The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Although the Eight Great Kings have gained a lot this time, the battalions are divided and there is still a big gap in weapons.

This made Sun Kewang, who had only divided more than five hundred long spears, a dozen pairs of pierced armor, and a few waist knives, was very unwilling.

However, the Eight Great Kings are not too partial.

Seeing Qin Yu holding a wine bowl with a group of leaders, talking very happily, don't mention the hatred in his heart.

So he brought the wine jar to Li Dingguo's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Old... old second, like... as you said, only one thousand long spears were seized after killing five thousand officers and soldiers, but most of those officers and soldiers mentioned bamboo spears and wooden sticks?"

Sun Kewang looked so drunk that he was about to stand unsteady, but his voice was so loud that he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Haha, old grandson, why are you fucking like Zhuge Liang?

Can this be guessed?

Yes, damn, the soldiers in Xunyang are so poor. More than half of the five thousand soldiers mentioned sticks and bamboo spears, which is far behind the soldiers in Xiangyang!"

Qin Yu had been watching out for Sun Kewang to engage in moths, and immediately came to him when he heard the sound, patted his injured arm, and laughed.

A posture worse than Sun Kewang's drunk.

"Fart...Fart, boy, dang...have you never fought a war? Even if you are poor, with the pissiness of those soldiers, the real guy will come?"

"Lao Sun, what do you mean? Is it possible that you still suspect that Dingguo and I stole the capture?"

Qin Yu's nose was spraying alcohol, his face turned black, but Li Dingguo's face was a little embarrassed.

"Huh! Are there any ghosts? You two know in your heart."

Sun Kewang snorted coldly.

"Speaking should be based on conscience. Dingguo Feng and I slept in the dark and drove our way in the dark. Ambushing five thousand officers and soldiers with a mere two thousand men was a life of nine deaths.

But you hugged right and left in the city, so happy, and now you still suspect that Dingguo and I are playing a ghost, okay!If you don’t believe it, you can search, if you find a spare weapon..."

With a look of indignation, Qin Yu finally fell the wine bowl to the ground.

"Okay, okay, boss, these hurtful words, don't say anything in the future, drink and drink..."

Zhang Xianzhong waved his hand, and other leaders also came up to make a round toast. Sun Kewang had to suppress his anger.

Qin Yu understood that Zhang Xianzhong must have guessed that he and Li Dingguo had concealed the seizure, but Zhang Xianzhong favored the grandson and also favored Li Dingguo, so he would never go into the details.

Then, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more lively, and more than two dozen beautiful women and girls of different ages were torn away, and soon became white sheep...

Perhaps it was Lao Sun who frequently suffered from Qin Yu's verbal losses, knowing that it would not be a good idea to fight Qin Yu.

So, they brought Ainengqi and Liu Wenxiu to Qin Yu frequently, and Li Dingguo came to help. As a result, the three people drunk both Qin Yu and Li Dingguo's Lingding, and finally they were carried back, regretfully absent. Celebration meeting.

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"My son, are you awake?"

"Wake up to the bar with a cup of hot tea, it will be more comfortable." Mrs. Li walked up with a cup of hot tea and said softly.

"Mother, Sun Kewang's miscellaneous, but I can't play with Lao Tzu on the bright side, and he's been pouring wine for me again, too shameless!"

After drinking the hot tea, Qin Yu rubbed his painful head and said in hate.

"My son, you are still young and you can't drink them. Next time, if the grandson fills you with wine, you can pretend to be drunk, otherwise it will always hurt your body like this."

"Hey! Is this still called by you? But people can't help themselves in the arena!"

Qin Yu waved his hand. He was originally the youngest and was easy to be underestimated, so he must not lose in drinking, even if he loses.

"Hey, it's hard to be a son." Mrs. Li sighed similarly.

For Qin Yu's talents and methods displayed this time, he was already shocked.

She had never seen a young man who was so thoughtful, sophisticated and mature like Qin Yu.

Compared with other people of the same age, it is a world of difference, so I am very curious about his previous birth, but never dare to ask.

Qin Yu immediately chuckled again: "But that grandson didn't please this time, madam, you didn't see his cramped look at the time. Just think about it..."

"The son is really amazing. Compared with the son, Sun Ke is expected to be the difference between the candlelight and the bright moon."

Seeing that he was happy, Mrs. Li couldn't help but smile when she thought that Sun Kewang had been coveting herself.

Worried about his youth and pride, so he reminded him in a low voice: "However, he is the son of the eight kings after all, and he is sinister and cunning. The son has just joined in and is weak in power, so he should be more cautious. Don’t be negligent!"

She couldn't help but not worry, if something happened to Qin Yu, she and Wan'er were afraid that Sun Kewang would be taken away immediately.

"Madam, don't worry, I have my own measures!"

"By the way, how long did I sleep?"

"The son has slept for one day and two nights. This is already the third morning."

"What? I slept for so long? No wonder my stomach is so hungry." Qin Yu almost jumped up in shock, wishing to drown Sun Kewang's dog with wine alive.

"Later, the son, Wan'er is cooking, I will go and see if they are ready." Mrs. Li quickly got up.

"Well, tell them to hurry up. By the way, Madam, you don’t have to worry about food anymore. From now on, the treatment of our firearms camp is the same as that of other camps. This leader can also eat meat every other way, and you and sister Wan'er too I can follow along and enjoy the blessing."

Qin Yu said at the end, with a big wave of his hand, the sense of accomplishment in his heart, that's a perfect one!

Not long after, the mother and daughter returned to the house with their food. As expected, besides the rice, there was also a bowl of pork and a bowl of dried vegetable soup.

After devouring a meal, Chief Qin carried the sword on his waist and left the house with great energy, and gathered more than three hundred teenagers together.

Then, it was announced that everyone had officially become a member of the firearms camp, which caused tears of joy for more than two hundred years.

After some encouragement, Qin Yu took twenty confidants to the blacksmith shop of Old Man Liu. This time, even if it was tied, he would tie the old man.

All the weapons captured this time were finished weapons. He estimated that no leader would choose to recast, but his spearheads must be recast because he wanted to create a batch of firecrackers.

This time, in addition to the five hundred spearheads he shared with Li Dingguo's private collection, Zhang Xianzhong also distributed one hundred long spears to the firearms camp.

Among them, four hundred spear heads. He intends to make a three-sided spear head. It should be able to create about two hundred spear heads. The other two hundred spear heads will make ten long knives and ten fire blunderbuss respectively, which will be gradually expanded later.

And now that the number of teenagers has grown to more than 300, the small yard can no longer fit, so a new station is imminent.

However, when Qin Yu walked outside the blacksmith's shop with longing expression on his face, his heart sank suddenly.