Chapter 959 Ji Zijuan is shocking, and the arrogance is not simple either.

"This is what we are trying to change now." Feng Ziying looked at the two of them calmly, "Brother Hushan, Kunshan, you don't think that I will treat the future of my first official career as a child's play, do you?"

Of course Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu would not think so. Feng Ziying was a second-class Jinshi and a common scholar, and then became a editor of the Hanlin Academy. He was almost as good as the No. 1 scholar, and had the same knowledge as the fifth grade. It was impossible for anyone. It's child's play in this kind of thing.

Seeing the two men shaking their heads, Feng Ziying said: "I wonder how long have you, Brother Hushan and Kunshan, been training these two fire gun troops?"

The two hesitated for a moment, but Huang Degong said calmly: "It's been more than a year."

“What do you two think of the combat effectiveness of Bashan Camp?” Feng Ziying continued to ask.

Huang Degong said proudly: "Whether it is the humble First Division or the Second Division of Kunshan, they are all the best choices in the Liaodong Fire Suppressing Gun Army. I think there are few who can rival our Second Division in Ji Liao or even Xuanda." have."

“How about facing the Mongolian cavalry?” Feng Ziying said unceremoniously.

This question is not so easy to answer. Huang Degong pondered for a moment and said, "Sir, it depends on the occasion, how many enemies you are facing, and the situation of the surrounding environment. You cannot generalize."

 “What about relying on the city wall for defensive operations?” Feng Ziying asked directly.

"Then I can boast that I am not afraid of three times the cavalry!" Huang Degong responded loudly. He has been extremely skilled in the three-stage attack for more than a year, and has also fought many times with the Mongols and Mongols on a small scale. The Jurchens engaged in the battle and achieved good results, so Huang Degong had this confidence.

 “What about a field battle with equal forces?” A field battle also means a temporary encounter, and the opponent mainly uses cavalry.

"It's hard to say, it still depends on the terrain, but if there is plenty of time and the scouts can detect the enemy's situation in advance, I can fight." Huang Degong thought for a moment, and he couldn't show weakness in this situation.

According to the regulations of the Great Zhou Dynasty, each battalion of the frontier army has its own scouts, both cavalry and infantry scouts. When marching and fighting, they will be sent out first to obtain information and opportunities.

There must be a Bashan camp, but now only two troops have come. I don’t know how many scouts have been brought. This is a prerequisite for engaging the enemy in battle.

"Well, then I can tell you two clearly that we need to guard Qian'an and Lulong, and even Luanzhou, but I think that if we can beat the Mongols hard in the defense battle of Qian'an and Lulong, then the Mongols' position will still be better. To have the courage to go south to Luanzhou, so Qian'an and Lulong guard World War II may be the key." Feng Ziying said solemnly.

"This is impossible!" Huang Degong said unceremoniously: "Even if the entire Bashan camp arrives, there are only more than 3,000 people. If they only defend one city, they still have the strength to fight, but Qian'an and Lulong are only a few meters apart. The distance of ten miles is the best situation for the cavalry to exert its advantages. If they are scattered and defended, they will be defeated individually. If they only defend one city, the other city will be destroyed."

Feng Ziying nodded, Huang Degong was quite down-to-earth and spoke frankly and truthfully.

A large county town, take Lulong as an example, has a perimeter of nine miles and thirteen paces, a height of three feet and six feet, a bottom width of three feet, and a top width of two feet. They are all covered with earth and stone bricks. To defend and fight in such a city, a battalion is In addition to the most basic requirements, it is necessary to concentrate superior forces to cause damage to the enemy. If the enemy continues to attack regardless of casualties, there are still two issues.

"Then if we have two battalions of firecrackers, supplemented by some other strong defenders, can we defend the two cities?" Feng Ziying asked again.

Huang Degong was a little hesitant, "Sir, do you mean that the Deshan Camp or the Poshan Camp will also come?"

"No, Deshan Camp and Poshan Camp will not come, but I have prepared 5,000 Minzhuang for you two. I hope that you and your subordinates can train these 5,000 Minzhuang in these two months. Success, let these five thousand people become your loyal subordinates, win this battle,..."

Feng Ziying’s words made Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu look at each other.

Although they also admit that fire gunners are easier to train than crossbowmen and ordinary infantry soldiers who use spears, spears, knives and sticks, how can they do it in more than two months?

If there were half a year, there might be some hope, but two months is too short. I am afraid that these people have not even mastered the basic formations and fire drills.

"Sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to meet your request." Huang Degong knew that Zuo Liangyu would definitely not be able to contradict Feng Ziying's opinions in person, so this evil man could only do it himself.

"Brother Hushan, don't make any judgments yet. Let me show you the situation of Minzhuang after we have trained for fifteen days. Although they don't know how to use fire blunderbuss, and they are not even equipped with fire blunderbuss, I think The early training may help you two feel that this Minzhuang team is different..."

