The winner is king in the late Ming Dynasty

"Lord Wang, chain mail!" The craftsman showed the armor to Wang Pan, Wang Pan looked at it, and felt that it was very wrong, but it was a little heavier, and it felt a little clattering, "The iron factory made it? So fast, it has only been open for ten days, right?"

Xia Guan flattered: "This is already very slow, we have improved the technology, as long as the iron is enough, three pairs a day is not a problem, the problem is that there is no iron!".

Wang Pan was taken aback, a pair of armor, it took six or seven days to make it in the capital, and it was done by many people, "Really?" This person replied: "Adults can go and watch, let's start with the iron!".

Wang Pan naturally went to see it, in the hot iron factory, the workers poured the molten iron into a mold, uncovered it after a while, brushed with a layer of black paste, a thick smoke came out, and then closed the mold, and poured in the molten iron, these people brought tea, and after waiting for a while, opened the mold, provoked it with steel bars, Wang Pan saw a fishing net-like iron ring made.

After two hours, the mold was opened, and Wang Pan saw that it was almost there, and he understood it in his heart, and praised it: "A great achievement, you can only do three pairs

a day, right?" The steward of the firearms battalion and several other petty officers said: "My lord, there are also knives, the head of the spear can make more than 300 a day, and the rough knife without polishing the knife can make 500 a day!"

Wang Pan was shocked when he heard this, "It's really so many, how is the quality?" Several officials waved their hands, and someone sent the finished product, Wang Pan took it in his hand and chopped it towards the prepared wood, and then took the sword of his own guard, and slashed it towards it, and sure enough, the new knife was cut and rolled up.

Touching the curl, Wang Pan laughed and said: "This is also very good, but if you roll the mouth, you can still hack people to death!" These people know that there is no problem with the roll, it is much better than an ordinary sword.

Wang Pan was happy, really happy, and asked again: "How is the continuous firearm doing?" These people looked at each other, and an old fritter replied: "Lord Qiyu, the workmanship of that kind of firearm is more complicated, we only made one out of ten days, and then there was a little problem, this thing needs to be finely grinded, it feels like it will be fine in a few days!"

The people next to him began to explain what Wang Pan didn't understand, and what Wang Pan could understand was that in a few days.

If they can make it, Lin Yi follows their surname, and they can't do it well with the spring, only Lin Yi knows how to play, how to make bullets, how to load gunpowder, they don't know anything, Lin Yi doesn't let them know.

In the office, Mr. Lang, as usual, reported his work and asked casually: "Aren't we already recruiting now?Why are you still building bunker groups?"

Lin Yi hooked his hand, Mr. Lang went over, and Lin Yi whispered: " We fought with the Ming army in the field, it was really fought, I really don't have enough people, no matter how bad the Ming army is, there are guns, tens of thousands of people rushed over together, I want to change bullets, their cannons can hit ten miles (five kilometers in modern times), I don't have a bunker, just tens of thousands of pigs, and they also arched me to death, I hit a hammer!".

"So you ......" Lin Yi blinked and said, "Yes! Yes, you guessed right, we have nothing to hide!" Mr. Lang dragged his broken leg towards Lin Yi, pointed at him and said: "Why were you so bold last time, if you hit you with a cannon and blow you up, we will be finished, and Liu Congshan and them, not all good things are ready to run, and they won't let us get on the boat!"

I made a powerful tear gas, I'm still a little sure, don't worry, your task now is to train the political commissar, and the political commissar had better be able to do two companies, so that we can do great things!" Lin Yi smiled.

Mr. Lang was deflated and said: "How many things do you still hide from me?" Lin Yi said: "There is not much left, I will let the red hair go to make saplings for me, it is estimated that I can get it in three or five years, you remember this thing, I will give him a thousand silver plants, and it must not be missing!" "

What are you doing with saplings? I can't understand it, there are sweet potatoes, that thing pigs don't eat, I see it's ripe, what should you do, it will be bad in a few days!" Lin Yi looked at Mr. Lang, smiled, and didn't explain.

Lin Yi can't explain it, he can't tell Mr. Lang that he came through by himself, he knows how to make sweet potato vermicelli, and he can keep it for a long time, Lin Yi doesn't need to explain these things at all.

"Lin Yi, I can tell you, my whole family is following you with their heads up!" Mr. Lang shouted, Lin Yi laughed: "Pull it down, you old bachelor, who can take a fancy to you here, you have only been married for a few days?" "

Then I am also dragging my family, don't do something demonic for me!" Lin Yi coaxed and deceived Mr. Lang away, and now he has recruited a lot of homeless people, Lin Yi asked them to dig trenches, build bunkers, and give up building cities, everything has far-reaching meanings.

Looking out the window, Lin Yi calculated in his heart, now Li Zicheng has almost begun to besiege Kaifeng, the purgatory in the world is nothing more than this, the Ming army kills the good and riskes the merits, forcibly buys and sells the food of the people in the city, and before long, it will be Yi Zi's cannibalism, and the Ming army will also eat people, and they will do everything when they are hungry.

The most excessive thing is to drive the women and let them use their bodies to exchange food for Li Chuang's peasant army, Li Chuang besieged the city, and the peasant army built its own shacks, and how to exchange food in it is self-evident.

It's even more a bastard is to arrest people and force food, you must sell the food at home to the government, people can't buy food to eat with money, and it's useless to ask for money, "It's almost Wang Pan going to get out? Do you want to pit Chongzhen, otherwise it's too late!"

After Lin Yi thought about it, he immediately asked people to inquire whether Wang Pan was going to be transferred, because the governor did it for less than three years, and the governor's power was too great, except for one who did it for ten years during the Wanli period, the rest did it for a maximum of twenty-eight months.

Wang Pan was immediately transferred, and then when the new official took office, Chongzhen was finished, and he all relied on the governor here to control the power, and then Lord Feng's grave grass was old, and the one in Guangxi, Lin Yi was also ready to be killed, of course, it was an assassination, and Chongzhen was pit and obtained an official position.

Said the pit, Lin Yi began to bring words to Wang Pan with sincerity, Wang Pan didn't know that he was leaving, but he felt that he was about to leave, the specific time when Wang Pan left, the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Industry joined forces to make a fake ship, and before the decree came to him, that is, before the New Year, he left, and now it is autumn, and he can't jump for a few days.