In fact, Fang Xing also thought about rebellion at the beginning, but when he thought that the people's hearts are now stable, there is no mass base for rebellion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The second is that after the Great War, there will be no people for thousands of miles, and the population that has just begun to recuperate will be hit hard. If we look at the records of the previous change of dynasty, even if Fang Xing's rebellion was successful, with the remaining population and the Han people's attachment to their homeland, he would not see a day of large-scale expansion in his lifetime.

Since the hard ones can't work, then the only ones that come are soft.

"Let's kill with a soft knife, see who can kill whom!"

Fang Xing, who successfully mediated his mood, went to the household department again.

Looking at these students who were super serious about their studies, Fang Xing really wanted to pull them into his camp.

But that's not realistic!

Fang Xing now wanted to teach a few good disciples to come out, and then spread this knowledge like a dandelion.

After the lecture, Fang Xing was about to go back, but was stopped by Yao Ping.

"Teacher, the disciple also wants to learn something new from you."

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You're not afraid of ......"

Yao Ping said firmly: "Teacher, the disciple feels that the world is big, and the truth is the greatest. ”

Well, this stupid student Fang Xing still accepted it, but he admonished: "This world is not the biggest reason, but whoever has the loudest voice and the big fist will be justified!" ”

Zhu Zhanji, Ma Su, Yao Ping, and some family members will also come to listen to the class, this is Fang Xing's 'dandelion'.

"We want to use muskets to expand the living space for our descendants, and we want the sun to shine on the land of Daming forever......"

In class, Fang Xing waved his fists and spread hegemonic thoughts.

"Wherever my Ming army stands, it is the territory of my Ming Dynasty!"

Mathematics, Geometry, Physics......

Whatever Fang Xing felt needed, he would teach. If I forgot it, I tried to review the knowledge and then transfer it to the students.

Among them, Ma Su has the best grades, according to Fang Xing's judgment, Ma Su has basically learned the junior high school stage, and he is still moving forward at a surprising speed.

Therefore, Fang Xing gradually showed those high-level textbooks to Ma Su, so that he could learn and comprehend them by himself.

"If the teacher is not here today, I will substitute for the teacher."

Ma Su looked at the five or six students below, but Zhu Zhanji was missing. Then he picked up the textbook and wrote the title on the blackboard.

-- The relative role of force.

Zhu Zhanji was not there, it was because he and Fang Xing went to the Thousand Households of Jubao Mountain.

"Grandpa Huang has decided to go north, so we have to prepare here."

Regarding Fang Xing's avoidance of entering the barracks after returning from Jiaozhi, Zhu Zhanji also asked Zhu Di specifically for this.

But Zhu Di said disdainfully: "When I commanded hundreds of thousands of troops, you and that Fang Xing were still milk babies, so how could you avoid it!" ”

Well, knowing Zhu Di's attitude, Fang Xing was also relieved.

After seeing Fang Xing, the sentry saluted with joy on his cheeks and said, "Your Highness Wan'an, Mr. Fang, the brothers are looking forward to you." ”

The soldier's concept of likes and dislikes is very simple, whoever can lead them to victory, who can be considerate of them, then who is the best commander in their hearts.

And Fang Xing's vicious training from the beginning to the invincible battle with them in Jiaozhi has already made them feel that they have exceeded the standard in their minds.

"Beep beep!"

The whistle in the barracks was constant, and the neat queue changed with the whistle.

Suddenly, the left side of the queue stopped, and the sergeants were all turning their heads to look in the direction of the gate.

The commanding hundred households were furious and were about to carry a big stick to whip him, but when he turned his head to look, he was also stunned.

"Mr. Fang?"

"It's Mr. Fang here!"

Seeing Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji walking in together, these sergeants all stopped, looking at this side with burning eyes.

Dong Bi beat Zhu Zhanji some time ago, so he was very diligent, and after seeing the two of them, he immediately stepped forward to salute, and then introduced the recent training.

“…… The sergeants were skillful in array, and the drills of the flintlock pistols gradually ......"

Fang Xing listened with a smile, and casually summoned a sergeant and asked him to practice in actual combat.

When the sergeant saw that Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing were there, he was excited, but he was a little hurried when he was charging, and he was so angry that Dong Bi wanted to go on it himself.

After closing the chamber, the sergeant's mood had stabilized, and he aimed at the wooden target in front of him and pulled the trigger.

The flint was rubbed and a puff of sparks burst out.

"Boom!"

The ignition powder was ignited and passed through the small hole to the inside, and the evenly made powder immediately began to expand.

"Bang!"

When Dong Bi saw that the shooting was finished, he ran over and carried the target over.

At a distance of fifty meters, there was a bullet mark on the chest of the humanoid target.

"Not bad!"

Fang Xing patted the sergeant on the shoulder, and when he saw that he was trembling with excitement, he smiled and said, "Practice hard, if you have the opportunity to go to the battlefield, then use the enemy's corpse to prove your martial bravery." ”

The return of Xin Laoqi and others has significantly raised the intensity of the drill to a higher level.

But Zhu Fang is teaching people to build small trebuchets.

A pile of wood, under Zhu Fang's operation, was quickly combined into a mini trebuchet.

"Master Zhu, such a small trebuchet can only be used for children to play with!"

A craftsman couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this crudely crafted fellow.

Zhu Fang smiled, and then put a clay pot with some bumps on the outside into his pocket.

"It's the lead."

Zhu Fang inserted the lead into the mouth of the clay pot and lit it.

"Smack!"

After a trajectory in the air, the clay pot flew a distance of more than a hundred paces, and then exploded.

"Boom!"

"It's ......"

"Isn't this just a large grenade?"

"Yes." Zhu Fang said with a smile: "When the clay pot is fired, the thickness is uneven, and it is also filled with some scrap iron, and after it is exploded, the effect must not be bad." ”

"Isn't it bad? It's a weapon! ”

Think of the crockpots that exploded in the middle of the enemy, and the broken pieces of ceramics and the little scrap metal that flew in the air......

"That's amazing!"

Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing also saw this scene from a distance, and he asked, "Brother Dehua, is this thing preparing to deal with the enemy's charging formation?" ”

Fang Xing nodded and said, "Yes, our number is too small, if we face a large number of cavalry charging into formation, the platoon guns will not be able to completely stop it." ”

Zhu Zhanji's eyes showed a look of longing, and he muttered: "If there are hundreds of such trebuchets, it will make people's blood hot to think about." ”

"Yes."

Fang Xing is determined.

This simple trebuchet is easy to build, small in size, and can be disassembled and transported.

What a good helper to conquer the city!

The two pairs of eyes that shimmered with imperialism looked at each other for a moment, and then they both couldn't help laughing.

Fang Xing also thought about building a copper cannon, but that thing consumed too much copper resources that were scarce in the Ming Dynasty, and the weight was also unbearable.

So I had to use the trebuchet first, and then see if we could improve the quality of the iron.