At the Datang Military Academy, six extremely beautiful gilded characters are hung in front of the huge academy gate.

The words were written by Fang Xuanling, and this kind of thing should have been written by Li Yuanji himself, but Li Yuanji felt that his handwriting was too ugly, so he still handed over the task of showing his face to Fang Xuanling.

Of course, I have to mention that in the entire cabinet, except for Cheng Zhijie's two hundred and five, the other ministers have a good handwriting.

And this task fell on Fang Xuanling's head, which really made others envious.

"This is only the first one, there will be a second and third in the future, and there will even be a distinction between levels, just like the original Academy of Sciences, the task now is to explore." Looking at the six gilded characters, Li Yuanji said in high spirits.

There are some things that have been done and done, and there is no need to regret them, and there is no reason to regret them.

If you do it, you have to do it well.

"Your Majesty is pleased to have summoned back those soldiers who have made meritorious contributions on the front line, but not many of them are literate......" Li Jing did not continue.

Military schools are also schools, and if the students are illiterate, the instructors will have more trouble teaching them.

Of course, Li Jing naturally doesn't have to worry about these problems, he is the dean, and it is naturally impossible to teach those low-level officers in person.

Li Yuanji has already made it clear to him that the military academy will carry out a more comprehensive reform, and Li Jing only needs to be responsible for the teaching of the general class.

But since he is the dean, he is naturally responsible for the affairs of the entire military academy, even if he is not personally responsible, he has to make arrangements.

"If you can't read, you can learn, an ordinary soldier who can't read and write, and still have the opportunity to be a captain, a team leader, or even a team leader, but an illiterate team leader will never be a captain. Now is not the past, the army is also changing, the previous mode of operation, is about to undergo a comprehensive change, so, the next step of the new barracks, will be included in the cultural learning of this part, ten years later, after a year of recruit career still illiterate, will lose the qualification to enter the army. Li Yuanji said unusually firmly.

It's not alarmist, but he has already made a detailed plan, no one needs to wait for equipment, and now equipment is waiting for people.

This first batch of trainees certainly has a certain advantage, because there are no particularly high cultural requirements, but in the future, if they can survive ten years, after ten years, they are still illiterate, they will be completely disqualified from promotion.

It's so cruel, and cruelty means that everything I did before has now come to fruition.

When the two entered the military academy, the side of the playground of the University was already full of cadets who had come to be trained, including generals, captains, and captains.

Some of the current generals are too irregular, and a commander who commands the size of a force of thousands of people is a general.

There are not many generals, but they are fine, and it is not required that every general can have the ability to sit on one side, but at least the generals above the lieutenant general in the plan must have the ability to sit on one side, and can even command a large-scale battle alone.

"Let's go!" Ascending to the rostrum, a makeshift high platform, about a meter above the ground, Li Yuanji instructed Ma Wu behind him.

Ma Wu nodded, but Li Jing was a little confused, Li Yuanji didn't say what he would do later.

But then, Li Jing's eyes widened.

I saw hundreds of guards escorting them, waiting in front of several cars in a long line, and then each received a strange-looking weapon.

It is said that it is a weapon, but it is not quite like it, but the army does not have weapons, and it is somewhat unreliable.

This weapon reaches only about the shoulders of a person, and is a little wide at the back, and a little thinner at the front, and the so-called thin is also different from a lance or a spear, because it has no point, but it is made of pure iron.

Of course, there is still some wood in the tail.

But this kind of weapon made Li Jing frown tightly, neither the length and sharpness of a spear, nor the convenience of a horizontal knife, nor the ease of using a knife, but what did this kind of thing want him to do?

But looking at Li Yuanji's full smile, Li Jing faintly felt that these weapons did not seem to be as simple as he saw, and they should have stronger power.

There were only three hundred people who received the strange-looking weapon, one row for each hundred, and then three rows.

The rest of the people had brought a lot of planks from nowhere, and placed them in the open space of the playground, about forty paces or so in front of the queue, where the planks were connected to form an airtight wooden wall.

And these are also made in advance, and there are attached wooden sticks underneath, in the shape of a T, which is enough to ensure its stability.

Not only Li Jing was a little confused, but even the students of more than 1,000 people were also confused.

What is this for? Than archery? Do they have a new type of crossbow in their hands?

But a crossbow arrow only has a range of forty paces, so what's the use of asking for such a crossbow arrow? Besides, for those old birds, the speed of using crossbow arrows is far less than the speed of using bows and arrows.

