Chapter 333: Unifying Laojingou

On the spacious and open flat ground, rows of earthen houses are arranged in a regular pattern. Not far from the houses, a group of naked, sweaty men lined up in an orderly formation, practicing a set of unknown moves in unison.

There is a wooden pavilion next to the river. The workmanship is not very good, but it is not rough either. It is pretty good. Wang Yan was lying comfortably on the recliner, holding a filter-free Hardman cigarette in one hand and puffing out smoke. There were a group of old smokers around him, smoking dry tobacco with pipes every day, and he felt a little bit lacking if he didn't smoke. But he didn't like to smoke dry tobacco, and didn't want to smoke opium for excitement, so he bought all the cigarettes on purpose. Puffing out smoke, moving non-stop, fiddling with tea sets on the wooden stakes that served as a table next to him, pouring tea for his brother Zhu Kaishan who was enjoying the good life with him.

This tea set, tea leaves, and cigarettes were all bought in Bingcheng before. Of course, he traveled a long way, more than 600 miles, and he definitely didn't go there to buy tea leaves, but mainly to buy guns.

Using the years of accumulation of the Jin Dana brothers and Dushanlong's belongings, Wang Yan took people to Bingcheng to contact the arms dealers through the old Russians there, and bought 70 water-linked bullets and bullets. That is, the Mosin-Nagant produced by Tsarist Russia, which is simple to use, strong and durable, with a capacity of five rounds, 7.62mm rifle bullets, powerful and long range. Later, in the Korean battlefield, more than 200 people were killed by this gun.

It is not a little stronger than the Hanyang-made. Equipped with this gun, the combat effectiveness of the bandits under his command instantly rose to a higher level. The bandits on the next mountain and the officers and soldiers under the mountain are not a big problem.

The reason why he only bought 70 guns is not that he didn't want to buy more, but that the hearts of those who do arms trading now are black, and it is a pure seller's market. People say how much is how much, and you can buy it if you want. Otherwise, with his gold, at a normal price, it would not be a problem to get a hundred or eighty guns. This was because of the Russo-Japanese War. The guns were all second-hand. It was obvious that they were found by officers after reporting war damage. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to buy fifty guns. However, although he could not buy more guns, he bought enough bullets. It was no problem to fire a few shots and listen to the sound.

Buying guns was also a temporary expedient. In the end, he would definitely build his own military factory. In the Huaxia Empire dominated by his dynasty, industrial manufacturing was developed from scratch by him and a group of master craftsmen. So at this time, he did not need geniuses, and of course geniuses would not hang out with him, a bandit leader. What he needed was someone who understood professional knowledge and could implement his orders. But then again, these days, people who understand these professional knowledge are, to a certain extent, outstanding talents of this era, and they are not easy to find.

However, there is no urgency at this stage. It is not the time for high-end manufacturing. It is enough to build a bullet production line and get a group of blacksmiths and carpenters. Even if they wanted to make guns, Wang Yan could make them with them. It was just a matter of time.

In the process, of course, he carried out brutal training on more than 80 of his men. They must have the most basic military qualities, obey orders and follow commands, so that they can do their jobs.

He was very good at training soldiers. After years of research, the Wang's military boxing that was used by the masters of the generation to strengthen the body and kill people had already been changed beyond recognition. Although there was still no great tonic of medicinal materials, it was a life-threatening method, but the training effect and lethality were greatly improved.

These people were all bandits, but he was not used to illness at all. After all, it was not easy to live these days, and there were reasons to go up the mountain and join the bandits. Of course, he understood that there was nothing wrong with wanting to live? But it was not worth sympathy and forgiveness. In the current Shenzhou land, drought, flood, locust plague, and plague, who was easier than who? He could not sympathize with them. So even though it damaged the origin of the body, shortened life by more than ten years, and left a body of injuries and diseases, it was not a kind of luck for a group of bandits.

Following him, you really get to eat meat. How can you follow others? Although you might die, you still enjoy it. So in conclusion, it's love or death.

In fact, he didn't plan to let these bandits serve for a long time. After working with him for more than ten years, those who didn't die could retire and still have a good life for a few years.

The effect of training is good. In addition to krypton their lives, the impact on him as the boss is money. A lot of food is consumed. After all, without medicinal materials, you can only rely on eating more. However, the money for buying food and meat is really a drop in the bucket for Wang Dadang, who is guarding the gold pit.

