"Oh? I don't know what the division and team supplies are there? How many?" An Zaikang said calmly.

The division commander had already made his promise, so he said indifferently: "Five thousand war horses, iron shields, iron spears, and leather armor each, 50,000 sets of iron armor, 20,000 long bows, 5,000 crossbows, 100,000 bowstrings, 200,000 bundles of arrows, 100,000 city crossbows, and 100,000 sets of military uniforms and boots.

"I have accumulated these over the years, and I feel so sorry for half of them to give them to you."

Cons and others opened their mouths and were stunned. The division commander was really dark. He actually had enough equipment to arm a division in the division headquarters.

No one believed it when it was said, because most of the materials received by the division and regiment headquarters would only leave a part of the equipment and most of the accessories in stock. How could it be possible to accumulate so much? After all, the division and regiment headquarters are responsible for commanding, not fighting, and there is no loss of equipment at all.

"Well, we are certainly satisfied with so many supplies, but..." An Zaikang pretended to be pondering.

"But what? Say it quickly!"

The division commander has become bad, and what else do you want to do if he gives half of the inventory? If he delays like this, he will get angry.

"Well, we want half of the craftsmen in the provincial capital. Please help me. At the same time, I also ask the adults to prepare a carriage that carries loaded so much supplies for us. In addition to the carriage needed to carry supplies, we also need a carriage that can carry tens of thousands of people." An Zaikang said leisurely.

Now he is not in a hurry. Judging from the anxious look of the division commander, you know that he really needs an army to serve him. If he knows that even if he doesn't speak, those soldiers will be his. I wonder if they will be so angry that they vomit blood?

"There is no problem with the carriage. There are in the warehouse. As for half of the craftsmen, this is absolutely not possible! The blacksmith can only give you one fifth, and the boatman can't give you any! But it doesn't matter if you give all the other craftsmen!" The division commander said very toughly.

"Sir, it doesn't matter to other craftsmen. Just whether the blacksmith can do more. You also know that the blacksmith needs the help of making repair equipment." An Zai Kang said with a bitter face.

"One-fifth of the blacksmiths are enough to be responsible for the manufacturing of your troops' weapons. As for the repair of equipment, they can be left to the logistics soldiers." The division commander bit.

"Oh, sir, you also know that the soldiers under my elder brother are all from civilians, so there are no logistics soldiers, so how about giving them more blacksmiths?" An Zai Kang begged again.

At this moment, neither side cared about the opinions of the craftsmen in the provincial capital. The stay or departure of the craftsmen was just a matter of one sentence between the two sides.

It is not a big blame for the division commander not taking craftsmen seriously. Except for shipmakers who can make a lot of money and blacksmiths who can make weapons, other craftsmen such as plasterers are meaningless to those in power, so it doesn’t matter if the division commander bites the shipmakers and the amount of blacksmiths, and the other craftsmen are sent out.

"Okay, I'll transfer all the logistics soldiers of the division headquarters to you. Don't want too much blacksmith." The division commander said generously.

"Well……"

An Zaikang was a little stunned. What did he want a logistics soldier? As a businessman, An Zaikang knew very well that craftsmen were the maker of wealth, and any craftsman with skills could create wealth more than a hundred logistics soldiers.

An Zaikang did not allow himself to not increase the number of craftsmen, but instead brought in a group of people who were eating rice, but he could not refuse directly, so he had to look at Cons. Now he could almost confirm the transaction, and wait for Cons to complete it.

"Sir, the lower official wants to go back to the officer's territory in Haiquan Province." Cons suddenly said these words had nothing to do with the transaction.

The division commander immediately pondered and thought. Go back to the territory? Well, this kid Cons is OK. He said that he didn't want to go to the garrison to die, and he didn't want to stay in the provincial capital to make me embarrassed. Well, it also implies that he could not take too many people away and promised to transfer me the maximum number of soldiers.

"Hehe, this young man is amazing, but if he is not powerful, he will not be able to control a smuggling line."

In fact, the division commander was also worried that Cons, a guy with 11,000 soldiers, would stay in the provincial capital. If this guy had bad thoughts, his wealth and life would be destroyed immediately.

So when I heard that Cons was willing to transfer the soldiers to him, I generously gave half of the materials in stock as compensation.

Now that he heard that Cons was about to return to the officer's leadership, it made it clear that he would not participate in the future warlord battles in the coastal province.

Thinking of this, the commander of the division who is very good at being a human nodded and said, "Well, Colonel Cons, you have a hard battle with the Shanyue soldiers, and you also need to rest for a while. Let's do this, I will give you a leave certificate later."

Seeing Okol on the side of him eager to try, he knew that the major who followed Cons was from Cons and his gang, and he also offered a favor. "Of course, this Major Okol also needs to recuperate, so he will also give him a leave certificate."

"Thank you, sir."

Cons and Okol hurriedly thanked. With the leave certificate issued by their division, Cons and Okol can watch the wind and clouds leisurely outside. As long as they don’t participate, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with them.

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Cons, tell the truth, how many soldiers are you going to give me?" the division commander waved his hand and said.

"Seven thousand people, the remaining four thousand people will follow the officials back to their territory to settle down." Cons said directly.

The division commander immediately smiled happily. Unexpectedly, he was really a soldier from the two regiments. This was wonderful.

The commander of the teacher in a good mood said casually: "Cons, you are really loved by your subordinates. There are so many people who are willing to go back to your territory from your hometown."

But after saying this, the division commander was shocked. What did Cons bring a group of people back to the territory? It was used to prevent other warlords from making up for him? It was a joke. Now the neighboring provinces are all new warlords. Who dares to provoke Cons?

