On the school grounds, flags are like forests, and strong winds blow, bringing the sound of countless hunting, which converge into a strong sound like a sea tide.

Chen Wang sat on the high platform, his eyes cast in the direction of the artillery team.

Twenty-two three-pound cannons, seven five-catty cannons, and two seven-catty cannons were lined up, all of which had been erected.

The artillerymen next to the artillery were methodically calibrating at this time.

Zhang Ling's seat was placed on Chen Wang's right side.

Zhang Ling is no stranger to artillery, he has already fought old battles.

From small tiger squat cannons that can be carried by one person, to giant Hongyi cannons that require more than a dozen war horses to drag, and artillery pieces of various shapes, Zhang Ling didn't dare to say that he knew them all, but there was absolutely no problem in recognizing seventy or eighty percent of the artillery.

But the guns that are now placed in the school yard are strange, whether it is a towing carriage for towing artillery or a gun carriage for erecting artillery.

The guns placed on top of the strange-looking gun carriage were vaguely recognizable, and they looked very similar to the shape of the Hongyi cannon, but with some changes.

Zhang Ling was puzzled, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to ask the doubts in his heart.

"The artillery under Chen Shuai's command seems to be very different from the artillery used in other camps and towns, these cannons seem to be the same kind of artillery, they look like Hongyi cannons, but they don't look like Hongyi cannons, I wonder if Chen Shuai can show me what kind of artillery this is?"

The Hongyi cannon equipped with the Ming army today is an imitation of the European naval gun, that is, the breech cannon with a long barrel and a spindle-shaped structure.

In fact, the artillery made by Bo Jue also belongs to the breech cannon, but on the original basis, Bo Jue changed the casting process, making it lighter and have a longer range.

At the same time, because of Chen Wang, the artillery in the army is now equipped with gun mounts and tractors used by French artillery during the Napoleonic Wars in the nineteenth century.

In order to adapt to the new gun carriage and tractor, the shape of the gun was naturally changed.

"General Zhang's eyes are like torches, these cannons actually still belong to the category of Hongyi artillery, but they are just for the right time to fight, so the appearance and shape have changed."

Chen Wang smiled and explained for Zhang Ling.

"Whether it's against the rogues or the northern captives, artillery is crucial."

"Most of the Hongyi cannons used in Liaodong are city defense guns, which are erected on top of the city wall, although they are powerful and have a very long range, but the cannon body is heavy and difficult to turn, so they can only be used for city defense."

"Jiannu used Hongyi cannons as siege weapons, and after the siege of the city, they pulled large-caliber Hongyi cannons to the city and urged the city to break the walls."

"These are indeed the two methods used by the Red Cannon."

Chen Wang raised his hand, pointed to the artillery position below, and said.

"But I think the Red Cannon can be used not only for defending and besieging cities, but also for field battles."

"In addition to ambushes, the field battle against the enemy is mostly a frontal duel, with thousands of people marching forward in formation, arranging military formations to strangle each other."

"Husband, courage."

"As soon as the Hongyi cannon goes down, it can penetrate for a while, like ploughing, causing the enemy to be terrified, and you should have seen the battle of Baitu Pass, right?"

Zhang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind was brought into it because of Chen Wang's words, and he remembered the battle of Baitu Pass not long ago.

Dozens of artillery pieces on the wall opened fire in unison, and the shells smashed into the large array of rogues, and the morale of those rogues who were originally as powerful as the sun and the sky was amazing fell to the bottom in an instant.

Ma Yuanshan and Ma Yuying, who were sitting on Chen Wang's left, also frowned and fell into deep thought.

In the battle of Baitu Pass, they naturally also saw the scene of artillery contributions.

Put yourself in their shoes, if their leading army was attacked by artillery, I am afraid that the army under their command would not perform much better than those rogues.

"If the Hongyi cannon can be used in field warfare, it can indeed be of great use, but the Hongyi cannon is not convenient for transportation and transfer, but Chen Shuai has not encountered this problem, it is not in Chen Shuai's mouth

Said gun carriage and tractor solve this problem?"

Zhang Ling shifted his gaze and looked at the school field, he knew about the gun carriage, but he had never heard of the "tractor" that Chen Wang said.

"Exactly."

Chen Wang did not shy away from it, and nodded straightforwardly.

