I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

The string of safety production cannot be loosened at all times, otherwise when the money is earned, all of my subordinates will become useless people without arms and legs. What else can I use to fight the Qing court and the US emperor?

Ma Er and Zhao Aqian also raised some questions, and Zhu Fugui followed suit and gave instructions one by one.

Then, there is the second issue.

Military training for workers is about to start officially.

In fact, it is better to put it before the official start of work, the same as the military training at the university, and the centralized military training will be more efficient.

But Zhu Fugui had no money before.

No matter how simple the training is, things like military uniforms and high-protein nutritious meals still need to be prepared.

Zhu Fugui can't ask people who are hungry and wear straw sandals to become a strong army with iron bones.

He is no teacher.

I can only learn from Yuan Datou and spend money to build six strong troops.

……

Now that the economic alert is lifted, Zhu Fugui plans to put the rotation training on the agenda.

Although it will affect logging to make money, if the base is pushed by other tribes or some white expedition, what is the point of saving money?

When playing Genting, the player Zhu Fugui who saved 50 yuan into the coffin was much more visible.

But weapons are also a problem.

Cold weapons are better, at worst, buy a bunch of engineering shovels and the like to modify them, and they can barely be used.

But for hot weapons, Zhu Fugui can only make one or two on the platform at most, and it is difficult to deploy them on a large scale.

So Zhu Fugui raised this question to brainstorm.

Unexpectedly, when Qi Wenchang and Zhang Changgui heard the words, their expressions became strange, and they gave you a look at me, and I looked at you.

Zhu Fugui shook his head and said: "Qi Aiqing, Zhang Aiqing, what do you think, but it doesn't matter."

"Long live lord..."

In the end, it was Qi Wenchang who bit the bullet and said, "Actually, I know a master who can make guns... This person is the foreman of the Chinese workers in the No. 10 mining area."

"Chinese labor foreman?"

Zhu Fugui didn't have a good impression of this term.

Before that, I was almost fouled by that Chen Ergou, but thinking about it, I felt that Yin Susu killed him with a hammer, and his death was too cheap.

Seeing Zhu Fugui showing disgust, Qi Wenchang quickly explained further, "Long Live Lord, this man is not a rascal like Chen Ergou, and he also takes good care of the workers in the mine. It's just..."

"It's just that this person is the firearms master of Jingzhou Nan'e Camp under the rule of Guanxi, the Hubei General of the Puppet Qing Dynasty. After cutting off the braid, he stepped forward and cursed..."

"Oh, it turned out to be a pseudo-clear hardcore!"

Zhu Fugui nodded, and asked again, "Is this person a Bannerman or a Han Chinese?"

"It's a Han, and they are so stupid, how can they make exquisite objects." Qi Wenchang curled his lips, full of disdain.

Zhu Fugui didn't think everyone was stupid, even if the savages of his ancestors were stupid, so many flag bearers in Jiangdong Town were all skilled craftsmen.

This doesn't give a good seed.

But for Zhu Fugui, it is a good thing not to be a bannerman.

In this era, ignorance and loyalty to the Qing court are not considered traitors, it is just that ideological mobilization is not in place.

As long as he can learn from the political work of the people's army in later generations, Zhu Fugui is not afraid that he will not be able to influence such foolish and loyal people.

Moreover, according to Zhu Fugui's experience, once such a person does anything else, he will support Daming even more firmly.

This may be what is called "convert fanaticism."

……

Anyway, Zhu Fugui didn't have much choice.

This firearms master, Zhu Fugui, must be obtained.

Even if he only knows how to make cannons, it's still better than a bunch of laymen here.

However, how to tie him up has to be carefully planned.

The most direct way, of course, is to rush in as quickly as the Yin people did back then, capture the prisoners and leave.

But doing so is a bit loud.

Not every time goes as smoothly as last time.

In case of encountering a foreign mine guard team, it may cause serious casualties.

Therefore, Zhu Fugui is more inclined to train a "special soldier".

Equip him with all the individual equipment such as the third-level armor, the third-level head, and the eight-fold mirror, and then quietly sneak into the mining area to bring him out.

Don't think this is unreliable.

The defensive measures faced by "special forces" are the same thing.

Fifty old white men watched nearly a thousand miners, how could they be so thorough.

As long as some special preparations are made, the chances of success are great.

And even if they were discovered, with their excellent equipment, they should be able to escape.

In short, it is more reasonable than sending hundreds of Yin people to kill and rob people.

As for the candidate for the special forces, Zhu Fugui already has one.

That is Yang Liu's animal.

Although Zhu Fugui was beaten by Yang Liukeng because of night blindness before.

But now Yang Liu is eating well, sleeping soundly, and holding a stone lock every day in the village as a sneaker, and his night blindness has long since healed.

If this kind of animal doesn't behave, is it worthy of the so much grain and meat he eats every day?

While Zhu Fugui and his ministers were discussing enthusiastically, Yin Susu, who had always been like a mascot, suddenly spoke. Although the Chinese was jerky, she could understand:

"Fugui...Your Majesty, Musketeer, I...have a way..."

