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"This fort should be the largest military fort here, we are about to leave Datong Mansion, do you have any money?" After Lao Zhao passed yesterday, he was also a lot more accommodating, and he also recognized the two children, they are all good materials that can endure hardships, and there is no separation from Wuyi, so they all began to reach out and ask for money.

Wu Yi had money with him, he took the largest piece, grabbed a few copper coins, and then rode over on a donkey.

The scale of the military fort in front is not small, the city wall, the moat has been repaired, there is a suspension bridge at the door, and there are also sergeants guarding the door, he didn't plan to go in, this old Zhao estimated that he went to buy wine, and the horse team went to wait elsewhere, and also took the opportunity to have lunch, their speed was not slow, a few points faster than the average caravan, and there were really no other caravans along the way, after all, the Houjin Tartars were still scurrying around in Xuanda and other places.

Their ration is fried noodles, this thing can be put for a long time, it is also convenient to eat, the destination of this trip is not clear, I don't know how long it will take, and the durable ration is the most suitable.

Wu Hu likes to eat dry, dry food without a sip of water, this fried noodles without wild vegetables can't eat enough, if you can put some sugar it would be more beautiful, several times I was choked to roll his eyes, he didn't change his life, shouting to drink water that wouldn't it become a paste.

Lao Zhao came back just after they finished eating, thinking that he would buy wine, but he didn't expect that he also brought back a lot of things, a few fire ropes, all of which were lit, but it was enough, and an iron knife, and he also came back with a bow.

The knife is not very good, but it can also defend itself, it is better than being heavy, and the bow is still the standard in the army, and it is swaggered out of the military fort, and there are some doorways.

Then he took out a small wooden plaque in his arms, which turned out to be a soldier's waist card, engraved with the words: Ningwuguan guards Wu Dalang and so on, and it is also old.

"But if you waste the boss's strength, after here, you will enter Mongolia, and you have to be careful everywhere, this is to deal with the border army and not collect inspections at night." Lao Zhao tried to bow and said disappreciably, and at the same time took out a fire fold and threw it to Wu Hu, he liked Wu Hu more than him.

Seeing his seriousness, he also liked it in his heart, and stepped forward and patted the kid on the shoulder.

"Or you'll just follow me." Lao Zhao followed Wu Hu and said, along the way, Wu Yi did not miss any opportunity to teach, he also had itchy hands, and he added from time to time, and now he also has a competitive spirit.

Wu Hu didn't bother to pay attention to it, Wu Yi was deeply impressed with him, and he also apprenticed, where can Zhao Xianglang do it, just give him a roll of his eyes and continue his practice.

Lao Zhao grabbed a handful of beards angrily, and then jumped on the white horse, and when the horse came up, he suddenly turned sideways and opened the bow and arrows, and at that moment his body was stable like growing on the back of a horse, and he shot a tree, and the two men picked up the arrows back.

Lao Zhao came back just now, and this time he also looked at Wu Yi provocatively, this is his housekeeping ability, and now he wants Wu Yi to show his means, he must have hidden a lot of this guy.

"Yo, yes, I've been playing this hand for a long time." Wu Yi looked at it carefully, couldn't help but praise, and knew that this old Zhao had worked hard, but Wu Hu's kid didn't want to see you, why are you looking for me? Now it's still pressing, look at his proud strength, he knows that he can't show his hand, he also picked up the bird's gun, which he chose to sell well, but he didn't dare to exaggerate, this place is also secluded, so he lit the fire rope and shot at a target.

The effect caught up with Wang Mian's cigarette pouch pot, choked him, took out the whole strip, and also observed the landing point just now, twenty meters is still accurate, thirty meters is left, forty meters to fifty meters has a big error, he can control so far, the workmanship is too rough, and secondly, the gunpowder is not good.

"See, firearms are like this, otherwise hundreds of thousands of Daming can't beat tens of thousands of Tartars, and if you see the real chapter, you have to be a bow and arrow." Lao Zhao regarded Wuyi as a ready-made negative teaching material, and warned Wu Hu at this time that this burning stick was not used at all.

Wuyi's second shot rang out, and he still couldn't see the purpose, Lao Zhao's expression was relaxed, he could say a bunch of shortcomings of this weapon with his eyes closed, anyway, it was useless.

Wu Hu annoyed him and grinned at him, but this old Zhao was not angry, but took out a small wine gourd from his arms, took a sip, closed his eyes and savored it.

"This firearm has many shortcomings, but it is easier to learn, and everyone can use it, just like a stick." Wu Yi turned around and retorted, then squatted down and grabbed a clod of soil, tried it but it was not smooth, it was still better wood, and he threw it out casually, he also quickly picked up the firearm, held his breath, three points and one line, it was directly a shot, and the trunk was also hit and broken into two pieces.

The eyes of the two boys are like rabbits, after all, this trick is handsome enough, Wu Yi has not played less before, this time he is also opportunistic, and he will laugh off his big teeth when he sees his comrades, but for them this hand is enough, and he also pinched out the fire rope, this thing still can't be wasted.

