Hundred Tempers (1)

Blocking, parrying, stepping, dodging, Wen Tianxiang gasped, and was forced to retreat again and again by Zhang Goudan, who was sparring. After all, he was born as a literati, and after only a while, his forehead was already full of sweat.

Du Hu, who served as an instructor, coughed lightly and gave Zhang Goudan a color. Captain Zhang Goudan is fighting hard, how can you hear it. stepped up, turned around, tightened his wrist, pushed the blade, and with a crisp "snap", the wooden knife in Wen Tianxiang's hand was knocked out and fell to the sand and raised a cloud of smoke and dust.

The entire training ground fell silent for a moment. Zhang Goudan didn't hear the expected applause, and suddenly realized that he was acting recklessly, Master Wen was the prime minister of a country, and shooting down the weapon in his hand in front of so many people made his face go somewhere.

"My lord", Liu Zijun glanced at the dog fiercely, stepped forward quickly, and handed over a hot towel. Wen Tianxiang smiled and gently pushed the towel away. Running to the edge of the training ground, he did ten push-ups without landing, picked up the knife, and returned to Zhang Goudan.

"Start", Du Hu waved his hand and signaled the competition to continue.

Zhang Dogan grinned, obviously not recovering from the shock just now. Prime Minister Wen just admitted defeat and punished himself for standing up on the ground ten times. And he Zhang Goudan was one of the people who defeated Wen Tianxiang.

Wen Tianxiang on the opposite side stood with his feet side by side, the tip of his knife pointing downward, and his fists facing upward, making a standard posture of junior students asking for advice from their seniors. Zhang Goudan was stunned for a moment, and quickly turned his body sideways, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

At this moment, Wen Tianxiang moved, stepped up, slashed, swung his legs, slanted, landed on both feet, squatted on his knees, and the wooden knife in his hand went straight to Zhang Goudan's waist with the sound of the wind.

Zhang Goudan was forced to retreat again and again by these tricks, desperately blocking, but he had lost the opportunity. Wen Tianxiang swept the air with a knife, then turned around and raised his knees, and came with an oolong swing tail, and the wooden knife "snapped" and slashed heavily on Zhang Goudan's bamboo neck guard.

"When", Du Hu knocked the gong in his hand vigorously to announce the end of the round. The onlookers burst into cheers, and the dog's face turned red in the gutter, touching his bald head and protesting loudly: "Prime Minister, Prime Minister, this, this ......"!

"You have been hacked to death by me with that knife just now. On the battlefield, the dead will not protest," Wen Tianxiang interrupted Zhang Goudan's words with a smile. In the good-natured laughter of the soldiers, Zhang Goudan lay on the edge of the training ground, and went to stand up one by one, complaining as he did.

Miao Chun was hugged by several soldiers and walked over, wanting to say something, but because of the huge difference in status. Tentatively leaned a few steps in front of Wen Tianxiang, and then retracted to the side.

"Miao Dutou, what's the matter"? Wen Tianxiang's eyes were sharp, and he immediately recognized this Jianghuai veteran from the crowd.

"I, I", Miao Chun nervously scratched his bald head and handed over a small tile. In the middle of the tiles, there is a little dark red liquid, faint, with a kind of unique fragrance in the forest.

"What is it"? Liu Zijun leaned over and asked in surprise.

"This", Miao Chun gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, and said loudly, "Your Excellency, my soldiers found two arrow poison trees in the Niangniang Mountain in front, which is the legendary bloody throat seal. The mountain people smeared it on the tip of the arrow, and if the person who was shot was not treated within an hour, he would die of poison. ”

"You want to rub this thing on the arrow"? Wen Tianxiang asked with a smile.

"Belong, subordinate", Miao Chun was stunned, not knowing how to answer. Lord Wen is the prime minister of the dynasty, and he cherishes his name like a feather, how can this kind of indiscriminate means be placed in front of adults.

