Chapter 0445 - Small Book
After receiving the impact of thought repeatedly, Huang Taiji seems to have become much more pragmatic. Hate to hate, but he stayed in a town halfway for a day, just to humbly ask Liu Fucheng for advice. The two discussed their respective views on the various policies of the 'revolutionary army', and the two sides collided with each other, which was really very rewarding.
Liu Fucheng has a wide range of people, has seen and heard a lot, and the information from all walks of life is very sufficient, and he can say the views and psychology from various perspectives. He chatted with Huang Taiji all day, and was actually introduced as a confidant by this Sibeile. The latter even gave birth to a bit of solicitation.
"If you want to strengthen the army, you must first enrich the country. If you want to make the country rich, it is obviously not enough to rely on agriculture alone, but also to prosper in commerce and the circulation of goods. In order to enrich the country and strengthen the army, it is necessary to govern the officials and be more tolerant to the people. Huang Taiji also wrote a small notebook seriously and recorded his observations and thoughts on this trip. He couldn't say some of them, and he had to rely on Liu Fucheng and Gu Yuanwei to mention them.
"When I go back, I will definitely recruit more Han gentry. This 'revolutionary army' has been discarded like a clog, and I will regard it as a treasure. The reuse of Hanchen will definitely greatly enhance the national strength of our Dajin. Huang Taiji is talking about his own concept of governing the country both inside and outside the words, hoping to get Liu Fucheng's approval.
Liu Fucheng is very slippery, he agrees with the 'preferential treatment of the gentry', but he takes care of Huang Taiji's solicitation. He treated him well in Daming, and he was so well fed that he wouldn't run to be a slave for the Jurchens. He even secretly ridiculed Gu Yuanwei in and out of his words, feeling that this guy was actually a slave to a group of barbarians, which was really embarrassing.
The solicitation failed, and Huang Taiji was not annoyed, and continued to ponder his findings.
"Didn't the 'revolutionary army' distribute land to the peasant households, and I would try it when I went back. They treat craftsmen well, and I treat craftsmen well. They build roads and houses everywhere, and I can do the same. "Huang Taiji is no better than Yang Jian. Yang Jian wants to engage in innovation is looking for death, but Huang Taiji has enough political status to implement these policies.
Huang Taiji's idea is actually very simple, he does not see the benefits of the 'revolutionary army' to eradicate the gentry, and he also sees the convenience brought by various reforms. Now there are no gentry in Liaodong, and there is a lot of abandoned land, and there is only a shortage of minions for farming. He could have recruited the Ming gentry who had fled from Gyeonggi to Liaodong, first, to obtain funds, and secondly, to obtain technical and managerial talents.
The bad guys have let the 'revolutionary army' do it, and Daikin can be a good gentry who wins.
"This 'revolutionary army' can build up such a big force in one or two years, why can't I?" The more Huang Taiji pondered, the more excited he became. His power was weak and his impetus for change was great, and he felt that he could learn many of the methods of the 'revolutionary army' and only benefit from it, not be burdened by it. "I have a strong foundation and momentum, and I will definitely be able to do better than the 'revolutionary army'."
If it weren't for the craftsmen in Tangshan and the Fujin who stayed in Tianjin, Huang Taiji would have been eager to return to Liaodong immediately to implement his new policy. He is in his twenties, less than thirty, daring, self-confident, and extremely receptive to new things.
Huang Taiji also made a small notebook to record his 'Tianjin Travels', and continued to march towards Tangshan. He was looking forward to seeing something new in Tangshan. It was only when they arrived near Tangshan that the group found that a whole brigade of 5,000 'revolutionary army' guards was stationed here. There are also a large number of part-labor, half-army militia teams patrolling day and night to prevent outsiders from entering the planned factory area.
Huang Taiji and the others are extremely high in cultivation, and it is not difficult to sneak through the cordon. But when they entered the steel plant under construction, they found that it was still in a state of infrastructure. A large number of migrant workers are building roads and houses, leveling the land, and digging deep foundations. What has been put into production are a few open-pit or shallow coal mines, and what can be seen is a large number of migrant workers digging coal in three shifts.
Craftsmen or something, not at all.
That's not much to look at.