One month after he became the bandit leader, the gold factory successfully produced gold. In addition, there were a few thieves who were not resigned to death. They were beaten up in front of a group of gold diggers. In the end, they died miserably, which frightened a group of people's little thoughts, and Wang Dadang raised the food standard so that they could see meat. With the idea of ​​more work, more pay, a group of people started to work day and night.

The gold content of the sand here is still quite high, about 90%. The head of the Wang family hired someone to refine the gold and make it into gold bars. In the past two months, the average daily output of gold was about 60 taels, and after refining, there were about 50 taels left, which was five large yellow croakers a day. It was a good business.

The government had already assigned a big cabinet, and the big cabinet had a head. However, they had not seen gold since they came here, because they were tied up by Wang Yan when they first came, and half a month later, they were given photos of their family, young and old, for them to express their thoughts about their families.

Zhu Kaishan had experienced it from the beginning, and his good brother did not hide it from him, so naturally he knew everything. Smoking foreign cigarettes that he had only smoked in Beijing, drinking the best Mingqian Longjing that was newly released this year, he was very envious...

I have to admit that it is necessary to compare people to death, and to compare goods, it is not enough to be bloody and courageous, but also to have wisdom and knowledge. If he and He Laosi had such ability, they would have died so early in the morning. How the hell would they be able to do what they are doing now? Now there are more than 100 guns and more than 80 people. There is absolutely no opponent within a radius of 500 miles, including the group of officers and soldiers blocking them outside. Not to mention what kind of training these bandits went through, he saw it with his own eyes, and he couldn't help but accept it. He is indeed dying, so he should just wait until the end of the year to go home and farm...

Looking at a group of bandits who were gnashing their teeth and exercising, and who were much stronger than the officers and soldiers, Zhu Kaishan blew out the cigarette and drank the hot tea happily: "This foreign cigarette is indeed much better than my old cigarette, but it is a little too weak. .Brother, you are still awesome.”

Wang Yan swung the recliner and waved his hand: "It's no use, where are you? Then you also know the war between the Russians and the Japs. There are millions of people on both sides fighting, and we are just a cannon." It’s still early days.”

This was the first time Zhu Kaishan heard Wang Yan talk about the Russians and the Japs, and he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, do you still have such thoughts?"

"I feel like the Qing Dynasty is about to end. I'm watching the old men and the little devils fight to the death in our territory. This is the ancestral land of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The place where we started. If we are left alone, even the ancestral graves will be dug up. These Years of floods, droughts, locust plagues, epidemics, and refugees everywhere. The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom made trouble once before, and you made trouble again. Why? Isn’t it because you can’t survive? The officials are arrogant, licking the feet of foreigners, and being beaten by others. I don’t have any temper anymore.”

"Since the Daoguang year, this treaty and that agreement have been paid. After paying this and that, how much energy do you think the Qing court still has now? I see that the little devil is determined to kill me. I heard that the new emperor over there is working hard to rule. If it hadn't been for those few times, I wouldn't have dared to fight with Lao Maozi. A while ago, it was said that the little devils had wiped out Lao Maozi's fleet at sea. Could they be honest? No matter what the reason, it would definitely be a big problem. Weakness is the foundation. Now that I have reached this point, brother, it is better to make preparations in advance and save our lives. "

Zhu Kaishan didn't have that far-sighted knowledge, but he could see that there were no good people out there. Although his good brother's statement was a bit pessimistic, it was not unreasonable: "Quickly pull him down, you can go anywhere with just those two moves." Live a good life. I am good at reading and writing, I am good at martial arts, and I can also practice military training. I can even speak foreign birds, and I have good medical skills. After drinking three doses of medicine, I feel that my body is much lighter. It must be effective. , You, who are both civil and military, are still worried about saving your life? I really don’t know how you ruined your family like that before..."

"Being alive and living well are two different things. Living standing and living well are two different things. Although we are poor people, our waist is sick. We can do anything but can't bend. You don't have to worry about others. people."

The two looked at each other and laughed heartily.

After laughing, Wang Yan suddenly shouted: "Yu Zhenhai!"

"Here!" Yu Zhenhai, who was rehearsing martial arts in front of the station in the distance, immediately stopped and stood upright. He was a pacesetter and Wang Laowu's number one lackey.

"Go and beat the dog."

When he heard his name, the bandit named Gou Shengzi stood up straight. He knew why he was whipped. The two of them laughed loudly just now. He couldn't help but glance at it, and his boss saw it.

The others acted as if they didn't hear anything and did whatever they were supposed to do without even looking at it. This is the power of killing. It is impossible that no one would complain if they were trained so hard, and they would even provoke them to rebel regardless of life and death. After Wang Yan gave them a few punishments in front of them and opened their eyes, no one complained anymore and they all practiced to death.

