: "Grandpa came to see you personally, but you still said that grandpa, your grandson is not allowed to do it."

"You? The defeated general is still my grandfather? Let's take another move and see if I beat you up and call you dad." Yang Wenguang lifted up his sleeves: "Come on, your dad wasn't crisp enough last time, and dad wasn't satisfied yet."

"The dog's grandson is disrespectful." The big black bull spat: "Grandpa won't bother with you..."

"What's the guilty thing? Come on!"

The big black bull snorted, but Yang Wenguang laughed: "Is your son afraid?"

"Today, grandpa is concerned about his work and doesn't care about you. Last time I was hungry. If I were full, how could you still be crazy!"

"What is your trash son who is waiting to die? I'm afraid he's not going to steal someone's sister-in-law again."

Faced with Yang Wenguang's teasing, the big black bull's face turned red: "Don't talk to grandpa, see what grandpa has brought you."

After saying that, he put his fingers into his mouth and whistled a crisp sound, and then the sound of wheels rolling in the mist behind him came.

Before Yang Wenguang could react, he saw a convoy slowly appearing at the gate of the camp through the fog.

The convoy was as long as 100 vehicles, which was an unprecedented big scene. Yang Wenguang stood there and was stunned for a long time.

"Son, what is this?"

"Call me, Daddy, Daddy tells you." Dahei Niu smiled unyieldingly: "If you don't shout, Daddy will bring the things back."

"You try it." Yang Wenguang sneered: "Look at if you take it back, can your skin be worn on you guys."

The big black bull's face finally couldn't hold back. He took out a letter from his arms, read it for a long time, and then suddenly impatiently stuffed the letter into Yang Wenguang's arms: "You see, I won't serve you."

"You don't know how to read, are you?" Yang Wenguang laughed and took the letter: "Who's the letter?"

He opened the letter while saying that, and the handwriting on his head made him stand on the spot as soon as he looked. He glanced around quickly and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"I'll read it to my grandfather, what's written on it?"

"You can try calling grandpa again!" Yang Wenguang put the letter in his arms and put it in his arms: "It's Lord Song."

"Damn... the handsome man!" Da Hei Niu was stunned at the time: "Why didn't you tell me that he was the handsome man?"

Yang Wenguang rolled his eyes and slapped the envelope on the face of the big black bull: "Look at what are the three words on the corner of the envelope?"

"I'm illiterate!"

"Song Beiyun!"

In fact, the content in the letter was nothing, it was just a letter of encouragement, but the content of the encouragement shocked Yang Wenguang. Hundreds of vehicles of supplies... and they were all sent from the Ministry of War!

Ministry of War!

He didn't care about those things, and walked to the first car and opened the box on it. It was filled with copper plates and a box full of!

Then, although the second box was also money, it had been replaced with a promissory note. This was something that was created after the Xu family and the Ministry of Revenue were integrated, and it could be used as money.

After roughly calculating, in addition to the military pay this year, there were about 30,000 ounces more. According to the content of Lord Song’s letter, it was the “bonus” given by the Ministry of War to reward soldiers who bravely fought against the enemy on the front line.

In addition to money, the box behind is filled with weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds, as well as armor, long bows, food, jerky meat, and even some scarce fruits and leather jackets to protect the cold.

Leather jacket! Yang Wenguang envied the leather jackets worn by the grassland barbarians for a while, but the price was very expensive. He couldn't bear to buy one, but now it's one for each person.

I can't wait to wear a leather jacket. Although it is thin but extremely warm, it's just a bit uncomfortable, but this is a leather jacket!

Then he picked up the knives and took a closer look. The young man from a military background could tell whether the knives were good at first sight. It was not an exaggeration to say that the knives in his hand was a treasure knife. It was full of coldness and sharp blades. Not to mention the broken knives forged in his camp, even the Tang knives made by the Japanese pirates were not as good as these treasure knives. If two knives were cut, the treasure knives in his hand would definitely break the other party and the knife with one knife!

And there is more than one such treasure knife, just like that leather jacket, everyone has it!

"My boys!" Yang Wenguang shouted: "Come out and split up the guys!"

The ragged army in the camp ran out, and they were all shocked by the scene in front of them. Then someone soon reacted and rushed to the front of these arms, and began to snatch them as if they were crazy.

"Luck me in line!" Yang Wenguang roared: "What does it look like? Everyone has it!"

The swords, guns, armor, bows and crossbows, and well-equipped people make people wonder if the Song Dynasty swallowed up the Liao Kingdom.

The gangsters who used to tie bamboo pieces to their bodies were for the first time wearing tough and thick chain mail and iron wire armor, put on steel helmets, tied red cloth on their arms, and then tied the tough sword so straight, so handsome that they were not as handsome as a person.

"hiss……"

After Yang Wenguang put on a light silk armor, he felt like he was dreaming. He walked up to ask the big black bull: "Who did Lord Song snatch?"

"What Lord Song, this is sent to you by the Ministry of War! Please think twice about it."

Before the big black bull could speak, a literati came over behind him. He walked up and down to look Yang Wenguang: "Are you Yang Wenguang, the commander of the New Army of the East China Sea?"

"New Army of the East China Sea? What is that..." Yang Wenguang was stunned: "Are you?"

The man nodded: "Student of the School of Engineering and Social Sciences, Huang Ke. He was ordered to come to the Donghai New Army as the political commissar."

Yang Wenguang and the big black bull looked at each other a few times, and the big black bull shook his head. Yang Wenguang knew that he could not count on this guy, so he turned his head to look at Huang Ke: "Brother Huang, what is the political commissar?"
Chapter completed!