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Chapter 147 is stretched

"I'm afraid it's going to be hard!" Wu Liangmou frowned and responded in a low voice.

Having already had several actual combat experiences, he certainly knew the power of firearms. Even the most ordinary arquebus, within fifty steps, can pierce what is known as the strongest arquebus armor in the world! But the problem is that the reloading of this thing is really ridiculously slow.

Wu Liangmou estimated by himself that Lian Lao Hei, who was known as the No. 1 master of using a gun in the army, could shoot three arrows with an arquebus. This is still the result after pulling the bow full and aiming carefully to ensure that the arrow does not miss the target. If you don't aim carefully, but shoot at a general area, you can easily shoot six arrows in the time that Lian Lao Hei fires a shot. And so on, a team of archers and a team of musketeers fought alone, and without armor on either side, the arquebuses were shot into hedgehogs before they could be threatened.

"It's hard to bite the bullet!" Lu Deshan had obviously carefully considered the future direction of the new Fifth Army these days, smiled, and continued to emphasize in a low voice. "Brother Youtu, don't be angry when your little brother says that. In terms of the opportunity to change, neither you nor I can compare to Xu Da. In terms of martial arts, I'm afraid Hu Dahai can beat the two of us with one hand. In terms of experience and qualifications, our brothers are incomparable with Wu Twenty-two of the Fourth Army. At the moment, I am afraid that all you and I can rely on is to read more and think slightly more than others. If you and I don't even make use of these two items, I'm afraid that our new Fifth Army is destined to become the most disappointing one for the Governor! ”

"Is this what Ling Zu means?" Wu Liangmou was shocked and asked with a frown.

"No, it's not, Brother Wu, don't get me wrong. My grandfather is now the long history of the First Army, and he can't be busy with his own things, so how can he have time to care about me! Lu Deshan quickly straightened up and waved his hand vigorously at the same time.

Lu Lu used to be Zhao Jun's teacher, but he came to assist Zhu Bayi, and this matter itself has a strange smell. With the prudence of Lao Jinshi, since he himself has made the long history of the First Army, he may not be willing to meddle in the Fifth Army again, so as not to let his family influence under the account of Zhu Du be too great and cause others to join forces to suppress it.

Thinking about the stakes, Wu Liangmou breathed a sigh of relief. nodded, and said with a smile, "Deshan, you are serious!" If Ling Zu makes a few pointers, Wu can't ask for it, the word 'misunderstanding', and then talk about it? ! However, since he has no time, our brothers can only work behind closed doors. Tokuyama, if you already have some great ideas, you might as well speak up now! ”

"Where are there any good ideas, it's just cranky!" Lu Deshan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and shook his head in response. "The younger brother is flipping through books indiscriminately these days, and now in all dynasties, Cheng Dù is more important than the Song Dynasty in terms of the formation method. As far as the weapons are complicated, the Song army also pushes it. ”

"So what? The Great Song Dynasty has not been defeated repeatedly, and has lost all the way from the Gaoliang River to Yashan! Wu Liangmou's smile immediately became bitter, and he lay on the bed and shook his head gently. (Note 1)

As a descendant of the newly annexed army that year, he is too familiar with the achievements of the Great Song army to be familiar with it. In the memories of the entire family, when it comes to the war more than 100 years ago, almost all of them are gray and black, full of despair and helplessness.

"But before the Sorghum River, the Song army also pacified the Southern Tang Dynasty and destroyed Liu Han!" Lu Deshan was not born in Jiangmen, and his perception of the Song army was not as bad as Wu Liangmou's, so he smiled and retorted in a low voice, "In fact, until after the Nandu, the Song army still had many examples of defeating Jin soldiers and Yuan soldiers in field battles. It's just that the entire court has festered inside and outside, and the blood of the soldiers has been wasted! ”

"Oh, then you say, what formations can we borrow?!"

"I'm just thinking about it, and it's up to Brother Youtu to make the decision. At present, the formations that can be found include the regular formation above the Wujing General Command, the Pingrong Wanquan Formation, the Eight Formations in the Army, and the crossbow formations and stacked formations left by Han Zhongwu and Wu Wuan. That Zeng Gongliang was a literati, and none of the formations described were practical. However, General Han Shizhong's crossbow array and the Wu brothers' overlapping array have many similarities with the current situation of the Left Army. There are not many cavalry, and the bed crossbow may not be much faster to reload than the copper cannon, and the use of the Divine Arm Bow is troublesome, and it may not be inferior to the arquebus."

"But the survivability of the arquebus, it's still a problem!"

"Armor for them, and the musketeers in plate armor will surely defeat the archers!"

"Nonsense, the musketeers were originally slow, put on plate armor and iron helmets, and could only use the arquebus as a stick!"

"Then you don't wear a full body, just a helmet and a breastplate. Anyway, those who escaped from the battle and sold their backs to the enemy deserve to die! ”

"That's a thousand breastplates, too!"

