"The prince wants a blacksmith? What are you doing?" Zheng Zhilong was very surprised.

Yi Yun glanced left and right, and glanced at the servants and guards who were serving tea in the room. Zheng Zhilong immediately understood that there might be Liu Xiang's spies among these people. The old brother betrayed him is a trouble, and anyone around him might be spies. He had to turn his body to the side and put his ears in front of Yi Yun.

Yi Yun then bit his ear and whispered: "I want to build a large number of new cannons so that I can blow the Dutch out of shit under the same number. But there are too few blacksmiths on my boat. They can only build a cannon in ten days. If this continues, I don't know what year to deal with the Dutch... If you help me get the blacksmith, I can handle the Dutch and Liu Xiang."

Zheng Zhilong immediately understood. It seemed that the prince had invented some powerful new weapon. He asked in a low voice: "Prince, have you tried this new weapon? Is it reliable? If it doesn't work, you will be in danger, that's not good."

"No, of course it's reliable. Just help me get a blacksmith!"

"Okay, there are only a small matter, blacksmith, there are so many!" Zheng Zhilong laughed.

The two finished their whispers, sat upright, and began to talk about something irrelevant. After a while, Zheng Zhilong ordered the people around him: "Come on, go to the island to take a walk and gather all the blacksmiths. Also, among the immigrants, those who had worked as blacksmiths before, also call them to come, and the prince wants to invite them to work."

In the past year, Zheng Zhilong was not idle. He used his strong financial resources to immigrate tens of thousands of people from the mainland to the Penghu Islands, and nearly 100,000 people to the Dayuan Island. In addition, Zheng Zhilong was a pirate after all. He also captured many people from small countries to work hard on the island, and these people also became immigrants in disguise. There were Fusang people, Luzon people, Ryukyu people, and other small countries such as Myanmar and Vietnam. He also captured a large number of people from these people. Among them, there were also many blacksmiths, especially Fusang blacksmiths, who were relatively skilled. They were no worse than the blacksmiths in the Great Mandarin.

Together, we found that there were more than 400 blacksmiths, which was quite large. After Zheng Zhilong found all the blacksmiths, he announced with a smile: "Listen, Prince Jiashan urgently needs to build a batch of swords, guns, swords and halberds. These swords, guns, swords and halberds are used to arm the third-level servants of Prince Jiashan. You all show me the excitement!"

"Build swords, guns, swords and halberds?" The blacksmiths were a little confused. Such low-end weapons were useless to fight.

Yi Yun also smiled and ordered: "During the period when building swords, guns, swords and halberds for me, you will be concentrated in a closed-door arsenal. You must not leave before the work is finished... nor communicate with your family. But... I can guarantee that you will live a very happy life, eat well, dress well, and get a high salary..." This is a closed-door management method used in later generations to prevent intelligence leakage. Yi Yun knew that Zheng Zhilong had many Liu Xiang's spies under him, and maybe there were also among these blacksmiths, but as long as they were all closed and managed, you would not have to worry about the leak of news from his new cannon.

After hearing this passage, the blacksmiths were a little hesitant. What is the difference between this and going to jail? Many blacksmiths had the intention to retreat.

At this time, Yi Yun suddenly took out a silver note and shouted: "Everyone thinks, this is a silver note worth 50,000 taels. There are more than 400 people here. If you do this job well, you will give this silver note to you."

The blacksmiths' eyes suddenly turned red when they paused. More than 400 people were given 50,000 taels. Oh my God, each person can get at least more than 100 taels of money. This is an extremely huge wage. You should know that the blacksmiths' daily income is not very good, at most ten or twenty taels of silver a year. But if you do this job well, it will be equivalent to five years of wages.

"Damn it! Damn, I want to do it!" A blacksmith jumped up and shouted: "The closed management is closed. For a hundred taels, I have recognized that I can't be intimate with my wife for several months."

"I'll go even if I go to jail." Another blacksmith also jumped up: "I'll get five years of wages after being jailed for several months, but the fool won't go."

"Private は词きたく" A Fusang blacksmith can understand the cute words, but he can't speak them, so he has to use Fusang to call "Private は试たく" in fact, it means "I am willing to go too".

When Zheng Zhilong saw Yi Yun paying for it, he certainly wanted to express his feelings as the master. So he also reached out and took out a silver note, shouting: "The prince rewards you 50,000 taels, and I will also reward you 50,000 taels... Work hard!"

"Wow!" The blacksmiths were so excited. Two 50,000 taels per person could get 200 taels of silver, ten years of wages! With this money, getting married, having a mistress, and raising a mistress, what can you do?

