On August 28, TJ's civil and military officials gathered in Fanjiazhuang to observe Li Zhi's training. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Zhi defeated Zhenghuang Qi under the city of Fanjiazhuang, beheaded Yangguli, and captured more than 7,600 Dongnu heads, and the officials of Tian0jin wanted to know how Li Zhi did it. Li Zhi asked the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Division to demonstrate on the spot, so that the officials could understand how they killed the enemy.

On this day, TJ's military attaches and ministers gathered together to sit on the shooting range of Fanjiazhuang and watch the demonstration of the tiger master.

Li Zhi had already prepared a hundred flintlock pistols that had not yet had time to be rifled, and asked the soldiers of the Tiger Division to demonstrate a salvo of 100 guns.

Only a crackling gunshot was heard, white smoke erupted, and the target fifty paces away was broken and shattered.

Li Zhi said loudly: "Everyone, please see, with the power of such a salvo of a hundred firearms, even the Tartar cavalry will be killed on their horses when they charge into battle. If it is combined with various traps and horses to defend the city, then the effect is even better, and Dongnu will leave dozens of corpses before he arrives at the battle. ”

Geng Yingjie, the deputy general of Tian0jin, asked: "This firebolt doesn't need a fire rope?" But the self-generated fire gun invented by Bi Maokang? ”

Li Zhi replied: "This kind of firearm is called a flintlock pistol, which is not Bi Maokang's self-generated firearm, but it has the same effect as a self-generated firearm. ”

Geng Ying nodded silently. The generals looked at the flintlock pistol and muttered: This is similar to the self-generated firearm invented by Bi Maokang in Nanjing, Bi Maokang's self-generated firearm is too expensive to use, what is the use of you taking it out to show us?

He Shishou stroked his beard and asked, "How much silver do you need to make a pole with this fire gun?" ”

Li Zhi replied: "Give the craftsman four taels of wages, and six taels of material money to buy fine iron and steel, a total of ten taels of silver." ”

Hearing Li Zhi's words, all the civil and military officials took a breath of cool air, ten taels of silver a rod, which was too expensive. Although this firearm is sharp, it can only hit fifty steps, and it will be rushed by the enemy after one shot, and the number of kills is limited. Moreover, when soldiers use this firearm, they cannot carry other long weapons, and their hand-to-hand combat ability is greatly reduced.

Seeing that the military attachés didn't look down on this flintlock pistol, Li Zhi took out a bayonet from his waist and put it on the gun, and said: "This gun can be used in hand-to-hand combat with a bayonet made by Sugang." The bayonet cost three taels of silver. ”

Hearing Li Zhi's words, the military attaches glanced at each other, their eyes full of disappointment. How difficult is it to put a bayonet on a firebolt? No spearmen came directly.

Can this flintlock pistol really defeat the cavalry of Dongnu? Could it be that Li Zhi was lucky, and the Tartars desperately attacked the city without knowing the bottom and hit Li Zhi's muzzle, right?

Moreover, the military attaches have deeper concerns - spending money to build equipment is simple to say, but in fact it is impossible to operate at all, what should be done with the silver that honors the gods of all walks of life? If you don't honor the gods, the slightest mistake will become a big sin, and you will be in danger of going to prison at any time. At the risk of offending all kinds of immortals, cut down on food and clothing to make this fire gun without a fire rope? Isn't that looking for death?

This flintlock pistol didn't look very good, at least not to meet the needs of the Ming military attaché.

Or drink the blood of soldiers and eat empty salaries, honor the gods from all walks of life, and then wait for someone else to make meritorious contributions, and it will be cost-effective to share his military exploits!

The officials were not interested in Li Zhi's flintlock pistol, and urged him to demonstrate the Hongyi cannon.

Li Zhi launched ten six-pounder guns and fired at targets 300 meters away, all of which broke the two-inch thick planks.

The officials looked at this cannon and felt even more commonplace, and asked, "How much does this cannon cost?" ”

Li Zhi quoted a high price, and said, "I want six hundred taels to build one!" ”

Hearing Li Zhi's words, the military attaches wanted to leave on the spot. They kind of understood that Li Zhidang was not here to make a fortune, but to spend money! His troops were heaped with silver. The greater the officer, the more soldiers he had, and the more money he spent on the troops.

Not everyone has as many lucrative industries as Li Zhi. Who has so much silver to squander? The so-called thousands of miles to be an official is only for money! What do you do when you are an official and don't make money?

