Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

"It's really God's blessing, it seems that our family is going to be stronger!"

But it's too early to be happy now.

Indian tribes, large and small, are scattered on this land like stars.

If you want to integrate them, you can't do it without a ten-year or eight-year one.

Zhang Song is not worried, anyway, he has plenty of time to wait.

For now, let's get the whole place out first.

Five hundred fighters and three hundred logistics workers, after going ashore, these 500 people who were adapted to fighting on water were more adapted to fighting on land.

Logistics and miscellaneous, responsible for a lot of things.

Including collection, pioneering, and cooking in life, etc.

Among the [-] fighters, five people choose a corps leader.

Every fifty a row.

A centurion is chosen out of a hundred people.

Five hundred people first form a battalion.

The person leading them is directly under Zhang Song.

After the staffing is done, practice in the open space.

Not much time to wait for them...

Must be around the clock.

Of course, Zhang Song did not forget to select a hundred people to train firearms.

All he can use at present is a very primitive shotgun.

It's just a flintlock gun that has been separated from the ignition, but it's just a powder gun that is a little more advanced than the flintlock gun.

Zhang Song wanted to mix realgar into the gunpowder.

This kind of thing will produce arsenic trioxide after the gunpowder sprays out high temperature.

Arsenic trioxide is the main component of arsenic.

Therefore, killing the opponent will not kill him on the spot, but also cause the opponent to be poisoned on the wound, and then lose a layer of skin if he does not die.

Zhang Song thought so and did so.

Here, it is easy to find realgar ore.

And it's an open pit mine.

Xiao Hei didn't understand why Zhang Song didn't look for copper-iron ore, but refined realgar first.

Zhang Song didn't say anything to him, but asked him to do what he said.

Of course, he had to make the black powder first.

The power of black powder is not very strong, but the sound of the explosion can be like thunder.

In this almost wild place, it is like an artifact.Throwing a black powder explosive, after the explosion, the natives will definitely think that Zhang Song and his group can invite the god thunder.

Of course, as a carrier.

The first thing to consider is iron.

Iron is melted into molten iron and poured into molds.

Fist-sized, filled with black powder.

For the fuse, use an oilcloth first.

This oilcloth can burn even if it is thrown into the water.

Therefore, even if it is thrown out, it can be guaranteed to explode if it is buried in sand.

This is Zhang Song's version of earthen grenade.

After Zhang Songcheng formed this plan, it was carried out in full swing.

Xiao Hei has doubts about this.

But in the end, he still didn't ask Zhang Song.

Recently, Zhang Song has given him too much experience.

So much so that he didn't even want to ask.

It doesn't really make much sense to ask.

When I came to this land, 30 days passed in a blink of an eye.

The originally barren place seemed to be full of vitality after being rectified by several hundred people like Zhang Song.

One thousand mu of fertile land was reclaimed.

This never-before-planted land is filled with crops such as corn, soybeans, sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Because of the time difference.

The crops that have been harvested in the Ming Dynasty can be sown here at this moment.

After a thousand acres of land is sown with these crops, it will be harvested in two months...

Although it is a bit late in season, as long as it is properly managed, there is almost nothing that cannot be successfully planted and harvested...

The cannibal high priest found that foreigners had entered the place.

In the mountains not far from Zhang Song's camp, there lived a cannibal clan.

The high priest said to the patriarch, "Foreigners are a disaster!"

"My lord, what shall we do?" The patriarch prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed to a ferocious idol.

The high priest muttered for a while, rolled his eyes, and trembled unceasingly, suddenly stopped, and said to the high priest lying on the ground: "The rise and fall of our clan lies in how to drive out outsiders and use that person's blood to sacrifice to the gods. Eat his heart, liver and flesh to strengthen our blood..."

"Tiger, tiger!"

Under the statue, warriors wearing animal skins were surrounded with swords, spears and shields.

They were black in stature, and their eyes were ferocious like beasts.

There is a ring the size of a pigeon egg on the side.

Only adult cannibals are eligible to wear a ring.

It is said that the cannibals are preparing to attack Zhang Song.

Zhang Song had already received information about the cannibal attack.

This month, Zhang Song is busy doing three things.

The first thing is to train soldiers, the second is to mine and make gunpowder, and the third is to gather information while digging.

Collecting information is a piece of cake for Xiao Hei.

When he was in Liuhe County, Zhang Song trained them as spies.

Therefore, the specific route and time of the cannibal's invasion are well known.

Zhang Song led five hundred soldiers and arranged them to ambush on the road.

The Musketeers must be the first to fire and attack, and the target of the attack is of course someone with value and tactical significance.

After the Musketeers completed three rounds of salvo, they quickly evacuated.

Then it's up to other teams to take over their teams.

To Zhang Song, the Musketeers are like treasures.

If one of them dies, it will take at least half a year to train a new musketeer team member.

The Musketeers need to be accurate.

Playing accurately is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Therefore, Zhang Song was reluctant to let one of them die.

"Everything is ready, the cannibals are coming towards our camp. There are about 1000 of them." Xiao Hei jumped over and reported by Zhang Song's side.

Zhang Song nodded and said, "Understood. You continue to observe."

"Yes!" Xiao Hei jumped up and disappeared in front of Zhang Song after speaking.

To these fighters, these cannibals are terrifying.

After all, people who dare to eat are like monsters.

These men were so scared that they broke their guts without even starting a fight.

Seeing that all his subordinates were very nervous, Zhang Song secretly laughed for them.

What a group of hopeless people!

In this regard, he wanted to rush to them and violently attack them.But think about it.They are also human beings, and they are still in the ideological class of strange powers and gods.

It is impossible to be like Zhang Song, who has no reverence for ghosts and gods.

Waiting is always frustrating.

What Zhang Song was most worried about was that the opponent would change the marching route.

There are two paths leading to him.

One is a path and the other is a road.

And when the leader of the cannibals came to the intersection, he would ask the high priest for divination.

The high priest chattered for a while with his hands in the sky, and the result of the divination was that it was not suitable to walk on the path.

Zhang Song and the others lay in ambush on the small road, walking crookedly on the main road, which made Zhang Song's plan come to nothing.

After Xia Aihei brought the news back, Zhang Song and the others looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Damn it, I don't want to play like this. It's not as good as the sky!" the bearded man complained.