"Mr. Zhang and two other guerrillas should have seen it, those war horses pulled the wheels behind them, and the traction body was a group of large wheels, which were directly dragged by the war horses."

"The gun carriage I designed only needs to lift the part of the rear that supports the ground, and it can be directly mounted on the tractor, so that the gun can be easily dragged and transported by the war horse."

Whether it is the design of the gun carriage or the tractor, it is the configuration and design of the French team during the Napoleonic Wars.

These configurations and designs are the products of countless skilled craftsmen, a lot of time precipitation, and actual combat testing.

The time of the Napoleonic Wars was already the beginning of the XIX century.

It was only the middle of the seventeenth century, and there was a gap of nearly two hundred years between the two.

Zhang Ling only thought about it for a moment, and he already felt the subtlety of the design, and couldn't help but admire.

"Chen Shuai has learned so much, and it is really admirable that he can come up with such an ingenious design."

Chen Wang smiled indifferently and accepted Zhang Ling's praise.

"Let's watch the martial arts first."

Chen Wang raised his hand, he came to the school field today to naturally not come to chat.

As Chen Wang's military order was issued, the flag on the high platform shook in response, and then a low horn sounded on the school ground.

The sound of the trumpet stopped, and the next moment the thunderous drum beat resounded over the school field.

More than 3,000 soldiers in three formations responded to the flags in unison, and countless flags flew on the vast school field for a time, reflecting each other.

The first to go out was the Sichuan soldiers standing in the northernmost part, the main barracks under Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling's Jiading cavalry went out first, galloping back and forth, showing their ability to fight on horseback.

Even with Chen Wang's vision, the Jiading cavalry under Zhang Ling's command can all be called elite, and it is not an exaggeration to compare with the elite Jiading of the generals and schools in various towns in Liaodong.

Then the follow-up infantry lined up, and they practiced the most commonly used three-stage attack among the southern soldiers, and finally the technique of spear formation, sword and shield coordination, alternating far and near, and using bows and guns together.

In terms of martial arts performance alone, it can indeed be called elite.

Ma Yuanshan and Ma Yuying, who were sitting on the side, also recognized it at this time, and the main barracks under Zhang Ling were indeed elite divisions.

After the Sichuan soldiers' military exercises, they returned to their original standing positions, and then came out of the formation of the native soldiers who were in the second formation.

The local soldiers on the school field are all infantry, and the drill is not a grand formation, but a small formation similar to the Mandarin Duck Formation, and then a large formation formed by the small formation.

Chen Wang's eyes were slightly condensed, the layman looked at the lively, and the insider looked at the doorway.

The combined attack formations of these local soldiers are obviously the tactics that are applied to mountain warfare and are adopted on sloping mountain roads.

The short bow they were holding was not far away, but the rate of fire was extremely fast.

There is a reason why the Tujia Bizka can occupy such a vast area and stabilize the southwest as a pillar stone in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

Chen Wang's eyes turned, silently passing over Ma Yuanshan and Ma Yuying's bodies.

The imperial court recruited and transferred native soldiers to fight, generally directly paid the general's salary to the local Tusi at one time, and then the Tusi recruited soldiers to fight on their own, and the treatment of the native soldiers was similar to that of the ordinary Ming army.

However, on top of the appropriation of military reserves, the imperial court had very serious restrictions on native soldiers.

Most of the Ming Dynasty officials were quite contemptuous of the native soldiers, treating them as consumables, and they also had a contemptuous attitude towards the generals and colonels of the native soldiers.

Of course, the local civilian officials also have a contemptuous attitude towards ordinary generals, military attachés and soldiers, but this contempt is even more contemptuous for the native soldiers.

Chen Wang felt that maybe he could

Start with these two points.

Under the rotation of his mind, Chen Wang also had preliminary arrangements for the follow-up.

"Tick ————"

A shrill and piercing horn interrupted Chen Wang's thoughts.

Chen Wang lowered his head slightly, looking at the newly formed infantry thousand headquarters under his command on the school field under the stage.

This newly organized 1,000 infantry headquarters is all composed of veterans, and this is also the only 1,000 headquarters among the five thousand headquarters of the main barracks under Chen Wang's command that are all composed of veterans.

All the pointed iron helmets, all the cloth iron armor, all the ring iron arm armor, all the sea oaths wearing sleeve spikes.

