Chapter 42 The Outer World

"Then there is no hurry!" Zhu Bashiyi smiled and shook his head slightly. After a few months of running out, he also felt that the current military arrangement method of the Red Turban Army was not very suitable for the battlefield. However, the Red Turban Army's arrangement method was copied from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and there were ready-made examples to follow. As a general under Sesame Li, if he had brought another three-three or three-four system in another time and space without authorization, it was hard to say whether he could adapt to the current war model. A hat that had arbitrarily changed the military system and had ulterior motives would definitely not be able to escape. (Drunkian's note: If you like it, please collect it, thank you.)

Zhao Jun used this Xuzhou Army Chief Shi, who liked to pick bones in eggs, to stare at him every day. Even if Ivanov spoke of the flowers at this moment, Zhu Bashiyi would not easily touch the army organization. But he didn't want to undermine the enthusiasm of the old mercenaries too much. After thinking about it, he added with a smile: "You are just a newcomer and don't understand the situation. Let's wait for two days and follow Xu Baihu to go on a walk. After you understand the situation of our Zuojun, it will not be too late to give me some advice!"

"Then——, obey the order!" Ivanov fought for half his life, and there were no less than twenty generals who served him one after another. Although he was a little more rebellious, he still learned a little bit of the ability to observe his expressions. Seeing that Zhu Bashiyi interrupted his words twice, he realized that he had not yet fully gained the other party's trust. So he gave a gift, closed his mouth and stopped making any more ideas.

"What's going on with Europa right now? It's this name, I'll say that there is the other side of your hometown!" Zhu Bashiyi took him to the account, but it was not just to train troops for himself. After thinking about it, he continued to ask.

"My hometown is not considered Europa!" It was the second time in one day that I heard familiar words from Zhu Bashili. In addition to being surprised, Ivanov felt very kind, and immediately became happy and responded loudly. "It is only necessary to climb over and climb over the Greater Caucasus Mountain. However, I have been fighting in Europa for the past ten years. It was not until the summer of the previous year that I saved enough money to buy a ranch and returned to my hometown."

When he talked about going home, his face showed a gloomy look. The money he saved was enough to buy a ranch that could not be seen from his naked eyes at the price he left his hometown. However, when he returned to his hometown, he found that the price of the ranch had increased ten times, and the money he had to buy was only enough to buy a piece of palm-sized. He also had to pay taxes to the church, pay taxes to the Grand Duke, and pay taxes to the ten thousand households sent by the Golden Horde. As a last resort, he had to accept the Grand Duke's employment and took up his weapons again. Then, along with other recruited soldiers, he was sent to the capital of the Golden Horde, and then walked east for more than four months, and came to a completely unfamiliar era.

Here, in addition to the language needs to be re-learned, the conditions in other aspects are much better than being a soldier in Europa. The food is delicious, the climate is clear in all four seasons, and the discipline requirements are not strict. And there is no unethical church to collect the eleventh tax. Unfortunately, the first time I went to war, I was captured by the "enemy". Whether I can go back alive is still unknown.

"Don't worry, ten years have passed in a flash." Zhu Bashiyi could feel the melancholy in the veteran Youzi's heart, patted the person on the shoulder, and comforted him with a smile, "Besides, you don't have a penny now, even if you go back to your hometown, won't you be able to live?!"

"I will help people build houses!" Ivanov immediately raised his hand and emphasized loudly. After saying a word, he couldn't help but sigh again. There were not many people in his hometown, and he was exploited by churches and nobles over the years. Ordinary people's families are so poor that they can buy houses. Where can they have spare money? And those rich rich men can go to big cities to hire craftsmen with superb skills. Who would look down on him, a half-bucket of water old mercenaries?!

For a moment, he found that except for the efforts of the Governor Zhu in front of him, he had nowhere to live. Ivanov couldn't help but grin and said with a wry smile: "Governor is right! I'll go back now, even if I don't die halfway, I will starve to death at home. I'd better follow you, at least there is hope!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this!" Zhu Bashiyi smiled and patted his shoulder, bringing the topic back to the topic, "What does Europa look like? Can you briefly introduce it to me? I'm more curious?"

"It's boring. Wars are everywhere. Where there is no war, there is a plague. People in a city will die in a blink of an eye!" Ivanov thought for a while and responded with a sigh. "The descendants of the French and Normandians have been fighting for a full ten years, and the war has been temporarily stopped because of the Black Death. The Ottomans in the east are pressing step by step and are about to fight Constantinople, but the local farmers are still busy fighting against taxes. Several lords are calculating each other, and no one cares about the matter outside."

While speaking, he secretly looked at Zhu Bashiyi's expression, curious about how this young rebel general was so interested in the Europa incident? He was not like the senior Mongolian Yuan officials he had met before, and always thought he lived in the center of the whole world!

