Chapter 1607 Steady
Zhou Wenyu gave advice to the country, but he showed his face in front of the civil and military officials of Jizhen as an outsider. He thought that after returning to western Liaoning for a while, Yuan Chonghuan would also praise him greatly.
He was in a good mood because he lived near the closing door, and there were very few families. After the merchant army approached, the army gathered, and a small number of residents had already run away without a trace... After Zhou Wenyu returned to his residence, he had only his servants to serve his daily life. He was bored when he sat down, so he simply wrote a note and asked someone to run to the town thirty miles away to bring a prostitute back. He was just a local prostitute and could not play and sing at all. Zhou Wenyu had to go to bed early with the woman. Fortunately, he was venting the fire, and it was better than being bored by himself.
He woke up at dawn. The prostitute didn't know that Zhou Wenyu was an official. After dawn, he noticed the official robe and plain silver belt hanging on the wall, and was even more careless... The dynasty originally strictly prohibited officials from doing this, but now the laws and regulations are abolished, Qian Qianyi can openly marry Liu Rushi as his concubine. Although it happened more than ten years later, the current trend is generally so that Zhou Wenyu is a military official, and no one will pay attention to his affairs.
"You don't leave here today." Zhou Wenyu got up and put on his clothes and smiled, "Stop calling you again in the evening, you have to run dozens of miles over again."
"I don't dare." The prostitute covered her face and smiled: "This place is too close to the closing gate. I heard that there are troops outside that want to break in, so it's better to hide away."
Zhou Wenyu said: "Are you afraid?"
"Why aren't you afraid?" said the Zheng family: "The people who are close to you are almost running away. I thought that the army is gathering now, there are many officials and generals, and they have money, and they can earn more, so I took the risk of staying. It happened to meet an adult, which is also a blessing for me."
Zhou Wenyu laughed when he heard this, and couldn't help but make a few jokes, and finally said seriously: "You don't have to be afraid, the Hutchison Merchants Army is just a silver-like gun tip, which is useless..."
The prostitute opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.
Jizhen was originally an important place for Hutchison exports. It was too far from Datong to Liaodong. So when Hutchison was still trading a lot with the Donglu in the past few years, several important passes in Jizhen also bought guards, and a large amount of supplies were sent to the carriages and horses to export continuously from Jizhen. This way, the journey would be much closer and save time and expenses.
The great figures in Ji Town did not know about the scenery and hidden strength of the Hutchison Convoy, but the people of the people knew it very well, even earlier than they knew it.
When she heard the fat white official say that he was not afraid of memorials and was just a false air, the prostitute didn't believe it very much, but she couldn't argue with an official, so she had to respond vaguely.
Zhou Wenyu was unhappy when he saw this and wanted to say something else. At this time, he suddenly heard a loud bang.
The prostitute said wonder: "It's bright and it's winter again, why does it suddenly thunder?"
Zhou Wenyu knew something was wrong, thinking that he was firing a cannon on the closing door? He pushed open the wooden window and looked at the closing door, but there was no smoke of gunpowder rising... He was confused in his heart, and then he heard another loud noise. This time, he could see clearly that an iron bullet roared and hit the city tower at the city gate. After the cannon, there was another loud noise of the iron bullet hitting the city tower. With the loud crackling sound, half of the city tower collapsed and hit several soldiers inside. It was obviously difficult to survive. More Ji Town soldiers were frightened and crowded around the city tower.
Zhou Wenyu actually felt the power of this giant cannon. On that day, the Eight Banners soldiers attacked Ningyuan and also set off red barbarian cannons at the top of Ningyuan City. The sound of cannons rang out not far away. When they set off, the flames splattered and shook the earth, and their power was better than thunder. But at that time, he was watching the cannons bombarding the city, and he felt that they were only happy and had no fear. This was normal. The weapon was in his hand, but he was killing the enemy, but what was he afraid of?
At this time, artillery bombarded from the outside to the inside, but it was hitting its own side, which felt like it was reversed.
Zhou Wenyu lay in front of the window for a short while, the shells had flew over one after another, and the sound of bombardment was endless, just like thunders after another hitting the ears. The shells kept roaring and almost dazzled. Outside the city walls, whether it was the Iron Gate Pass, the Water Gate Pass, or the ordinary enemy platform, were bombarded everywhere. The shells kept hitting the doors, splashing the bricks and stones that were bombarding everywhere. It was really rocks burst into the sky and its power was terrifying.
When the cannon sounded, many generals and soldiers ran to the city wall. Later, they were bombarded by artillery and could not raise their heads. The casualties were quite serious. In less than ten minutes, at least 300 shells fell near the closing gate. No one dared to stand on the head of the city. The dead bodies were hit by shells or large pieces of broken bricks and stones. They were either killed or seriously injured. All the guards had retreated. Even though there were wounded people in the city wailing and groaning, no one paid attention to them.
"Why is it so dense and fast?" Zhou Wenyu was frightened and could hardly control himself. His fat body kept trembling, and an indescribable fear hit his heart.