With the beating of the step drum, the soldiers of the Hanzhong Army of the Eighth Bureau marched forward in unison, and the eight army formations advanced, four in front and four in the back.

There are about 120 soldiers in each formation, and there are four rows in each formation, and more than 30 people in each array.

Chen Wang's eyes were fixed on the troops on the school field that were slowly marching with the sound of foot drums.

The headquarters of the thousand units under his command are uniformly equipped with sleeve-type spurs, and adopt new training methods, which can be called line infantry.

The line was arranged for the purpose of exerting the heaviest firepower, and the line infantry was the mainstream after the popularization of flintlock pistols.

Infantry arranged in loose formations, although able to find cover, were relatively flexible.

But the loose infantry was vulnerable to the cavalry and could not hold the position.

Only by forming in groups can the infantry be able to cope with the attacks and charges of the local cavalry.

"Tick ————"

The shrill horn sounded again, and the drums stopped.

On the school field, the soldiers of the eight Hanzhong Army stopped together.

At the moment when the four Hanzhong army soldiers in the front stopped, all the soldiers in the first row knelt on the ground and raised the sea oath in their hands forward.

Then the next three columns of gunners were staggered and stood apart, and the gunners of the four rounds, nearly 500 sea oaths pointed in unison.

The cold glow of the bayonet was reflected in the military formation, and on the high platform, all the observing generals and colonels were subconsciously holding their breath and concentrating, and they were moved by it.

"True Tiger and Wolf Master!"

Zhang Ling was shocked in his heart, the army under Chen Wang's command was forbidden to carry out the order without dragging mud and water, but this hand was already more elite than the regular soldiers under his command.

When everything was silent, a sharp swan sound was like a boulder crashing into a calm pool, stirring up countless waves.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!!"

The school field was filled with gunsmoke, and the deafening sound of the gun was overwhelming in an instant.

The orange-red flames shot from the platoon were dazzling, as terrifying as the flames spewed out by a fire dragon.

Thick white gunpowder smoke rose up, and in an instant, it had already obscured the entire front.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!!"

The sound of the gun was endless, the roar was like thunder, and then it sounded again.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the firelight in front of the battle became one piece.

A group of soldiers of the Hanzhong army who performed martial arts, they were armed with the latest sea oath guns, and these sea oath guns were all flintlock pistols that had been improved by Bo Jue.

After a long period of training, they are extremely familiar with everything about loading, and they mechanically reload the guns in their hands without the slightest panic.

The use of fixed cartridge ammunition makes them load and fire much faster.

The four columns of gunners fired at each other, and there was no mess in the slightest.

The explosion of the gun rang out for a total of twelve rounds before it finally stopped.

On the high platform, Zhang Ling, Ma Yuanshan and Ma Yuying all looked solemn, staring at the eight formations of Hanzhong soldiers on the school ground.

Twelve gunshots, each with no more than a few breaths in between, knew exactly what it meant.

And most importantly, the guns are against each other

Close together, extremely tightly arranged.

One can imagine what kind of blow someone would suffer if they dared to face the impact array.

By the time the smoke cleared, more than 1,000 soldiers of the Hanzhong Army had already finished their military exercises.

These twelve bursts of gunfire were enough to declare force, and Chen Wang didn't think about showing the rest of the tactics in one go.

With the sound of the horn, more than 1,000 soldiers of the Hanzhong army retreated into their own positions.

Most of the people have not yet recovered from the shock, but the Hanzhong army artillery on the school field is already busy.

More than 160 artillerymen stood next to the 31 guns.

They had already finished loading the artillery, and all the artillery was ready for the next step.

With the wave of the command flag, the thirty-one artillery pieces let out their own roars one after another.

If the sound of the platoon was like thunder before, then the sound of these more than 30 guns firing in unison can only be described as a landslide earthquake.

Thirty-one shells flew hundreds of paces away, smashing the wooden target building that had been erected not long ago on the east side of the school yard.

It was the same with three salvos, and by the time the smoke cleared and the gunfire stopped, the ground in the east of the entire school field was already a mess.

The originally solid loess soil was plowed out of the tunnels, and there were many small potholes smashed by the shells.

Everything was calm again, and there was silence on the school grounds, but there was no way to restore peace to everyone's minds.