Chongzhen Undergraduates

It's just that no matter how hard I endured, I never thought it would be this kind of suffering.Huang Daozhou was directly assigned to an outpost outside Laizhou City as a sentry.

Huang Daozhou's heart is bitter, thinking that he is a majestic Jinshi in the second year of Tianqi, who has successively served as editor of the Imperial Academy, and he is an authentic reserve cadre of the imperial court.Now he is holding a long gun, walking on old cold legs, and standing at the intersection with a teenage doll to check passers-by.

"Old Huang, where are you from?" Standing on duty with him was a Shandong soldier, Cai, who was a waiter in a restaurant before.His surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Dashan.

Huang Daozhou didn't want to talk to him, he was feeling uncomfortable all over and wanted to find someone to sit with, he was old and couldn't bear it.

Zhao Dashan has an authentic pig's kidney face, with a slightly upturned chin, making a grimace, which is quite joyful.Seeing Huang Daozhou ignoring him, he was not angry, and said with a smile: "Old Huang, let me teach you how the old lady walks? I can do it well."

Regardless of whether Huang Daozhou wanted to watch it or not, Zhao Dashan was holding a spear, with his feet turned inward, his lower lip wrapped around his upper lip, his eyes focused on the middle, and he walked like an old lady walking with his legs circled.

The zodiac is happy on Monday, and I think: I really like it.Anyway, the young man next to him is also an optimist. On his first day on duty, he will take the initiative to get acquainted with him, so don't put on a bad face.

"Young man, what's the matter with you?" After all, Huang Daozhou has experienced vicissitudes of life, and a kind face appeared when he spoke.

"I'm from Shandong. Do you know Qufu? My house is not far away." Zhao Dashan was very happy.

"That's the hometown of Confucius, of course I know. It should be a place with the best etiquette and morality." Huang Daozhou was fascinated when he heard Qufu.

"What place? I knew that my family was forced to leave by Kong. The land was also occupied by them. I had no place to go, so I went to Tai'an Prefecture to work as a shop boy."

"Don't talk nonsense, Yanshenggong's mansion will never do such a thing." Huang Daozhou absolutely did not believe such a thing, and immediately defended severely.

"Tch! You don't like to hear it, I don't want to say it yet. None of you who have read books like to listen to reason." Zhao Dashan stood aside on his own, with a youthful heart, and he was unwilling to talk to these so-called adults. reason.

Just like young people in later generations don't like to talk about trends with their parents, anyway, it's not from the same era, there is a generation gap.

Zodiac Zhou didn't care, and this kind of episode could not shake his admiration for Confucius and his longing for Qufu.

"Hey! Old Huang, come over and drink some water. Be careful of heat stroke in hot weather." Zhao Dashan ran over with a water bottle and handed it to Huang Daozhou.

Huang Daozhou was very grateful in his heart, this young man was still warm-hearted, with good temperament, he was a good young man at first sight.

"I heard that you are all literate?" There are many scholars in Confucius' hometown. This Huang Daozhou thinks it is nothing strange. As a cultural person, of course he likes to talk about cultural affairs.

"Know a few words, not many." Zhao Dashan grinned, showing a row of big white teeth.

After taking a sip of water, Huang Daozhou felt that the water was quite cool, obviously let it go in the well, so he asked, "Go to private school?"

"No. My family is poor and cannot afford to go to school."

"Then how do you know how to read?"

"Our team has literacy classes every night. I heard from the veterans of the army that the previous troops did not take literacy classes, and only the troops of our commander did." Zhao Dashan looked proud.

"Oh? There are still literacy classes in the barracks?" Huang Daozhou and the others were arranged by Zhu Youjian to leave the army as soon as they arrived. This was the first shift and they didn't know the situation yet.It was a bit unexpected that Zhu Youjian would vigorously promote reading and literacy in the army.

"That's right! Everyone here can read and write, but ours is too slow. Old Huang, you can read and teach me more in the future."

Being able to impart culture is what every scholar in Ming Dynasty is most proud of.When you can do things that most people can't, this is your most proud and bragging capital.

Like Huang Daozhou, Chen Zilong also lived a boring and hard life as a leader.It's just that the company he was assigned to happened to be Deng Zhirong's company, and the main position was to be the fire leader.

Deng Zhirong was relegated to the Huotou Army again. This is a pure Huotou Army unit, not in the ranks of soldiers at all.Although Deng Zhirong became the company commander, he led a whole hundred people and was responsible for cooking for thousands of people.

Zhu Youjian said that the troops are assigned to the most difficult places, and the army does not have any most difficult places at present, so Chen Zilong also came to be the leader of the fire army.

"Hey! Don't dawdle, hurry up and change the coal." Deng Zhirong went to battle in person today and was preparing steamed buns.It's not easy to be a firehead army, and there are so many things to do, even Deng Zhirong, the so-called company commander, has to go into battle in person.

