Chapter 565: The backbone of the Ming Dynasty, morale is high
At the small court meeting, Lan Zhen provoked and forced Jiang Qingzhi to promise to produce something beneficial to the country and the people before the end of the year, which greatly boosted the morale of the depressed scholars in the capital.
As a result, there were many passionate scholars in the restaurants and brothels, who laughed loudly at Jiang Qingzhi's stupidity and his arrogant words.
"What good things are there for the country and the people? It will be a joke if they are taken out at that time. We should attack them together and make sure that the thief Jiang is brought to ruin!"
In Baiyun Tower, a scholar hugged a prostitute and said proudly.
"Sir, have a drink." The prostitute handed over the wine glass. Someone laughed strangely, "Shouldn't it be a leather cup?"
The prostitute was shy and refused, but the scholar was moved and lowered his head to ask for wine.
On the second floor, Ning Yu looked at the ugly scene below and said softly, "A good man is hard to find."
The madam beside him sighed, "How many men are not lustful? By the way, Miss, that uncle has been in big trouble recently. He said he has to come up with something that will benefit the country and the people before the end of the year. Now that everyone is paying attention to him, if what he comes up with is just ordinary, I'm afraid he will become a laughing stock in the world."
"That man..." Ning Yu's mind flashed with Jiang Qingzhi's appearance. "I don't know why, but I always feel that these people are happy too early."
"Miss," Yuanyang said, "Jiang Qingzhi killed so many people in Suzhou Prefecture that everyone in our Holy Church said it was refreshing! They said that those who killed the dog official were heroes."
"Vulgar!" The madam sneered, "Jiang Qingzhi is the cousin of the dog emperor, and even more of a dog official among dog officials. They are just birds of a feather."
Yuanyang was not convinced. "But the biogas digester has really increased farmers' income a lot!"
"That's...that's..." The usually sharp-tongued madam was speechless.
Ning Yu suddenly smiled, and her fairy-like aura was enhanced by a touch of worldly flavor. "Jiang Qingzhi said that Confucianism relies more on talking, while Mohism relies more on doing. People who rely more on talking are naturally no match for you in a verbal battle. But when you meet Jiang Qingzhi, who only does things and doesn't talk, you are speechless."
The madam said angrily, "Jiang Qingzhi is just being hypocritical."
"But he did it, and people all over the world benefited from it." Yuanyang said seriously: "My brother and sister-in-law mentioned this matter when they met last time. They said that Jiang Qingzhi's action benefited thousands of families and could bring them Buddhahood."
"Is he worthy of being called a Buddha?" The madam's face flushed.
"Buddha saves people from the sea of suffering by enlightening the common people's understanding. And Jiang Qingzhi saves people by giving them enough food. Why can't he be called a Buddha?" Yuanyang retorted.
Both of them are close to Ning Yu, and there has been a trend of secret fighting between them recently. They also used Jiang Qingzhi as an excuse to have a rebuttal.
Ning Yu silently looked at the so-called talented people below who were showing their ugly faces, and thought of the last time Jiang Qingzhi burst into tears.
"In such a crisis, how would that person...respond?"
……
"Fire!"
On the parade ground, the soldiers of the Tiger Guards pulled the trigger below.
"Turn around!"
"Be quick and orderly!" Jiang Qingzhi said with a sharp gaze while standing on the high platform.
"Yes." Yan Xu said, "My Lord said that no matter how difficult a task is, as long as you practice more, practice makes perfect. I plan to let the soldiers practice for an extra hour every day."
"Okay!" Jiang Qingzhi nodded, very satisfied with Yan Xu's understanding.
"Also, from today on, the Tiger Guards are allowed to enter but not leave." Jiang Qingzhi turned around and looked at the generals, "The same goes for you."
Yan Xu was stunned. "Master, there is still a month until the end of the year. Isn't it too early?"
"You'll know when you see that thing."
Jiang Qingzhi led the generals to the lobby and held out his hand, "Stone."
Sun Chonglou opened the long backpack he was carrying, and inside was the flintlock rifle.
Reload, aim...
Bang!
The man in armor standing in the yard trembled.
Sun Chonglou went to bring in the armor.
The generals surrounded them.
There was only a hole in the chest and abdomen.
"This is……"
Yan Xu turned around and looked at the flintlock in Jiang Qingzhi's hand, and said in disbelief: "This musket... is so sharp?"
Lao Yan had also played with the Ming Dynasty's fire guns, and felt that they were just so-so. He once said that when he led his men to meet the fire gun soldiers, they only needed to withstand one round of fire gun attacks, and then they could easily be slaughtered.
The current fire guns not only have low power, but also have a more impressive power. As for the firing rate... it's better not to mention it. The later three-barreled guns can only be regarded as bricks to hit people after firing three rounds.
Jiang Qingzhi fired three shots in quick succession with an astonishing rate of fire and accuracy. The power was so great that the generals looked at their armor and felt for the first time that this thing was unreliable.
Chen Bao was shocked and said, "Is this a musket? If this is a musket, I will eat it! Swallow it!"
"This is my best weapon!" Chen Ji looked at the rifle as if he was looking at a peerless beauty. "My Lord, if this weapon can be equipped to our Ming soldiers, this..."
"Why should the Ming soldiers be afraid of Altan's cavalry? We can inflict heavy casualties on them from just a hundred steps away!"
"No matter how thick the armor is, it will be useless against such a sharp weapon. So, holding the sharp weapon, you can conquer the world!"
"Master, this thing..." Yan Xu thought of the training items of the Tiger Guards, which were exactly the same as the steps from loading to shooting that Jiang Qingzhi had just done. He subconsciously said, "Equip my Tiger Guards first!"
