I'm really not the carpenter emperor

With Qi Jin's strength, Zhu Youxiao almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Chapter 40 Observers

"Your Majesty, the officer in charge of the Bingzheng Bureau is not doing his job well, so this servant will teach him a lesson." Wei Zhongxian said with a smile.

"No need."

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhu Youxiao said quietly: "The equipment is stored in the battle station, and Qi Aiqing is allowed to choose and send out the brave guard battalion. If anyone asks, it is my intention."

After Qi Jin thanked him, Wei Zhongxian smiled obsequiously, and said nonchalantly, "That's fine, that's fine..."

"Zhongxian." Suddenly, Zhu Youxiao called out.

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly took two steps forward, bowed his body and brought his ears closer.

"The servant is here."

"It's okay." Zhu Youxiao chuckled, turned his head and said, "I don't want to come here for nothing, let them continue to perform martial arts, and I can see how the results are!"

Qi Jin's heart was agitated, he clasped his fists and said: "Observe the order!"

Immediately, he took a few steps forward and looked at the pacesetters on one side seriously.

The pacesetters holding the command flags nodded and waved the flags up and down. Surprisingly, after a short while, the shouting and killing in the field gradually quieted down.

"The emperor said just now that the soldiers injured during the drill will be given a pension of less than five taels of silver, depending on the severity of the injury, and the emperor also approved the reward I set!"

When Qi Jin's words fell to the ground, there was a thunderous commotion in the field. The cavalry, infantry, and even the soldiers of the supply battalion were all excited.

They raised their swords and guns and shouted cheeringly: "The emperor is mighty! Daming is mighty!"

Qi Jin raised his hand, and soon, the school grounds became quiet again, only to hear him shout loudly: "The emperor wants to see the results of our brave guard camp's drills, boys, let's start the martial arts show!"

"Musketeers, listen to my orders!"

"The Musketeers are here!" Suddenly, a team officer with a saber strode out and shouted.

Zhu Youxiao looked over and found that it was Zhou Yuji.

Immediately, Zhu Youxiao chuckled a few times, it seemed that he was right in not ordering them to be promoted forcibly.

Huang Degong didn't need to promote himself, he was still selected as Qi Jin's personal guard based on his ability, and Zhou Yuji was already leading the Musketeers.

As for Liu Yuanbin and Sun Yingyuan, although they haven't seen it yet, they should already be grassroots officers based on their abilities.

At this time, Qi Jin drew out the Qi family's saber, pointed forward and said, "Those straw men on the opposite side are the Tartars who are rushing towards you, what should we do?"

Without saying a word, Zhou Yuji shouted directly: "Go forward two hundred steps, let go!"

With an order, about a thousand musketeers stepped forward in neat steps, and then stopped after two hundred steps.

After a while, there was a series of crackling sounds like fried beans.

"Bang bang bang-"

In the shooting range, gunshots rang out loudly and gunpowder smoke filled the air. After bursts of bangs, the straw men who were more than a hundred paces away wearing a layer of Jianlu cotton armor were already riddled with holes.

"The emperor is mighty! Daming is mighty!"

Hearing the shouts in the school grounds, Zhu Youxiao calmed down even more, and turned to ask, "Qi Aiqing, the musketeers still use matchlock guns, right?"

"Arquebus?" Qi Jin looked puzzled, then suddenly realized, and said, "Oh! The emperor is talking about a shotgun!"

According to Qi Jin, the thousand guns in the Yongwei Camp today are all matchlock muskets, which are extremely cumbersome to fire.

When shooting, you need to open the fire door cover, ignite the matchlock, aim and pull the trigger in a kneeling or standing position to launch.

Of course, in an emergency, you can also directly ignite the fire door without aiming at it, but the accuracy will be very low.

The current Yongwei Battalion has basically mastered a tactic called "three-stage strike" in order to achieve continuous and uninterrupted shooting on the battlefield.

Nevertheless, compared with the firearm, the disadvantage of the arquebus is still obvious.

The arquebus gun is to continuously provide the fire source for the musket at a burning rate of 120 mm to [-] mm per hour through a match soaked in potassium nitrate or other salt solutions.

Even in the Guards Battalion, skilled marksmen could only fire two or three shots per minute.

In the event of an emergency, the gunner needs to light the match, and cannot quickly go into battle. At the same time, the match in the dark also exposes the position of the gunman, which is very dangerous.