"Just use it, what are you afraid of, there are a few such trees in the forest, let the brothers find them, and paint all the arrows that can be painted", Wen Tianxiang smiled heartily, not at all as rigid as Miao Chun thought.

"Prime Minister?" Du Hu was a little hesitant, although he was ruthless by nature, he was above board and looked down on this kind of poisonous means.

"The robber has entered our house, and all the means that can be used to kill him are justice." Wen Tianxiang looked up to the sky and smiled. What kind of benevolence and mercy, what kind of righteousness, did the Mongols talk about mercy when they slaughtered innocent people?

"The Prime Minister has really changed!" Liu Zijun pulled the corner of Du Hu's clothes and said quietly.

"Yes, he doesn't look like the original prime minister at all now, and I don't know if he has changed like this, whether it's bad or good." Du Hu looked at the figure of Wen Tianxiang and the soldiers fighting together, and sighed faintly.

Everyone is changing, and the entire army of spoilers is changing.

With his gray beard fluttering in the wind, Chen Longfu forced the sparring soldiers a few steps away. Autumn illuminated the sweat on his forehead, and Du Hu, who served as an instructor, handed over a towel distressedly and was gently pushed away by the old master. The tip of the knife was downward, and the Great Confucian of the Present issued a gesture of invitation to the ordinary soldiers.

The ground of the school field in front of Minwang Terrace was ignored by the soldiers, and the team led by Zhang Goudan strode through, whether it moved forward or sideways, the team was always a square. The gang leader Wang honestly stood in the first row, his waist straight.

"The second phase of the training plan", the Chinese military tent, Du Hu read aloud the training plan drafted by Wen Tianxiang, and the generals of all sizes sat aloud at the temporary oval conference table.

"After breakfast on the 3rd, 6th, and 9th, the teaching field performs the queue. Every Monday, Thursday, and before the afternoon of the 7th, practice throwing. Every 2nd and 8th, before noon, the drill chase, crossing, and detour. Every 5th and 10th before noon, the camp practiced three stacks of bows and arrows. Every afternoon, the camp practices martial arts such as boxing, swordsmanship, and spears. Every afternoon, with a capital of excellent training soldiers, under the leadership of the head of the capital, go hunting in the surrounding mountains, and replenish the supply ......with prey," Du Hu shook his head while reading.

"Guiqing, why do you shake your head, are these difficult to refine, I still feel sorry for your family heirloom knife technique, and I am reluctant to teach it to all the brothers", Wen Tianxiang owed a debt in his seat and asked with a smile.

The oval conference table was set up according to Wen Tianxiang's suggestion, and during the discussion, the generals could sit and talk, regardless of their position. The military officers and senior staff members who were in charge of espionage, marching, and supplies stood at another large table, and used a sand table to pile up the nearby terrain in actual proportions, so that the commander-in-chief and senior generals could explain to everyone at any time.

These tasks are not difficult to accomplish, and as long as we work in an orderly manner and keep up with the food, the brothers will not complain. I think it's difficult", Du Hu put the new training program on the table so that everyone could see it clearly, "Archery and bow and arrow shooting, now there are only more than two hundred horn bows that can be used in the army, and bows made of bamboo..." "Instead of wasting time on soldiers, let them practice other subjects, such as throwing. Xiao Zi has already created a thunderbolt, and the power of that thing has also been seen by the prime minister."

"That's true, the bamboo bow has a range of less than 100 paces, and it is difficult to penetrate the iron armor, and it is really against the Tartars on the battlefield, and the bow and arrow are our weakest point", several low-level generals stood up and spoke enthusiastically. Knowing must be spoken, words must be exhausted, this is the power that Wen Tianxiang gives to all the generals.

Through the wide open doors and windows, the sunlight spilled the sparse shadows of the trees into the room, sprinkled on the faces of the generals, and illuminated a pair of eager eyes.

