For ordinary soldiers, sometimes, in their eyes, not everyone on horseback is a big shot, but with dozens of them standing there, and surrounded by guards with short guns, how could these people not be big shots.

When they see a big shot, they will always look at them with envy and awe. Some of them even dream that one day they will become famous and become an officer from a soldier.

"Must be a big shot!"

Zhang Xiaoding cast his eyes on that person and muttered silently in his heart. However, what he was talking about was not how big the big shot was. After all, these big shots were too far away from him. Compared to the big shot himself, he was thinking

What he was thinking about were the mounts of the big shots. Those tall horses were even much taller than the ordinary Liaodong horses.

Zhang Xiaoding is from Henan. His ancestors were horse farmers in the Ming Dynasty, who specialized in raising horses. Horse farmers were one of the heaviest corvees. Although I don’t know how many years ago, the government stopped sending servants to horse farmers.

However, having raised horses for more than a hundred years, the Zhang family is indeed good at raising horses. They also love horses and are good at looking at horses.

Although Zhang Xiaoding is an infantryman, it does not prevent him from liking horses. Even after learning about the treatment of retired military households from veterans, he started to think about dividing more than one or two hundred acres of land in the future and raising a group of Liaodong people.

horse.

He has been fascinated by these tall horses since he first saw Liaodong horses in the army. However, he is an infantryman. In fact, his riding skills are very good, but he has never had the opportunity to ride a war horse. After all, he used to

The army is nothing more than ants and hungry soldiers.

Such a horse must be worth a lot of money!

Zhang Xiaoding thought to himself.

Almost every time, Zhang Xiaoding would imagine in his mind that in the future, he would raise a dozen horses, plant a piece of land, and then live a peaceful life with his wife and children.

In the past? He didn't dare to think about it? He didn't know that he would die during the siege. The reason why he dared to think about it now? Except because he changed from a "thief" to an official soldier? More importantly, the supervisor's attitude towards the big guys

It's really not thin.

Honorable civilians and military households!

As long as they retire? They are no longer civilian military households who are not on duty and do not pay for food. Even if they need to undergo one month of military training every year? But compared to the more than 100 acres of land allocated to military households, all this is

Not worth mentioning, of course, this does not mean the end? His son will continue to serve as a soldier in the future.

What's the point?

At least generations have received an unjust job and a family fortune that does not pay for food. The only thing that makes people feel extremely uncomfortable is that the land of the military household cannot be distributed to the second son. Otherwise, once it is discovered, not only will there be no military land, but also the military will have to be decommissioned.

?Actually, you can understand it if you think about it. After all, that piece of land was awarded to the military household by the emperor? It was equal to the military salary of the soldier. The second son was not a soldier? Naturally, he could not inherit it.

Now? Zhang Xiaoding can't think so much. He only has one wish in his heart, which is to earn a family fortune with military merit. As for a son... he doesn't even have a wife, so what kind of son can he have?

By then, the old Zhang family will be prosperous again!

…

Several armies are gathering towards Baoding, and outside Baoding City, there are soldiers digging long trenches and "conscripted" people everywhere. Even the trees in the square garden for dozens of miles have been cut down, and the tree crowns have been cut down.

The branches of the trees were buried in the front and rear of the ditch to serve as deer villages to block the enemy. As for the tree trunks, they served as wooden beams for the artillery shelter.

"It must be covered with at least three feet of soil. It must be at least this thick to block the Ming army's explosive shells..."

Although he felt the contempt of the surrounding eyes, standing at the top of the long trench, Cao Charlie still seemed not to notice, teaching the Shun army how to build an artillery shelter.

"Explosive bombs, explosive bombs, what you always say about explosive bombs, how powerful can these explosive bombs be?"

Looking at the sarcasm of Wang Liyun, the general of the Shunjun army next to him, Cao Charlie said.

"Anyway, it is more powerful than the blooming bombs I brought. The blooming bombs we made can only explode dozens of pieces of iron at most, but the blooming bombs of the Ming Army not only explode when they hit the ground, but can also explode into hundreds or thousands of fragments.

, come over with a cannon, if you just stand here like this, maybe hundreds of people will be blown up..."

Although it is a bit exaggerated, this is also a bloody experience!

This is the experience that the Qing Dynasty spent on countless lives and blood. Even on the grasslands and in the Western Regions, the Baturus of the Eight Banners used stone muskets and explosive bullets to beat the Mongols until they could not find their way north.

, conquered the city and captured the territory, and the battle was invincible. However, from top to bottom in the Qing Dynasty, there were still a few people who had forgotten the tragic situation of being bombarded by the Ming army, and thousands of batulu were bombed at every turn.

The prince is like this, and the emperor in North Korea is also like this. Even if he built fortresses, they were eventually destroyed one by one. He could only escape all the way overseas. If contact had not been restored a few months ago, I am afraid that even the emperor would have been alive.

I don’t know whether I will die or not.

The Ming army's artillery fire was powerful!

Anyone who has been beaten knows this.

These people have obviously never been beaten, so they don't know how powerful the name is.

"It's really that powerful..."

Before Wang Liyun could finish speaking, he heard someone scolding him from the side.

"No matter what nonsense, just do what Mr. Cao said. The Ming army's artillery fire is powerful. Whatever he says, I will do whatever he says. If you keep talking nonsense, be careful, I will peel your skin off!"

Without looking back, Wang Liyun's expression changed. When he turned around, his face was already full of smile. The man who came over like an iron tower was none other than Hao Yaoqi.

"Master Hao, why are you here? Don't worry, I will repair the ditch as instructed by Mr. Cao, so that the Ming army will never come back."

Wang Liyun, who was smiling all over his face, didn't dare to say anything else. If he did, Master Hao's whip might hit him.

I don’t know how many old soldiers in Dashun, but Mr. Hao has a bad temper. But even so, Mr. Hao is easy to deal with. As long as you say a few nice words, he will laugh.

"It's good for you kid to know. Let me tell you, although these Tatars are nothing, they were beaten in Liaodong. They are all good at it. These Tatars teach us how to repair these things. To put it bluntly,

The reason is to let us and the Ming army fight to the death, and then they will be able to benefit. Do you think so?"

Hao Yaoqi stared at Charlie Cao and asked. When he asked, Charlie Cao was speechless for a moment. He just stood there and smiled awkwardly. Instead, Wang Liyun answered.
Chapter completed!