Zhang Jimeng personally brought hundreds of craftsmen over and handed him over to Zuo Mengeng.

Looking at the increasingly large military camp that was taking shape, Zhang Jimeng couldn't help but look sideways.

"Mr. Ruo Gu is very considerate of you. Knowing that you need craftsmen, he sent the best ones from Wang Gong Factory and weapons factories in various places to you. Also, from now on, this weapons factory can get pig iron every year.

Ten thousand catties, fifty thousand catties of coal.”

Zuo Mengeng frowned.

"This is not enough."

Such a small amount, according to Zuo Mengeng's expectation, may not even be enough for one month's use.

Zhang Jimeng was also helpless.

"This is a regulation of the imperial court. A weapons station can only use so much. As for the rest, the imperial court doesn't care."

This is a hint that Zuo Mengeng will find a solution on his own.

Of course Zuo Mengeng understood and had no resistance.

Isn’t it just to be Li Yunlong?

Who wouldn't?

Zhang Jimeng said again: "I have sent you the military uniforms and weapons you want. There are 500 sets of military uniforms, all of which are old. As for the weapons, there are 400 scimitar handles and more than 700 iron spearheads.

You go find a craftsman and make a spear yourself."

Although Zuo Menggeng's idea is to turn the rear battalion into an all-firearms unit, it will be impossible to realize the full deployment of the army.

Therefore, cold weapons must be used during early training, and also to prepare for emergencies.

Later, Zhang Jimeng told him how Hou Xun handled the matter and told him one more thing.

"Gongbaoxing (Gongduan) asked me to bring you a message, Yimeng is a beautiful place with great potential."
Chapter completed!