Feng Ziying's self-confidence made both Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu find it incredible. What results can half a month of training achieve? Gods can't do many tricks compared to that time, right?

It's just that Feng Ziying said so, the two of them didn't even save a bit of face and could only nod.

The group arrived at the competition ground. Feng An had already organized the more than 1,000 civilians into eight posts according to Feng Ziying's request, with 132 people per post.

The other group of eight sentries had only been training for less than three days. They had only figured out the basic formations and stood aside to observe the training status of this group of "old people" who had been training for fifteen days.

This group of "veterans" all hold wooden sticks in their hands to replace the firecrackers that will be equipped in the future.

 After completing the basic formation training, it is necessary to march with a gun, but this training has only been carried out for five days, which is very rough, and even Feng Ziying feels it is far from enough.

Following Feng Ziying to the high platform of the school grounds, Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu were both a little amused.

The group of people in front of me looked like they were making melons and eggs. They were holding wooden sticks in their hands. They looked a little funny no matter how you looked at them.

This group of people can go against the Mongols. I am afraid that a team of Mongolian cavalry can drive these more than 1,000 people to a flying start and kill them all, right?

Feng Ziying also saw the contempt and disdain in the eyes of Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu, and he didn't care. Based on the situation in front of him, the two of them were indeed qualified to despise them, but once they started walking, I'm afraid they would be stunned.

"Uncle An, it's time to start. Let them practice according to the steps they have been training for more than ten days. I don't ask for anything else. They just need to maintain the momentum and rhythm for me." Feng Ziying said to another slightly shorter high platform Feng An signaled.

As the rough and rich voices of the specially selected buglers sounded, the entire playground fell silent.

 “Get to your places!”

"Everyone, stand at attention! Take a break and stand at attention!"

 “Align the front and back, and align the left and right!”

Amidst a series of tiny footsteps, a burst of yellow dust rose up in the arena. This was the power brought by a team of thousands of people.

More than ten days of sweat, sticks, and whips, mixed with the physiological reactions caused by countless curses and humiliations from the sentry and team officers, have already made the people and Zhuang people enter a state of semi-numbness, and they will subconsciously act mechanically when they hear orders. I got up without thinking at all.

 “Everyone look to the left!”

 “Everyone looks forward!”

 “Stand at attention! Take a break! Stand at attention!”

 “First sentry, march together!”

Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu both looked at Feng An calmly with scornful smiles as he waved the chess pieces to signal. The trumpeters around him stared closely at the red and green flag in Feng An's hand, and the colors and movements of the flag changed as the flag changed. , shouting different orders.

Feng An was the governor's former personal attendant. Both Huang and Zuo knew that he had been injured and retired to follow Feng Ziying, so both Huang and Zuo had to maintain etiquette respect.

As these soldiers moved neatly one after another, the expressions on the faces of Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu began to slowly change. If the neatness of standing at attention and taking a rest was not enough to move their faces, the burst of tiny footsteps The steps and movements of adjusting the distance between the formations forced the two of them to face up to this Minzhuang team, which was said to have only been training for fifteen days.

When they saw the first sentry marching in unison with guns and using the standard command, Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu couldn't help but open their mouths.

This training model and the whole team marching that subverted their cognition were completely unacceptable to them. Although they could see that these people's movements with guns were still quite stiff and unfamiliar, the neatness of the march and the coordination of the pace were far better. Beyond their own mountain camp.

The three-stage attack that Bashanying attaches great importance to, also attaches great importance to maintaining the rhythm of marching and the parallelism of the queue. However, without scientific training methods, if you want to achieve Minzhuang training like Feng Ziying's training manual written according to the content of queue training, level, obviously impossible.

Of course, this is just a superficial phenomenon. This group of Minzhuang has been training for half a month, but they have never seen a fire gun. The next thing is the key, but this superficial pretentiousness has already shocked Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu. It's too bad.

Looking at the 130 people from the first sentry passing through the reviewing stand at a steady speed under the command of the acting sentry officer, the yellow dust kicked up filled the air, but it did not affect the interest of the people on the high platform at all.

It was not the first time for Feng Ziying to watch it, but she was still inexplicably excited.

He also knew that this was actually a level similar to the military training for college freshmen, but under the sticks and whips and super-intensive training of the sentry officers, these honest civilians were much more obedient and patient than the college freshmen. A hundred times stronger.

Four days a day, in addition to eating and sleeping and a short rest time, only one basic goal in their minds will be trained in the fifteen days, that is, training to consolidate their physiological settings with super strong training and form muscle memory.

As the eight sentinels marched one after another, almost exactly the same, the stable line of a hundred people walked in a linear pattern that Feng Ziying was not satisfied with on the high platform. There was a distance of two feet between each sentinel, and they went back and forth twice. First, they walked in a straight line. Walking in unison, then running again, holding a gun instead of holding a gun, Huang Degong and Zuo Liangyu were both fascinated by the sight.

 (End of this chapter)