The officials were interested, and soon dispersed, and each rode away.

After seeing off the visiting civil and military officials, Li Zhi went to the wounded barracks to inspect the wounded soldiers.

Unlike previous battles, this time there were casualties among Li Zhi's Tiger Ben division. Four soldiers were wounded during the defense of the city, and finally more than 50 soldiers were killed or wounded when the Qing army rushed into battle. Now nineteen soldiers have died, and there are still thirty-seven wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks of the Tiger Division, twelve of whom are seriously wounded and may also die.

Li Zhi walked into the wounded barracks and heard the groans of the wounded.

The medical skills of the Ming Dynasty were not backward in this era, when the West had just discovered blood circulation, and the mastery of the characteristics of various medicines was far inferior to that of traditional Chinese medicine. But even so, TCM is still powerless to treat large wounds. Li Zhi found a few old Chinese medicine doctors in the Tian0jin Acropolis, but they could only watch the wounded die one by one.

The arrows of the Tartars are often soaked in horse manure, which is poisonous, and the limbs are often amputated if they are shot, and the torso is basically hopeless.

Li Zhi temporarily hired 20 women as nurses, and the nurses distilled high-concentration alcohol and disinfected the soldiers' wounds every day - the simplest method of wound treatment has already shocked the old Chinese medicine doctors. As for the surgical-grade treatment of bone grafting and suturing the muscle tissue and skin of the injured person, there is basically no need to think about it.

After disinfecting the wound, it is only up to the injured person's body to recover on its own.

After seeing the backward surgical skills of this era, Li Zhi secretly said that he wanted to use the method of scientific experiments to establish a team of doctors, let them explore methods of treating trauma in the experiments, and gradually improve the level of surgical skills -- a team of traumatic treatment can have a tremendous effect on boosting the morale of soldiers, and can even enable soldiers who dare not fight to bravely face the enemy.

Li Zhi walked into the camp of wounded soldiers and examined the wounded soldiers one by one.

A wounded man whose right arm was hit by a poisoned arrow from a Tartar and whose right hand was cut off by the doctor cried when he saw Li Zhi.

Li Zhi patted him on the back and said, "Hero! What are you crying about? ”

The wounded man cried: "General, I have an old mother and a pair of children at home, and they all depend on my salary to support them. Now that I have a broken right hand, I can't fight, and my family has no money to rent a house, so I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death and freeze to death in the city! ”

Li Zhi pondered for a moment and said, "Don't cry, I won't let your family starve to death!" After thinking about it, Li Zhi said: "During the six-month healing period, I will give you one or two or five silver dollars a month, and then a bucket of rice every month." Learn to read when your wounds heal, practice writing with your left hand, and I'll find you a paperwork in six months! Although there is no high salary as a soldier, there are still days when there are two taels of silver a month and meat for three meals! ”

The wounded man was stunned, cried even more, and was about to kowtow to Li Zhi. Li Zhi pinned him down on the bed, smiled at him, and went to the next patient's bed.

The next patient was even more badly wounded, having his spine cut off by the axe of the Tartar White Tooth Horn, and although the wound did not suppurate and gradually healed, he was now paralyzed in the lower half of his body.

Seeing Li Zhi coming, two turbid tears immediately flowed from the wounded's face, and he was speechless.

Li Zhi patted the wounded man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid if you are seriously injured and unable to work. I will give you a subsidy of one or two or five yuan for the wounded every month, and a bucket of rice every month, so that your family can have food and clothing! ”

When the wounded man heard Li Zhi's words, his tears couldn't be stopped, and he just kept nodding his head.

After a long time, he held back a sentence: "Thank you, General!" ”

Li Zhi turned to Zheng Hui, who was following behind, and said: "You have written it down, and operate according to the principle I said: for the wounded who can still work, the Public Works Department will try to arrange suitable work for them, with two taels of money a month and meat for three meals." For those who completely lose their ability to work, they will be given a monthly allowance of one or two or five yuan and a bucket of rice. For soldiers who died in battle, a one-time pension of 20 taels was paid, and a monthly pension of 1 tael and 5 cents per month for 30 years. ”

Hearing Li Zhi's words, the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks all cried one by one. Where can I find such a good chief? In this way, there is no need to worry about injury or even sacrifice. The wounded who were not seriously injured had to climb out of bed one by one and kowtow to Li Zhi.

Li Zhi picked up these wounded and said lightly: "No courtesy, you are all heroes of Fanjiazhuang!" ”