Chen Mu, who was walking on the road to Anyuan Station, rode a horse and swayed three times, followed by many people, in addition to several banner soldiers, as well as Shao Tingda's father, Zheng Cong's father, the old flag army, Zheng Laotou and his young son. It's not that Chen Mu only wants these few people, but Qi Ding really has no family to use. Shao Tingda's family has a lot of people, but they are all little babies, Fu Yuan's family has people, but Fu Yuan's injury always has to be taken care of, but Shi Qi and Wei Balang are both single-family households, and no one is available.

But this is enough for Chen Mu to be happy, with the help of these Yu Ding, they will be able to boil out the nitrate this winter, even if the number of manpower is not as large as Chen Mu imagined, at least it is not less than killing people and exchanging their heads for money, not to mention that this matter is much safer.

As for whether it is against the law to buy and sell the soil privately, and how to sell it? Chen Mu felt that he didn't have to worry about this matter now, what he needed to worry about was to make the nitrate soil first. Even if he can't sell it in the end, at least as the raw material that needs the most in the sub-medicine, his sub-medicine will continue to be produced in the future, and his subordinates can get a lot of opportunities to practice firearms, which is worth it.

Wei Balang was beaten by Chen Mu and cried before, but when Chen Mu took off the belly of the smaller one size from the widow and covered this kid, he was happy in a blink of an eye, if it wasn't for Chen Mu's repeated request that this armor could only be worn inside, he would have to wear his belly all the way! Now the silly boy was wearing a torn cotton jacket and carrying a long spear of a widow with a firecracker, and a long sword of the Japanese was quickly caught on his waist, and he was happily walking in the forefront.

The profits of this battle can be regarded as a change of clothes for Chen Xiaoqi's subordinates, and several of his Zhengding have a Japanese knife hanging from their waists, and Shi Qi got a spear and shared the weapons of the warrior that Chen Mu killed in the forest, which fit just under the cotton clothes; Originally, Shao Tingda's mandarin duck jacket was already torn, and Chen Mu wanted to give Shao Tingda the only samurai armor, but he was too burly, and it was very funny for him to wear the widow armor that didn't fit, so he had to wear it to the slightly thinner Shi Qi.

The wounded Fu Yuan had his own full-body armor of the Japanese Kou he had captured, but the Japanese archers were relatively poor, so a longbow and a Japanese knife were still worth a little money, and they were all placed in Fu Yuan's house, and Chen Mu also left some broken silver for his wife and children, so that he could take care of his injuries and not leave any stubborn diseases.

The reward money obtained from the night battle in Heiling has now been spent by Chen Mu, but he has not the slightest worry. This winter, I will be in charge of food and housing in the post house, and when I return to the guard house in the spring, I can still exchange my money for a few taels of silver, which is enough for expenses.

By the way, his house was burned down by the Japanese pirates, and the grain was also robbed by the Japanese pirates, but after driving away the Japanese pirates, the war profits and food they received were more than in the past...... As for who was missing in the end, Chen Mu didn't care.

Anyway, the military households who followed Bai Yuanjie out to fight were more or less divided in food, and those who didn't come out were extremely cowardly when their homes were robbed, and told them to go hungry, as if they were robbed by the Japanese robbers!

Chen Mu on the horse was tinkering with the wolf, thinking that after going back, he would ask Guan Yuangu to make a pair of hand-made guns, and then try to repair the earliest one that was scrapped by him. Especially today, seeing the scene of the fire gun exploding made him even more determined that his subordinates would definitely not have such weapons as fire guns in the future.

Even if you have it, you have to make it yourself.

To be honest, the firecrackers were not useless, he could see clearly in battle, and the rows of firearms, although they were of slightly shorter range, were an unparalleled deterrent to the enemies who charged forward - even the firefighters themselves did not know where the projectiles would fly, let alone the enemy. The advantage of the Musket over the Bird's Hammer is melee combat, as the Musketeer can join melee combat directly after firing the Hammer without being protected by anyone, and these short hammers have a certain lethality regardless of whether the enemy is wearing armor or not.

On the other hand, the bird gunners are not good, they are invaded by the enemy within ten steps, and the bird gunners do not have much defense, unless they bring another waist knife, but a bird gun of nine catties and ten catties is heavy enough, not every guard soldier can have a good physique like Shao Tingda, and too heavy a burden can only make their combat power decline rapidly.

In order to truly make the bird gun a system and invincible in long-range attack and close defense, Chen Mu needed one thing - a bayonet, the simplest plug-type bayonet.

But now is not the time, there are only two or three kittens under his command, and even if both birds are equipped with bayonets, they will not be of much use in the war. Just like today's war, there is no time when Chen Mu needs to do it, most of the Japanese are killed and wounded, and these real Japanese who crossed the sea feel worthless and lead the troops to retreat.

It's the three-eyed gun, this kind of weapon that runs rampant on the nine sides, although Chen Mu hasn't been able to see the true face, he really wants to take a look.

Unlike Chen Mu's leisurely style in riding, Shao Tingda rode the horse with the knife out of the sheath all the way out of the sheath in his hand, and he didn't feel that there was anything to be happy about at the moment. The Qingyuan Guard, which has a garrison of several thousand, has hundreds of Japanese invaders, regardless of how many of them are from them, which means that the situation is not good. Although they repelled the Japanese from the northeast, who could guarantee that there would be no Japanese in other parts of Qingyuan?

Their house in the hundred houses was burned, Shao Tingda's face has been unpleasant since the departure from the hundred households, and his wife and children will be sent to the fence this winter, although most of the same guards will be properly placed and cared for, in the end, the gold and silver nests are not as good as their own kennels. Shao Mang has been eyeing the roadside, hoping that a few more bald widows can pop out at this moment, so that he can spread his anger fiercely!

Although he may not be able to beat a true man with superb swordsmanship, Shao Tingda thinks so in his heart, otherwise the evil fire in his heart will not come out!

They really met it.

Walking to the side of the road ten miles away from Anyuan Station, three figures suddenly appeared in the woods, which frightened everyone a lot, Chen Mu immediately raised the gun and aimed it at the figure, especially when he saw the small bun of the Japanese signature on the top of the three people's bald heads, when the trigger was pulled down, the gun did not make any sound, and there was no gun that ignited the fire rope, how to fire?

Shao Tingda's reaction was even more radical, jumping directly from the horse and rushing up, Shiqi Zheng Cong and others surrounded them with guns, but no one expected that these three figures jumped out of the forest not to challenge with knives, but to throw three knives on the ground and kneel on the ground, one of them also shouted: "Brother Mu, don't hurt me!" ”

As soon as the Chinese words came out of the mouths of the Japanese Kou, a group of Qingyuan Wei martial artists were stunned, and the spears and short knives were forced up, kicking away the Japanese knives on the ground, just waiting to teach them to explain clearly and then Chen Mu decided.

"Yikes!"

However, adults will stop when they hear words, but a dead child with a tendon will not. Wei Balang walked in the front, at first he was startled by the three of them jumping out and froze on the spot, but at this time he didn't know what to make, the five short men of the half-grown boy held the Japanese tassel gun and shouted loudly and jumped forward to charge - the head of the spear pierced the neck of the kowtow on the right side from top to bottom and nailed it to the ground.