On the bank of Qinghai Lake, the black three-eaves umbrella cover on the top of the Silver Pagoda is opened.
Liu Chengzong and Batur Hutaiji sat in the shadow of the umbrella, and there were bursts of gunfire not far away.
Batur Hutaiji was a very leader-like person. He didn't even look at the guns and cannons delivered from the arsenal. He waved his hand and let his own soldiers test the guns. He invited Liu Chengzong to sit down by the lake. p>
Liu Shizi was also very open-minded. He told me to give orders to the division commander. After the quasi-unit soldiers had finished testing the guns and cannons, they were immediately allowed to fire. They fired 800 times with blunderbuss and 500 times with artillery until the guns and cannons were disabled.
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Huitaiji is not very interested in experimental guns, but is very interested in the open umbrella cover.
Liu Chengzong raised his finger and pointed at the umbrella cover and said with a smile: "You want this? I'll ask someone to make one exactly the same for you later."
Batur Hutai Ji waved his hands repeatedly: "It can't be the same, it can't be the same. I heard that the Ming Dynasty had rituals and systems for all these things. The commander-in-chief learned from it that there must be rituals and systems, and they can't be overstepped."
"Hey, you're overstepping your bounds. You think it's beautiful. This is a second-grade ritual."
Liu Chengzong laughed and said to Huitaiji: "You know where I came from. I didn't make the umbrella cover. In the early years, I fought with the imperial commander-in-chief and he ran away. When my soldiers went to the position, they saw that everything was left behind.
Those are all good materials, and it’s not good to waste them, so I picked them up and have been using them for several years now.”
While the two were chatting and laughing, an old Cossack riding an Ili horse came over with a lock of hair on his head and reported the gun situation to Batur Hutaiji.
Liu Chengzong asked Huetaiji about this man. He looked like he was seventy years old, with a wrinkled face, but he could ride a horse and fire a musket. Everyone who looked at him was curious, thinking that he must have been a fierce general when he was young.
But I didn't expect that when I inquired, I found out that I am only forty-seven this year.
The old man's name is Qiban, and he was born in a small town in southwest Russia called Krome. Anyway, according to Dai Daozi's description, I feel that the strategic location of that place is basically equivalent to that of Yulin in the Ming Dynasty.
This is also an unlucky guy. He belongs to Huang Shengxiao's foreign counterpart. His name is the Shooting Army. It is also divided into the Beijing camp and the local army. Dai Daozi thinks that Qiban is the flag army of the Bian Town Hereditary Guard.
So similar.
Here, Master Wanli behaved badly and refused to go to court to replace his official position; over there, he didn’t even know who the king was for many years.
Here are the banner troops who are stationed in the fields and are forced to neglect the military; over there are the soldiers who are in arrears of pay and are forced to work in agriculture and are used by the nobles at will.
Later, a camp was established here and a new start was established; a standing corps was also established there, which was unique.
Even the end was the same. There was an uprising here, and the starved Weisuo Banner Army was the main force. There was also an uprising there, and the shooting army all over the ground was also the main force.
More than twenty years ago, the peasant uprising army reached the outside of the city where Qiban was stationed. They surrendered on the spot and then attacked the next city. After less than two years of vigorous fighting, the uprising failed due to the rebellion of the nobles. p>
Later, he ran to become a Cossack. Dai Daozi said that the Cossack lifestyle was actually similar to that of their peasant army, especially like the Marshal's Mansion, where they went to a wilderness to catch anyone and beat them up.
Qiban spent several years among the Cossacks. Once he failed to rob the Tatars and was captured. He was sold to the Ottomans and worked as a rowing slave on a galley warship.
For a soldier who came from the lower class of Tsarist Russia, working as a white slave in the Ottoman Empire for several years and coming back alive was considered a further education.
When he regained his freedom and returned to the Don Cossacks, he became the most educated group of people. He could speak Persian fluently and even write a few sentences.
The reason why this level of education can be regarded as one of that small group is because there are many Cossacks who have returned from further training and have achieved academic success.
Qiban had become a little educated and no longer wanted to hang out among the Cossacks. He planned to go home and find a way out. Unexpectedly, before he got home, he met a noble who wanted to build the Great Wall in the south and wanted to recruit him to build the Great Wall.
Great Wall.
The Great Wall of China is in the north because the Mongols are in the north; the Great Wall of Russia is in the south because the Mongols are in the south.
Their southern captives are the Crimean Khanate. To be honest, Tsarist Russia is not afraid of them at all. The Tatars fight to rob. They have taken millions of people as slaves in the past few decades. Are they still afraid of you robbing them? Tsarist Russia, still in the era of feudal aristocracy, directly used poverty to immunize against robbery.
What does it have to do with me, the Czar, if you rob the manor’s landlord’s farm?
The Tsar didn't have many hobbies and interests. He only had one responsibility: Poland.
