Chapter 85: Long-term plan (Part 2)

"Boom." "Boom." "Boom." Wang Kerou was not satisfied with throwing one, and pulled out the wooden grenades from her waist one after another, threw it towards the previous explosion point, and exploded the large school yard of the Changzhou Army's camp, which was so thick that it was filled with smoke.

He was promoted to a thousand households of righteous soldiers by his personal courage, and of course his strength could not be too small. Seven or eight wooden grenades were thrown out, and the landing point formed a horizontal line. If a team of enemy troops happened to pass by forty steps in front, they would have to be cut into two pieces in half. (Note 1)

"Okay, okay, don't throw it away, Brother Wang, don't throw it away again." Zhang Shixin, who was still questioning the power of the grenade, covered his ears with both hands and shouted to dissuade him.

This is not a grenade? When paired with Wang Kerou, it is like a human-shaped cannon, or a continuous firing type, so there is no need to clean the cannon chamber.

"Don't, don't throw it away again, it's easy to cause misunderstandings." Although Zhang Shide was more courageous than Zhang Shixin, his face was pale. He held a grenade without the wax seal on the tail in his hand. It was neither right to throw it away nor to continue holding it. He was in a dilemma.

Looking at other civil servants such as Huang Jingfu, Cai Yanwen, etc., I no longer care about ridicule the Huaian Army's firearms, just one move, and one by one, and one by one, and the two fights. If I hadn't been patient with the iron-black face of his lord, I would have turned around and fled.

Not only were they shocked, but some Changzhou soldiers who were patrolling around suddenly heard the rolling thunder. They didn't know what was going on. They were all scared to the point of pale faces, holding their weapons tightly, and were confused. When the Zhenjiang Army guards were drinking in the military tent, they jumped up quickly and took advantage of the opportunity that the general Zuo, who was responsible for drinking, was distracted by the explosion, rushed to Wang Kerou in three steps and lifted the robe, and a row was exposed on everyone's waist.

"This, Brother Wang, what are you doing? Quickly, put away the grenades and put them away quickly." Zhang Shicheng woke up as if he was dreaming and waved his hand to beg for resentment, "Brother, I have no malice to you. If the words are not true, I would rather lightning strike."

"I can certainly believe in your character in Jiusi." Wang Kerou snatched the grenade that originally belonged to him from Zhang Shide. While playing, she responded to Zhang Shicheng with a smile, "But my brothers under her command said that your Changzhou army may not have new grenades. Before leaving, they insisted that I bring a few to everyone to open my eyes. How about it, it is indeed extraordinary. There is no need for any fire media. I will pick up the oil paper here and pull the rope head inside."

While talking, he quickly pulled the lead in the grenade's wooden handle, and then threw the last grenade straight ahead; go out.

The gunpowder composed of glass powder and sulfur friction and generated heat, and was quickly pulled out. The leads hidden deep inside the wooden handle blew into the cast iron-pressed warhead, igniting the granulated black gunpowder inside, "booming", and the grenade exploded in the air nearly fifty steps away, causing smoke and dust to roll on the surrounding ground.

"This kind of grenade is truly suitable for grenadiers. Although its power is not as great as before, twenty grenadiers can follow him, and thousands of troops can also walk around." It seemed that they were demonstrating against Zhang Shide and others, and it seemed that they were proving something like Zhang Shicheng. Wang Kerou patted Kong Kong Kong's waist and felt a lot.

At this moment, although there was no wooden grenade on his waist, it gave people a feeling that it was far more dangerous than before. Not only did he scare Huang Jingfu, Cai Yanwen and other advisers backwards, even Zhang Shicheng himself quietly moved back two steps, and then forced himself to respond, "No, this is almost a four-jin cannon, and it is far faster than the four-jin cannon, and it is accurate. If it falls into the hands of those shepherds who are born to throw stones, there is no place in the world to go."