But can a small major support support 4,000 soldiers from bloody battles? Why not let an extra corps give me...

Ah! Oh my God! Why am I so idiotic! I actually forgot that Cons controls a smuggling line!

These soldiers must be protecting this smuggling line!

"The lower officials are not as powerful as the superiors said. Three thousand of the four thousand people are from slaves." Cons said a little bitterly.

Yes, it is really embarrassing that only one thousand of the eight thousand strong people are willing to follow.

The division commander was stunned for a moment, remembering that he gave Cons five thousand slaves last time, but now he told himself that he had become three thousand veterans?!

How long has it been! It actually made those lazy and young slaves become veterans who are enough to compete with the Shanyue soldiers? Is Cons's training ability too powerful?

The division commander immediately made a decision, praised Cons for a few words and said affectionately: "Since that's the case, brother won't let you suffer any losses. Although there are no young and strong official slaves, there are still a group of old, weak, women and children, including your slave relatives. These people are kept to waste food, so they will give them to you for favors.

"Well, there are at least thousands of logistics soldiers that have not been replenished in the division, and they are allocated to you. Anyway, they are just making a living, so they should not have any objections. Even if they have any objections, they will have no choice but to decide their fate after losing their military household registration.

"Also, there are hundreds of wealthy families in the provincial capital, and each family will take out 100 young and strong people to support the military construction. They are still very happy. Brother, I will help you and ask them for help."

This time it was Cons' turn and the others were stunned. Why did the commander of the division suddenly become so generous? These are things outside the transaction. Moreover, there are at least 10,000 or 20,000 officials and slaves in the provincial capital. Although they are all old, weak, women and children, just as the commander of the division said, they are all related to the three thousand slave soldiers. If they come, they can definitely make the slave soldiers loyal to their deaths.

Also, there are at least 300 families in the provincial capital that can be called a wealthy family. Each family has 100 strong people, which means 3,000 people. This is another huge source of troops!

An Zaikang saw that everyone's eyes were glowing, and he hurriedly pulled Lacons's sleeves.

Cons showed An Zaikang a peaceful smile and said to the division commander: "I don't know how the subordinates should serve the superiors?"

He never believed that there would be gold coins rain in his home yard.

The division commander smiled and said, "Haha, there is nothing to bother you, brother. I just hope to continue to maintain the business we do in partnership. At the same time, for my position to be stronger, I hope you can strictly train those young and strong families sent by the rich.

"Of course, the brother is responsible for all the training fees and equipment for young and strong people. Just divide half of the people to the brother after they become a military force."

Cons also smiled. It turned out that he was interested in his training ability. Thinking that he had to train soldiers anyway, it was no big deal to help the division commander train a group of troops, and the new recruits were in charge of the division commander, so he made a fortune. Thinking of this, he nodded and agreed immediately.

Everyone thought that the division commander noticed Cons's training ability, and gave so many benefits in order to acquire elite soldiers, but they did not expect that this was only a small part of the reason.

For the division commander, the greatest goal is to ensure that he participates in Cons' smuggling route.

Now the empire is preparing for civil strife, and warlord separatism is about to take shape. What is the most important thing in a chaotic world?

What is the prerequisite for having countless soldiers? It is money. As long as you have money, there will be people, equipment, and army.

The division commander received the profits from participating in smuggling activities several times. He knew very well that as long as the transaction volume was expanded, the smuggling profits could be realized at any time than the provincial capital taxes. With a steady stream of huge sums and elite troops, he would definitely destroy the little mice under his command and become a division commander with real power. Perhaps he could go further.

Since neither side had any opinions, the transaction process was fast. An Zaikang was responsible for transporting the materials, and the helpers were Ryer Wenzhi and the three thousand soldiers who were preparing to stay. Of course, Cons' personal guard who was connected between the two was indispensable.

There were a large number of carriages in the division warehouse. An Zaikang took the opportunity to get hundreds more vehicles, and at the same time threw dozens of bags of gold coins. The confidant of the division commander who was responsible for counting the arms inventory immediately became confused and asked An Zaikang to move at least 10% of the arms supplies.

The one who received the official slaves was a soldier from three thousand slave soldiers, and the person in charge was Cons. Okle was originally interested in this task, but Okle suggested that this was a good opportunity to win people's hearts. After Cons came forward with the suggestion, Okle was so scared that he did not dare to mention it at all.

The person in charge of the migration was Oak, who led his soldiers' families and Okor's tribe members to the carriage and led them to purchase them in the city.

Now Cons lacks anything, but he doesn't lack money. When Oak transports supplies and brings An Zaikang to see Cons, he also brings a lot of gold coins.

These gold coins were hidden under the carriage and were not seized. Now it is time to take them out and sweep the provincial capital.

This work is simply easy for Oak, who swept through Haiquan Province many times.

Needless to say, he just stayed with Cons as a well-behaved servant. He had no job except serving tea, water, sweat and fanning the cool. At most, he just made his eyes red when the soldiers met with his relatives.

Weijie was in a bad mood. While sending a message to prepare the territory, he arranged lurking spies and began to check the details of the newly recruited personnel, and the busy people were overwhelmed.

Most of the work has been done, so the work of dividing the craftsmen with the division commander, looking for the rich and powerful clans to threaten and luring the division's logistics soldiers can only be done by the unlucky guy raised by Okor, a stepmother.

Okor knew that his job was the most offensive, but there was no way, who would he do it?

Gripping his teeth, Okor took his confidants and brought the remaining soldiers who were preparing to live a good life in the provincial capital, and began to catch people running around the city.hf();
Chapter completed!