Chen Zilong was born in a farming family, so it's not that he doesn't work hard and doesn't know the five grains, but he still knows everything.However, I just don't know how to use this new type of coal stove.

The officer asked him to change the matchmaker. He glanced into the stove and saw that there were neat cylindrical things inside, and there were also neat small holes in the middle, and the flames shot straight up from the small holes.

"What are you doing with the pestle? I want you to change the matchmaker." Deng Zhirong became angry when he saw Chen Zilong who was in a daze.

"Oh." Chen Zilong picked up an iron rod and poked at the stove, a cloud of dust immediately floated up from the stove, several coal balls in the stove were smashed by Chen Zilong.

"Damn it! What are you doing? It's over, I'm still waiting for the fire to steam the buns." Deng Zhirong yelled, while running over to save the coal balls in the furnace.

"I don't know how to do such a thing, what's the use of giving you to me. Alas!" Deng Zhirong picked up the broken coal carefully, while complaining to Chen Zilong: "You must have never seen coal balls, have you seen them? Do it like this. The coal stoves here are all made by the commander, no more than you country folks, just pile up the coal ash and get it done."

Chen Zilong, a great talent who came from the most affluent Jiangnan in Ming Dynasty, was ruthlessly despised by Deng Zhirong and turned into a bumpkin who had never seen the world.I can only stare blankly, looking like a child who has done something wrong.

"Is this coal stove made by the commander?" Chen Zilong didn't believe it.

"What are you thinking? With so many coal stoves, the commander can do it by himself? This is the briquette stove invented by the commander. It is very easy to use." Although Deng Zhirong was demoted this time, he didn't feel any resentment in his heart, unlike the last time he was emotional , he is now in awe of Zhu Youjian from the bottom of his heart.

"The commander can make a lot of things?" Chen Zilong was a little surprised. Could it be that Zhu Youjian is as keen on craftsman as his brother?

"It's just a trivial matter to do things. The commander will arrange the troops, and all the officers in the barracks are taught by the commander." After Deng Zhirong finished speaking, he looked forward to this time. He has no part in the officer's practical training.

"Ah!" If it is said that Zhu Youjian can make a coal stove, then the shock is understandable, but Zhu Youjian personally taught all officers the military command, which is incredible.

Isn't the formation of troops a tactical command?

Chapter 66: Weapon Selection

In fact, Zhu Youjian didn't teach the formation of troops at all, and he didn't understand the tactics of this era at all.

If a traveler of later generations ran to the battlefield of this era and commanded blindly, it is estimated that the soldiers would die unjustly.Even if you study ancient tactics in later generations, you may not be able to really command ancient wars.

Zhu Youjian doesn't know it, but people who have fought in wars know a little bit. There are such people in Li Yan's team.All of the top fifteen officers with the best performance in this training, eleven of them are Li Yan's former subordinates.

According to Zhu Youjian's request, the top fifteen with the best grades will be entrusted with important tasks.When Li Yan submitted the list, he was still a little apprehensive, afraid that Zhu Youjian would think too much.

"Look, Commander, the tactical methods submitted by these people are very good." Li Yan changed the topic to specific tactics, wanting to avoid the embarrassment caused by the names on the list.

"What I'm interested in now is not how they fight, but what military branch and weapon they set up when they practiced." Zhu Youjian waved his hand, not interested in the list at all.

Reasonable tactics are based on the use of one's own weapons.Outdated weapons are not enemies that cannot defeat advanced weapons. Of course, some people will always talk about absolute power.

If your enemy doesn't know it when you really have absolute power, then such an enemy is no longer called an opponent, but a pig.

In most wars, there is very little absolute power, except for Saddam Hussein, which is a minority after all.More wars have occurred between the two sides of the non-absolute power.

Therefore, the rationalization of weapons and the correct tactics are the key to victory.It is said that a certain marshal in later generations could calculate the position of every machine gun in a battle. This kind of familiarity with his own weapons is a state.

Zhu Youjian did not expect the scene where the Tartar soldiers fell one after another as soon as the flintlock was thrown out.That is a dream, it is impossible to appear in one's own story, and it will not be so satisfying to those who like war stories.

"We don't have enough archers, and the commander doesn't seem to have any arrangements for training archers. We don't even have cannons. There are some firecrackers, but the number of firecrackers is not enough."

Zhu Youjian glanced at Li Yan. It takes at least three years to train an archer and half a month to build a cannon. This is the reality.

"I brought all the firearms from the Nanjing Ministry of War. You will see if you can use them later." Zhu Youjian was skeptical about the quality of these firearms.

The current situation is that the cavalry does not have enough horses, the archers do not take enough time to train, and the quality of the firearms is not reliable.In any respect, facing the Tazi soldiers, Zhu Youjian has no advantage here, except for the number of soldiers.

Do not doubt that the situation is indeed the case.Since Kong Youde surrendered in the Later Jin Dynasty, the firearm technology has surpassed that of Ming Dynasty in an all-round way.