Jiang Yu slowly chewed the chicken bone in his mouth for the last time, and then spit it out fiercely, quietly watching as the mass of chicken bone slag drew an arc in the air and flew out of the low wall.

He pulled a roll of straw mat to the open air, and after eating every day, he just lay on this roll of straw mat and looked up at the sky, in a daze.

This is the third day that he has traveled to the Ming Dynasty because of a mysterious helmet, and after groping for the helmet all day until many parts of his palm are worn out, he realizes a cold truth: this helmet can only send people from the modern era to the Ming Dynasty in one direction, and has no function of traveling back to the modern era in reverse. He really seems to be going to survive in this plane.

In the past few days, he has also basically sorted out the current situation he is facing: he directly traveled to a small flag officer in 1448 AD, that is, the thirteenth year of Ming orthodoxy. This small flag officer has the same name as him, both are called Jiang Yugang, and his physical appearance is exactly the same, which is simply his previous life in the Ming Dynasty.

The army of the Ming Dynasty was still dominated by the Wei system in the southwest at this time, and Xiaoqi was the low-level grassroots officer under the Wei system. Theoretically, each small flag commands ten soldiers, but in practice it is often much worse.

Jiang Yuyan now has five people under him, which is actually quite a lot in the small banner of Qu Jingwei's subordinates to which he belongs. However, the reason for this made him a little speechless, this is because his current surviving subordinates are all blacksmiths, responsible for the production and maintenance of army weapons, armor and other iron tools, and he has not been in battle at all, but the five ordinary soldiers who are responsible for protecting them have all died in battle, and if you only talk about the number, the casualties are very light.

But when it comes to combat effectiveness, it is really weak and pitiful, and the most is to use a firearm, and it is impossible to fight with a white blade. Originally, if there were enough manpower, these craftsmen would have no chance to fight, but unfortunately, because the war is becoming more and more fierce, there is not enough manpower for various escort tasks, so these people have also learned how to use firearms one by one, participated in several battles, and barely managed to protect themselves under the cover of other soldiers and Jiang Yugang.

Before the crossing, Jiang Yu traveled south and north, and he was also a character who was proficient in various fighting skills, familiar with various weapons, and had a lot of actual combat experience, and after crossing to the Ming Dynasty, he felt that his physique was several times stronger, and his strength was surprisingly strong. Originally, the height of 1.85 meters was not short in modern times, and it could be said that it was several times stronger than others in ancient times when malnutrition was common, and it was the most capable role in the two hundred households stationed in this area.

A few days passed, and several of his subordinates also accepted that Xiaoqi was not crazy, but his brain was injured and he lost most of his memories. In the exchange with them, Jiang Yugang learned that it was November of the thirteenth year of orthodoxy, and Wang Ji, the uncle of Jingyuan, was leading a large army to attack the important camp of the Luchuan army, Ghost Crying Mountain, and Jiang Yugang's Qujing guard was the main force in the Qujing Four Guards of Mengyang, which was ordered to stay behind and capture.

Although Mengyang had been conquered and occupied, the situation here was not stable, and the Luchuan army controlled a large number of villages around the Ming stronghold.

The Ming army is in the Ming, the Luchuan army is in the dark, and the endless sneak attacks all the time not only make the Ming soldiers who stay behind, but also cause a lot of casualties, and Mengyang's stronghold is too important in terms of transportation, no matter what, it can't be given up, and the soldiers and people of the Qujing Four Guards have been stationed here for more than a month, which is already close to the limit.

The town here in Mengyang is not like the traditional Ming Dynasty city, with a solid city wall as protection, Jiang Yugang almost dropped his jaw when he saw the simple earthen city wall less than five meters high for the first time, what can this prevent? The extent of the town was also extremely small, and a large number of troops could only be stationed outside the city of Mengyang.

The Ming army had also built a lot of fortifications, but with the increasingly serious casualties under the sneak attack of the Luchuan army, the defensive front continued to retreat, and the manpower began to be lacking.

Jiang Yugang has been here for three days, and he is also a person who has already experienced two skirmishes. When he first experienced the legendary Ming musket, he was quite excited, but he was soon educated by this traditional firearm, and it took almost three minutes to reload and fire at a time, although there were other Ming troops to cover him, but Jiang Yugang was almost chopped by the Luchuan soldiers who rushed up and raised their hunting knives.

However, his fighting skills and knife skills are still far stronger than these ancient guys who usually hunt for a living and fight for others during the war, and he cleanly eliminated the enemy with a long knife that is nearly one and a half meters long.

The skinny boy was so frightened that he curled up and hid behind. After seeing Jiang Yugang solve the enemy, he walked to Jiang Yugang's side tremblingly, his eyes were already full of tears, but his voice was full of emotion: "Brother Yugang, although you have forgotten everything, you have not forgotten this ability to fight." ”

Zhang Dake on the side collapsed to the ground, panting hard, looking like he was living for the rest of his life after the catastrophe: "Huh, Xiaoqi, thanks to you this time." ”

"This place is indeed dangerous." Jiang Yuyan looked down at the blood stains on his armor, and couldn't help but feel a little trance: the environment here is much worse than he thought, and if one accidentally dies in the chaos like this, it will be too much of a loss.

In the past few days, Jiang Yuyan has roughly drawn a little result from his daze and thinking, that is, his first step at the moment is to ensure his survival.

Jiang Yuyan was very different from everyone else in this plane, and he knew what would happen in the future. Although now the Ming army seems to have won consecutive battles, and even killed the leader of the Luchuan army, Si Fa, Jiang Yugang clearly remembers that the Ming army did not hold on to Mengyang in the end, but withdrew to the east of the Jinsha River. At that time, the Jinsha River was later known as the Irrawaddy River.

And now he is carrying out the task of guarding Meng Yang, a mission that I don't know if it failed, but it can't be called a success. Thinking of this, Jiang Yuyan only felt that his scalp was numb, and later generations commented that this was a fiasmal victory, and how should he deal with the enemy when he was caught in this "fiasco" game?

In any case, the first thing is to survive. Thinking of this, he made up his mind, suddenly sat up, and solemnly announced to the others: "We will survive!" ”

In the small courtyard, except for him, the other five subordinates were there, and everyone was stunned when they heard this, and there was a little awkward silence.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Dake was the first to try to break the embarrassment: "Brother Yu, as long as you are here, everyone has a bottom." ”

"No, I don't have the bottom." Jiang Yu shook his head, bent down and picked up his own firearm from the ground: "Now our biggest reliance is on this firecracker, a pillar of incense can shoot twice in time, as for the quasi-head, Ah Tian-" he stretched out his hand and pointed at the thin young man"-I didn't dare to use this thing at all, to be honest, I myself have been in danger many times because of using it." ”

"Then what should I do, Brother Yu?" The young man named Ah Tian had a bitter face, "We are all craftsmen, and we really don't know how to use knives to fight." ”

"So I decided that we would improve the firecracker," Jiang Yu thought about it and decided to start by improving the equipment. He knew a lot about how firearms would evolve over the next few hundred years, and he also knew a little about the actual manufacturing.

If he had traveled to another place, he might not have had any real hope of improving firearms, but it just so happened that some of his subordinates were craftsmen in the army, and with his experience on the battlefield, his understanding of firearms craftsmanship was absolutely first-class.

Jiang Yu did it cross-legged, looked at his five subordinates, reached out and picked out a slender iron bar from the pile of scrap iron in the corner, and drew a pattern of a fire gun on the mud floor a few times: "Everyone tell me what they found, where is the defect of this fire gun." ”