The other one is also a good new boss. Although he is cruel, he is not cruel, and he is also kind to them. They were given a lot of salary every month, which would be enough to build a house and land at home, and they would have good food and clothing. They would also get occasional breaks and let them go out to nearby towns to visit the brothels. How could they dare to do this before? Think about it, it’s worth dying to be obedient.

Seeing Yu Zhenhai go over and give him three severe whiplashes, Wang Yan shouted: "Okay, that's it for Juntiquan. Rest for a moment and hold the gun for half an hour."

A group of people stopped their movements obediently, walked silently to several large water tanks on the side, lined up, and drank the cold boiled water they had cooked early in the morning. Then he took the gun and the stone tied to the rope, followed the formation, and chatted with the people around him.

Wang Yan ignored them and turned to look at his good brother: "Brother Zhu, don't stop the medicine I gave you. You damaged your foundation in the early years. You are fine now, but you will be seriously ill in two years. After I give you acupuncture , and if you drink the decoction for a few months, you can basically recover from all the hidden injuries. Then I will get you some warming medicine and teach you a set of health-preserving boxing techniques. According to your constitution, you can live to eighty or ninety years. Age is not a big problem.”

His main goal is to keep Zhu Kaishan alive for a long time. He is now thirty-nine. Not counting his impact on history, keeping Zhu Kaishan alive for another fifty years is a success.

"Only after I recognize you as my brother, I know what it means to be a capable person. Don't worry, I also want to live a few more years. As the saying goes, it is better to die than to live in vain. Who wants to die if you can live? Besides, brother, you have such a big career. I also have to see how far you can go."

"Then you are still alive."

Zhu Kaishan laughed and asked, "Are you ready for tonight's actions?"

"What are you prepared for? You haven't seen our strength. Those stinky fish and shrimps led by Niutou can be wiped out overnight. Even those officers and soldiers, if they are ignorant and cut off our wealth, we have to kill them. The big deal is Jin The gangster turned into a real gangster.”

The so-called gold bandits are people like him who occupy mines, make money in silence, and usually don't look for trouble. They are also one of the origins of Northeastern gangsters. The real bandits he refers to are those who rob families and homes and specifically work against the government. Of course that's what he said, but he certainly wouldn't admit that he was a bandit.

After three months of hanging out with the bandits, it wasn't like no one asked him to make a loud bandit name. Of course he couldn't do that. At this time, it is development and there is no rush to emerge. Besides, he is not a bandit, so what kind of bandit name does he want? If he doesn't change his name in work and doesn't change his surname in office, he is Wang Laowu.

There were also those slang words of bandits. Although he had never been exposed to them before, he didn't want to understand them at all, which was a waste of energy. Anyone who dares to interrogate him, the King, is like hanging himself in front of the Lord of Hell. Besides, his men are all professional bandits who are proficient in their business and understand them all. There is no need for him to learn those useless things.

Zhu Kaishan sighed with emotion: "After taking down Niutouling, we will clear the area around Wudaogou, and live quietly counting gold bars every day. Okay..."

He had seen Wang Yan's marksmanship and the players holding candles five hundred meters away. He was not worried about winning or losing. In fact, what he wanted to ask about was more specific casualties. But judging from the meaning of his good brother, not only does he not care about the life or death of the person opposite him, but he also doesn't care about the good players he raised with gold, so what's the point of asking. Moreover, when he first saw Wang Yan teaching them some kind of military style boxing, he wanted to learn it, but his good brother calmly told him that his life span would be shortened... and then he started to treat him and prescribe medicine.

"The gold veins you told me about have not been mined yet. We will discuss the details later. It is too early to think about them now. Before you think about progress, think about retreat first. The most important thing is to think of a retreat. As long as the gold is mined now, I will , I have been thinking about doing some business recently. If all the gold is mined and so many people eat horse chews, it would be nice to have a way out." Wang Yan shook his head and said with a smile: "Are you going to go tonight? Let’s play with two guns.”

"Forget it, let me go with you to gain knowledge and see what these people have achieved after practicing for three months. You just said you wanted to do business, so I can introduce it to you." Zhu Kaishan took a sip. Tea, met the inquiring eyes of his good brother and said with a smile: "We have a Chunhesheng in Yuanbao Town, do you know?"

"Well, you say."