"Didn't Mr. Su put down his words? He will do his best to support our new army! ”

One of the two young people was originally bold and lively. The other is that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. With one sentence from you and one sentence from me, I designed the combat plan of the new Fifth Army next to the sickbed.

At first, the two of them did not go smoothly, because whether it was the commonly used military formation in the Song Dynasty recorded by Zeng Gongliang, or the overlapping formations of Han Shizhong, Wu Jie, and Wu Lin, they were all formations that had survived through countless actual battles. Sometimes, for the deployment of a certain type of troops, the two will fight for each other, and they almost swear to die and never get along. But after the argument, they were soon able to sit together again and continue to discuss the details of the formation of the military formation.

Time flies by in disputes and compromises. Geng Zaicheng and Li Qi returned from conscription, and each army was replenished to more than 3,000 men. A new round of training began, and the boring sound of passwords sounded in the school field again. The manpower of the various yamen was finally gathered, and the Huai'an government began to deal with all kinds of cases that had been backlogged for a period of time. The boat gang gathered the smugglers and merchants to reach a tacit agreement with the government in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and the fleet full of "illegal salt" pulled anchor again and set sail to transport the world-famous Huai salt to the Yellow River and the canal to the place where it was needed.

That's right, it's all private salt. The Mongol and Yuan courts could not recognize the existence of the Red Turban Army, but the common people under its rule, whether they were first-class Mongols or fourth-class southerners, had to eat salt. So the clever local officials decisively gave up the hunt for the smugglers, allowing them to transport the salt to the cities and villages under their rule. And the salt merchants in various places, who were originally black and white, simply transported the private salt directly to their own warehouses, and then went to the government to go through a formality, and completely "whitewashed" it into official salt, and the people who handled it made a lot of money.

Inside and outside Huai'an, north and south of the Yellow River, this summer, everyone is busy. No one noticed that a brand-new concept of actual combat slowly formed the most basic outline under the beating of two young people with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west. Although it is sloppy, it is new from the inside out, and compared with the tactical concept of the cold weapon era, it has been turned upside down.

Including Zhu Eighty-one himself, he didn't notice the miracle that was being bred around him. He was so busy this summer that he barely touched the ground. Dealing with the people at the headquarters of the Red Turban Army, dealing with the people sent by Sesame Li, dealing with the people used by Zhao Junyong, as well as the new salt merchants who were born quickly in Huai'an City, the local government that was forced to surrender in the east of Huai'an City, and the scholars from all over the country who came to vote or planned to take advantage of the chaos to get a vote, all involved his countless energy. He didn't have much time to interfere with the inner workings of each of the new armies under his command.

Even if he has time, he may not do better than Wu Liangmou and Lu Deshan. Zhu Eighty-one is not a fairy, he is just a lucky person who was accidentally flapped by a butterfly that traveled through time and space. Even if he fully absorbs Zhu Dapeng's memory and thinking, at most he is at the level of an engineering and technical nerd. In terms of military affairs, it is not its forte. The little "dry goods" that I know roughly have long been sold out. The rest, it is impossible to achieve in this era.

For example, a three-dimensional strike on the sea and six airplanes, such as a nuclear bomb to wash the ground. If he takes it out now, he will say that it will be realized, and even those who believe in it may not be able to find it. Even if he can find him, he will be regarded as a reincarnated immortal, hoping that he can immediately use his sleeves to conjure up what he calls a nuclear bomb!

Even the three-three system and the military rank system, which the Left Army has been vigorously promoting at present, Zhu Bayi initially only came up with a general direction. The specific rules are all repeatedly deduced by Lu Luzeng, Ivanov, Chen De, Xu Da and others, combined with the examples of army construction in the Central Plains, the Western Regions and even Europe at the same time since the Tang Dynasty. and the three-three system of later generations, it cannot be whispered at all.

Originally, Zhu Eighty-one also wanted to set up another post of supervising the army in the combat units of the 100-man team and above, similar to that of the political commissar of later generations. However, as soon as this mention was spoken, it was nipped in the bud by Lu Luzeng and Mr. Su joining forces.

"The king regards the minister as a sibling, and the minister regards the king as the heart; The monarch regards the minister as a dog and a horse, and the minister regards the monarch as a countryman; The king regards his ministers as mustard, and the ministers regard him as an enemy. "Old Master Lu has always quoted scriptures when he speaks. A paragraph of "Mencius" made Zhu Bayi's face flushed with shame because of his narrow-mindedness.

And Mr. Su's words were more realistic, and the blow to Zhu Bayi became heavier, "No one!" The old gentleman slammed his gold-covered cane to the ground and replied loudly, "In the left army, anyone who can read a few words will at least be a centurion." Do you still want to get another literate and hyphenated prison soldier out?! Where did everyone go to read so much? Those guys who rushed to ask you for official positions are literate and can speak well, do you dare to let them go? I was still supervising the army, and in a few days, I didn't know who I was going to to supervise the team! ”