"Cavalry out!"

Zhu Youxiao was still thinking about firearms, but his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Qi Jin, and he looked sideways.

The leader of the team this time, Zhu Youxiao, also knew him as the thorn in the head of Liu Yuanbin.

Liu Yuanbin drew out the stainless steel saber equipped by the team officer, and rushed towards the straw man on the opposite side by himself.

"Follow the team to kill the captives!"

In the racetrack, the ground shook and hooves sounded.

In the rising dust and smoke, more than a thousand cavalrymen rushed towards the straw man shouting and killing.

The cavalry gradually divided into two teams when they charged. First, they faced the straw man and slashed and slashed.

After the second lap, Liu Yuanbin led the cavalry back to the original position. After a short rest, he took out a mace-like thing hanging from his waist.

"Listen to the command of our team, and fire the gun after a hundred steps, and those who violate it will be killed!"

Liu Yuanbin held the rein with one hand, and tightly grasped the 'mace' with the other. With a cry, he rushed out first again in an instant.

The cavalrymen of the Yongwei Battalion, in addition to a standard saber, are equipped with a three-eyed gun.

This kind of firecracker can be used when cavalry hedges or assault infantry. What's even more amazing is that it can be wielded as a melee blunt weapon, and it does good damage.

At this moment, the horsemen were performing martial arts in the racecourse, and the cavalry led by Liu Yuanbin fired three guns in a row at about a hundred paces.

After firing the blunderbuss, the cavalry held the three-eyed blunderbuss in their hands, rushed into the straw figures, and swung the blunderbuss as if they were real maces.

At this time, the nine frontier army towns of the Ming Dynasty were already generally equipped with this kind of three-eyed firecracker.

In actual combat, the blunt weapon of the three-eyed blunderbuss has repeatedly produced miraculous effects against those hard-armored Jianlu cavalry.

"Boom boom-"

In the cannon test field, the roar was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth.

The artillery of the Ming Dynasty was numerous and complex, each with its own advantages and disadvantages. According to the tradition of the Qi family army, Qi Jin still chose the Hudun cannon, which was light and suitable for taking out to field battles.

At this time, the popularity of artillery in the Yongwei Battalion was quite high, and Qi Jin formed a small team of 14 people, responsible for carrying it on weekdays and launching it in wartime.

There are nearly a thousand people in the firearms battalion, and there are nearly [-] Hudun cannons firing in the artillery test field at this time.

Why is it said that the artillery penetration rate of the Yongwei Battalion is very high?

You must know that most of the assessments of firearms carried by the Ming army in various guards across the country are based on the fact that every 500 people carry three Hudun cannons.

This is still a statement on the surface. Judging from the current level of disarmament in the local guards, it is not bad to have one cannon for a thousand Ming troops that can really be brought out in field battles.

In contrast, 14 people in the Firearms Battalion carry a Hudun cannon, plus more than a thousand matchlock bird guns. The popularity of this kind of firearm is already the first in the world.

Looking at the roaring and shouting martial arts arena, Zhu Youxiao was both happy and helpless.

The good news is that such an army has more than 3000 veterans of the Qi family army. Judging from this observation, the combat effectiveness after going out will definitely not be weak.

Unfortunately, it's too expensive.

Every "bullet" fired by the musketeers, every shell fired during the test, was heaped with silver.

Although there are only more than 6000 people in the Yongwei Battalion now, it is already a bottomless pit of money.

However, Zhu Youxiao will not be intimidated. The popularization of firearms requires more development. If you don't spend money desperately, the combat effectiveness of the army will not increase.

Big deal, spend money here, hug money over there.

Chapter 41 The Shotgun of the Attack

"Grandpa, it's not good."

On the afternoon of the third day after returning from observing the soldiers in the martial arts field, a young eunuch hurried to the Supervisor of Rites, trembling all over.

"What's the matter, you are nothing, could it be that the Luan Palace is on fire again, it looks like it scared you." Wei Zhongxian put down the brush for practicing calligraphy, and said dissatisfied.

In fact, compared to Zhu Youxiao who was vilified as "illiterate" by the courtiers in private, Wei Zhongxian is the one who is truly illiterate.

But right now he is practicing in a hurry, and he can understand the general meaning of many books.

"The prince knocked out a front tooth by the emperor in the Xinuang Pavilion..."