In order to prepare for a big war, they bought more than 10,000 outdated heavy muskets from Sweden, which had completed military reforms, and led the army to fight Poland in the west.
Unexpectedly, the army suddenly attacked and fortified the city, and the city was almost surrounded. The Tatars looted it from the south. The noble lord led his troops back to defend their property, and the offensive collapsed instantly.
So Tsarist Russia wanted to build the Great Wall.
Qiban escaped again, but this time he was not so lucky and was caught and exiled to Siberia.
In Siberia, Qiban, who was already an old man, was captured again in an attack on the Tatars and became the slave of the Tatar leader Batur Kuntaiji.
In the words of Junggar Taiji, this Qiban is good at everything, but he only knows how to row a boat and not build a boat.
Batur Hutaiji was very satisfied with the performance of Bird Gun. Of course, this was based on the fact that Liu Chengzong had told him about the situation of Bird Gun in advance, and explained all the advantages and disadvantages.
But for Huetaiji, he doesn't care about the shortcomings. On the one hand, because there are cannons as supplementary firepower, he doesn't need every musket to have the power to penetrate heavy armor.
On the other hand, he snickered and told Liu Chengzong a secret: "The muskets of the Rakshasa barbarians are more powerful in my hands than in their hands."
Liu Chengzong was very puzzled by this: "Why is this?"
Have you recharged?
"Their gunpowder is not good." Batur Hutaiji gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "My gunpowder was prepared by Yarkand back then. It's good gunpowder. They bought so many big-tube muskets, but they can't shoot them like you."
The gun is powerful."
"I heard that they were able to buy so many muskets because the sellers had better gunpowder and made shorter and lighter muskets, so they sold heavy muskets to them. Unlike the commander, who sold them directly to me.
OK!"
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When Liu Chengzong thought about it, this statement was quite credible.
They have a fixed formula of gunpowder, which determines that as long as the strength of the blunderbuss tube is allowed, the length remains unchanged and the larger the caliber, the more powerful it will be.
However, other people in this world do not have a fixed gunpowder formula, which results in holding a large-caliber musket and suffering heavy hardships, but unable to exert the power of a large-caliber gun.
Moreover, the power of this thing mainly depends on the opponent. If it were not for the increasing trend of heavy equipment in the Liaodong battlefield, Liu Chengzong would not choose heavy individual firearms.
However, Liu Chengzong didn't take Huitai Ji's wearing of high hat seriously at all. No one was a fool. He didn't sell Huitai Ji any firearms in service. Both he and Huitai Ji knew it well, so he just smiled and said nothing. He knew that Huitaiji must have something else to say.
Because when he returned to the Navy Yamen, he summoned Dai Daozi first and then Huitaiji.
Dai Daozi reported that during the days when the Generalissimo was away from the Navy Yamen, Batur Hutaiji's life was very regular.
He would go to the seaside dock on time every day to see the warships that were about to be launched. At other times, he would shut himself in the official room of the post station in the Navy Yamen and ponder some strange things.
Dai Daozi bumped into him many times. Junggar Taiji broke a lot of small wooden sticks and threw them all over the table, as if he was doing divination.
Sure enough, seeing Liu Chengzong's silence, Huitaiji said: "Generalissimo, I have calculated that with the goods I can currently provide, I can only buy equipment for a thousand-man team next year, but I also need a ship... so I
I think I owe you some money."
Before he could speak, Batur Hutaiji said: "Commander, don't worry, I can only control Junggar. If there are three thousand-man troops armed, I can control the entire Oirat."
In fact, Junggar currently has the strongest voice in Oiratli. However, after losing this battle, his prestige will inevitably be damaged when he returns. The armed forces of three thousand-man troops can allow Junggar to not only restore his status in the shortest time, but also regain his position in the army.
Have an advantage when facing various ministries.
He said: "If I can control Oirat, I can exchange 50,000 sheepskins for 50,000 mink, fox and snowskin."
Liu Chengzong raised his eyebrows: "So many?"
Hutaiji waved his hand and said: "Not many. There are many fishing and hunting tribes in the swamps of the lower reaches of the Irtysh River. The hunting season there is from October to April of the next year. An experienced hunter can hunt one hundred and twenty.
To two hundred and eighty mink skins."
"We have our hunting tradition. We will not force each of them to pay two hundred mink skins like the Rakshasa people. As long as I can get those tribes to resume paying me tribute, I can give out twenty thousand mink skins and three hundred thousand mink skins every year.
All kinds of furs, so boats are necessary."
In fact, Huitai Ji has a wilder heart, not only in the northern swamps, but also in the Yenisey River Basin northeast of the Tianshan Mountains, where the Kyrgyz tribe lives, and the vast land that reaches even further to the ice sea.
Even if the entire land is not used for hunting, it can still provide 2 million squirrel skins, 200,000 snow-clearing skins, and 50,000 white fox skins every year.