Such powerful shells, such dense and accurate firing points, and of course, extremely fast firing speeds, all these things make him feel unimaginable. People are afraid of unknown things, let alone the artillery fire is coming now.
As the flag plaque officer of the Supreme Commander of a war zone, Zhou Wenyu saw the most artillery were the Folang aircraft, general artillery, and many old-fashioned artillery made by the Ming army. The gun mounts and the gun body were heavy, the installation and transportation were difficult, and the power was very small. With the Red Cannon, the power was great, but it was even more difficult to transport and use for field battles. It could only be used to defend the city. A cannon weighed at least 5,000 kilograms, and the transfer was too difficult, and even the adjustment was relatively slow when it was fired. In fact, it was common to use giant cannons at sea, but the impact force and buffering of the cannon bodies and the shells were fired. These problems were not solved by the Ming army, so they used cannons more slowly and difficult. The Ming army did not have any problems.
The copper cannons that were easy to fight in the field like Napoleon's artillery were developed. The cannons were too heavy and clumsy. In addition, they regarded artillery as a military and national weapon. Although they did not give them various generals like Kangxi, they were not wrong to regard them as treasures. Treating weapons as treasures was kept and cared for, which was also a reflection of the weak national strength of the Ming Dynasty. Of course, the cannons that were cast must be carefully protected and must not be used at will, resulting in unpredictable consequences. Therefore, the Ming army's gunners did not have much training and restraint, and secondly, they lacked sufficient experience in using firearms. Cannons were not able to be fired as long as they wanted. Thirdly, the shells and gunpowder were insufficient, and the quality of these materials was also inconsistent, making it difficult to absorb sufficient experience.
However, the artillery of the Shang regiment army was sufficiently trained and the shells and powder was unlimited. When they were in Lizhuang, they could hear the sound of cannon gunners carrying cannons almost every day, and they could also hear the sound of loading. The artillery bombardment and target shooting training is once every two or three days. Many artillery was cast without going to the battlefield once every time, and was directly damaged during training and then recast.
Zhang Han’s philosophy is to train more in daily life and bleed less during wartime.
How to build elite soldiers? Only military discipline is obviously useless. Only strong armor and powerful soldiers can train each army to the extreme. Only such an army can be called elite.
Amid the sound of cannons, a Qianmai of Ji Town was ordered to come. At this time, a shell landed not far away. The bombardment smashed a nearby house to pieces, and bricks and tiles were flying all over the sky. Two of the soldiers led by Qian Mai immediately collapsed by gravel, and they lay down in the sound of cherry.
President Qian hurriedly pushed open the house and said, "Zhou Qipai, my general is welcome."
This is the military officer of the Zhenbiao camp of the general of Ji Town. Seeing that Zhou Wenyu had not arrived for a long time, Hei Yunlong specially sent someone to see if something happened.
After Mr. Qian spoke, no one answered, and there was no one in the room. When he was stunned, he heard someone stammering under the bed on the south wall of the room and said hesitantly: "Brother, can you come to invite me, can the artillery stop?"
At this time, the rumbling cannon sounded again. Mr. Qian was also afraid and felt amused and couldn't help laughing and crying. He had to squat down and glance under the bed first. After seeing Zhou Wenyu and a woman huddled under the bed, Mr. Qian said, "Don't delay Zhou Qipai, hurry up and see the general."
"The artillery is so sharp, it's better to hide here."
Mr. Qian advised: "A shell hit the house on the left, and the house collapsed. It can be seen that it is not safe here, and hiding under the bed is useless. If it is buried, it will be thirsty and starving to death. It is better to follow the road and look down at Jinglou. The mountains are very steep and the shells cannot be hit. There is also an enemy platform to hide, which is much safer than in this room."
Wangjing Tower is a three-story hollow enemy platform. It is the same as the brick and stone enemy platform on the hillside or the top of the buildings along the Great Wall. Only portals can enter, and then there are hope holes and perforations. Some wolf dung or artillery are placed at the top. The three-story enemy platform is like a tube building of later generations, which is strong and easy to defend. Dozens and hundreds of soldiers are stationed in it, and it must be broken by thousands or tens of thousands of people. There are such enemy platforms everywhere along the Great Wall. In addition to its own sturdy and easy to defend, courtyard walls will be built on the periphery and trenches will be dug. In addition, it is mostly built on the mountain, which is indeed a place of victory in military defense.
However, if there is no army to defend, these enemy platforms will not be of much use.
The Wangjing Tower at Gubeikou is a three-story enemy platform, but it is famous for being connected to Sima Platform. The Great Wall and the enemy Platform are connected to the longest mountain. After the sound of cannons, Heiyunlong and others rushed to the Wangjing Tower. One was to climb high and look far away, and you can observe the enemy situation, and the other was relatively safer.
Although Zhou Wenyu was afraid, he was not stupid. When he heard what Mr. Qian said was reasonable, he immediately rolled out of the bed and crawled out.
"Zhou Qipai is stable, don't let people laugh." Mr. Qian himself was also afraid, but seeing Zhou Wenyu's appearance, his heart felt refreshed, which instead suppressed the fear a lot.
Chapter completed!