Zhu Youxiao thought of the top students of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and the graduates of the three universities that were not well known. It is said that birth cannot determine fate, as long as you have a dream, you are willing to struggle...... Fake, poisonous chicken soup ha!

But for the children of Shaoying Academy, Zhu Youxiao still wants to pour poisonous chicken soup on them. Of course, he will also do his best to be the driving force that changes their fate.

"Long live the students!" There were constantly students kowtowing to the emperor, and the title was also in accordance with the emperor's instructions, and the grass people became students.

That's right, this is also a change made by Zhu Youxiao in school. Add a little self-confidence to the children who are already hard-working, and don't treat yourself as the grass at the bottom to be trampled on.

"No courtesy."

"No courtesy."

Zhu Youxiao was not annoyed, and he did not cancel the kneeling ceremony. Whether it is the courtiers or the common people, they do not regard kowtowing to the emperor as a humiliation, so why should he find trouble himself?

Moreover, at present, strengthening the authority of the emperor is an important condition for ensuring the advancement of reforms. As for the future, it will not be too late to engage in any equality and ideological emancipation.

With a warm smile on his face, Zhu Youxiao either said a few words of encouragement, or asked briefly, or bowed his head appreciatively.

Whether it is ancient or modern, the dignity of status and the high status of status are always admired and admired.

This is especially true in feudal society, the so-called thunder, rain and dew are all graces, and the emperor is the supreme existence, which can make you tremble when you see it.

It's really not an exaggeration, just think about the scene when the head of state and the common people came into contact in later generations, and you can imagine what it would have been like in ancient times.

"Congratulations on good luck on New Year's Day, and the dragon is in good health." Xiao Ye bowed down and didn't tremble at all.

"Excuse me!" Zhu Youxiao smiled and raised his hand, he had a very good impression of the three bars he appointed, his appearance was also high, and he was also very insightful, he was quite optimistic about Xiaoye's future.

Xiao Ye is not too keen on the candy in the hands of the palace people, but there is a group of girls behind her, but they are smiling, chattering and thanking for the gift.

"Is this an event?" Zhu Youxiao looked at the dress of these children and asked with some curiosity.

Xiao Ye smiled and replied, "Back to Banzai, we are rehearsing a play, mainly some idiom stories, which can be thought-provoking. ”

Zhu Youxiao smiled and said: "It's good to do some campus activities, such as poetry, singing and dancing, talent, sports and other competitions, you can go on outings in spring, and you can have sports meetings in early summer and autumn." Well, I have some suggestions and ideas for this! ”

Xiao Ye blinked her big eyes, she didn't expect Banzai to say so much when she opened her mouth, much more powerful than her.

Before she could speak, Zhu Youxiao remembered something again, and said with a smile: "It's not enough to just have idiom stories, I also have a book of fables here, which will be sent to the library after it is printed, and you can choose from it." ”

"Aesop's Fables" has already been translated anyway, and it is good as a children's book.

In fact, the philosophy contained in the fables in the book can also be enlightened by adults. For example, a proposition repeatedly stated in the book, "contentment and happiness, greed and worry" is of great practical significance.

"Banzai is a good book, and the story in it must be very meaningful." Xiao Ye complimented.

Zhu Youxiao smiled, but he was happier when he heard May's words.

At this time, several teachers from Shaoying Academy also came to visit. Zhu Youxiao briefly said a few words of encouragement, and then went to the office, he really had another idea to implement it in the Shaoying Academy.

What are the three bars and two bars, in the end, there is still a little less, and the incentive effect is not obvious enough.

The red scarf looks like a corner of the red flag, which is dyed with the blood of revolutionary martyrs. Every member of the team should wear it and care for it to add new glory to it.

Hey? I remember it so clearly! Change the red flag to the national flag, and the revolutionary martyrs to the Ming martyrs, it seems that it will be okay!

As for the national flag, we are the emperor, and we design one.

Zhu Youxiao already has several cases in his heart, and there were no professional artists in ancient times, so no one is qualified to judge the works of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

To put it mildly, the Ming Dynasty belongs to your family, the earth, the rivers, the hundreds of millions of people, and even the air belong to your family.

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The red scarf is still a plan, and the battle under Ningyuan City is in full swing. The blood is flowing, dyeing the red flag even redder.

Boom, boom, boom...... A series of explosions rang out in the ranks of the post-Jin army storm.