When he was disappointed, Gu Yuanwei proposed to go to the military camp of the nearby guards to take a peek or two to see the military strength of the current 'revolutionary army'. Huang Taiji thought so, so the group secretly changed places.
Compared with the laziness of the Ming army in fishing for three days and drying nets for two days, Zhou Qingfeng trained a group of relatively solid army non-commissioned officers for the Guards. These non-commissioned officers are all people who have been in battle for many times and have made military achievements. They may have a low level of education, but they often dare to fight, have seen blood, killed people, and can strictly implement the training standards set by Zhou Qingfeng.
After all, now the team is larger and covers a wide area. It is no longer possible to rely on Zhou Qingfeng to manage everything alone. With an adequate supply of nutrients, a scientific training plan, and in-depth ideological education, the barracks training ground is a machine dedicated to the production of soldiers, constantly transforming batches of stupid and stupid mud legs, and providing qualified armed forces for the 'revolutionary army.'
The training was carried out every day and every night, and it was windy and rainy and even good weather for military training. Huang Taiji and his entourage sneaked in quietly and hid near the barracks, and saw soldiers crawling and rolling on the training ground.
After Tongzhou defeated Liu Wei's troops in the First War, the strategic situation of the 'revolutionary army' was stabilized. The training of the Guards is no longer as hasty as it used to be. More cultural courses began to be added to the troops, and the training of combat skills was also more solid. The quality of the soldiers in the third phase of the expansion is significantly better than that of the previous two phases. A large number of pacesetters for training have continued to emerge in the army, enriching the command system at the grassroots level.
Such a professional army was very terrible in ancient times.
Huang Taiji only peeped at the training ground for half an hour, and immediately took out his small notebook and began to record. The Guards before him were shifting from simple spear and musket infantry to phalanxes of hot and cold weapons. This is a huge step forward.
Battle phalanxes have existed since ancient times. However, it must be admitted that the development of the phalanx in the firearms age is still more prominent in the West.
Compared with the Spanish phalanx, which is too bulky and tends to defend on all sides, the guards phalanx set by Zhou Qingfeng is more like the Gustav phalanx that focuses on attacking and defending in one direction. A phalanx was a company, consisting of two platoons of spears and three platoons of firearms. This is a very different from the previous Guards.
In front of Huang Taiji's eyes, more than a dozen guard phalanxes that were training were constantly changing formations. The two classes, the Musket and the Spear, are constantly moving back and forth. In the distance, the enemy was greeted by several rows of musketeers firing from the front. When the enemy got closer, the spearmen cut through the gap in the ranks of the musketeers and went forward.
Watching the queue of one hundred and fifty people keep moving alternately, without any chaos, Huang Taiji exclaimed while recording: "Strong soldiers, strong soldiers." These strong soldiers are the sworn enemies of my great gold. He pondered how to break this phalanx, and after thinking for a long time, he found that there was no other way than to use artillery bombardment or cavalry to attack the flanks.
"I started with a step formation, and I really met an opponent today. However, it is really incomprehensible that the infantry of this 'revolutionary army' is mixed with so many firecrackers. "Huang Taiji has never seen the power of the Guards' firecrackers. In his opinion, the fire gun or something was completely useless. If the infantry formation is to be strong, it is enough to constantly advance in a constant formation with spears and spears.
"When I go back, I'll deploy a lot of cavalry. However, there are not many cavalry in our Jianzhou Division, and it is not easy to train. Why don't you take down Yehebu in the second half of the year and swallow their cavalry. Huang Taiji thought secretly in his heart, and pondered about the artillery business that Liu Fucheng mentioned before, "Mr. Liu, when I go back, I will spend money to order artillery from you, which is specially used to break this formation." ”
Hearing that there was business to do, Liu Fucheng was immediately overjoyed, and felt that it was not in vain that he had been with him all the way these days. He promised again and again to provide the best artillery for this 'Huang Ye', "The ordnance supervisor now uses Taixi people to cast cannons, and the quality is much better than in the past." Once the cannon passes, such an army formation will surely rot. ”
Light artillery is useless, and this has formed a consensus among the Ming army. At present, a heavy artillery piece can cost as little as a few hundred taels and as much as a few thousand taels. Liu Fucheng even deliberately said: "If the silver money given by Huang Ye is enough, I can help to make peace in the middle, and ask Taixi gunsmiths to go to Liaodong to cast cannons." Those ghosts are here to make money. As long as you have money, you can say anything. ”
Huang Taiji was even more overjoyed by this and praised it again and again.
