Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

A group of boatmen gathered together, looking at Yang Zhengshan with some trepidation.

Sun Cheng and Ningbo stood in the front, Sun Cheng had a flattering smile on his face, while Ningbo had a calm expression.

Yang Zhengshan first walked up to Sun Cheng, "Are you willing to work for this general?"

Sun Cheng smiled flatteringly, "It is my blessing to work for the general!"

He is just an ordinary person. Although he has some talent for sailing, he still lives cautiously.

Of course, this does not mean that he is really just a coward. Flattery is just his illusion. People who have lived on the sea for a lifetime have seen all kinds of storms.

"Well, your monthly salary will be doubled in the future. Work hard for this general. This general will not treat you unfairly!" Yang Zhengshan reached out and patted his shoulder, saying with satisfaction.

"Thank you, general. I kowtow to you!" Sun Cheng's eyes were filled with surprise. This was a pleasant surprise for him.

"No need to kowtow!" Yang Zhengshan smiled gently and held his arm, "Just do your job well in the future!"

"Yes!" Sun Cheng's smile became even brighter.

Yang Zhengshan walked in front of Ningbo again. Compared with Sun Cheng, Ningbo was a little more arrogant.

He looked at Yang Zhengshan neither servile nor arrogant. Yang Zhengshan did not care about his arrogance and asked, "What is your current cultivation level?"

"Postnatal level 2!" Ningbo said.

"Not bad, be a centurion under me first!"

"Century!" Ningbo showed a disdainful look.

Generally speaking, as long as a warrior is a centurion in a garrison, it is easy to be a thousand households if the cultivation level reaches the postnatal level.

Ningbo has the level of postnatal level 2, so he naturally looks down on the centurion. If he is given a thousand households, he may be able to accept it.

"What? You look down on the centurion under this general?" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

"That's right, I look down on it!" Ningbo said loudly without fear.

Yang Zhengshan looked at him and nodded slightly, "Yes, I like your unruly look!"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked around. Seeing a soldier on guard in the distance, he waved and shouted, "Come here!"

The soldier heard his call and hurried over, "General!"

"Report your position and name!" Yang Zhengshan said.

"Wu Zhao, the sentry leader of the front army of Tenglong Guard, greets the general!" Wu Zhao replied loudly with full energy.

The four guards of Tenglong are organized by the guard post, but Yang Zhengshan will not be able to use the previous organization when he is going to organize the battalion soldiers next, so the guard office has been organizing the battalion soldiers in recent days.

According to Yang Zhengshan's requirements, the battalion soldiers are 12 people in a team, 4 teams are a sentry, 4 sentries are an officer, the sentry general is appointed, and the four officers are a general, led by the general. In the future, the Tenglong Guard battalion soldiers will have five generals in front, back, left, right and center, with a total of more than 4,000 soldiers.

However, the general has not been appointed yet, and there are more than 1,000 soldiers in the battalion, so the reorganization has not been completed yet.

"Twelve people form a team, and four teams form a sentry, which means that the sentry leader is equivalent to the general flag!"

"Well, you compete with him. As long as you can beat him, I will give you a position of a thousand households!" Yang Zhengshan looked at Ningbo again and said.

Ningbo glanced at Wu Zhao, and Wu Zhao also looked at him, with a calm face and indifferent eyes, without any emotional fluctuations.

"Okay!"

Ningbo didn't think too much, perhaps he didn't think that a soldier who looked ordinary would be his opponent.

Yang Zhengshan took a few steps back with a warm smile on his face, motioning the people around to make way.

"I need a knife!" Ningbo said.

Yang Zhengshan winked at the attendant beside him, and the attendant immediately threw him a knife.

Seeing this, Wu Zhao inserted his spear into the ground and pulled out the long knife from his waist.

The two confronted each other for a while, without saying anything more, Ningbo swung his knife forward and chopped it down.

Wu Zhao raised his knife, blocked the long knife with a sound, and then forced Ningbo back with a sudden force.

Ningbo seemed to have not expected Wu Zhao to be so strong. He staggered back several steps. However, before he could stabilize his body, Wu Zhao ducked and rushed forward, sweeping the long knife towards his abdomen.

When Ningbo stabilized his body, the blade was already on his abdomen.

Everyone was stunned. Did he lose?

He lost too quickly and too easily!

The boatmen were all amazed.

They were all boatmen who had been sailing on the sea with Ningbo for many years, and they all knew Ningbo's strength.

Ningbo looked down at the blade on his abdomen, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

One move forced him to retreat, and one move was fatal.

These two simple moves actually took his life!

Wu Zhao silently retracted his long knife, came to Yang Zhengshan again, clasped his fists and reported: "General, the mission is accomplished!"

"Very good!" Yang Zhengshan patted Wu Zhao's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Thank you, General!" Wu Zhao showed a restrained smile on his calm face.

"Impossible!" Ningbo said at this time: "He can't be just a general flag officer!"

Yang Zhengshan stepped forward, looked at him sharply, and said: "What's impossible!"