In the smoke and firelight, screams and exclamations came one after another, and I don't know how many Jiannu were killed and injured by the explosion.

It is said that black powder is less powerful, and it is also relatively speaking. The use of gunpowder was an epoch-making event in the history of weapons and warfare, and the era of black powder weapons lasted for hundreds of years.

The fortified city was reduced to rubble by the roar of cannons, and the heavy walls were "like pieces of paper" under the blasting of gunpowder, and the number of people who died under the black powder weapons was also quite staggering.

Moreover, the thermal weapons equipped by the Ming army all used granular gunpowder, which greatly increased its power and lethality. Even Jiannu, who was wearing heavy armor, was not a tin can, and he would still be wounded and killed in the flying shrapnel.

After three days of attack, several trenches blocking the attack road were finally filled, and most of the wagons of the Houjin army were also destroyed, and the coats of the trenches also paid huge casualties.

But this was only the beginning of the real offensive, when Nurhachi relied on the elite heavy armor soldiers to attack, the Ming army's defense was also full of firepower, so that Jiannu suffered the destruction of blood and fire.

On the city, the Hongyi cannon is bombarding the attacking queue, and a cannonball is the flesh and blood flying all the way; Nearby, a thunderbolt from a grenadier car, and in the smoke from the explosion, shrapnel flew with a howl of death.

Boom, boom, boom...... The roar of the muskets was intense, and in the puffs of white smoke, buckshot shot at the enemy who were shrouded in smoke.

The cow roared, or rather howled in grief. The brave soldiers under his command fell one by one, the screams and wails were so piercing, and the tragic scene of flesh and blood flying was so shocking.

This was not the battle that Wakda remembered, and even Quang Ninh was defeated by the tall and wide walls. But now, I haven't even touched the edge of the city wall!

Bang! After a muffled sound, in Wakda's gaze, the most courageous warrior elephant of Ben Niu Lu was struck with a heavy hammer and fell. The armor visible to the naked eye on the chest and abdomen was a shocking depression, and blood and fragments of internal organs spurted out of the mouth.

Heavy armor soldiers were constantly being hit by eagle guns, and without exception, several layers of armor could not protect them. And the number of heavy arquebuses obviously greatly exceeded Jiannu's expectations.

On the breastwork fortifications that had been subjected to a frontal attack, the glittering firelight had already been connected, and the thick [ ] white smoke rose and quickly dissipated in the cold wind.

Wakda saw one of the same Niulu's armored soldiers being hit, and this time he died so badly that his head was not broken, but he was blown away, and he was turned into countless pieces of flesh and bones.

Screams and wails were all around him, and Wakda was going crazy. But the attacking team was stopped by two rows of pointed wooden stakes that were not high or dense, and in front of the wooden stakes were already full of corpses and wounded.

Blood gurgled and steamed on the dry, cold earth, then became cold and viscous, and was masked by the blood that had flowed again.

The wounded Houjin, who did not die, screamed and crawled indiscriminately, seriously injured by bullets, and in a cold environment, their pain was unimaginable.

The bowstrings vibrated and the arrows swept across the sky like locusts covering the sky, and the archers in charge of covering had done their best, but the effect was frustrating, and the intensity of the fire on the Ming positions had not diminished.

If armor is not effective in protecting against firearms, it is much more effective against bows and arrows. Moreover, the breastwork trench fortifications were more resistant to the ejection of bows and arrows.

Boom, boom, boom...... The Ming army retaliated with a tooth for a tooth, and also responded with a projectile, and the thunder swept through the air, and it was another continuous explosion that could not be distinguished.

Wakda's roar turned into a scream, and a thunderbolt exploded at his feet, his legs blurred with blood, and he could no longer support his strong body.

Two armor soldiers set him up, and Wakda only remembered the name of one armor soldier, but it didn't matter, he decided that he would reward them well when he was rescued.

But after a few steps, another group of black thunderbolts smashed in.

In the midst of the explosions, Wakda had no need to reward others, and a piece of shrapnel shot at his face, ending his thinking, his dog's life.

Boom, boom, boom...... The roar of more than a dozen tiger squatting cannons shot out countless projectiles, sweeping across the wide front, and in countless screams and wails, it also ended Jiannu's attack.

Nurhachi looked at the defeated armored soldiers, his face was expressionless, neither angry nor scolding.

At this point, he finally understood that Amin's defeat at Fort Arthur was not incompetent.