Yan Xu was stunned, and felt that he had violated a taboo. "I have spoken out of turn."
Chen Ji couldn't help but said: "Be the first to equip me Ye Bu Shou!"
"Bullshit! Equip our troops first!"
"We are the elite troops of the Huben Zuowei. Why shouldn't we be equipped first?" The generals were overjoyed and began to fight for the priority right to be equipped with muskets.
It was not until Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette and looked at them coldly that he stood still awkwardly.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "This is called a musket."
The generals nodded their heads in a flurry.
"This is a powerful weapon that my Mohist School has recently created." Jiang Qingzhi said, "I have obtained it from His Majesty... It should be given priority to the Tiger Guards' Left Guard."
In an instant, the faces of the generals blossomed like chrysanthemums.
"My Lord is wise!"
"Master Bo is indeed a close friend of my Tiger Guards Left Guard!"
"..."
Jiang Qingzhi coughed dryly, and after the generals calmed down, he continued, "This matter must not be leaked to the outside world. Those who violate it..." He looked at the generals, "Kill! The whole clan will be exiled as slaves, and no one will be pardoned!"
Seeing the generals in awe, Jiang Qingzhi said with satisfaction: "Here are a few muskets. All the soldiers will take turns to familiarize themselves with their structure and usage. When the muskets are delivered, we will practice according to actual combat."
"What about the tactics?" Yan Xu asked, then covered his forehead with his hand, "I actually forgot. This is new stuff, and I still have to figure out the tactics."
"I have the tactics!" Jiang Qingzhi said calmly, "What do you think the Tiger Guards have been practicing recently?"
Yan Xu was startled and closed his eyes. "Rows of soldiers opened fire in unison, and then quickly rotated. The soldiers in the back row stepped forward to fire, rotating non-stop, killing the enemy non-stop..."
"This is the kind of warfare tactics used by the Shenji Camp back then." Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help but sigh that the Central Plains Dynasty was always ahead of the times, but soon, those things that made them ahead became playthings in the hands of liberal arts Confucianists, and then faded into obscurity.
Now is the era of science!
If the Ming Dynasty wants to fully revive, its ideology must also keep up. Jiang Qingzhi set up a plan to win over Wang Tingxiang to do just that.
"But I have seen the firearms of the Shenji Camp, and it's really... hard to describe in words." Yan Xu looked at the musket in Jiang Qingzhi's hand and couldn't help but salivate!
"So at that time, the Shenji Camp was just an auxiliary. The combat methods were naturally different when cold weapons were the main force. The combat methods I teach now are mainly based on firearms, with cold weapons as a supplement."
Jiang Qingzhi said: "When the enemy army approaches, the infantrymen holding swords and spears must decisively meet them to buy time for the musketeers to reorganize. When the enemy army retreats, the musketeers can pursue them calmly, while the swords and spears and cavalry will become the main force of the pursuit..."
There are thousands of tactics, and all of them require constant practice to discover and improve problems during practice.
"Besides, this is just the beginning." Jiang Qingzhi put down the rifle.
"Are there any more firearms?" asked the generals.
"More powerful firearms." Jiang Qingzhi was just vague at the moment, but when he thought of the power of artillery, he couldn't help but look forward to it.
For long-range attacks, there are cannons, and for short-range attacks, there are muskets. The role of bows and crossbows has been greatly weakened. The configuration of weapons in the army will also change accordingly.
Then it depends on the development of the chemical industry.
Once things like fulminate of mercury are invented, the form of war will undergo a radical change.
Then rapid-fire weapons emerged, and killing became the theme of war.
The Maxim machine gun created countless widows during World War I, and when the Ming Dynasty's automatic firearms appeared on the battlefield, Jiang Qingzhi seemed to see countless kings crying.
Wailing!
The world has changed, and it is time for them to wail.
Jiang Qingzhi sent out the Tiger Guards and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Damn it, I actually forgot something."
He hurried to the Armory and just happened to see the first batch of flintlock rifles being completed.
"One hundred?" Jiang Qingzhi looked at the muskets lined up against the wall and asked in disbelief, "How can it be so fast?"
Feng Yuan wanted to repay Jiang Qingzhi's kindness, so he lived and ate at the Armory Bureau for a while, forgetting to eat and sleep... He lost weight, and his eyes were bloodshot. He said, "Master said that after the reward was paid, the craftsmen were excited and proposed many ways to improve the forging speed."
Jiang Qingzhi was worried about the quality, so he randomly picked three to test.
Precision!
Range!
power!
not bad!
Even better than before!
Looking at the craftsmen who were looking at him eagerly.
Those pairs of rough hands were rubbing each other awkwardly at this moment.
His face was dark and his clothes were covered with holes burned by sparks.
These people who were considered lowly in the eyes of the world were now the backbone of the Ming Dynasty in Jiang Qingzhi's eyes!
He bowed deeply.
Just when the craftsmen were panicking, Jiang Qingzhi said, "You are worth it!"
Jiang Qingzhi then explained his purpose, "Add something underneath that can hold spikes, a bayonet."
He forgot one thing: in history, soldiers using firearms could only turn their muskets upside down and use them as wooden sticks in close combat, and were easily slaughtered by their opponents.
After learning from the painful experience, they initially only strengthened the protection of firearms soldiers, and later invented the bayonet.
Jiang was there in one go, with a bayonet, and then he was aided by cold weapon bodyguards...
That's it!
One hundred muskets will be escorted to the Huben Zuowei by the most trusted guards around the Taoist.
After returning, Daoye asked Yan San, the leader of the team, "How was the training of the Tiger Guards' Left Guard?"
“Morale is high!”
(End of this chapter)