But soon, they abandoned the idea, because it was already determined that it was not a crossbow arrow.

The three rows of people were quickly pulling something out of their waists and stuffing it in front, and it could be seen that it was definitely not a crossbow arrow, and then they also used a long stick to fall down, even the latest crossbow arrows must not be played like this.

And then, a classic, their most familiar formation, appeared, a three-stage shot.

This method of shooting is very practical, but it is not used much in large corps operations, and most of them are used in small-scale battles when the number of enemies and us is about the same.

Generally speaking, this mode is that the scale of the battle of about 1,000 people can play its role to the maximum, and it is mostly two rows of salvos, six rows of battle formations, that is, two rows at a time, the front row squats, the second row stands, after shooting, take a step to the right, and then go backwards in a straight line, and the soldiers of the second battle formation directly advance to the top, and then shoot in the same way, which can basically ensure the density of firepower.

Of course, there are two other types, one offensive and the other retreating, both of which have a much better intensity of fire than this kind of shooting in place.

'Forced ......'

A crisp whistle sounded, familiar to all, the boot barracks, the most commonly used thing in the army, often used for command, or training.

The whistle is an order, and there are enough tacit understanding of the troops, and the commander does not even need to speak, a whistle is enough.

'Bang bang bang ......'

Immediately afterwards, deafening noises came one after another, some not too neat, but not much different.

In addition to the sound, the biggest movement was the sudden puff of smoke rising from the position after the shooting was fired.

Before everyone even had time to react, they thought that the first row should be squatting, but they found that they didn't squat at all, and after making a commotion, they took a step directly to the right, and then quickly retreated to the rear, while the original second row took a step forward directly and took over the original position.

'Forced ......'

There was another whistle, and the first row had just retreated to the back, and had just taken the thing from its waist and stuffed it in, when the same gunshot rang out again.

Then there was the same scene again, two gunshots, about five seconds or so apart.

"This ......" Li Jing's pupils contracted suddenly.

Li Jing is not a young man who doesn't understand anything, and he is not a little girl who has not been out of the cabinet.

As the commander of the army, Li Jing naturally could not be frightened by the kind of big movement on the field.

What really surprised him, what shocked him, was the new equipment that had puzzled him before.

Although the interval between launches is a bit long, if you are facing the opponent's cavalry charge, this kind of firepower will not be able to stop the opponent at all.

But this is not a problem, Li Jing knows very well in his heart that the reason for this is the problem of lack of manpower, as long as there are enough manpower, he can adopt the orthodox three-stage shooting, or even change to a five-stage shooting, and this way, theoretically, can be wave after wave, there will be no gaps at all.

And the reason why Li Jing showed a ghost in public was naturally the power of this weapon.

Dense, densely packed, on the wooden planks that were lined up in front of the military formation, countless small potholes had already appeared.

After three rounds of shooting, there was even a huge crater in some of them, and although the bow and arrow could do this, it was by no means capable of three hundred people.

"Your Majesty, is this weapon easy to produce?" Although the range was insufficient, Li Jing still saw the significance of this thing on the battlefield for the first time.

If he could have these equipment when he was in Tibet, the soldiers would not have to engage the Tibetans in hand-to-hand combat at all, and it can be said unceremoniously that the Tibetans would not be able to get close at all.

This special meow shot out, forty steps in front of it is a no-man's land, just look at the plank, it is by no means an attack that the human body can resist, even if you wear armor, it will not play any role.

"It's not difficult, if you make it with all your might, you can make 100,000 a year." Li Yuanji shook his head, and a wry smile broke out in his heart, where is this?

With such a wayward plug-in as Lao Tzu, it took two years to create this most primitive firing gun.

Yes, Datang's first firearm was not an arquebus, but a firing gun.

Although some of the technology can not be reached, but the principle is still very simple, the craftsmen through continuous exploration, has found a suitable alternative, although the service life is somewhat short, but as long as the spare parts are enough, can be quickly replaced, does not affect the normal use.

As for the projectile body, it is not a solid iron bullet, but iron filings wrapped in cardboard or something, that is to say, this thing has a short range, but it is a shotgun, and it is absolutely invincible for the killing of enemies at close range.

"However, although this thing is good, I don't like it, a small batch of equipment is okay, if you change equipment on a large scale, there is no need, the Academy of Sciences is developing more advanced firearms, I believe that in the near future, this kind of firearm can replace bows and arrows......"