After repelling the "attack" of the yamen runners, the Ming soldiers gathered together to study today's battle and exchanged their experiences.

"Even people with no combat experience, it is not difficult to use rifles behind the walls, and they perform quite well. If it is a crossbow or a musket, it will not work." In the previous report, Ming soldiers listed the various shortcomings of this weapon in detail. The improvement opinions involved all aspects, from the improvement of the butt stock to ensure more stable lifting, to the setting of more precise sights on the barrel to adapt to the better accuracy and longer range of the rifle than the musket...

This time, the Ming army soldiers were discussing how to better use this weapon in battle. A second-class private of the Ming army suggested that the wall was a bit too high: "Although it is safer to shoot from the wall, it takes too much time to climb up and down."

This rotation caused a large firepower interval, so the soldier boldly proposed the hypothesis, that is, to set up a low wall behind the trench, so that the rifle soldiers can operate the weapon behind it: "Do not exceed the human chest, so that they can load and shoot quickly. When using muskets in the past, they could not fire continuously, so high wall protection was necessary. The rifle does not necessarily need a high wall. Its firing rate is so fast that as long as it continues to shoot continuously, it can repel the infantry's attack. The cavalry used the trench to block it, and perhaps there was no big problem..."

Zhu Youming, who was listening to the discussion of the Ming army, was very surprised. The Ming army's speeches were very organized, and they also recorded them on paper while saying that they were all well educated and did not have filthy words. This was completely different from the soldiers Zhu Youming's impression. Many generals in Zhejiang were not as good as those of the Sichuan Army soldiers in front of him, not to mention the small officers below, with more than half of them illiterate.

"Are these people all officers of the Ming army?" Zhu Youming couldn't help but ask Zhuang Yuncheng next to him quietly.

"The one who took the lead was a sergeant, and there was a corporal, and the rest were soldiers." After being with Zheng Yaojun and the others for so long, Zhuang Yuncheng had some understanding of the rank of the Sichuan Army.

"Sergeant?" Zhu Youming asked with a confused look on his face: "Is it equivalent to guerrilla?"

"It is probably equivalent to the deputy team." Zhuang Yuncheng could not compare the ranks of the Ming army with the positions of the Qing army one by one, so he could only give a rough range.

"Did Sichuan use Tongsheng to join the army?" Zhu Youming felt that this was incredible. How many scholars were willing to join the army, let alone start with small soldiers.

"No, Sichuan specially invites teachers to teach soldiers to study. The soldiers' gentlemen all came from Chengdu Academy."

"How much money does it cost?" Letting soldiers read can't make them safe on the battlefield, nor can they get two more arrows or take one more knife. Moreover, if the soldiers are in the army have knowledge of reading and reading, the officers should worry that they will not be deceived easily and will be more likely to unite and cause trouble. Not to mention soldiers, they are generals, and the court feels relieved only when they use them.

"The Duke of Baoguo is willing to spend this money." Zhuang Yuncheng also felt that Deng Ming seemed to be too wasteful, but this was not his army or his money. He was not qualified to point fingers at the princes who dominated the country: "Their old master's surname is Chen, his name is Zuocai, and he is the sacrificial priest of Chengdu Academy. They all respect this old master very much."

"Respecting teachers and respecting the way is very good, very good." Zhu Youming nodded and further inquired: "There is no distinction between education and no distinction. This great sage is well versed in the way of saints. Is this Chen Jijiu an official in Yongli? Are there any scholars from Jiangnan in the academy?"

"Zhu Zhiyu also seems to be a professor at Chengdu Academy. In addition, the more famous one is Meng Zhengfa, who is also a professor at the Academy." Zhuang Yuncheng first told the news that he was more confident.

Hearing this, Zhu Youming asked, "I am ignorant, why haven't I heard of the name of this great sage? Chen Jijiu is the Grand Secretary, Shangshu, Minister, or the Chief Censor of Yongli? He must be a Jinshi, was he a Shujishi?"

Zhuang Yuncheng didn't answer the other party just now because the answer was a bit horrible, but he couldn't resist Zhu Youming's repeated inquiries: "I have never heard of the name of Chen Jijiu. I heard from them that Chen Jijiu seemed to be the chief of the Emperor Yongli, and I don't know if there is any scholar's fame."

Before the garrison camp in Gui'an County came, two more Ming soldiers left with everyone's report and a backup of the first report. Zheng Yaojun did not conceal the orders Deng Ming gave him from Zhuang Yuncheng, and had long told the other party that they needed to ensure that these practical experiences could be successfully sent back to the Sichuan Army, and they would put the preservation of their lives first in case of failure.

This time, Zheng Yaojun explained his military plan to Zhuang Yuncheng and his nephew: "The county's garrison green camp will likely launch an attack within twelve hours, so there will be no major changes in the deployment of the next battle. However, we plan to no longer let Zhuang Ding take turns to the wall, but instead retain dozens of the best shooters on the wall, so that they can shoot specifically, and the loading work will be completed by the companions under the wall, so that continuous firepower can be formed. Changing guns is more physically saving than replacing people, and the number of shootings will be more frequent."

"Have you used this tactic?" Zhuang Tingyue asked.

"I have used it, but in the past, we musketsmen must be elite soldiers in the army, because there is a fuse on the musket. If the shooter is a panicked recruit, not only will he not be able to increase the rate of fire, but there will also be risks. However, there is no problem with the rifle. I think it should be possible, and I think it may be enough to double the loading hand as a shooter. Including the person who handed the gun, well, each shooter has three people to assist in the back. If the musket soldiers use this trick, even the elite loading hand, the assistant must be at least four times the shooter." Zheng Yaojun introduced all the plans and then solicited the opinions of the banker: "I don't know what you think?"