As he spoke, he took the corner of his eyes and glanced at the arm of the guard beside Wang Kerou. The more he looked, the more he felt that these twenty people were specially selected grenade masters. Once they were threatened, they would jump up and use grenades to forcefully open a path for the latter.

"This is why I said that others will not stop waiting for you." Knowing that the effect of his demonstration had reached, Wang Kerou glanced at Zhang Shicheng deeply and advised him sincerely, "You only saw artillery and muskets, but you don't know what kind of murder weapon will be used next month. When you learn to build guns and cannons, and you have adapted to fighting with Huai'an with muskets and cannons, they probably have made new progress. One step or one step, how can you chase after it?"

"Yeah!" Zhang Shicheng pondered silently. He knew that Wang Kerou was out of good intentions and was afraid that he would have the idea of ​​competing for the world with Zhu Chongjiu in the future, so he tried his best to advise. However, ambition was like a ghost fire in the grave. As long as there was a head, it could not be extinguished easily until all the things that could be burned out, or they were struck by the thunder that was knocked down by the sky.

"But it is still the advantage of firearms." Huang Jingfu was afraid that Zhang Shicheng would be moved, so he gritted his teeth and came forward and argued loudly, "Just relying on the advantage of swords and weapons, you can decide the world. In this way, how can the tyrant Qin be killed for two lifetimes? Why should we stand up to death and swear to overthrow the Mongol Yuan?"

"Why do you think the world is determined? Can you blow it with your mouth?" Wang Kerou glared at him fiercely and asked with a sneer.

"Of course, of course not." Huang Jingfu was so angry that his beard jumped up and down, and he waved his hand with a breath of breath. "Of course it is not just a verbal tip. The sages say that the benevolent are invincible in the world. If the benevolent person is in power, he must respect Confucianism and Taoism, be close to the gentleman, stay away from villains, save punishment, reduce taxes, and cultivate easy to plunder. The strong person cultivates his filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty and trustworthiness in his time, and serves his father and brothers, and serves his superiors. The four peoples will follow their orders and be at peace with their careers. Then, the territory will be well governed, and the top and bottom will be united, and the whole will be united."

"Stop, stop, I don't understand what you said." Wang Kerou frowned and waved her hands repeatedly, "Just tell me directly, what does it take to conquer the world without relying on weapons."

"In addition to the benefits of military wars, we must also cultivate benevolence and reputation within." Huang Jingfu, a scholar, met a soldier, and no one listened to the great principles, so he had to use as concise language as possible to summarize it.

"What does inner cultivation of benevolence mean?" Wang Kerou glanced at him and continued to ask.

"I have said just now that there are three meanings: respecting Confucianism and Taoism, implementing good governance, and promoting education." Huang Jingfu explained without fear and shook his head.

He had said similar words to Zhang Shicheng no less than a hundred times, and naturally formed an internal coherence and logic, which sounded like no flaws. Unexpectedly, Wang Kerou was always unreasonable in doing things. He waved his hand and interrupted loudly, "Okay, okay, no matter how much you say, I don't understand. I just want to ask you, then General Manager Zhu first saved 600,000 to 700,000 Yangzhou people in Huaiyang and Yang, and this year he saved more than 1.3 million victims from Suiyang, Xuzhou, Suzhou and other places from the flood. Is it considered benevolence?"

"This." Huang Jingfu was speechless again. He wanted to admit it, but he was unwilling to be led by someone. He wanted to deny it, but he couldn't muster up any courage.

"I'll ask you again, General Manager Zhu set up workshops in Huaiyang and Yang, so that those idle men who have no land can earn one or two yuan a month to support their wives and children. Is it a kindness?"

"This." Huang Jingfu was stunned again. His face was so ugly that he could find a job for the streets. He could earn more money and food than a tenant. Of course, it could not be considered a bad policy. However, these workshops seriously shake the foundation of the gentry in the countryside. Anyone who wants to rent a higher land will face the risk of tenant family escaping into the city to find work and no longer digging food for their own long heads.

