"Brother, what is this Verdun?"

"Is it the name of a weapon?"

Lao Zhu looked at the unfamiliar term on the rice paper and asked the question that everyone else wanted to ask.

Desert Storm, they can still understand the literal meaning, the storm in the desert.

But this Verdun.

Fan, Er, Deng, it's true that every word can be understood when taken apart, but when put together, I don't understand the fart.

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and shook his head slightly.

"Immortal Master, since it is not the name of the weapon, do these two terms have anything to do with the development of the weapon?"

Old Zhu Di took a deep breath and asked.

As a good warlike son of heaven, he has personally experienced the powerful combat power brought by firearms, and Lao Zhu Di has always cared about weapons.

After all, the Shenji Battalion, the world's first pure firearms unit, was established by Lao Zhu Di.

"I've only heard of Versailles, and I don't know if it has anything to do with this Verdun."

Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao, who is proficient in six foreign languages, smiled at this time.

Of course, in Zhu Houzhao's time, the Versailles of the Gallic rooster had not yet been established, and this should have been learned from other translations.

"I've heard it too!"

Before he could grow up, Zhu Houzhao, a young man from Hongzhi Time and Space who was buried in the crowd, also came out and spoke repeatedly, for fear that others would not know that he also knew.

Everyone's eyes are looking towards these two conspicuous bags, one big and one small.

"You don't have to be confused and ask, the immortal master will give an explanation, please keep quiet and listen to the immortal master's teachings."

Ah Biao got up and glanced at the others, and said a word.

Then he sat upright in his seat and straightened up, which is what a good student should look like in class.

The other princes of heaven also shut up immediately, although Ah Biao was not their direct ancestor.

But after all, Ah Biao's seniority is there, there is a grandfather cover, his academic performance is there, and there is an immortal master, which provokes Ah Biao to escape a mace and a punishment for copying books.

There are people up there, and it's not okay if you don't accept it.

The courtiers on both sides of the main hall, such as Liu Bowen and others, were also staring at the direction of the podium, waiting for the words of the immortal master.

Of course, as the established cabinet chiefs and assistants, as the emperor's confidential secretaries, they also had to take notes for their respective bosses to review after class while attending the lectures.

As for Zhang Juzheng, who has just entered the school, after half a cup of tea time to adapt, he has begun to initially accept this outrageous fact.

After all, he is known as the first minister of the Ming Dynasty, and he still has the ability to quickly adapt to the new environment.

And his boss hasn't enrolled in school yet, so he doesn't have to take notes.

It doesn't seem to be a dream, I'm in a great place. ’

"The one who drank the order just now should be Emperor Taizu Gao, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, and there are many people with similar faces, so this seat is arranged in order......

Zhang Juzheng carefully observed the layout of the tables and chairs, observed everyone, and had a rough identification of these people in his heart, and the more he analyzed, the more frightened he felt.

Take a deep breath.

Then, Zhang Juzheng didn't think deeply about what was going on, and he couldn't figure it out anyway, so he decided to listen to the immortal master on the mahogany podium first.

'World weapons development. ’

I hadn't really thought about it before. ’

It's not just that Zhang Juzheng didn't think about it, but in fact, the ministers who ruled the country before modern times rarely focused on the development of military weapons.

In their opinion, the most important thing is to train a good general.

As for weapons, they are nothing more than swords, halberds, axes, and axes, and they usually need to sharpen their knives quickly.

For example, in Zhang Juzheng's heart, Qi Jiguang is the new star in the military world that he will focus on cultivating in the future.

When Yan Song fell, the entire Yan Party was liquidated, Hu Zongxian was naturally one of them, and Qi Jiguang, as Hu Zongxian's descendant general, should have suffered with Hu Zongxian.

It was Zhang Juzheng who found Xu Jie, and took action to protect Qi Jiguang, not only did not liquidate Qi Jiguang, but also promoted Qi Jiguang.

Of course, the relationship between Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang is not as pure as later generations imagined, and there must be mutual appreciation for each other, but there is more of a transfer of interests.