In the face of the deep ditch barriers, under the blows of a large number of sharp firearms, what is good at cavalry archery, what hand-to-hand combat is fierce, what cavalry field combat, all are useless.

The combat power of the Ming army is obviously much stronger than when attacking Guangning, not only in terms of weapons and equipment, but also in a very orderly manner.

In Nurhachi's impression, the rate of firearms and equipment of the Ming army was indeed very high. But after he raised troops against the Ming, he won many battles, and only Guangning was a setback.

On the one hand, the quality of firearms is a problem, and the Ming soldiers who use firearms are even more problematic.

The main reason was that the fear was deep-rooted, and the musketeers of the Ming army often opened fire before the Later Jin army entered the effective firing range.

And this was taken advantage of by the Later Jin army, first luring the Ming musketeers to shoot, and then taking advantage of the gap in the filling and reloading, to launch a rapid onslaught.

But what Nurhachi saw was a calm and neat array of muskets, and before the sound of the swan, few of the Ming musketeers fired alone due to panic and nervousness.

An army with strict orders, officers and soldiers who obeyed the command and were not afraid of the enemy's fear, shocked Nurhachi and gave rise to great vigilance.

Xiong Tingbi not only had a strategic vision, but was also known for his strict management of the army, and offended many military leaders when he was in charge of Liaodong. Nurhachi understands this, and also regards Xiong Tingbi as a great enemy.

But Nurhachi also has his own analysis and judgment on this, that is, an official like Xiong Tingbi, no matter what his ability is, is not welcomed. I can't stay in Liaodong for a long time, and I can't play my full strength.

But the facts surprised and stunned Nurhachi, Xiong Tingbi not only had a stable position, but also seemed to have been favored and relied on by the emperor, and was granted full powers, so that he could govern Liaodong without hindering it.

Employing people without suspicion, knowing people well? Nurhachi couldn't figure it out, even if the emperor was an understanding person, what about the civil officials in the court who were not enough to succeed and more than to lose? What about the party struggle that attacks each other, and the inefficient court dispute?

In the military strikes of the past year, Houjin has indeed lost a lot, but it is not a broken muscle. It's just that Xiong Tingbi is in Liaoxi, and Yuan Keli is in Dengzhou, but Nurha is more and more red like a thorn in his back.

The horn sounded and whimpered, and it was Mang Gurtai, who was in command in front, who gave the order to attack again.

In order to avoid the Hongyi cannons on Ningyuan City, Nurhachi also had to accept the desperate advice of the generals and command the battle in the back.

Due to the distance, the commander of the front-line attack fell on Mang Gurtai.

The offense has already been put on a posture, and no need for any resourcefulness and strategy, courage is enough. And Mang Gurtai is also a battle-hardened battle, and there is nothing uneasy about it.

Sure enough, Mang Gurtai held an iron shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand, and rushed forward on his horse. Under the threat of his roar, the defeated armor soldiers readjusted and turned around and rushed forward again.

"Attack, charge, can't stop." Mang Gurtai's eyes were as wide as brass bells, and his face was full of fierce roars, even he knew that the artillery could not fire continuously, but the guys were frightened.

Derge rushed up with a bull, which was both a living force and a battle commander. At this time, either he or Mang Gurtai must have a banner to boost morale.

The officers' battle losses were staggering, and several Niu Lu were really killed or wounded. Derge had some premonitions in his heart, but this was not the time for the Jianzhou warriors to cower.

A roar sounded, and under the countless shining fires, thick white smoke suddenly rose behind the Ming military fortifications, and hundreds of projectiles flew out with a roar, shooting at the re-attacking enemy.

Due to its bulkiness, the heavy arquebus did not provide sufficient and flexible firepower for the infantry, which was an important reason why it was eventually eliminated.

But its power is undeniable, and no armor that anyone can wear can resist its powerful kinetic energy. Even in the records, heavy arquebuses were often able to kill several men or horses with a single shot.

Moreover, heavy arquebuses can also cause effective damage to the car, one shot does not work, two shots or three shots. The lead bullet that pierces the wooden plank of the car will also have a certain lethality to the people behind.

The fortifications of the Ming army are still somewhat three-dimensional, behind the wooden pile array is a not too wide barrier trench, and more than 30 meters are two chest wall trenches 20 meters apart, in the form of a ladder from low to high.

Tactical play does not have to be improved after actual combat, and offensive and defensive drills can also find shortcomings, or improve the original system to have a greater lethal effect.