But what Batur Hutaiji thought was normal, Liu Chengzong was worried that this guy would kill all the small animals in Siberia for weapons and equipment.
He shook his head and said: "Huitai Ji, you don't have to just focus on leather. If you submit to the Marshal's Mansion, I won't treat you badly. There are many trades we can do, such as cashmere. I can give you a shot of sixteen pounds of cashmere."
Musket."
"Or gold and silver, I can clearly mark the price here. I plan to mint a batch of gold and silver coins for our trade in the future. You should have gold, silver and copper over there."
"I will send people to explore and find the mines. My people will provide the mining technology, and your people will be responsible for mining. You will pay 50% of the mining income to the government as mineral tax, and the remaining 50% is your own. Let the caravan
Bring it here and I will mint coins for you, and get the goods directly from me."
To be honest, Huitaiji is increasingly unable to accept Liu Chengzong’s enthusiasm.
If the initial conditions had already made Huitaiji suspect that Liu Chengzong had a Tatar hidden in the skin of the Han people, then now he really suspected that he was the reincarnation of Genghis Khan, and he himself was the Mongolian Chosen One selected by Genghis Khan.
People.
He would even ask himself, why, why?
It cannot be said that Liu Chengzong's trade is not profitable, but on his side is the entire Marshal's Mansion, but on his side, he is always just himself.
This is a piece of big cake that is brought to your mouth.
If this continues, I am afraid that by next year he will be the richest Taiji in Mongolia.
Before he could say anything, Liu Chengzong smashed another piece of cake: "When you become the real leader of Oirat, you must settle down and stop asking people to go to the salt pond to ask for salt. Salt is a very important thing, you should send people
Protect it, dedicate people to mine it, set up official salt merchants in each tribe, and use your horse teams to transport salt to them."
"When I mint copper coins and silver coins, each person will use about two to three kilograms of salt a year. Each kilogram will be set at a price. For example, here it is 260 copper coins per kilogram, which is about one sheepskin per kilogram. You
If you control salt, you control a tax. How many people you can control will determine how much money these people can give you every year."
Under the shadow of the umbrella, Batur Hutaiji leaned back, raised his head, opened his mouth slightly, and stared blankly at the blue sky.
Mathematics is a relatively complicated problem for him, but it is related to wealth and deserves serious consideration.
One hundred thousand people means one hundred thousand sheepskins per year, one million people means one million sheepskins per year... Batur Hutaiji shook his head, there are almost that many people in Oirat, but they can't bear to get so many sheepskins every year.
He has to find an equivalent.
But with Liu Chengzong's copper coin, he couldn't figure it out. He only knew that it was a very rich fortune.
He asked Liu Chengzong very seriously and doubtfully: "Why does the Generalissimo treat me so well?"
Liu Chengzong was surprised by this question: "I thought I had made it clear to you a long time ago that I need you to guard the northwest fence for me for generations."
Batur Hutaiji knew this, but he felt that this reason was not enough. He said: "Generalissimo, I know this, but my opponents do not... They are very weak compared to you, and they are not worth investing so much cost."
, does the Generalissimo want us to go to the Central Plains to fight for you?"
"I will go to the Central Plains, but Huitaiji, your idea is not acceptable. Being weak does not mean that you will not become strong."
Liu Chengzong looked at Huitaiji, raised his index finger and waved it slightly: "You may not know what Tao is. I said that the opposite is the movement of Tao, and the weak is the use of Tao... This is the mutual generation of existence and non-being, difficulty and ease, blessing and misfortune.
Everything changes."
"Things change according to their own rules, and the same applies to the rise and fall of countries. What are the rules? The strong ones will get lost and stagnate, the poor will work hard to get rich, and the weak will try their best to make progress, and eventually the offense and defense will change."
"No one can be perfect in all things in the world. Even the most Han people, after a period of drunkenness and wealth, just woke up and traveled south in clothes. Who created it is not important. It is more important who uses it, who learns it, and who promotes it."
"In the past, the world we saw was only this big, and the Han and Hu were enemies. But now the world has become bigger, and we have also decided the winner. Look at your soldiers, he has gone almost half of the world."
As Liu Chengzong spoke, he pulled out his Yanling sword, which shocked Huetaiji, but he saw him looking at the clear blade and saying: "You and I use the same sword, and we are also the same people, and he walked by
Those places, the people in those places are different from us."
"Whether you think they are strong or weak, you must admit that they can see you and peek at me, but you and I cannot see them. Learn, only when you see them can you know where they are weaker than us and where we are.
We are strong, and then we learn. If we can learn, we will become stronger. Stones from other mountains can attack jade... I can give you all the support you want. Go to the west for me."
With that said, he sheathed the sword and pushed it towards Batur Hutaiji. He quickly stood up and took the sword in a confused manner.
Liu Chengzong looked into Huitaiji's eyes, with a cold smile hidden in his face: "Look at them."