Not to mention anything else, the snowflake silver that Mr. Qi gave to Zhang Shuaige can at least fill a big pickup truck.

On the podium.

Ji Boying lost one-handed behind him.

Facing the doubts in everyone's eyes, he spoke lightly.

"The development of weapons can be divided into four stages."

The words fell into the heavens, and they all straightened their waists, frowned tightly, and did not let go of a word.

Especially Jiajing Immortal, he listened very carefully in this class.

He always remembered what his master said to him: Extend the kingdom to five hundred years, and you can obtain the method of immortality.

For this reason, Jiajing Immortal has made up his mind to catch up with Hongwu in terms of results, crush Yongle, and become the first man to reach the top of five hundred.

"The age of cold weapons, the age of hot weapons, the age of mechanization, and the age of information."

Ji Boying's words just came out.

The princes of the Son of Heaven, who were still listening carefully, changed their faces in an instant, and their eyes were full of question marks.

They want to listen carefully, and they do, but they don't understand at all!

They can understand the era of cold weapons, that is, they are carrying knives to cut each other, and the current Ming Dynasty is actually in the era of cold weapons.

And hot weapons can barely understand, after all, Daming has had firearms for many years.

But what is mechanization? What is informatization?

"Immortal Master, what does this mechanization mean?"

Emperor Xuande was the first to hold back and asked.

His question has just been spoken.

Tianshun blackened Zhu Qizhen, who had a wound on his shoulder (he took the Zhang brothers who were stabbed with a golden dagger), glanced at Emperor Xuande at this time, and spoke out rarely.

"I think it should be a firearm variant similar to the Mohist technique."

This is a word.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

If you explain it from this point of view, then you can understand this mechanization!

Suddenly, the eyes of the others looking at the Tianshun Fort Sect were instantly different, they didn't expect this crazy criticism to have such understanding.

The Orthodox Castle Sect, which was buried on the table from beginning to end, and his head had not completely been swollen, subconsciously looked at himself in Tianshun time and space, and couldn't help but wonder, can it still improve his IQ if he becomes a crazy critic?

Facing everyone's surprised eyes, Tianshun Zhu Qizhen looked calm, without sorrow or joy, like a Buddha.

Mind and Buddhism Tibetan Mind Study, all of them are in the state of mind, in fact, there are many commonalities between the two, and the blackened Zhu Qizhen is obviously influenced by the mind, and the heart is like stopping water.

"Well, that's a good answer."

On the podium, Ji Boying was also surprised.

He didn't expect that the blackened Zhu Qizhen could answer such a question.

"Then the immortal master, what is informatization?"

Xiao Zhu Si then asked.

If they can barely understand mechanization on the basis of referring to the Mohist mechanism, then this informatization really can't understand a word.

"There's no need to rush."

Ji Boying swept through everyone.

"Let's take a look at them one by one."

As Ji Boying's voice fell.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed in an instant.

Lao Zhu, who was sitting on the side of the podium, immediately stood up.

Entering the illusion realm, it is still comfortable to stand and watch what is coming, and the same is true for other princes of heaven.

This is the result of many times of practice.

The ministers on both sides had already experienced the illusion before, and they didn't have any special reactions to the change in scenery, only Zhang Juzheng almost bounced up from the chair in shock, and it was Zhang Xuan next to him who gave him a silent gesture, which stabilized his mind.

"I won't explain too much in the era of cold weapons."

"Let's look first, the initial era of thermal weapons."

The immortal master's words fell, and everyone looked around at the surrounding scenery.

Here, it is a vast grassland.

More precisely, a grassland that has been completely reduced to a battlefield.

The wind blows the grass low, and the sound is cold and killing.

"Here it is..."

"Hulan suddenly lost temperature!"

Old Zhu Di's eyes lit up, and he recognized it just by looking at it, this was the main battlefield of his second northern expedition to Mongolia and the decisive battle with the Warat army!

Zhu Laosi and Xiao Zhu Si both had bright eyes.

Lao Zhu also looked slightly condensed, and suddenly became interested, he didn't expect to eat melons and eat his own Ming army.