Chapter 039 On the training field

"Whose meal shall we eat?"

"Let's eat Marshal Zhu's meal!"

"Who do we contribute to?"

"Let's do our best for Marshal Zhu!"

In the distance, logging machines and diesel cylinders made dull noises. On the newly opened school grounds, a group of male workers in new military uniforms stretched their necks and tried to scream.

The "Marshal Zhu" they talked about was naturally Zhu Fugui.

In history, Lao Zhu's family had produced several horse emperors.

However, apart from Taizu Chengzu, the others are not very good.

Especially the Ming Wuzong who called himself "the world's military commander Zhu Shou" was even more notorious.

Of course, when Zhu Fugui crossed over, the online comments on this Ming Wuzong who dared to go to the battlefield to kill Tartars were changing rapidly.

Zhu Fugui has no idea whether the cousin was a violent and stupid emperor, or a heroic emperor on horseback.

But what he knows is that if he wants to continue to be the Ming Dynasty's Guozuo, he must learn the thunderbolt method of Taizu and Yanni, and he can't be as coy as his own ancestor Yunwen.

So at the beginning of the establishment of the army, Zhu Fugui also proclaimed himself the post of Marshal of the World's Army and Horses.

After all, times have changed.

In the troubled times, none of the senior ministers in the court objected to Long Live Lord's approach.

Even old eunuch Li clapped his hands and shouted: "Thirty battles between the late emperor and the Tartars, three hundred small battles, countless generals and flags, and now the Lord Long Live has become the grand marshal. Sure enough, there is a legacy of the late emperor! "

Hearing this heroic words uttered from Old Eunuch Li, all the other courtiers clapped their hands and applauded, saying that he is Zheng He.

Only Zhu Fugui buried his small face deeply in the skirt of his clothes, taking advantage of no one's attention.

No way, my face is so red!

Thinking of the cheap old father's voice and appearance, and the little bit of shame that Marshal Zhu had left, he felt a dull pain...

……

"Defend Marshal Zhu with arms!"

"Hit North America and Manchu slavery bandits!"

Every time instructor Zhang Changgui yelled, the workers had to repeat them hoarsely.

If the voice was quieter, it would be a whipping from Instructor Zhang.

But no one complained.

Not to mention the dreamlike breakfast this morning.

Those milk puddings, cream cakes, steaks, and poached eggs that are said to be enjoyed only by Bavarian nobles...

Just the whole set of outfits they are wearing now, the male workers in training don't know how much money the Lord Long Live will spend.

Although the new clothes looked a bit weird, the materials were really strong.

There are also anti-clearing hats, Fuming shoes, marching water bottles, plastic cups, armed belts, military quilts, folding ponytails...

There are even underwear and shirts in a uniform style.

It is said that these are only spring and autumn clothes. In the future, there will be summer clothes in summer, and winter clothes in winter. If they perform well, they will even have military uniforms.

Each of these piles is an incredible handwriting.

The workers all felt that they only dug up some worthless wood for the Long Live God, and got so many things, and they were really ashamed!

So no matter how strict the superior's requirements are, do these workers who are accustomed to living a hard life have any complaints in their hearts.

Of course, compared with the Chinese workers, the males from Yin encountered more difficulties.

For example, it is difficult for them to recite the chant that is being shouted now.

I could only try my best to imitate the accent of the Chinese workers, shouting with all my might.

……

Zhu Fugui stood under the shade of a tree not far away, admiring his first batch of armed workers who received military training.

According to the final plan, male workers will be trained once every three days, and female workers will be trained once every ten days.

This will definitely affect timber production and make a lot of less money.

But Zhu Fugui didn't feel distressed at all, he just felt that his foundation was still too weak.

The first batch of trained armed workers was actually only [-] people, exactly the same as the foreign mine guard team, and only a reinforced platoon.

For this kind of person, Ma Keqin probably explained almost everything after scanning back and forth.

Zhu Fugui felt his scalp tingle when he thought of the meat grinder battles after the Europeans used their dog brains in the First World War.

Fortunately, the war in this era is not so terrible.

Needless to say, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom War that is taking place on the land of China. Although the Civil War of Midi is called a new type of war that crosses the era, it still continues the style of queuing up and shooting in the Napoleon era.

This form of warfare has high requirements for queue training.

Naturally, Zhu Fugui never thought of playing queue and shooting, but he still did not ignore the most basic queue training.

To be honest, after a morning of basic training, these guys still don't look like soldiers.

That's natural, whether it's Kuhaha who moved bricks and mines, or the natives who shuttled through the mountains, how could they suddenly become a strong army?

Zhu Fugui estimated that it would take at least two or three months of training to have a basic appearance.

In his previous life, Zhu Fugui participated in military training in middle school and university, and also served as a conscript for two years when he was a child.

For things like university military training, the intensity of training varies greatly from school to school and from place to place.

Especially in the past few years, there have been several cases of sudden death, resulting in lower and lower training intensity.