"Their current shopkeeper is called Xia Yuanzhang. It just so happens that when your sister-in-law brought her children to Guandong, they made a boat with him. It happened that Lao Maozi and the little devil were fighting on the sea at that time. They were affected and took his Everything was thrown into the sea, and he didn’t have anything to eat or drink. It was our youngest who gave him half a pancake and some water, and he managed to get ashore alive. Later, they traveled together from Lushun to our Yuanbao Town. He can be regarded as his savior. My second and third child is currently following his apprentice. How about I introduce him to you when I return this year and you can discuss the details? "

Xia Yuanzhang? Not bad. He is a sensible person, but he is easy to put on, and some don't know his last name. When I was smoking, I said I had sex with prostitutes when I was young, I quit when I said I wanted to, and then in the end I risked my fortune and was played with, my body that was damaged by smoking couldn't bear it, and it died with a bang. . I guess Zhu Chuanjie, the third eldest son of the Zhu family, was quite sad. After all, Xia Yuanzhang only had one daughter. They were childhood sweethearts, but they were getting married soon, and the father-in-law's family fortune was gone. How could he not want to do that.

But this person is still good, and he did not harm the old Zhu family, and he really devoted himself to cultivating Zhu Chuanjie. As for smoking, although people who want to smoke can't stop them, Wang Yan can help him quit and save him from suffering. And with a little guidance, you may not be able to smoke again, so he is a good agent.

"Okay, that's it, let's meet him when we get back and I'll have a chat with him."

In fact, it stands to reason that Wang Yan and Zhu Kaishan are brothers, and they even gave him the gold vein map. They should have let him go home to his wife and children, but Wang Yan didn't let him go until the end of the year. There are no other reasons. One is to get rid of the root cause of the disease and recuperate the body. The other is to have daily contact and relationship. Otherwise, if we continue to be brothers, if we continue to keep our promises all these years, and if we have known each other for two months, it will be in vain, and we will drag on...

It was already noon after I had been carrying guns tied to stones for an hour. Because I had to sweep Niutou Ridge in the evening, except for the manpower patrolling the handles outside to prevent the gold from running away, the remaining bandits had lunch and went to bed directly to refresh themselves. , going out to the mountains to sweep away bandits at night. Zhu Kaishan also went to bed together, ready to watch the excitement.

After Wang Yan had lunch, he went to a separate row of large wooden houses in the distance. This was where bullets were made. There are more than ten people working inside, making cartridge cases, making warheads, assembling gunpowder, making primers, and manually checking the quality of bullets.

The stamping machine was made by him and the blacksmith who had smelted the steel in the furnace, then rolled it out, polished it and assembled it. It was a semi-automatic production line and had just been built. This kind of hand-made bullet is not much cheaper than buying it from him and Lao Maozi. Maybe it is even more expensive. After all, the price of copper is very high now. It’s the beginning of self-sufficiency, and it’s always good to get started.

After looking at the production of bullets, Wang Yan returned to his room, sat in front of the solid wood table, took a brush and moistened the ink, thought for a while, and started writing on the blank book that had been cut.

Of course, what he wrote was the sea of ​​stars in his mind. After all, there was no computer at the moment, so he could only write by hand, which was a good opportunity to practice calligraphy. He didn't know how long he would stay this time, but it was definitely not short. He estimated that he would have to fight the Japanese before he could leave. Without considering his great power, that would be forty years. If he forgets it completely, it would be too much. He must carry it with him after writing it and review it from time to time, so that all the hard work can't be wasted.

Anyway, this thing is for him to read, and the words are written casually. He can take turns to write in various ways and change them at will. In this era of lack of entertainment, it is a good way to kill time, not bad...

In the evening, after dinner, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, when it got dark, Wang Yan and Zhu Kaishan, brothers, each carrying a gun, followed the sixty bandits who had been trained in March.

Marching all the way, there was only the dense but deliberately light footsteps, and the swish of stepping on the grass, no one spoke.

Niutouling, as the name suggests, is named because it looks like a bull's head from a distance. In terms of location, Laojingou is between Lazi Mountain and Niutouling. The bandits of Lin Zhonghu hid just as deep. It took a long time to find them. They were eight miles away from the gold pit under their jurisdiction, and there were two miles between the two gold pits. Because Wang Yan and his men moved to a new nest in the wrong direction, they had to go one mile further. The whole nest was more than ten miles long, and it was all mountain roads, so it was not easy to wipe out the bandits...

Soon, they were three miles away from the bandit's nest. With the order from Yu Zhenhai in front, the team dispersed instantly, and the three-three-group group plunged into the forest and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The place had been explored long ago, and these people had been training intensively for three months. Wang Yan's requirement was to kill as few people as possible and fire as few guns as possible. It was considered difficult to capture Lin Zhonghu. As for the death, Zhu Kaishan had a good idea. He really didn't take these people seriously. Besides, there were always deaths in war.