"Grandpa, I saw you!"

Yongle Xiaozhu smiled and walked to the side of a jujube red horse, and the person sitting on this horse was the old Zhu Di of Yongle for 12 years, wearing armor and holding a knife, so powerful.

"Yes, there is a bit of a gesture of ours."

Lao Zhu nodded.

Old Zhu Di hurriedly smiled.

"It's not as good as Dad, it's not as good as Dad."

"Charged!"

Suddenly, Xiao Zhu Si shouted, with a bit of excitement in his words.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves roared.

Everyone's eyes were on the Mongolian heavy cavalry that was rushing swiftly and rapidly.

…………… (Beginning) ............

At the top of the hillside, tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry then swooped down and rushed towards the main force of the Ming army.

However, the Ming army formation did not move at all.

Until the Mongolian cavalry was a certain distance away from the Ming army, the Shenji campfire at the forefront fired a salvo.

The iron cavalry charge, which was still unstoppable in the last second, fell to the ground in a large area under several rounds of salvos from the Shenji Battalion.

The remaining Mongolian iron cavalry, in a panic, was at a very fast speed, divided into left and right raids, and began to attack the left and right flanks of the Ming army.

The left and right flanks of the Ming army soon fell into scorching.

However, when the Shenji battalion rushed to the left and right, with the sound of the fire unification, the cavalry took advantage of the momentum to chase the battle, and the Mongolian cavalry that rushed to kill the left and right flanks of the Ming army was also instantly defeated, and the whole line was defeated.

…………… (Stop)............

The entire battlefield is played in a way that accelerates and jumps the focus.

When the picture stopped, Lao Zhu Di's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

Seven years have passed.

Compared to sitting on the dragon chair in the Forbidden City, he still likes the feeling of straddle the horse and gallop on the battlefield.

'Expedition to the North! ’

'This time I go back, I must go north!' ’

Old Zhu Di made up his mind in his heart.

"What do you see from that?"

Ji Boying swept over the people who had all stood up and asked with a word.

"Facing the Mongolian iron cavalry head-on with positional warfare, the power of firearms can be seen at a glance."

Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao said excitedly.

Among the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, except for Lao Zhu and Zhu Di, none of them can compare to Zhu Houzhao, the emperor of Wuzong, in terms of knowing and commanding troops and controlling the battlefield.

Since Zhu Di, Zhu Houzhao is also the only one who personally led the army to fight against the Mongols.

As for Zhu Zhanji's pro-conquest to quell the rebellion, the first battle was not Mongolia, and the second was actually not a big battle, and the technical content was not high, and it was not at the same level as Zhengde's Yingzhou victory.

"At this time, the Ming Dynasty, whether it is the power of firearms or the tactics of firearms, is at the top of the world."

"If we vigorously develop firearms for a hundred years, the Ming Dynasty will continue to occupy the top of the world's firearms, and northern Mongolia will no longer be a scourge."

These Tartars in the northern steppes are proud to be the descendants of Genghis Khan's golden family, and they rely on the war horses under them and the cavalry that is as fast as the wind.

And the firearms only need to be developed to easy bursts, plus some portable light artillery, it is enough to make these Mongol cavalry completely GG.

Under the suppression of powerful firepower, the Jianzhou Jurchens in the future have no possibility of rising.

Therefore, from the very beginning, Da Ming set the wrong direction.

Instead of always looking to the north, we should always look at the boundless sea.

Ji Boying continued.

"But in the end, when the Ming Dynasty fell, the Ming Dynasty's firearms did not improve much."

The eyes are mainly on these sons of heaven in the middle of the Ming Dynasty.

In the final analysis, since the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the national level has not cared about the combat power of the army, this is the imprisonment of thinking, and if you do not join the Age of Discovery, you will never know the changes in the world.

Lao Zhu took a deep breath and glanced at his own group of grandchildren.

"After you go back, you must follow the words of the immortal master and vigorously develop the Tiangong Academy, if anyone dares to cut corners, we will smash you on the top of the head with a stick!"

