The reason why the bullet was able to destroy the wooden house just now was entirely due to the air wave generated by the explosion. Apex Update is estimated to be powerless if it is replaced with a sturdy house or a battleship.

However, the flowering bullet forged by the Changxing Army is not useless, at least it will not explode in the barrel. With the presence of cork support, the shell will not be reversed, thus reducing the occurrence of explosions.

Secondly, if you can add something to the barrel, the effect of naval battles may not be worse than that of solid iron balls. As for how to get it, it needs other people to use their brains, Zhang Dou just put forward an idea, and the rest needs others to solve it.

The Changxing army of immigrants from the north of Daming has never stopped, and due to the influence of the Xiaoice River period, the grain in the north of Daming has never been enough.

In addition, the turmoil outside the customs was continuous, and the imperial court needed food and salary to deal with the Jurchens, which made the life of the already poor northern people more and more difficult.

Fortunately, every disaster year, the emperor of the imperial court can always take out silver to help the victims, so there is not too much chaos in the north. Even so, there are still many people who can't survive and want to go out and make a living.

Coupled with the operation of merchants, a large number of Han Chinese were loaded and transported to the areas controlled by the Changxing army every month. The focus of immigration from the north was Vladivostok, and the number of Han Chinese in this land on which Zhang Dou had high hopes was increasing.

Here, the woods were knocked down, the roots were thrown out of the soil, and the stones were picked up to level the land, and the fields were cleared by the industrious people.

Although the newly reclaimed land is barren, people are still full of hope for this cold land. The sprouted potatoes are divided and planted in the soil, and the people who have worked all day look at the fruits of their labor.

Here is their hope for a new life, carrying their dream of abundant food and clothing. As the population of Vladivostok increased, the East China Sea tribes began to settle around Vladivostok.

They gradually integrate into the life here and become a part of it. Soon, there will be only one ethnic group left here, and that is Huaxia.

……

Changsheng Island listened to Du Ziteng's report in his own study in Jeju Island, and he was in charge of the immigration of Changheungjun.

This obscene-looking guy has a way to smash the officials of the Yellow River waterway with silver in just a few years. Homeless people in the north are being sent to areas controlled by the Changxing Army.

Zhang Dou listened to Du Ziteng's report and nodded with satisfaction, and he affirmed the work done by Du Ziteng. Du Ziteng couldn't help but be happy, and then Zhang Dou's words made Du Ziteng's face collapse.

"I heard that you found seven Korean women and eight widows. You like sauce cube heads, big cake faces and short legs so much? Look at the dark circles under your eyes, and sooner or later you will die on a woman's belly! If you have nothing to do, find something to do yourself, and get out of here! "Zhang Dou has never given Du Ziteng a good face, and this time is no exception.

Du Ziteng didn't care, and ran away. In his own words, that is, he is his own person who is handsome. Otherwise, the handsome man is too lazy to scold!

After Du Ziteng left, Zhang Dou kept his eyes on the map. I clicked it, and this is the only way to enter Southeast Asia.

Looking at the long and narrow sea passage that was familiar to later generations, a smile appeared on Zhang Dou's face. To control this is to control the passage from the sea to the East, and to put your hand into the Indian Ocean.

As long as the Western coalition is defeated, the next goal of the Changxing Army is here.

……

In October, the weather in the north has become very cold, and dozens of ships in the port of Vladivostok are slowly leaving.

This is the last supply of Vladivostok by the Changxing Army this year, and Vladivostok needs to survive the long winter on its own. Fortunately, Vladivostok harvested a season of potatoes this year, and the people affectionately call this food in the soil potatoes.

With the harvest of Vladivostok, the Changxing army was greatly relieved, if Vladivostok's grain can be self-sufficient, it can liberate a large amount of transportation capacity for the Changxing army.

The weather in Vladivostok is very cold, with several heavy snowfalls in November. People here rarely go out in winter, and no one wants to go out of their homes in such weather unless they can't survive.

The sky was exceptionally clear after the snow, and the sun came out of the clouds, desperately releasing its own light and heat. But in this world covered in snow and ice, the ice picks under the eaves show no signs of melting.

In a small courtyard, Kugli shoveled snow shirtless. He had to shovel the snow out of the yard to make a passageway, and it was not only inconvenient for his mother to go back and forth, but also prone to falling.

Don't look at Coogli as a teenager, but he doesn't have a chill at all. Swinging the wooden shovel quickly, a trace of white gas came out of his body.

His mother came out of the hut and used a clean linen cloth to help her son dry the sweat from his body, for fear that he would fall ill in the winter.

Kugli put down the shovel in his hand and returned to the hut with his mother. The inside of the wooden house and the ice and snow outside are completely two worlds, and the red charcoal burning clay kang in the stove inside the house is hot.

The position of the kang head is not waiting, and the mats woven by the reeds have been baked yellow. Entering the cabin makes you feel very warm, and you don't feel the cold outside at all.

As soon as he entered the room, he returned to his room, and with a flick of his harpoon behind the door, he nailed his hand to the opposite wall. A log the size of a human head was nailed to the wall, and there were already dense harpoon marks on it.

Watching her son return to her house, Kugri's mother sighed and went back to get ready to eat. She knew that Kugli's heart was no longer at home, and had flown to the barracks in Vladivostok.

At the beginning of winter training, Kugli was brushed off because he was too young. In the words of a veteran of the conscription department: Mao didn't grow up and still wanted to be a soldier?

This sentence was so angry that Kugrei was about to lift the leather robe on the spot and let the goods see the hair under his crotch, but he was not old enough and had to return home sullenly.

But his heart had already flown into the barracks, looking at the soldiers in the barracks in shining armor and going out to exercise, hoping that he would grow up soon.

After failing to join the Changxing Army, Kugli remembered another thing. Vladivostok had a number of full-time hunters, and these people did not hunt any wild beasts, but harvested the heads of the Jurchens.

The thought of Jurchen heads reminds one of those beautiful silver dollars, two of which Kugli had in his house, earned by his mother's hard work in Vladivostok.

He was carefully stored in a hidden place by his mother, who had saved up thirty coins to buy a widow for Kugli to be his daughter-in-law.

Kugli didn't want to live such a dull life as an honest fishing at home, he wanted to fight and kill like his father.