Wang Yan didn't hide or dodge, but walked up with Zhu Kaishan in a swagger.

Zhu Kaishan muttered: "That was really good just now, the battle was tight, maybe we can really take down the tiger in the forest without firing a single shot."

He opened his mouth to reply, and suddenly a gunshot echoed in the quiet forest. In an instant, the whole forest was filled with gunshots. Wang Yan couldn't help but twitched his mouth. This mouth was too smart. He heard it very clearly. The first gunshot was made in Hanyang, followed by crisp water beads. No need to think, the bandits under his command were discovered.

Zhu Kaishan was stunned for a moment: "Look at my crow mouth..."

"Too little experience, still need to practice." Wang Yan smiled and said: "Let's stay here for a while, bullets don't have eyes, so don't move forward. Come, smoke a cigarette."

He took out a cigarette, gave Zhu Kaishan a cigarette, lit it with a match, and the two squatted in the woods, puffing out smoke. Chatting and analyzing what exactly caused the exposure so early.

The dense gunfire stopped after a while, and then there were sparse gunfire, which was the pursuit. Then came shouts and curses, and then the shouts of "Big Boss" came from the forest. It was almost half an hour since the first gunshot.

"Here." Wang Yan responded.

Soon, he saw Da Jinli running up with a gun on his back: "Big Boss, everything is solved, Lin Zhonghu has been caught."

Da Jinli dared to open his legs to clamp Jinzi, and he was a ruthless person. After saying that he would fight him, he took Xiao Jinli and others to the mountain the next day to see the miserable state of those people. Although he was trembling with fear, he turned around and joined the gang without hesitation. He has been training with them until now and has survived. Overall, it's not bad, and he is considered a good seedling.

Xiao Jinli is not so good, after all, he is a child, only twelve years old. He was so scared that he wet his pants when he saw it, and he didn't dare to sleep at night. He ran away when he saw Wang Yan, and it took him half a month to adapt. The dead are different from the living. It is normal that they cannot accept it. Now they are panning for gold. They say they want to make money, open a restaurant at home, and find a wife. It is also good...

"Let's go, Brother Zhu, let's go up and take a look." After saying that, Wang Yan walked up the mountain without looking back.

They arrived at the bandit's den in silence. There was nothing unusual. It was similar to the time when they were in Lazi Mountain. They were not rich. There were seven or eight people lying on the road. One of them was unlucky. Several bullet holes on his body were bleeding. He lay on the ground and shivered in his mouth, waiting to die. When they reached the open space in the middle, dozens of people knelt in fear under the light of torches around.

Wang Yan found the leader Yu Zhenhai: "What's going on?"

"A brother stepped on a trap and was pierced through the leg. He couldn't help shouting, so they found him." Yu Zhenhai's voice was a little trembling. He was afraid of being kicked.

"Have you counted the casualties?"

"Eight brothers died, three were injured, and one had a lung pierced. He is dead. I guess he should be dead now. We have recovered all our guns."

"Where is Lin Zhonghu?"

"He is tied up inside. Come with me, boss. This way."

Wang Yan saw the so-called Lin Zhonghu in a room. He was fat and strong. He couldn't tell what he looked like because his face was bruised and bloody. His legs were also red and he was grimacing in pain.

Seeing Wang Yan come in, Lin Zhonghu glared and asked, "Wang Laowu?"

"Yes." Wang Yan nodded. It was not difficult to guess.

"You and I have no grudges in the past or the present. We were making a fortune. Why did you attack me?"

"Because I want to make more money."

Lin Zhonghu was stunned for a moment, then he pointed at the earthen kang with a trembling hand: "My gold is all in the iron box under the kang, there is nothing hidden, can you spare my life?"

Wang Yan looked at him with appreciation: "It's great."

Without being told, Yu Zhenhai simply lifted the quilt and mat on the kang, searched for a while, and indeed took out an iron box that was still a little hot, opened it and took out a purse inside, and judging from the size, it was not light.

Glancing at the bag of gold, Wang Yan kicked Lin Zhonghu's neck and sent him on his way. There was no reason to let a bandit leader like Lin Zhonghu live.

"Take people to search carefully, take all the useful ones, and drive those people to our side. Be nicer, we are all brothers in the future."

"Yes, big boss." Yu Zhenhai responded, turned around and ran to tell people to do things...

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