"He followed this general to the battlefield, and slaughtered more than 100,000 Hu people in the north with this general, and defeated tens of thousands of Hu cavalry. He is a real elite who has experienced hundreds of battles!"

"By the way, he is a cavalryman, and he is best at spearmanship. You have already taken advantage of him in a sword fight!"

Unruly!

You have to have that strength too!

Who are you showing off to if you don't have the strength?

Ningbo's face turned pale.

"By the way, he has the third level of post-natal cultivation!" Yang Zhengshan added.

The third level of post-natal cultivation is only a general flag under this general, and you, a second level post-natal warrior, actually look down on the hundred households.

"Are you convinced?"

Ningbo remained silent.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zhengshan's mouth curled up slightly, he still didn't accept it!

He pointed to several followers behind him and said, "They are all my followers. Well, if you still want to compete, you can pick any one!"

"Those are the guards of my family. If you still want to compete, you can pick any one. Uh, forget about the young ones. They just became warriors not long ago!"

Ningbo looked over. He first looked at Yang Zhengshan's followers and knew at a glance that these guys were not easy to mess with.

Then he looked at the guards of the Yang family. Those guards looked loose and slack, without the seriousness and awe of other soldiers, but he knew that these guards were not easy to mess with.

"I am not strong enough to serve the general!" Ningbo said bitterly, and the pride in his heart was swept away at this moment.

Yang Zhengshan pinched his waist with one hand and stepped forward to pat his shoulder with the other hand, "Boy, in terms of strength, you can at most be a general flag under this general, but this general needs your ability in sailing and naval warfare!"

"Hahaha~~ Work hard, and when your cultivation reaches the fifth level of the acquired realm, this general will let you be a thousand households!"

"You are still young and there are still many opportunities, haha, I still like your rebellious look just now!"

Ningbo's face flushed with shame, rebellious!

Arrogant and ignorant!

"Subordinates greet the general!" Ningbo took a step back and bowed with his fists.

Yang Zhengshan nodded with satisfaction. This kid is sensible, otherwise I would slap him and make him half-paralyzed.

It's okay to be rebellious, but if you don't know what's good for you, you should be beaten!

Ningbo didn't know that he almost became half-paralyzed just now!

If he knew, he might have knelt down long ago!

"Very good!" Yang Zhengshan looked up at the boatman behind him, "You too, from now on you are soldiers under this general!"

"As for whether you are willing or not, whether you agree or not, sorry, you have no chance to refuse!"

"Don't forget that your long contract is in this general's hands!"

"Follow this general, do good things and you will have food to eat, if you do bad things, this general will chop you up and feed you to the fish!"

Yang Zhengshan grinned and showed a ferocious look.

This is not acting, he is really ferocious.

Don't forget that he also has the name of the God of Killing Butcher.

Seeing this, all the boatmen shuddered with fear.

Ningbo next to him was also awed in his heart, and he dared not show any rebellious behavior anymore.

The calmest one was Sun Cheng, because Sun Cheng had long understood that Yang Zhengshan was not easy to mess with.

It was not that he had heard of Yang Zhengshan's name, but that he knew that the person who could make the Zhang family hand over the fleet obediently must not be a good person.

Seeing that these guys were obedient, Yang Zhengshan ignored them.

"Wu Zhao!"

"Here!"

"Today, I'll leave this place to you. Tomorrow, the government will arrange people to come and build the camp. When the time comes, you must keep an eye on these guys. If anyone dares to make trouble, send him to feed the fish!"

Yang Zhengshan ordered.

"Yes!"

"Well, when the barracks are built, give them basic training first. A bunch of rotten fish and shrimps, standing and sitting without knowing how to stand, really embarrassed our Tenglong Guards!"

Yang Zhengshan glanced at the boatmen and said with some disdain.

Wu Zhao also glanced at the boatmen, "I understand!"

After handing the dock to Wu Zhao, Yang Zhengshan returned to the Acropolis.

There is a fleet and boatmen, but there are still many things to do next.

Sea trade must be carried out, and the navy must also be established.

These boatmen are the foundation, but not the foundation. What Yang Zhengshan wants is not a simple sea trade fleet, but a navy that can fight at sea.

The boatmen must undergo basic training, and the soldiers must undergo naval combat training.

Only after the training is completed can the fleet try to go out to sea.

The Tenglong Guard must also train its own captains and ship bosses, and must be more professional and technical.

In addition, these ships of the Zhang family are merchant ships, and he must find a way to get some warships.

There are no firearms in this world, but there are large crossbows for defending cities and naval battles.

In addition to crossbows and bows and arrows, the main combat method in naval battles is boarding, which requires tools such as hooks, ladders, and springboards.

Other tools are also equipped on merchant ships, but they are definitely not as complete as warships, and merchant ships are basically not equipped with crossbows and bows and arrows, especially crossbows, which are strictly controlled by the court and are not allowed to be manufactured privately.

If Yang Zhengshan wants to form a navy, he must be equipped with crossbows.

In a world without artillery, crossbows are the most important long-range attack weapons in naval battles.