Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Thief's Voice
Li Yan easily got Su Jing's warrant. When he entered the arsenal, he found that in addition to the decayed bows and crossbows, the arsenal was rusty knives and guns. A few firecrackers and three-eyed guns were also found, but the wood on them was also rotten, and I don't know if they can still be used.
He didn't care about these anymore, and just let people take them out. As for the gunpowder, some were found, but the result was the same as that on the city, all of them were damp and clumped. Aside from the pitiful little bit of, there's really nothing left in the arsenal.
Li Yan asked about the account books of the arsenal, and the reason was that it was not a fire; is to be sold by the ex, the ex, and so on, but the responsible person has been punished; Then there is that there is no allocation above; Or maybe it's already been distributed. In short, it was a bad debt and a window period when there were no accounts, so that those weapons that should have been in the arsenal now have nothing, and they can't be found at all.
Li Yan had no choice but to give up, since he couldn't count on the things here, then he could only rely on himself. However, he still hopes that there will be grain in the grain depot in the county, otherwise his grain will be insufficient. This time he took over almost all the tenants left behind by the thieves, and there were more than 70 people in Ding Zhuang, and together with their families, the total number was more than 300 people, and the need for food for these people made his already sufficient food overstretched.
For a few days, Li Yan has been in the county seat and is familiar with the defense facilities in the city. When he was almost familiar with it, he let Li Zhong take charge of the defense of the county, and he began to try to train gunners.
Although there is no gunpowder yet, it doesn't seem to be an obstacle for training. The main thing is to familiarize them with how this cannon is used, and let them have an image first. At the same time, it is also an opportunity for Li Yan to practice, and after he has figured out the division of labor and cooperation of the gunners, he can officially set the operating procedures and precautions for the breech-mounted Frankie gun.
"Attention," Li Yan ordered loudly, "Charge!" Reload! Load! Fixed! Put! ”
With Li Yan's commands, the soldiers who had just changed careers to artillery were a little rusty and acted according to the instructions. Fill the gunpowder bag for the sub-gun; Then it's about loading the projectile; Then two artillerymen came to the mother gun with the sub-cannon of the Frankie gun, put the sub-cannon into the opening of the mother gun, and then forcefully went up to let the sub-gun mouth be embedded in the tail tube of the mother gun; Then one of the artillerymen took a prepared block of hardwood, and then another artilleryman embedded the block in the gap between the edge of the groove behind the child and mother guns, and smashed it into it with a wooden hammer; Finally, the fuse is lit and the cannonball is fired.
At this time, the fuse was lit not with a torch, but with a wooden pole with a clamp about the size of a bird's beak at the top, and a long fire rope was sandwiched between it. If torches were used, wouldn't it be possible for the entire artillery group to be blown up by gunpowder if the soldiers were injured and the torches fell?
Li Yan corrected the movements of the artillerymen and shouted: "Listen to the password!" Move quickly and accurately. Don't shake your hands when lighting the fire, be calm! Strive to be able to ignite the lead quickly! There are also wooden blocks, you must remember to smash them! Otherwise the whole cannon will be destroyed! When loading ammunition, you must be very clear about the instructions, what kind of ammunition to load, how many ****** to load, these must be carried out in accordance with the instructions! Did you hear it all?! ”
"Hear me clearly!" The artillerymen shouted loudly.
"Alright, do it again!" Li Yan ordered loudly.
Since Li Yan and the others entered the city, although the number of people is small, the people feel much more at ease now. That's because they hear and see every day that these new guards are constantly training, not like the old soldiers before them, who only know how to collect protection money, eat and drink on the streets, and never train without paying.
The people were relieved, and the county commander Su Jing was naturally relieved, so the distribution of food was very punctual. Although it is not new grain, it is also mixed with stones and sand, but for Li Yan, it is just a re-screening. This helped him solve part of the food problem and gave him the opportunity to develop his strength stronger.
Li Yan did not stay in the county seat all the time, but inspected the county seat, Qilizhai, and Duzhuang. And now in mid-December, he came to Qilizhai with a newly printed notice from the county seat.
"Stick it up." Li Yan commanded.
A soldier posted a notice to the wall. I saw a portrait of a man on it, and the biggest feature was a long beard. There are a few more lines below.
"For everyone!" Li Yan commanded again.
Wang Renjie read: "At this time, Gucheng was a traitor, and now the dog is dying. Xing'an and Liping walked in all directions, and the heavenly soldiers caught up.
Ran away and changed his name and surname, and fled in black clothes alone. The soldiers and civilians were tied up to surrender, and the jade belt brocade clothes were rewarded.
Those who can capture Zhang Xianzhong, a reward of 10,000 gold, and a marquis. ”
Li Mu laughed and said: "Whose handwriting is this, I actually filled in "Xijiangyue" with a wanted notice, and the writing is easy to understand, which is really good." ”
Li Yan said with a smile: "It is said that it is written by Yang Gebu." ”
A group of people gathered around the notice and said to each other, "Oh, this is Zhang Xianzhong." If only he was caught, he would be able to be crowned. ”
"Don't look at your fate, whether you have this fate." One sneered.
Huang Desheng said: "It's all blind to think, people are in Xing'an (Ankang) and Liping, far away from us, and there are so many officers and soldiers in the middle to encircle and suppress, can it be our turn?" ”
As soon as Li Yan made a look, Li Mu understood, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, I've finished reading the notice, and I'm almost resting, let's go to training!" Don't be lazy! ”
Under the leadership of Huang Desheng, the soldiers began training again. These are basically the new tenants, and their families have also been allocated new fields, they are young and strong, as long as they can kill the enemy with their lives under Li Yan's command. Two or three veterans with a dozen or so recruits, scolded, instructed, and began strict training again.
They all wore thick cotton clothes and used blue coarse cloth because the fabric was strong, durable, and cheap. Although there is a problem with fading, it is important to be cheap. The Ming army was still on fire, so the uniforms were all red, but Li Yan's food and salary were all self-raised, so he could only use the most economical method.
Their weapons are all spears and waist knives made by Zhou Blacksmith, and the others are shields and crossbows. There was no such variety of firearms as other Ming armies, and there were no cavalry units, they were a pure infantry unit. Therefore, the defense is acceptable, but the offense is insufficient, which is also one of the many problems that Li Yan needs to improve.