Chapter Seventy-Two: Life is Pleasure, Death is Buried
When the world is different, things are different, and when things are different, they are ready to change, which is undoubtedly a refined language that condenses extremely high wisdom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Zhu Houzhao is a person who is extremely good at grasping the main contradiction, and since things are different twice in this sentence, it must be where the main contradiction lies.
It's not just Metersbonwe who often says it, Zhu Houzhao has also been practicing. So whenever he sees something that is impossible, he has been trying to jump out of it, and the bystanders are confused, and there is no need to waste brain cells on things that he can't think of.
Therefore, Zhu Houzhao naturally shelved the idea of promoting Marxist philosophy, and if he did this in the Ming Dynasty, he would probably be scolded to death.
Since the bigwigs in the capital are all upset about Liu Jin's disobedient behavior, they must not think that Zhu Houzhao's real body is not in the capital for a while, but just in case, Zhu Houzhao is still Wang Shouren transferred back from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and sent him to Beijing, no matter what, he must show his face to calm the suspicions of those people.
As for the military training in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, anyway, Huizhou is already on the right track, and as long as Mo Yanei, who holds great power, comes step by step, there is no reason why he can't take the actual full strength of the Mo family into his own hands before his father returns.
The means have been explained before Zhu Houzhao leaves, it is nothing more than three ways: temptation, coercion, and killing, the feudal towns are all people of the Mo family, and Zhu Houzhao is not distressed at all when he kills.
rushed to Jiangsu and Zhejiang non-stop, and Zhu Houzhao finally saw something that made him happy.
Xiao Tang Fei is a technology maniac, and he is the most reassuring to Zhu Houzhao when he gets things done. When he came to Zhejiang, Xiao Tang Fei, who got the news, immediately pulled Zhu Houzhao over, and when he was on the way, he cordially said that Zhu Houzhao's advice to him was quite practical.
Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao immediately became excited. Tang Xiaofei has such great confidence, it is inevitable that the new version of the Thunderbolt that Zhu Houzhao hopes for has been successfully developed.
Sure enough, after arriving at the research institute built on a mountain that produced iron ore assigned to Tang Fei by Zhu Houzhao, Tang Fei presented a treasure to make people carry out a strange thing that was almost a circle fatter than the original Thunderbolt, and it looked like a peerless killing weapon at a glance.
"What a big revolver!" Zhu Houzhao's jaw was about to drop with sighs, even if he racked his brains, it was impossible to imagine that Tang Fei would have such a strong talent for postmodern art.
"How to play?" Zhu Houzhao touched the new thunderbolt and said hurriedly.
Tang Fei took a few people to a clearing and fiddled with the new type of thunderbolt and said, "Your Majesty, have you played with fireworks?" This one is exactly the same as the principle of fireworks. ”
Zhu Houzhao immediately understood, I believe everyone understands that the distance of fireworks is nothing more than the combination of two uses of gunpowder. The purpose of this is to be able to shoot out the part that carries the explosive ability.
"How far can you hit?" This issue is quite important, and the importance of the problem of attack distance on the land battlefield in the era of cold weapons is self-evident.
When it came to this question, Tang Fei's expression was a little confused: "It's not too far, it can only hit a distance of about twenty zhang!" ”
"Tell the truth!"
"Well, it can generally hit a length of seventeen or eighteen zhang, and individual people can play extraordinary can hit twenty zhang." Tang Fei gave an accurate number.
Zhu Houzhao nodded, the distance was not bad, a little more than the horse bow. It is just enough to make up for the lack of medium-range fire suppression.
As he spoke, Tang Fei had already prepared the things.
"Shot?"
Zhu Houzhao nodded. Soon, someone put a mess of wooden planks and stones in a place fifteen zhang away, and even some light armor.
Tang Fei lit the fuse of the new thunderbolt, and soon Zhu Houzhao heard a muffled sound, and a black thing suddenly appeared in the distance and suddenly exploded.
Then Tang Fei turned the pipe and repeated Fang Cai's action, but in a short time, the five iron cucumbers (Buddha Anger Tang Lian) on the thunderbolt were beaten out.
After confirming that there were no mistakes, several people walked to the site of the explosion. Zhu Houzhao found that the wooden planks of the SLR were all pierced through one by one, and even the stones were dotted with broken marks, and the light armor that was put on it was also completely penetrated.
"Good stuff!" Zhu Houzhao slapped his hands and sighed. In terms of wisdom, the ancients were not necessarily worse than today's people, and the lack of developed technology made them often have a strange imagination in terms of ideas, even if there are many ideas that cannot be practically applied, but as long as there are one or two are enough to make a terrifying and powerful killing weapon.
But the inability to mass-produce this aspect is a headache for Zhu Houzhao, all hand-made weapons, no matter how powerful, can not exert their actual power, unless they are only used in the struggle of the rivers and lakes, and the production of the atomic bomb is a powerful thing that can completely sink a country with one or two rounds.
After leaving a sentence of excellence, Zhu Houzhao went to the place where the recruits were trained.
When recruiting troops at the beginning, Zhu Houzhao deliberately asked Wang Shouren to recruit troops from Yiwu. People say that there are no warriors in the south of the Yangtze River, but Zhu Houzhao understands in his heart that the people of Yiwu are terrifying.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the very strong Qi family army was composed of all the young people in Yiwu.
Looking at the hard-trained soldiers, Zhu Houzhao felt a little proud in his heart, there is no reason why the iron army that Qi Jiguang can train can't be trained, and we are also people who have received regular military training.
Time waits for no one. The capital is still working Liu Jin's misdeeds, but the Tatars in the north have basically completed the unification of the grassland.
A man who was humiliated by Zhu Houzhao and almost wanted to commit suicide began to turn his head and look again at the place that had caused him to be insulted for the rest of his life.
"Great Khan! When are we going to wave our troops south? Steppe Jebelbatel, who had been promoted to a general, stood beside the little prince who had also been promoted to the Great Khan of the steppe, and asked with a hideous expression.
The humiliation he had also endured back then, as an eagle flying on the prairie, that humiliation was no different from plucking his eagle feathers.
"Battle, the days won't be any longer." The little prince clenched the Mongolian knife at his waist and said solemnly: "The sons of the steppe have all gathered under my command, and even several tribes in the north have been subdued by us, and when our horses are the fattest in late autumn, it will be when we go south!" ”
In recent years, the little prince has never stopped testing the Ming border generals and garrisons while using troops to the north, although they are all small-scale battles, but they are enough to test the actual combat power of the Ming garrison army that is cowering in the tall city tower.
The joy of the half-moon tour of Beijing with his family back then still stimulated him, but this time, the little prince planned to go and not come back.
The richness of the south is not comparable to the abundance of water and grass on the grassland.
Daming is the place that every prairie boy should yearn for, life is pleasure, death is buried!