Chapter 147: Falling

"I'm afraid it will be difficult!" Wu Liangmou frowned and responded in a low voice.

He has had several practical experiences, of course he knows the power of a firearm. Even the most ordinary mesh gun can beat the most powerful wart armor in the world within fifty steps! But the problem is that the loading speed of this thing is really slow.

Wu Liangmou calculated himself that Lian Laohei, the best-known gun in the army, fired with a grenade gun once, and he could shoot three arrows. This was the result of pulling the bow and aiming carefully to ensure that the arrows did not leave the target. If he did not aim carefully, but covered and shoot at a rough area, he could easily shoot six arrows when Lian Laohei fired a shot. And so on, a team of archers and a team of musketeers fought alone. Without both sides wearing armor, the gunners were shot into hedgehogs before the grenade gun could be displayed.

"It's hard to bite the bullet!" Lu Deshan obviously had carefully considered the future development direction of the newly-edition Fifth Army these days. He smiled and continued to emphasize in a low voice. "Brother Youtu, don't be angry if you say this. In terms of opportunity changes in the battle, neither of you nor I can compare with Xu Da. In terms of martial arts skills, I'm afraid Hu Dahai can hit us with one hand. In terms of experience and qualifications, our brothers and Wu Ershier of the Fourth Army are incomparable. At present, all you can rely on is to read more and your thinking is slightly more flexible than others. If you and I don't even use these two items, our newly-edition Fifth Army will be destined to be the one that disappoints the governor the most!"

"Is this what Ling Zu meant?" Wu Liangmou was moved and asked with a frown.

"No, no, Brother Wu must not misunderstand. My grandfather is now the chief of the First Army and he is too busy with his own affairs. How can he have time to care about me!" Lu Deshan quickly stood up straight and waved his hand hard at the same time.

As Zhao Junyong's teacher, Lu Lu came to assist Zhu Bashiyi, which was a strange smell. With the caution of the old Jinshi, since he became the chief of the First Army himself, he might not be willing to intervene in the Fifth Army again, so as not to have his family had too much influence under the governor Zhu's account and cause other people to jointly suppress it.

After understanding the pros and cons, Wu Liangmou breathed a light tone. He nodded and said with a smile, "Deshan, you are so serious! If Ling Zu gives some advice, Wu will still be unable to ask for it. The word "misunderstanding" will be discussed again?! However, since he has no time, our brothers can only work behind closed doors. Deshan, if you already have some good ideas, you might as well say it now!"

"Where is any good idea? It's just random thoughts!" Lu Deshan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and responded with a shake of his head. "I'm browsing books these days, and I found that in all dynasties, the importance of formation is the Song Dynasty. In terms of the complexity of weapons, the Song army also recommended one's finger."

"So what? The Song Dynasty has been defeated repeatedly and lost all the way from Gaolianghe to Yashan!" Wu Liangmou's smile immediately became bitter, and he lay on the bed and shook his head gently. (Note 1)

As a descendant of the new affiliated army, he was so familiar with the achievements of the Song army that he could not be familiar with. In the memory of the entire family, when it comes to wars more than a hundred years ago, they were almost gray-black, full of despair and helplessness.

"But before Gaolianghe, the Song army also pacified the Southern Tang Dynasty and destroyed Liu Han!" Lu Deshan was not from a general's sect, and his impression of the Song army was not as bad as Wu Liangmou. He smiled and retorted in a low voice, "In fact, until the southward transition, the Song army still had many examples of defeating the Jin and Yuan soldiers in field battles. It was just that the entire court had already become festered, and the blood of the soldiers was wasted in vain!"

"Oh, then what formations can we learn from?"

"I'm just thinking about it, and Brother Youtu has to make a decision. The formations that can be found at present include the Chang formation above the Wu Jing General, the Pingrong Wanquan formation, the eight formations in the army, and the crossbow formations and overlapping formations left by Han Zhongwu and Wu Wu'an. Zeng Gongliang is a literati, and the formations described may not be practical. However, General Han Shizhong's crossbow formation and the overlapping formations of the Wu brothers have many similarities with the current situation of the Left Army. They are all not many cavalry, and the loading speed of the bed crossbow may not be much faster than that of the bronze cannon, and the difficulty of using the divine arm bow may not be inferior to the cotscore gun."

"But the survival ability of the mesh gun is still a problem!"

"The musketeers who put on their armor and plate armor will definitely defeat the archers!"

"Nonsense, the musketeer was slow to move. He put on the plate armor and iron helmet, and could only swing the muskete as a stick!"