Although everyone estimated that the Qing army would definitely concentrate its forces to attack the banker first, Zhu Youming still brought the children and many important personnel in his banker to the banker. In the next battle, Zhu Youming's Zhuang Ding would also participate, so this time he and his two sons also participated in the military meeting.

"Okay, that's it." Zhuang Yuncheng made a decision. If the green camp in Gui'an County is defeated here, Zhu Youming's home will naturally be saved. If the county soldiers are defeated, it will not be possible to mobilize the garrison troops of the Mansion City in one or two days.

The next day, the Zhuang Ding reported that a large number of green camps were coming towards the main gate. After investigation, the instructors sent by the Ming army judged that the Qing army would still attack the Zhuang Ding Gate all the way, so they sent forty archers to the wall, and another 120 auxiliary personnel prepared under the wall. Some Zhuang Ding Dings were also sent to patrol in other directions. Even if they did not see the enemy soldiers, some crossbows were deployed just in case.

The Qing army drove to a large scale to a place with an arrow from the village gate, and began to set up a chaotic formation there.

"Soldier Zheng, do you want to fire a round of guns?" Zhuang Tingyue approached Zheng Yaojun and asked in a low voice. The enemy obviously did not know the power and range of the rifle. Now the Qing army has actually entered the firepower range of the rifle. Seeing these enemies holding flags and posing in a dense charge formation, Zhuang Tingyue was nervous and came up to ask if he wanted to take the initiative.

"There is no need to let them get closer and then fight." Seeing that the other party put the shield soldiers and heavy armored soldiers in the front row, Zheng Yaojun probably had no idea of ​​their attack power at all. This is very good. The heavy armored troops of the Qing army not only did not have the attack power of defensive rifles, but would slow down the speed of the entire army. Moreover, these heavy troops were definitely not as agile as light troops when crossing the trenches.

Zhuang Tingyue was not as confident as Zheng Yaojun. He saw that there were bumps behind the vanguard of the Qing army. The guerrillas and two guards stationed in Gui'an County were coming. The Qing army was called "all the way, who would miss the opportunity to loot the banker?" Zhuang Tingyue looked at the banker worriedly, then turned around and looked at the several tiger squat cannons placed behind the gate. He silently said to the cannons: "If the door is knocked open, it depends on you. You must be worthy of my family's money."

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Liang Zhi, the leader of the Green Camp, looked at the brothers in front of him with confidence. Liang Zhi was also from Gui'an County. After the Zhejiang Army was defeated by the Sichuan Army the year before yesterday, in order to make up for the empty positions, countless Green Camp soldiers were promoted to officers. Liang Zhi was sent to this at that time.

I heard that this time I would attack the house of the richest man Zhuang Yuncheng first, and then go to Zhu Youming's family, which was second only to him, to get people, the entire barracks were infuriated. These two guys actually dared to kill people and rebel! This really stuffed the silver into the hands of the brothers in the Green Camp.

"The daughter of the banker, the young grandmother is not allowed to move. That is what the general wants!" Liang Zhi explained to his subordinates the precautions: "The old thief in Zhuang Yuncheng must also catch the alive, and the remaining brothers will do it."

After saying that, Liang Zhi looked at the village gate not far away and swallowed hard. The senior officer snatched away all the positions in the front row. The troops of newly promoted officers like Liang Zhi were even further back than the troops who bumped into the gate. The opposite side was just a group of village heads, and there was no need to knock the door open. As long as a few soldiers climbed over the wall, they would probably cut off all the people in the shop.

"After these guys climbed over the wall, they would definitely not be kind enough to open the door for us," Liang Zhi stared at the backs of those comrades who were in front of him, and was both envious and jealous: "They must have rushed directly into the inner house of the dealer and robbed the special."

It seemed that after waiting for a hundred years, the general finally gave the order to attack.

"Crash, kill!" Nearly thousand Qing troops (including 500 battalions of soldiers, the remaining guards and county tycoons) let out a thunderous shout. Everyone was brave and rushed towards the village gate. Not only were the two guards taking the lead in charge, but even the guerrillas in heavy armor couldn't help but jump to the village gate, waiting to witness the scene opened for him by their own eyes.

"Catch the old thief in Zhuang Yuncheng alive!" Liang Zhi and his men all jumped three feet high, shouting and sprinting towards the banker's door...

Half an hour later,

"Outside Mr. Zhuang, we are all forced."

The Green Camp officers in Gui'an County were crying loudly, and Liang Zhi was crying with tears in his eyes. The guerrillas and the two garrisons who were leading the way were both shot by rifles. The general and the garrisons in Beicheng were both killed on the spot. Another garrison in Nancheng was dragged into the garrison by the merchants, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

The senior officer rushing in front either died on the spot like guerrillas or was being rescued like the garrison in the south city.

More than 200 captured Green Camp officers and soldiers gathered in front of the gate of the merchants, and nearly a hundred Zhuang Dians surrounded them, including more than 20 carrying rifles, while the rest holding spears and big knives.

Ordinary soldiers squatted behind their backs with their heads in their arms, while Liang Zhi and other officers were kneeling in the front row of the team. While whipping their mouths, they shouted at the owner of the main gatehouse: "Outside Mr. Zhuang, they are all from Li Huan, the northerner who is forced to be young!"

"My fellow villagers, please spare your life."

"The little man has an old man at the top and a young man at the bottom." Someone saw Zhu Youming with sharp eyes and started wailing at him: "Old Master Zhu, please help me say something!"
Chapter completed!