Wang Kerou did not understand his difficulties at all. He continued to figure out the truth like a general who returned from great victory. "I also want to ask you, General Zhu will spend money to run a society, county schools, government schools, and vocational technical schools, and spend money to support others to open academies so that Huaiyang's children can read books if their parents agree. Is this considered a benevolent government?"

"This" Huang Jingfu took several steps in succession, clenched his teeth. The most heartbreaking thing about Huaiyang's politics is this one, which completely transforms reading from an elegant and extremely difficult thing into something that everyone can do. Although scholars cultivated by this flowering method may not be comparable to those of them, over time, the price of scholars will completely ruin the streets. The scholars, robes and hawkers compete for money and food together, but they will not feel ashamed at all.

"This, General Manager Zhu opened a school indiscriminately, Hu explained poetry and books, and listed Confucian classics and books of iron. How could he be called benevolence?" Cai Yanwen's temperament was much more urgent than Huang Jingfu. Seeing that the latter could not refute a martial artist for a long time, he couldn't help but jump out to help, "Not only can he not be called benevolence, but in a chaotic world, it must start from it."

"Oh,." Wang Kerou may have heard a similar statement for the first time, and she stared at the boss with shock. "This is strange. Saving the people cannot be called benevolence. Teaching people to fish cannot be called benevolence. Teaching children from poor families can also read books and cannot be called benevolence. Instead, it has become a heinous crime. It is said that this kindness, righteousness or not is all in the mouths of you, and the benefits given to you are benevolence and righteousness. If you don't give you good, you are all tyrants. In this way, I read this crooked sutra, it's okay to not listen. Let go, get out of the way, don't taint Wang's eyes."

After saying that, he reached out to Huang, Cai and the others pulled to the side, and then said to Zhang Shicheng, "I won't talk much about some things. I guess you don't like to listen. I will leave Huzhou early tomorrow morning and leave the local yamen runners to guard there. If you want this city, send someone to pick it up as soon as possible. Don't do it too late. It's a waste of money for the Mongolian Yuan government."

"Old Wang, do you really stay for a few more days?" Zhang Shicheng's heart was mixed at this moment, and he gently pulled him and whispered to keep him.

"No, no, if you stay, I'm afraid I won't be able to get through this reorganization of the army." Wang Kerou lowered her body and waved her hand gently, "Ninety-four, we have high mountains and long rivers, and we will be fine in the future."

After saying this, he suddenly felt relieved and refused to stop any longer. He took his personal guards and walked towards the gate of the military camp.

"The Next Meeting" Zhang Shicheng suddenly raised his arm, thought about it, and then hung it down weakly. The so-called future meeting was because he knew that he had no chance of looking back, so he did not want to meet him on the battlefield in the future. Who can decide on such a thing?

"Lord, Wang Kerou knows our army very well today. If he was asked to return to Huaiyang like this, it would be bad for you." Pan Yuanshao walked up quietly and discussed in Zhang Shicheng's ear, "Although the grenade is good, its range is not as good as the archer. I will take two hundred archers to catch up with him later. After the matter is done, I will push him to the Mongolian Yuan side, and say that he was not well protected when he came out to drink and was killed by the Mongolian Yuan Tartars. Then you will raise an army to avenge him."

"Ba." Zhang Shicheng raised his hand and slapped Pan Yuanshao backwards, vomiting blood all over his mouth, "Fu, what a fuck, are you waiting to avenge me? Get out, get away, get away, I don't want to see you again today, Ninety-six, hang my sword on the gate. If anyone dares to go out of the camp to chase Brother Wang today, you will take his head directly."

Note 1: With glass powder, it is easy to handle the simple fire-induced device. Due to safety requirements, no detailed formula is written here, not a pure military explanation. Everyone just smiles, don’t think about it in detail.
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