The generals are all contrary to their words, and the current situation of the Broken Army is indeed the case. Not only the broken army, but the status quo of the entire Great Song army has reached the verge of collapse. The weakness of hundreds of years since the Northern Song Dynasty cannot be changed overnight.

In order to restrain the cavalry of the northern nomads, the number of archers and crossbowmen in the army was once as high as about 60%. However, due to the imperial court's contempt for armaments, the failure rate of bows and arrows manufactured by the ordnance supervision was as high as more than forty percent. During the Northern Song Dynasty Shenzong, there was a random inspection of ordnance, and there was a joke that three bows were randomly inspected in a row, but none of them were qualified.

After crossing to the south, due to the fear of the usurpation of power by the generals, the imperial court's strategy became more important than military, and military equipment quickly became the last skill. In the Erudite Macro Vocabulary Examination during the reign of Gaozong, the candidates of the Great Song Dynasty, who were known as knowledgeable, no longer knew what the Divine Arm Bow was.

A series of reasons have led to the fact that many weapons are becoming more and more expensive, and their performance is not advancing or regressing. And Wen Tianxiang's generals are mostly in the army, and the quality of the bows and arrows in their hands is even worse, and the arrows issued by ordinary soldiers are not easy to penetrate the leather armor fifty steps away. And to make a good bow, it takes nearly a month, and the cost is ridiculously high, close to two stone of rice, this price is by no means affordable for the current army of broken captives who lack clothes and wear. Therefore, the generals pinned their hopes for defeating the enemy on the secret weapon that had just been developed, the thunder, and no one wanted to go far and near anymore.

Seeing that everyone was planning to abandon the bow and crossbow, Wen Tianxiang felt a little disappointed in his heart. The army in the dream, although poorly equipped, has never lost the confidence to win. A general like himself is bent on taking shortcuts to win, and his spirit is too far behind the army in his dreams.

It is very easy to shave one's head, but it is very difficult to shave off people's minds the concept of valuing literature over military force and changing the world's understanding of war.

Seeing that Wen Tianxiang was noncommittal to the generals' suggestions, he stood up and said with a smile, "Everyone, don't expect the thunder to be thundered, if you encounter enemy archers, the thunder can't be thrown so far, you can only be pressed and beaten." As for the bow and arrow, if General Chen can bring back the iron material on time, I can guarantee that I will provide you with a hard crossbow that is not inferior to the Divine Arm Bow. When the time comes, what leather armor and cotton armor will be close, even the iron armor may not be able to block my armor-piercing cone"!

"Boy, you've got a harvest again"? Hearing Xiao Zi say so confidently, the commander Zou Xun stood up with Xiao Zi's nickname. The generals just said that it was reasonable, but no one thought of a problem, if the Mongolian army came to assault, the first wave of thunder was thrown, and the enemy cavalry had already arrived in front of them. Flesh and blood resist the trampling of war horses, and only then can a madman dare to say that he is sure of victory.

"It's a bit of a harvest, but the yield is not high, and there are too few craftsmen in the baggage camp," Xiao Zi smiled as he carried a tray and placed a shiny iron bar on the table. "This is the iron I got after frying and carburizing according to the furnace diagram given by the prime minister, and it was tempered according to the prime minister's instructions...", Xiao Zi grabbed the iron bar and bent it, bent it out, and folded out a big arc, and when his hand was loosened, the iron bar buzzed straight and brightened in the sun.

"This is soft steel, not iron", Du Hu, who joined the army in the governor's mansion, shouted excitedly, he was a young ranger, and his dream was to get a legendary soft sword, wrap it around his waist when he didn't use it, and shake it out to kill the enemy when he used it. For this dream, he has been deceived by charlatans countless times, and his infatuation has not changed.

"This is steel, but you can't make the soft sword of your dreams, Guiqing, you don't have to be happy too early", Wen Tianxiang saw Du Hu's gaffe, and joked with a smile. Fingernails flicked against the mild steel, admiring the pleasant tremors.