At this time, there was another group of cavalry on the training ground, but these cavalry were very different from ordinary cavalry. They no longer wear armor, and every man is lightly armoured. But many people carried wheels, gun carriages, barrels and the like on horseback. The cavalry kept practicing moving these parts up and down, running back and forth. After practicing for a long time, I did the last set of movements......
A makeshift firing position was constructed on site, and a lightweight, small-caliber cavalry gun was assembled.
Hiss......, can the artillery be disassembled and carried away by the cavalry?
The Ming army has already abandoned light artillery, and this 'revolutionary army' is actually moving against the trend of history?
After the cavalry cannon was assembled, a simulated firing was carried out, but something went wrong during the firing process, and the gun carriage actually fell apart. Huang Taiji saw from a distance that a guard officer seemed to be scolding, but he couldn't be happy.
"Huang Ye doesn't need to worry, I also have this kind of small cannon in the Ming army, and it is even lighter. It is also possible for horses to carry it away. Liu Fucheng saw that Huang Taiji was worried, and hurriedly relieved. What he was referring to was naturally an extremely lightweight tiger squat cannon. He even wanted to sell the Tiger Squat Cannon, which the Ming army was eliminating in large quantities, to the Jurchens.
It's just that the tiger squat cannon is a rotten thing that can only shoot 50 meters of shotgun, and Huang Taiji really doesn't like it. He shook his head and wrote down in his small notebook, "The revolutionary army has horses and cannons, so you should pay more attention to the battle array, and you will use cavalry to expel them when you see them." He thought about it and made a note again, "I should also have such horse cannons, and I can use them to participate in the war with the army." ”
The bustle on the training ground lasts all day, and as the days go by, the intensity of its training is smacking. Liu Fucheng knew that the 'revolutionary army' was good at training, but he didn't expect to train for so long? Huang Taiji thought that the Jurchens were older than the battle formation and trained hard, but he found that his own training intensity was not as strong as this group of strong enemies.
What surprised Huang Taiji even more was not the intensity of the training, but the large number of low-ranking officers who had mastered the art of military formation among the guards infantry who were constantly training in rotation. These people are engaged in spear thrusts or fire salvos at every turn, and they are extremely skilled in the use of magic.
In this way, peeping all the way until it was dark, Huang Taiji and the others saw that the training ground was gradually silent. However, after eating and resting, the soldiers went into the barracks to light the lamps and engage in collective study. Seeing a group of big-headed soldiers either learning to write or sing, they were dumbfounded even more than during the day.
Huang Taiji couldn't believe his eyes, and in order to confirm this, he even sneaked out of the window of a barracks regardless of his identity, and saw soldiers with shaved heads scratching their ears and cheeks to study. Seeing the painful appearance of the soldiers, and listening to the incessant scolding of the teaching officers, this is obviously a task that must be completed but is quite difficult.
"Is this training a soldier, or is it teaching Xiucai?" Gu Yuanwei also came over quietly, and he also felt incomprehensible about this scene. "For the first time in the world, there are still people who teach these military households to learn to write. What's the use of learning this? ”
yes, what's the use of learning this? It's good if the big-headed soldiers dare to fight, and it's even better to learn this?
Huang Taiji took out his small notebook again, but he didn't know what to remember? Is it okay to write about the 'revolutionary army' and like to toss their own soldiers and force them to learn how to take the Xiucai exam?
I'm really confused......
It was late at night, and before the barracks could hold an emergency assembly at night, Huang Taiji and the others left. They were either heavy in their minds, or they were in a difficult state of mind, or they were trying to make money, and they were all speechless on the way out. But when they walked halfway through the stars and the moon, Gu Yuanwei was suddenly startled and looked up at the sky.
There was a cry from above the sky, "Master, that kid from Zhou Qingfeng has taken Dafujin away." ”
Damn, I'm really afraid of something!