The martial arts training ground lies under the cliff on the southern foot of Jumang Mountain. It started construction two months ago. It has an arrow field of 200 steps, a sandbag array of ten feet in radius, a large water tank, plum blossom pile and other objects.

Ying Shiyi took Huang Nuer, Jiang Bianliu, the son of winemaker Jiang Dahe, and several young and strong men selected from Jiuwenzi Village. They have been practicing martial arts for several months. With the martial arts classics left by Li Buzhuo, these powers are enough to prevent ordinary thieves and bandits, but they are still useless.

At present, Ying Shiyi and a group of young and strong trained people stood in the martial arts training ground. The land at the foot of Jumang Mountain was fertile. Before Li Buzhuo came, the farmers in Jiuweng Village were tired of farming and most of the food was taken away by Yao. The harvest of the year could only be for the whole family to eat, and there were few meals of meat. It was signaled that although these villagers were at the most healthy time, their foundation was a bit poor. Even though the winery subsidies allowed them to eat meat every three days in the past two months, they were still qualified and of good or bad at standing in the martial arts training ground. Judging from Li Buzhuo's experience in Tiema City, Cangzhou, only two of them had the potential to become elite soldiers, and they also had to train more.

After being looked at by Li Buzhuo, the villagers were very nervous.

At first, when the villagers heard that Li Buzhuo was going to recruit private soldiers, they all opposed it. Although Li Buzhuo had a very high reputation in Jiuwenzi Village, they should know that if they were in the army, they would have to fight, and if they were in war, they would die. Not to mention that Li Buzhuo was just a higher reputation, even if he was the king of heaven, the villagers would never sacrifice their lives for him.

Ying Shiyi, although Ying Wutou promised to become Li Buzhuo's private soldier, there were six silver croakers every month. At the beginning, it really made everyone's heartbeat, but it was immediately scared away. It was nothing more. After more than ten generations of farming in the mountains, it would be good that the villagers of Jiuweng Village could have enough food. Apart from growing crops, they could not afford six silver croakers a month? It was obviously a money to buy life! Not only did they lose their covetousness for the six silver croakers, but they were mostly scared away.

Fortunately, Yao Zhongyu lobbled in the village, and at least let everyone know that it is a peaceful era, so there are so many wars. This made the villagers calm down and rush to grab the private soldiers' quota.

Ying Wutou once said that if he could be selected as a private soldier by Li, the Qianhu, who is now the newly-private official, and becomes a private soldier, it would be a great opportunity to make a name for himself. In addition to the actual monthly monthly silver crust, there are also food, and daily meat supply and other benefits.

Six silver croakers were saved in half a year when Yao's family was there. If they could become private soldiers, they would make a fortune by just saving face.

Moreover, the villagers could understand that if this private soldier was taken, he might not be as safe as Yao Zhongyu said, but even if there were some risks, it was completely worth it.

Li Buzhuo walked around the crowd and picked out the two with slightly outstanding bones, corresponding to eleven: "These two focus on training, and there is no need to work as farmers anymore. When others farm, they will train once every three days, and they should be the only way to resist bandits."

The person who was not selected by Li Buzhuo was immediately lost, while the two of them were ecstatic and said, "I dare not die for the Lord!"

Li Buzhuo nodded and asked Yao Zhongyu to lead the two of them to get the armor and weapons obtained from Baibeasts in the warehouse.

At this time, He Qian walked closer and said, "Sir, are you not satisfied with them?"

Li Buzhuo pondered for a moment, and couldn't help but see the elite private soldiers of Jiang Jiucheng in the battle of Yiyoushan. He sighed: "To raise real elite soldiers, you don't have enough money and food, and you still have to see blood. But Youzhou is the center of Fuli, without foreign enemies, and the remnants of the previous dynasty can't be used to train soldiers. I want to train private soldiers, I'm afraid that in another ten years, it will not be as good as those rich families. Even if they are not compared with the wealthy families, it will take at least two years to make them useful."

As he said that, Li Buzhuo paused and changed the subject: "I have something to tell you that you are from a murderer and robbery business, and you should also recognize some people with strong foundations."

He Qian bowed his head and said, "I have confirmed that some people, including many innate masters, but adults must consider it. These people can do everything they can to kill and set fire, but the only thing they lack is loyalty."

"It's okay." Li Buzhuo waved his hand, "No need to be loyal, as long as there are means. There are two private soldiers I want to build, one is a Yang soldier. I choose people from Jiuweng Village to protect my industry." As he said that, Li Buzhuo glanced at the direction of the side room without hesitation. Cultivating the defense force in Jiuwengzi Village was naturally for Wu Han. "The villagers are difficult to cultivate. When I handle the affairs of Shenzhazi, I will go to Shenzha Army to promote the clean-derived Shenzha Army as my personal soldiers, and naturally my private soldiers."

"The second private soldier..." He Qian's eyes moved, and he understood what Li Buzhuo meant, and whispered: "Sir, I still need a dirty soldier who does dirty work?"

Li Buzhuo smiled slightly and nodded, "Not bad."

He Qian did not hesitate and immediately stepped down and said, "I will do it immediately."

When He Qian left, Li Buzhuo called Ying Shiyi and Yao Zhongyu to the study and first asked about the profits of Yao Zhongyu's winery. After calculation, Li Buzhuo had saved 121 gold steaks at present, but if a private soldier wanted to match a horse, he would spend at least two to three gold steaks per month. In addition, Ying Shiyi went to the killer business to do dirty work, the cost was the big deal. Li Buzhuo couldn't help but sigh that he had earned more money now, but he was like flowing water when spending money.

Yao Zhongyu retreated, and Li Buzhuo and Ying Shiyi got along alone, so he threw a copy of "The Little Zhoutian Breathing Method" to him.

Ying Shiyi took the book, looked around and couldn't help but tremble, looked around, and said in panic: "Privately spreading Qi cultivation classics is a serious crime. What are you doing for me?"

Li Buzhuo sat on a mahogany chair, put his hands on the armrests, and smiled: "Don't you want to refine your energy?"

Ying Shiyi lowered his head and said, "I don't dare."

Li Buzhuo said: "Don't be too frightened. The Jiang family can practice the Gouting Wei and let private soldiers refine their energy. How can I not practice it? If you don't understand this book "The Little Zhoutian's Way Generation Method", you can ask me, if you learn it, you will teach it to the other two."

Ying Shiyi's throat was dry and he whispered: "It's not that my subordinates are traitorous, but I really think that my lord has a bright future, so why bother to do this thing that is to be held accountable..."
Chapter completed!