"I have also made a little bit of the steel that makes the blade, and it saves a tempering process than making this kind of soft steel," Xiao Zi said boastfully about the new term that no one understands, "The craftsmen in the past couldn't make a good furnace, and they couldn't master the tempering and annealing techniques, so they couldn't make good steel." And the method of making furnaces taught by the prime minister is not difficult to obtain steel. The ordnance built by our baggage battalion now may not be worse than the one in the hands of the Tartars.

At this time, where do everyone still mind the trickery of Xiao Zi, what carburizing is, everyone doesn't understand. What is the difference between tempering and annealing in the process and quenching, and everyone is too lazy to ask. A cadre of generals sat in front of him regardless of Wen Tianxiang, and snatched the piece of soft steel provided by Xiao Zi with all hands and feet, and everyone who grabbed it had to bend it hard, until the steel bar bounced straight in front of him, making a buzzing sound unique to metal materials, and then reluctantly passed him to the next person.

It would not be a dream to equip a crossbowman unit if you could make your own mild steel. Bow making requires six kinds of materials: dry, angle, tendon, glue, silk, and lacquer, and the origin and time of each material are very particular. A good bow will have to be tamed slowly for several months after it is made, so that there will be no deviation in actual combat. Therefore, although the Great Song Dynasty has famous bows such as black lacquer and yellow birch, they are all treasures, and only high-ranking generals are fortunate to see them, and the things in the hands of ordinary generals are not as good as the short curved bows commonly used by the Mongols.

In the Wuyi Mountains, it was impossible to gather the six materials for making bows in a hurry, so the generals did not dream of setting up an archery battalion. Now when I see Xiao Zi talking and laughing, I make a piece of soft steel, and everyone can't say how excited they are. Refining steel may not be easy, but it takes a little less time than gathering six materials.

Yes, Wen Tianxiang nodded and affirmed the progress of Xiao Zi. Wen Tianxiang did not ask Xiao Zi to make him a large-mouth assault rifle as soon as possible, but only to gradually build up the confidence of the soldiers to win through the excitement and mystery brought by the new weapons.

If faith fails, it is useless to give them any weapons. On the battlefields in various places, it is not a rumor that more than a dozen Tartar soldiers are chasing hundreds of village soldiers like sheep.

"Boy, there is really yours, the prime minister didn't teach you in vain", Zhang Tang excitedly punched Xiao Zi and slammed the thin Xiao Zi, "Ten days, forty handfuls, first equip me with a team, it won't work"!

It is only a matter of time before steel crossbows are equipped with steel, and it is logical to train soldiers to shoot with crossbow arrows. The generals were excited and quickly accepted the new training program. At present, the bows and crossbows scattered in the various battalions are first gathered together, so that every afternoon there is a battalion of soldiers who can touch the bows and crossbows and learn the most basic shooting essentials. The task of Xiao Zi is to strive to build the first batch of steel crossbows within ten days, so that the soldiers can see the power of steel crossbows in the same way that they saw the power of the thunder explosion a few days ago.

"Okay, within ten days, forty steel crossbows, I will make a military order", Xiao Zi didn't have a word to agree, fully enjoying the pleasure of the crowd. Ten days ago, when he tested the first batch of thunderbolts under the hillside according to Wen Tianxiang's arrangement, he completely fell in love with the position of ordnance supervisor.

At that moment, in the eyes of the soldiers, Xiao Zi and Zhang Daniu and other more than a dozen craftsmen who threw thunder were simply gods. In the Song Dynasty, the guys in the baggage battalion had never been so proud.

The smoke of the explosion brought everyone not only shock, but at that moment, in the eyes of every soldier, Xiao Zi saw hope.

Note to the drunkard: The method of military training in this section is distinguished from the Hunan Army of the Eighth Route Army and Zeng Guofan, and there are changes.

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