"What? Wang Tiqian had a front tooth knocked out by the emperor?" Wei Zhongxian was a little surprised, this was the first time since the emperor succeeded to the throne.

Where did that useless godson offend the emperor?

Thinking of this, Wei Zhongxian stood up, rushed towards Xinuange, and left a word.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere."

Before Wei Zhongxian arrived at Xinuang Pavilion, he saw the busy figures of the palace people from a distance, and he was afraid that his heart would be broken.

He bit the bullet and walked to the door, just in time to see Zhu Youxiao kicking over the Xuande stove.

There was only a sound of "bang", and the half-burned incense in the Xuande furnace rolled out, and the palace people hurriedly covered their noses and knelt to clean up the mess.

Seeing this scene, Wei Zhongxian's heart skipped a beat, maybe he shouldn't have come.

The kick just now was of course knowing that Wei Zhongxian was coming on purpose. Seeing that this fellow stopped outside the door and did not dare to come in, Zhu Youxiao smiled secretly, knowing that he must have thought it over at this time.

"Come here." Zhu Youxiao said to Wang Tigan, who was kneeling in the corner with his mouth covered.

When the latter heard it, he shuddered all over, and then looked at Wei Zhongxian as if he was asking for help.

Wei Zhongxian still didn't know why the emperor showed such great power at this time, so he didn't dare to speak easily to cause trouble for his upper body, so he winked at Wang Tiqian.

Wang Tiqian didn't dare to disobey the holy will, seeing that Wei Zhongxian didn't make a sound, he had to move over in small steps.

But in the blink of an eye, Zhu Youxiao picked up the silver cup on the table and smashed it at it. Wang Tigan screamed, covered his bloody mouth, and spit out a few more canine teeth.

Wei Zhongxian, who was standing outside the Nuan Pavilion, saw this scene, his face turned pale with fright, and he turned around immediately to leave.

You can't get involved in this matter, you will die if you go there!

After walking a few steps, Zhu Youxiao asked with a half-smile in the Xinuang Pavilion: "Wang Tiqian, do you hate me?"

Wei Zhongxian paused and listened carefully.

Seeing the emperor looking down at him, Wang Tiqian, who didn't know what had happened, burst into tears, but kept shaking his head, unable to say a word.

Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, and said in a heavenly language: "I will tell you a story, the so-called... a dog is a man who eats a man, understand?"

"Understood, I understand..." Wang Tiqian hastily agreed.

Looking at Wang Tiqian who was worried and bleeding from his mouth, Zhu Youxiao leaned back on the couch again, threw a book outside the Nuan Pavilion, and said:

"I asked you to bring me another book to read. It would be good for you to bring me such a copy of "Zhenguan Political Leaders". Tell me, should I suffer today's beating?"

"Yes! Yes!" Wang Tiqian responded twice, covered his bloody mouth, and jumped out of the Nuan Pavilion, "I will give the emperor another copy!"

Seeing that Wang Tiqian didn't even look at himself when he ran to get the book, Wei Zhongxian didn't care to get angry, but his heart was terrified, and his back felt cold.

Everyone knows that Wang Tiqian has become his godson.

Emperor Tianqi's punishment of Wang Tiqian for taking the book was just for chatting to the palace people, but to him, Wei Zhongxian, it was an obvious beating!

Thousands of years later, there were hundreds of emperors in Lei Dynasty, but there was only one Lord Yao. Some people wanted to be Lord Yao, and some wanted to be a faint king.

Wei Zhongxian did not expect that the one in front of him was the one who was Lord Yao.

……

Looking at the figure of Wei Zhongxian who was slowly retreating without saying a word, Zhu Youxiao sneered. Today's beatings should make him more honest.

And that Wang Tigan, you also need to know whose dog he is and who he is working for!

A few days ago, Zhu Youxiao watched the martial arts field and found that although the popularity of firearms in the Yongwei Battalion is high, most of them are not as good as the West at the current stage.

There are more than a thousand muskets, all of which are matchlock guns that are easily affected by the weather. Of course, the solution is also close at hand, which is to fire the gun.

The flintlock, as the name suggests, uses flint friction as an ignition device, and is an advanced version of the matchlock gun.

Its appearance simplifies the launching steps, is fast, practical, safe and convenient.

In the middle of the seventeenth century, Western powers opened up colonies all over the world, and Ming Dynasty also experienced historical changes.

Unlike Western weapons that use hot weapons to attack cold weapons, Daming is a special case.