Zhu Bashiyi has very little knowledge of the history of Europe during this period, but this little is compared to the Chinese in the 21st century. Compared with the Chinese in the mid-14th century, whether they are well-educated scholars or ordinary Bai Ding, his pitiful knowledge of world history can be regarded as extremely profound. While listening to Ivanov's introduction, he nodded frequently according to what he knew, and encountered a place that was really confused.

Several questions were mentioned in the point. After chatting about half a incense stick, Ivanov no longer cared about peeking at his expression, but opened his mouth wide and knelt down straight, "Great Prophet, Ivanov should not doubt you! Ivanov asked you to be magnanimous, forgive, forgive Ivanov for being your slave, follow you all your life, and defend your safety and glory with your life!"

After saying that, according to the etiquette I learned from some unknown where I lay down, my hands, feet and head were prostrated.

"Get up, get up!" Zhu Bashiyi didn't know that he could have the effect of "shocking the tiger's body". He was stunned and pulled Ivanov from the ground with both hands. "I just read a lot of books and read a few books, not a prophet!"

"Your servant has been in Dayuan for more than two years. I have never met someone more profound than you. I have never heard of any book introducing the current situation of Europa!" Ivanov did not dare to struggle hard, but insisted on not believing Zhu Bashiyi's explanation.

"Oh, is that right? Then I think about it, it should be that a few years ago, a passing missionary told me about Europa!" Zhu Bashiyi hated pretending to be a ghost the most. He hesitated for a moment and made up casually.

"Even the missionary, the places he has walked through are extremely limited, and it is impossible to know more than you!" Ivanov firmly disbelief and continued to refute in a low voice. As soon as he spoke, his feet wearing iron boots were suddenly stepped on by Xu Hongsan.

"Well!" Although it didn't hurt, it made him slightly stunned, and he could no longer say anything in his doubts. He secretly said in his heart: "No wonder people around the city say that the governor is the incarnation of angels in the world. Even if this rumor is exaggerated, the governor has at least received an oracle. It is much closer to God than the sodomists in the church!"

The Caucasians have been committed to Orthodoxism since the eleventh century. Although they have been invaded by Muslims in recent decades, the Mongolian rulers are not very interested in the theory of God. However, among the people, the influence of Orthodoxism is still very large. Even those who never go to church firmly believe in the existence of God, prophets and archangels. Therefore, when encountering things that they cannot understand, they instinctively lean on miracles.

When Zhu Bashiyi saw Ivanov's expression, he knew about the discussion of European history and could not continue in a short period of time. Fortunately, he had already learned almost the same thing by this time, knowing that the Hundred Years of War between Britain and France had just begun, Spain and Portugal had not yet emerged, and Constantinople had not yet fallen into the hands of the Ottoman Empire. Of course, there would be no Age of Discovery in the short period of time, let alone the Eight-Nation Alliance.

There was no Eight-Nation Alliance, and his desire to respect himself like a second Japanese devil was completely vain. What he could get from Europe now was probably the simplest knowledge of firearms except for the team combat skills mastered by the old mercenary in front of him.

Thinking of this, he picked up the musket box from the desk, lifted the lid in front of Xu Hongsan and Ivanov, pointed to the copper pistol inside and asked, "Ivan, have you seen this thing in Europe before? On the side of the Mongolian Yuan, I mean how much did you see it after you came to China?"

"Pistol!" Ivanov's eyes lit up immediately. He grabbed the musket from the box, held it in his hand, gestured back and forth outside the window, and kept making a sound of "bang!bang!" from his mouth.

"It's not for you to play, sir, are you asking you!" Xu Hongsan immediately slapped him and reminded him loudly.

"Ah!" Ivanov screamed exaggeratedly, and quickly put the pistol back into the box, nodding his head to respond, "I have seen it. Now, not only Dayuan, but also Europe, which is bigger than this, and looks similar. But this thing is not easy to use. Ninety wrist ruler, which is what you said, you can't wear armor without the distance of thirty steps. Reloading is also very troublesome, and it is not as easy as bows and arrows. The only advantage is that it does not require training, and it can be used by individuals!" (Note 1)

"Only thirty steps?!" Zhu Bashiyi heard it and immediately knew that he had been deceived by Li Si. The pistol looked sophisticated, but it was actually very powerful. The pistol he had blown up some time ago was just suitable for placing it out to scare people. That is, the person who had merged with the memory of another world and was terrified of the gun would be fooled by Li Si. If anyone else was replaced by anyone, I would probably not be fooled!

"His grandma was cheated by the Internet again!" Thinking of this, Zhu Bashiyi couldn't help but sigh. Who said that ancient people were so coaxing me! Why were he put on one after another by the ancients? Looking at the world's time traveling through history, in terms of the degree of unluckyness, I'm afraid I'm not the first, but I can also rank in the top three. Why is Mr. Zhu so lucky?!

Note 1: In the fourteenth century, the unit of measurement was a wrist ruler. The wrist ruler was about 52 to 53 cm. The error was very large.
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