The blacksmiths agreed, and the next thing was easy to handle. Zheng Zhilong specially found a small island for Yiyun to station. The island had not been developed yet and belonged to an uninhabited island. As soon as Yiyun's army arrived, it immediately blocked the island. More than 400 blacksmiths were transported to the island, and then a large number of iron drills, stoves, iron blocks and other resources were continuously transported. Zheng Zhilong was indeed strong. There was a large amount of pig iron piled up in his warehouse, which he bought and smuggled from several small iron-producing countries.

Because the policy of Damengguo prohibits private dealers of salt and iron, the profit of smuggling pig iron is very high. Zheng Zhilong specializes in this illegal act. He became the governor and was still smuggling behind his back. It can be seen that he is really unchanged. However, Yi Yun opened his eyes and closed his eyes for such a small matter.

The tent was set up on the island where the blacksmiths gathered and built a temporary camp. Yi Yun's fleet surrounded the island three floors and three floors outside, making all the news impossible to enter and exit. Then the island began a lively cannon construction work. In order to preserve the secret of the rifled cannon to the greatest extent, Yi Yun only asked Zheng Zhilong's blacksmith to be responsible for building smoothbore cannons, that is, ordinary cannons. The last work of rifling the cannon barrel was responsible for his own blacksmiths. In this way, even if the closed management was over and the group of blacksmiths were put back, they thought they were making ordinary cannons, and they would not know that they were actually cannons.

The most special thing among this group of blacksmiths is more than a dozen Fusang blacksmiths. In fact, these Fusang blacksmiths are not immigrants, they should be considered slaves. They were forced to capture them from a small seaside village in Fusang. Closed management is a matter of course for them, and they do not have the courage to want freedom.

Simply put, you were caught by a group of foreigners as a coolie. Do you dare to ask foreigners for equal treatment? If you dare to talk nonsense, you will kill you! This is the case with this group of Fusang blacksmiths. Zheng Zhilong didn't ask them whether they were willing or not, and directly treated them as slaves and gave them to Yiyun.

It was an unexpected surprise for Yi Yun to get this group of Fusang blacksmiths. Because he soon discovered that several blacksmiths actually came from Seed Island! They are authentic Seed Island gunsmiths, who can not only create traditional Fusang samurai swords and bobs, but also create famous Seed Island guns that are famous for Fusang.

This made Yi Yun very happy. The blacksmith under his command only knows how to build cannons and cannot build guns. Although he has already created rifles, he cannot. With these seed island gunsmiths, rifles are not a problem! Moreover, these guys are slaves, Yi Yun can naturally limit their freedom and take them away without fear of technology outflow. Such unfair restrictions will be inconvenient to blacksmiths in his own country, and it will be suspected of oppressing compatriots.

Yi Yun has always believed that oppression is OK, but we can only oppress foreigners and cannot attack our own people.

So, as soon as these fusang gunsmiths entered the camp, they were isolated and brought to a special small tent to live in, as well as their dedicated iron drills and stoves. Outsiders had no idea what they were doing.

So many blacksmiths are working together, and the efficiency is very high. Within a few days, a cannon was born, followed by female soldiers scissors and stone cloth, making a fortune in all seasons, fifteen or twenty little bees, and a new third-level "cannon artillery soldier" came into being. Yi Yun quickly invited Zheng Zhilong to the island. As a strategic partner, Yi Yun needed to let him understand his strength so as not to have cooperation problems, so he smiled and said to him: "Governor Zheng, the first new cannon has finally been built today. I specially invite you to take a look."

"Oh?" Zheng Zhilong was quite interested.

I saw that the cannon had been set up on the top of the mountain. The appearance of this cannon is very rustic, but it is not much different from ordinary cannons. Actually, there is no difference between cannons and ordinary smoothbore cannons. The biggest difference between them is rifle, and the rifle cannot be seen. It is inside the barrel... Zheng Zhilong looked at it for a long time and didn't understand why, and said strangely: "Is this a new cannon? Where is the new one?"

"Look at it and you will know where it is new!" Yi Yun smiled and said, "Take a target!"

After a while, the soldiers set up a target five miles away from the cannon, a ship-shaped target, which was actually a broken old-fashioned boat that was ready to retire.

Zheng Zhilong took out the Western telescope and finally saw the target five miles away clearly. He said, "This... the target is so far away and so small, can it hit it?"

"Whether it's a hit, it depends on our artillery luck!" Yi Yun smiled and said to the artillery girl beside him: "Go, try a shot and show Governor Zheng."

The artillery girl nodded with a smile and said shyly: "Prince, thank you for choosing me among those many people to promote you to artillery... I will definitely make you dying of ecstasy tonight."

Khan, Yi Yun's body flashed and almost turned around and ran away. Zheng Zhilong was also sweating heavily, thinking to himself: It turns out that in the prince's army, if a woman wants to be promoted to an artillery, she has to make him die of ecstasy... It's so evil.
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