On May 6, the fifth year of Tianqi, Thousand Houses of Jiangdongmen

When the sky was slightly bright, melodious military horns rang over the military camp.

Yang Feng's personal guard captain Song Ye opened his eyes and sat up like a conditioned reflex, then began to make the bed and fold the quilt. The same was true for the other servants in the room. For a moment, the whole room was filled with nervous and orderly busy sounds.

"Quickly... everyone gets up and wash up immediately."

Although everyone's movements were already very fast, Song Ye's urging voice continued to sound. As Yang Feng's personal guards and servants, their requirements were naturally stricter than others. Needless to say, the personal guards all understood this, otherwise why would they have twice as much food and pay than other soldiers and equipped with more elite weapons and armor.

It took them less than ten minutes to get dressed and wash, and then everyone started to wear armor. This is a routine thing for everyone every day. First of all, everyone had to put the front and back breastplates made of two largest pieces of steel weighing more than ten pounds and put them on their bodies, and then spliced ​​the remaining ten pieces of iron armor piece by piece, which was very similar to the puzzle.

At the beginning, many people struggled to wear armor. It took a long time to put it on. However, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and it is not that difficult to wear it. After putting on the armor, everyone finally walked to the large glass mirror more than one person in front of the door to start tidying up each other's military appearance. In addition, some guards began to clean the room, while the rest wiped weapons.

This has to be said that Yang Feng is doing well. As a person who sells mirrors, he naturally thinks of his own people first when he has benefits. However, if the dignitaries in Nanjing know that the big mirrors he is as precious as treasures can be seen everywhere in the military camps full of Qiu Ba, it would be so angry that he would be so angry.

Yang Feng is not a military genius, nor is he awesome. But who has let him stand behind him a mature world system? Thanks to the developed network and information, Yang Feng revised the military regulations of later generations and copied it into this era. Whether it is the internal relationships within the army, etiquette, military appearance and discipline, work and rest, daily systems, duty, guards, point inspections, emergency combat preparations and emergency gatherings, equipment or military horses, food and finance, hygiene, production, camping management, etc., they are all under strict management. Each household, general flag, and small flag's internal affairs must be evaluated once a month, and those who fail the evaluation must be punished.

The motto that Yang Feng has always believed is that even the worst order is a hundred times better than the lack of order, and he did not underestimate the people of this era at all. He believed that no matter whether it is modern or ancient, as long as it is human, many things will have common characteristics. After several months of hard training, the military appearance and discipline of the Qianhu Institute of Jiangdongmen can be said to have achieved a new result. Although this army has never seen blood, the soldiers have a faint sense of toughness, whether they walk, speak, or act.

Twenty minutes later, the sergeants who had finished tidying up the housework began to appear on the school ground. First, they routinely marching with full-weight cross-country hiking for five kilometers every day. After returning from the off-country marching with heavy armor and dozens of kilograms of weapons and backpacks, everyone was wet with sweat. After a simple rest for two quarters of an hour, everyone began to go to the barracks restaurant to have breakfast one after another. After breakfast, the whole sky had already lit up, and it was time for the sergeants to start exercising.

The spearmen practices assassination, the heavy shield hands practices raising shields to resist impact, the knife and shield hands practices fighting, and the musketeers naturally practice shooting.

The smoothbore rifle made by Yang Feng is another famous brown bass flintlock rifle. This gun is famous for its reliability, durability and great power. After imitating him, Yang Feng shamelessly named it the Yang family flintlock rifle.

Now the musketman Feng Degui is holding a flintlock rifle in his hand. Its gun barrel is made of high-strength steel pipe, with a diameter of 0.76 inches, which is 19.304 mm, a gun body with a length of 158.75 cm, and a gun barrel of 106.7 cm. There is a sight on the barrel, and a wooden bracket is installed on the wooden bracket. The muzzle has three inches of wooden brackets. The back part of the wooden bracket is bent downward. The bottom of the gun barrel is closed with bolts, and there is a strip under the gun. There is a crane mouth and a steel baffle the size of a matchbox in the rear half of the barrel.

After experiments, the maximum range of this Yang family musket is 200 meters, and the effective range is about 100 meters. Each musketman is equipped with an ammunition bag, which contains 60 paper ammunition, plus armor, dry food, kettle and other things. The weight of the whole person is no less than 60 kilograms. Of course, this is just a daily training, and many things will naturally be removed during wartime.

At this time, Feng Degui, who was standing on the training ground, skillfully took out a paper-loaded ammunition from the ammunition bag at his waist. The surface of the ammunition was wrapped in mulberry paper, bite the surface of the mulberry paper with his mouth, then pour a little black gunpowder into the gunpowder pool, then close the baffle to seal the gunpowder, then stuff the remaining gunpowder and the lead bullet inside into the barrel, and then pull out the strips from the bottom of the barrel to fix the gunpowder and the lead bullet.

After doing all this, Feng Degui held the abdomen with his left hand, held the butt in his right hand, and pulled the hammer with his flint to the firing position with his thumb. His eyes, the gate and the sight were trained into a line. After aiming for a while, he pulled the trigger. He heard a crisp "pop" sound, and a pungent smell of gunpowder came up with black smoke. There was a small black hole in the wood in front that acted as a target.

Feng Degui grinned happily. He was a famous sharpshooter among their hundreds of households. He could score eight shots within a hundred steps. Such a correct head was already amazing for smooth-bore muskets, and his shooting speed was also very fast. Basically, he could shoot three to four times a minute. Such speed was already amazing. You know, it took him less than four months to go from a rookie to a sharpshooter. Such speed was already amazing.

Looking at the crisp gunfire sounds in the shooting range, Yang Feng, who was wearing armor, stood beside the shooting range, nodded secretly. There is a certain reason why the heat weapon can replace cold weapons. Before the firearm appeared, it would take at least three years to train a qualified archer, and an elite archer can usually drive a stone bow (120 kilograms), with a range of only about seventy or eighty steps. The most important thing is that an archer will lose strength after shooting more than ten arrows in succession.

On the other hand, there is no such disadvantage for musketeers. The time required to train a musketeer is only three or four months, and at most no more than half a year. Moreover, as long as the ammunition is not finished, they will fire a few shots. And with the development of firearms, musketeers will be blazing bows and arrows in terms of range and shooting accuracy, and there is no worry about exhaustion. In this way, it is natural for firearms to replace bows and arrows.
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