"Then you don't wear your whole body, just a helmet and front chestplate. Anyway, you escape at the last minute and sell your back to the enemy. You deserve it if you die!"

"That's also thousands of front chest decks!"

"Didn't Mr. Su let go of his words? He will do his best to support our new army!"

One of the two young men was brave and had a stubborn mind. The other was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers. One sentence, one sentence, and one sentence, designed the combat plan for the newly compiled Fifth Army next to the sickbed.

At first, the two did not go smoothly, because whether it was the commonly used military formations in the Song Dynasty recorded by Zeng Gongliang, or the overlapping formations of Han Shizhong, Wu Jie and Wu Lin, they were all formations that were tempered by countless actual combat training. Every time they changed, they could move their whole body. Sometimes, for the purpose of a certain military arrangement, the two would fight red and almost vow not to interact with each other. But after the dispute, they could soon continue to sit together and continue to discuss the details of the composition of the military formation.

Time passed by day by day in dispute and compromise. Geng Zaicheng and Li Qi returned to recruit troops, and each army had more than 3,000 people. A new round of training began, and boring commands sounded again in the schoolyard. The staff of each government office finally gathered, and the Huai'an government started to deal with various cases accumulated a while ago. The ship gang gathered smuggling merchants and reached a tacit understanding with the government in the upper reaches of the Yellow River. The fleet filled with "private salt" once again set sail, transporting the world-famous Huai salt through the Yellow River and the canal to where needed.

Yes, it was all private salt. The Mongolian and Yuan dynasties could not recognize the existence of the Red Turban Army, but the people under their rule, whether they were first-class Mongolians or fourth-class southerners, had to eat salt. Therefore, smart local officials decisively gave up the pursuit of private salt dealers and allowed the latter to transport Huai salt to the cities and villages under their rule. The salt merchants, who were originally black and white in various places, simply transported the private salt directly to their warehouses, and then went to the government to go through a procedure, and completely "whitewashed" it into official salt, and all the people who handled it made a fortune.

Inside and outside Huai'an, north and south of the Yellow River, everyone is busy this summer. No one noticed that a new practical concept slowly formed the most basic outline under the knocking of two young people with hammers and sticks in the east. Although it was rough, it was new from the inside out. Compared with the tactical concepts of the Cold Weapon Age, it has been turned upside down.

Including Zhu Bashiyi himself, he didn't notice the miracle that was nurturing around him. This summer he was too busy, so busy that he almost didn't touch the ground. He dealt with people from the Red Turban Army headquarters, people sent by Sesame Li, people used by Zhao Jun, and the new salt merchants who were quickly born in Huai'an City, local governments who were forced to surrender in the east of Huai'an City, and scholars from all over the world who came to vote, or planned to make a fortune in the chaos, all involved his countless energy. He did not have much time to interfere with the internal operation details of each new army under his command.

Even if he had time, he might not have done better than Wu Liangmou and Lu Deshan. Zhu Bashiyi was not a god, he was just a lucky man who was accidentally flapped his wings by a butterfly traveling through time and space. Even if he absorbed Zhu Dapeng's memory and thinking, he was at most an engineering and technical resident. In terms of military terms, he was not his strengths. The little "dry goods" that he knew roughly had been sold long ago. The rest could not be realized in this era.

For example, three-dimensional strikes of sea, land and air, such as nuclear bombs, if he takes it out now, let alone realize it, even those who believe it may not be able to find it. Even if he can find it, he will treat him as a reincarnated god, hoping that he can immediately use the universe in his sleeves and turn out the nuclear bomb he said!

Even the three-three system and military rank system that the Left Army has vigorously promoted, Zhu Bashiyi initially only came up with a general direction. The specific details were Lu Luzeng, Ivanov, Chen De, Xu Da and others, combined with examples of military construction from the Central Plains, the Western Regions and even the contemporary European countries. It is impossible to whisper in the Japanese way with the three-three system in later generations.

Originally, Zhu Bashiyi wanted to set up another military supervisor position in the Hundred-Man Team and above combat units, similar to the later political commissar. However, as soon as this proposal was expressed, it was joined forces by Lu Lu Zeng and Mr. Su and forced it to be strangled in its infancy.

"If the king treats his ministers as his hands and feet, then the ministers regard him as his heart; if the king treats his ministers as dogs and horses, then the ministers regard him as a countryman; if the king treats his ministers as earth, then the ministers regard him as an enemy." Mr. Lu always quotes classics and quotes from classics. A passage from "Mencius" made Zhu Bashiyi's face flushed by his narrow-mindedness.
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