Holding the mace tightly in his hand, Lao Zhu inflicted 10,000 points of deterrent damage on the princes of heaven.

"Yes, Father!"

"Grandson obeys the orders of the emperor's grandfather!"

"Follow the will of the great grandfather!"

“………………”

These heavens, all of them are busy saluting.

After such a period of time in class and getting along, they have all understood the character of this grandfather.

That's definitely the master who does what he says, and he will smash you when he says it, and there is no ambiguity at all.

"Immortal Master, this is the era of hot weapons, what is the era of mechanization?"

Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao looked excited.

Old Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and Little Zhu Si, these three militants also have expectations in their eyes.

Their instincts tell them that it's beyond their imagination.

"Brother, what kind of war is it in the mechanized era?"

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, and then swept over the princes of the Son of Heaven, and his eyes swept over the courtiers who were standing outside in a circle, and the eyes of these people were also full of doubts and expectations.

"Next, hold your breath."

"What you are about to see is a positional war in which both sides invested more than two million troops at the cost of millions of casualties, known in history as the Verdun meat grinder, and it was also the beginning of mechanized warfare."

The voice fell.

Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously spoke.

"Impossible!"

Lao Zhu Di continued.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Zhu Laosi frowned even more.

"Immortal Master, I don't believe it."

For Lao Zhu's father and son, Ji Boying was not angry.

Only with a spirit of skepticism can we make progress.

Looking at the other princes of heaven, although none of these people spoke, they generally had the same views as Lao Zhu and the others.

Including the outside circle, such as Wang Yangming, Yu Qian and several other ministers who knew the soldiers, their eyes were also full of disbelief.

"What about you?"

Ji Boying looked at Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.

"Immortal Master, this..."

Zhengde Zhu Houzhao smiled and rubbed his hands.

"Actually, I don't believe it."

The reason why I said this is because Zhu Houzhao judged it based on his own factual experience.

First of all, the two million men were positional warfare, not a surprise attack or encirclement, but a head-on battle between the two sides.

From Zhu Houzhao's point of view, this is very similar to the Yingzhou victory he personally commanded back then, and he subconsciously recalled the battle that year.

A total of more than 100,000 people on both sides frantically slashed outside Yingzhou, from morning to night, the sky was dark, and the blood flowed like a river, and the scene was extremely bloody and tragic.

But even if it was such a cut, when the casualties on both sides were nearly 10,000, that is, when the battle losses were almost more than 10%, the army could not hold on.

In the end, the little Mongolian prince couldn't bear the battle damage, and was afraid that the army would collapse, so he took the lead in withdrawing, which led to the great victory in Yingzhou.

In fact, if the little prince didn't withdraw first, Zhu Houzhao would have already planned to withdraw, because he also felt that his army was on the verge of the limit, and if he continued to fight, it would collapse.

After all, an early retreat and the collapse of the army are two completely different concepts, one is defeat and the other is a rout, and the losses are completely on two levels.

"One or two casualties can bring an army to the brink of collapse, and the casualties are as high as fifty percent..."

"That's an exaggeration."

Zhengde Zhu Houzhao truthfully said his thoughts.

Ji Boying smiled slightly.

"This is the limit of your thinking."

"Sitting in a well and watching the sky, how can you know the vastness of the sky."

"The first thing you have to do is to open your eyes and take a good look at the sky above your heads."

The voice fell.

Everyone subconsciously looked up.

It was also at this moment.

The surrounding scene changes in an instant.

Boom Boom...!

The earth-shattering sound of artillery bombardment fell into everyone's ears in an instant.

Everyone was shocked.

As the last days come, the sky is dark.

Countless streams of fire interacted in the sky, and a rainstorm of cannonballs fell and exploded around everyone.

In the past, on the battlefield of cold weapons, the more ruthless thing was to cut off a head, and no matter how miserable it was, it was a big dismantling.

But at this moment, in the eyes of these princes of heaven, as far as the eye can see, there is splashing and minced meat.

One second it was a complete person, and the next second there were only a few hairs left.

What kind of purgatory on earth is this TMD?!

"Convinced?"

(End of chapter)