Lao Zhao also opened his mouth wide this time, the gourds all fell off, and he looked at the wine spilled on the ground in distress, and couldn't help scolding this guy in his heart, but this hand is powerful.

The fire gun and the bow and arrow are also divided into two factions in Daming, but it is difficult for the fire gun to win, and this time it also convinced him.

"Three points and one line, that is, the eye, there is another end of the barrel, aim at the target......" Wuyi taught the two boys to shoot guns this time.

Bang bang gunshots, bursts of smoke, the two boys really should set off firecrackers, but this is much more enjoyable than firecrackers, but there is also a price, every time you have to follow Wuyi's password, it can't be bad, otherwise you have to start over, but the two boys are tireless.

"If you go on like this, the arquebus will be gone." Lao Zhao said angrily, no one looks at his archery skills now, there are so many rules for that fire, one shot in half a day, and it is not accurate, what is the use.

If the two sides were to fight, he would be able to shoot both of them into hedgehogs.

It wasn't until the arquebus burned out that Wuyi stopped, and it was considered to have completed the preliminary training of the two boys, and they also followed Wuyi for a period of time, and they learned quickly, but the actual combat was not good, but the loading was still no problem, provided that the gunpowder was divided.

"Lao Zhao, you are also an old soldier, I can tell you that this battle with the Tartar can only be won." Wu Yi swore and said, don't say anything else, the fire gun is too obvious, these two boys have only been in contact for a long time, they can let go of the gun, and it is much easier to pull up a team.

It takes a few years for an archer to take shape, and even a few days for a firecracker, it's too unfair, Lao Zhao suddenly thought helplessly.

But Tartar is fierce, and he has experienced it personally, so he still doesn't agree with Wuyi's words, "It's still that sentence, if it's really what you say, why are hundreds of thousands of people beaten by tens of thousands of people." Lao Zhao refuted with facts.

This is also the sorrow of the Ming army, they can also be regarded as suffering from the evil fruits of the struggle at the top, and their own system defects, not counting, Wuyi hates it even more.

"Lao Zhao, do you think they can hold gunpowder now?" Wu Yi was not in a hurry to refute.

"Thirty, even if they are skilled, it will take ten breaths." Lao Zhao knew what he was going to say, and gave the ultimate answer, there was no shortage of such good players in the army, but he was still defeated, and it also let him know that he was very wrong.

Wu Yi nodded, and then said: "There are also three stacks of formations in the army, what does Lao Zhao think?" ”

"Most of the formations in the army were created by General Qi, and the coordination of the fire gun array is also sharp." The old army also understood things, but the advantages of this firearm still outweighed the disadvantages, especially for the Tartar cavalry.

Wu Yi smiled and pointed out: "That's a hundred, what if it's a thousand? That's not all, you can even cooperate with the artillery, and then stand up to the front? Well, you can count the topographical factor. ”

Lao Zhao was also a little surprised when he heard it, but it was difficult, what the cavalry was good at was sneak attacks on the abdomen and back, and the military formation was not set up for this.

"You don't need flank guards, you don't need cavalry to press the formation, they are all firearms, and if you are afraid of a charge from others, you won't be able to find anyone." Lao Zhao thought about it, this is too naïve, the military formation is so simple, otherwise he would have beaten Jiannu back to his hometown to fish, how could he have almost lost Liaodong, and now the Tartars have run into the Central Plains to spread wild, and then he also said hopefully: "Maybe it can be done, but if you are a good man like Jiading, the bow and arrow shoot over, and the horse team rushes in, then you will be afraid, otherwise, won't it become an iron army?" ”

He said he didn't believe it anymore, and then led the horse forward.

"The heart of the army is like iron, and the military power is like a mountain, that is the iron army!" Wu Yi clenched his fists and said loudly, and then called the second man over as well.

"You kid has never had a name, today I will give you one, Wang Tiejun, I will establish such an iron army in the future." Wu Yi said affirmatively.

The second man didn't expect that he had a name, and it was what Wu Dalang would do in the future to name him, he shouted excitedly: "Brother Wu, in the future, I will definitely become the iron army you said, Wang Tiejun." ”

Lao Zhao looked back, these two guys, Wang Tiejun's face was so red that he was about to cry, his eyes changed a lot, and then he scolded in his heart: This is a fucking weirdo.

Wu Yi didn't know that he was defined as an ugly person by this old Zhao, but he was walking with his head bored, Wu Hu was a little lonely, the name of these two men is good, but unfortunately he has a name, no, he can't lag behind the two guys, he will not only become such an iron army in the future, but also lead such an iron army.

Then the two boys also got on it, and the second son, Wang Tiejun, didn't get off the horse, and this Wu Hu didn't get off the donkey, and kept rubbing the fire gun in his hand, remembering every step Wuyi said over and over again.

They did not go into the grassland, but walked close to the mountain, set up camp in the evening, and officially entered the Mongolian steppe tomorrow, and today they have to recuperate, and Lao Zhao also got a rabbit back in the forest.

The temperature also dropped, and several people ate the rabbits around the campfire, and everyone except the sentry man went into the bunk and slept.