Volume 1: Once Upon a Time in the Capital Chapter 138: King Ning's Ambition (3)
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King Ning smiled heartily and said proudly: "With you here, this king is very confident in this time! You are all very good!" He walked over and patted Song Zhaodi on the shoulder, Song Zhao's strange look on his face made him cough a few times, and then changed his words: "Your primary task is still training, the location of the military camp has been chosen, and someone will take you there tomorrow! This king has granted you full authority to deal with the army." At present, the number of trainees is 5,000, and the character data has been sent to your courtyard. If you need anything, just put it forward! I hope that after March, we will be able to see a group of troops that can at least match the Tiger and Wolf Army! The number of people does not have to be large! But it must be elite soldiers!"
"Wow!" Song Zhao was slightly stunned, then clasped his fists and saluted. The tone was still that unfazed. After looking at King Ning's bitter face, he hesitated a little and then said, "Actually, it's not really impossible to defeat those three teams. ”
"Oh?" King Ning raised his tail and looked at Song Zhao with an interested gaze.
"The instructor once told us about a few battles in which fewer wins and more use of tricks to win the land. Song Zhaomu looked nostalgic and reminiscing, and said: "Two of them are deeply impressed: one is to fly with the help of Kong Ming lanterns, place the heavenly punishment with a layer of thermal insulation layer on the base of Kong Ming lanterns, and embed the lead at the bottom of the candle wax, and after the candle flame burns out, the lead will drive the heavenly punishment to fall, causing an explosion and causing damage to the enemy. ”
In the past, the local tiger petty officer told them a lot of examples of battles, and after each battle explanation, they were asked to make a summary the next day, which was an extremely difficult day for them who could only play with guns and sticks. They need to be literate and write a lot of obscure characters at the same time. The devilish training made them collapse for a while, and it was a bitter time. During those difficult years, it brought them a very different world, stepping into a new highland.
King Ning's eyes lit up when he heard this, this kind of tactic was indeed unheard of, and he asked curiously, "Could it be that Li Xiangru has used heavenly punishment before?"
"No" Song Zhao shook his head and added, "What the instructor said at the time was just a night surprise attack, just an idea. He said that according to the principle of Kong Ming lanterns, a huge Kong Ming lantern that can carry people to the sky and earth can be made, and he said that it should be called a hot air balloon. My subordinates have been studying this and have discussed it with several people, and I feel that the feasibility of the theory is quite high. ”
Heavenly punishment is black. Gunpowder was never mentioned once in the course of Li Xiangru's teaching, but he never made a real finished experiment. If you have to say that there is, then only the fireworks that explode in the air, the fireworks made by the instructor are even more beautiful than the fireworks in the market, and the exploding sky exudes several colors, the most powerful thing is that time his father's birthday, "Happy Daddy's birthday" six big words in the air over the barracks for a long time. For this reason, the instructor was also severely punished by the division commander, saying that such things and sounds are easy to cause mutiny. In fact, they all knew in their hearts that the teacher was jealous. When Shi Shuai had a big birthday, Li Xiangru didn't have anything good enough to say. Afterwards, Li Xiangru deliberately took out the firework to talk about it, saying that this principle is based on the preparation of gunpowder, and once the specific gravity ratio is reasonable, the power of the explosion will be greater.
"Hot air balloons?" King Ning looked surprised, and without waiting for Song Zhao to answer, he smiled bitterly: "In his mouth, there are always words that make people sound inexplicable. ”
King Ning walked a few steps around the pavilion, and got to the point with great sharpness, and said, "The accuracy that can be achieved by this method should be very low, right?"
"Yes!" Song Zhao nodded, his eyes full of admiration for Ning Wangdi, "Not only is the accuracy difficult to grasp, the timing of the detonation is not so easy to control, and the other is the requirement for the direction of the wind...... This is very helpless. Once the wind direction suddenly shifts and is chaotic, it is easy to cause innocent injury, which requires a very experienced person to accurately predict the wind direction. Excluding natural factors, it can be replaced with earth runes such as wind. If the two armies are facing each other in an open area, it is a good choice. ”
"Hmm, what else?" King Ning pondered for a moment, and directly rejected this proposal, large-scale and inaccurate delivery of heavenly punishment would cause great damage to the imperial city, and it would also cause great panic among the people, causing too much chaos in the situation, and if the time comes, there will be too many sequelae to deal with afterwards. The original idea of Heavenly Punishment was discussed by the staff to be used as an "oracle" to justify his name, and some mechanism designs were adopted to make the people of the capital recognize him as the Chosen Son.
"Kite, use kite, fly with kite, this effect is similar to that of the Edgeworth, the benefit, the person who operates the kite does not need too high martial arts. The subordinates will select some light bodies from the Jianghu Ranger to come to special training. The kite can reach the destination through human control and be ignited and released, which greatly improves the accuracy of the explosion point of the heavenly punishment. It is also possible to provide air support in a mobile way. Song Zhao said with a serious expression. "We have studied the map near the capital, and we will choose the location of the wind in the southwest corner of Lingxiu Peak. According to our field trip, as long as the headwind is not too severe, it will take half an hour to take off from that point, and it will take half an hour to reach it slowly. You can also follow the directions to all directions of the capital along the way. Kite making requires finding a Mohist who is good at trapping. ”
Song Zhao stopped after speaking. The Mo family's tricks are famous all over the world, which requires King Ning to use his connections to launch a search.
King Ning's brows furrowed, and his eyes lit up. This seems to be a better plan, and after a while, he spoke: "Plan your ideas completely, and start to select personnel, kite manufacturing requirements to tell this king, if there are drawings to provide reference, it is best to ......" He glanced at Song Zhao quietly, and said indifferently: "Forget it, I will go directly to Li Xiangru for this drawing." Since he knows this, he must have a large-scale figure. ”
Song Zhao was slightly disappointed, he wanted to take this opportunity to meet Li Xiangru, but he seemed to be seen by King Ning. I had to nod and answer.
They are only responsible for coming up with solutions, and as for whether to implement them or not, he doesn't really care. The upper-class people in the complex circle of Yanjing must have their own value, either power, money, or incomparable connections and heavy troops. In this circle that is constantly updated, but each has its own ability.
For those who have just joined them, it seems that it is not their turn to be able to directly lead the troops into the imperial city. In the face of such an important matter, King Ning must have sent troops who were reliable and close to him. When he proposed how to attack the imperial city, it could be said to be a kind of passover.
In a place like the capital, where intrigue kills people without seeing blood, it is not a field that these people from the army are good at.
Looking at the weak King Ning, he must also have a group of troops that are enough to save his life. King Ning kept him, maybe it was also a tentative attitude, and what he showed didn't seem to be very satisfying to King Ning.
In fact, these thoughts are Song Zhao, and they are a little arrogant. King Ning has always had an attitude of not doubting people and not using suspicious people. The army in King Ning's hands was not as large as they imagined, which was one of the reasons why the crown prince and the seventh prince did not pay enough attention to him. King Ning is at most a small threat to existence, even if he is favored by the emperor, he has no soldiers and no power in his hands, and the power in the central region is even more pitiful.
"That's all for today, and I'll have to work hard for you in the future. "King Ning's attitude is modest and authentic. Signal for the end of tonight's conversation.
Song Zhao was noncommittal, gave a military salute, and silently withdrew from the pavilion. Walking around the far corner, he stood quietly, turned to look at the king of Di Ning above the pavilion, and sighed slightly in his heart: It's still too anxious! After a while, he strode out and went back to the backyard.
The night is quieter, and the breeze gently blows the willow branches on both sides of the pond, making a slight rustling sound.
Old Huang leaned over, slowly stepped on the path, and walked to Ning Wangdi's side to accompany him to enjoy this quiet night.
"I don't like nights. Because it's too quiet at night, the silence always reminds people of troubles. King Ning supported the railing with his elbows, his chin was supported with both hands, and his face was a little helpless and a little tangled. It is only in front of some close and respectful people that he will show his casual nature. There is no need for any hypocrisy to hide your immaturity. "But I love the night like this, because I am afraid that I will never be in the mood to enjoy the peace again. ”
After a long time, Lao Huang coughed lightly a few times, and after coughing, he took off the wine jug pinned to his waist, unsealed it, and poured a few sips into his mouth. Maybe it was the wine, Lao Huang coughed violently a few more times.
King Ning looked at Lao Huang who was getting older and worse with some concern, sighed, walked over and helped Lao Huang to sit down, and persuaded him to persuade after hesitation: "In the future, I should drink less bars, this wine is too strong, and it will hurt my body more." ”
Lao Huang, who was holding the ground, smiled at King Ning, his face was full of kindness, and said: "The age is there, even if you don't drink, you won't last long." Looking at the sad look on King Ning's face, he looked away into the distance and muttered: "In the past, the old slave also thought that the night was heavy and life was very heavy. I've been asking myself how to get through a night that makes people cry in despair, and how to meet the next day positively. I thought about it for a long time...... Long ......"
Lao Huang's voice was low and hoarse, and he began to cough again. This made King Ning even more worried, and this environment gave him the illusion that Lao Huang was about to return to the West. He pursed his lips, walked behind Lao Huang, and gently patted Lao Huang's back to make him feel better. Looking at Lao Huang's silver-white hair that was still clearly visible in the night from behind, the sad mood became more and more intense. Lao Huang is old, and the old one can no longer run around with the southeast and northwest like he did at the beginning. He wanted the doctor to show Lao Huang, but Lao Huang resolutely refused, and Lao Huang said that his body was the best for him. When they were walking in the north and south, King Ning was also sick, and Lao Huang went to the pharmacy to grab some medicine and personally give him a cure. At that time, he was weak and asked Lao Huang if he knew medical skills. Lao Huang replied in a slightly shy tone, a little understanding. He knew that Lao Huang really understood, no matter how sick he was, because Lao Huang was there, he was safe and sound.
Lao Huang, Lao Huang, stubbornly Lao Huang.