This shocking scene on the school grounds not only shocked the tribute envoys, but even Zhang Fu and other Ming army generals.
Success is only one step away.
Then, the vassal infantry who did not encounter any resistance during the charge fell down for more than a third at this moment. Their dead bodies piled up almost instantly in the smoke. Those behind who could not stop in time were even killed.
He stumbled, then looked around blankly among the piled dead bodies, howling in terror...
"Twenty taels of gold!"
Yang Feng's roar suddenly sounded in the silence.
It’s not over yet!
This good show is only half played at best.
But the Ming army at this time is really worry-free!
Very high quality.
It's no problem to shoot a volley in the face.
This tactic extremely tests the psychological quality of the soldiers. Although they are not facing muskets, seeing the enemy rush to less than ten steps before firing in an orderly manner is already considered elite.
This distance is only a few seconds.
It can be said that if you blink a few times, the opponent will come over to you with a knife.
But it's understandable.
After all, they are from the cold weapon era. Compared with the past melee fighting on the front line, ten steps is not really close. In the past, they were stabbed face to face with spears and chopped with knives. Now it is just shooting at ten steps. There is no pressure at all.
However, the vassal infantry still had a chance. At this time, they were indeed behind the dead bodies, looking at the Ming army on the opposite side. The excitement of twenty taels of gold could be said to instantly overwhelm their fear. After all, the musketeers had no time to reload. Accompanied by a few
The man who was dominated by gold howled, and the remaining vassal infantry started to move forward like crazy, stepping on the dead bodies in front of them, fighting to the death for the twenty taels of gold.
The musketeers on the opposite side immediately retreated.
Almost at the same time, the spearmen also picked up their spears, holding them in front of one hand and holding them behind the other. The densely packed spears moved forward to form a dense forest.
The musketeers retreated into the woods.
Immediately afterwards, the vassal infantry protected themselves with shields and ran into the dense forest of spears.
but……
Can't hit it.
There are just too many spears.
The impact side of a sword player is almost facing four or five spears, which is equivalent to one person and four or five people on the opposite side. He wants to use his shield to push to the side, and then as soon as the gap is revealed, the opposite spear player only needs to move his hand slightly.
, the spear stabbed directly in the face.
In the age of cold weapons, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. It is really not brave enough to break through the formation of spears.
At the same time, the musketeers who retreated into the forest of spears began to reload. Although they could actually crawl under the spears to attack, it was not worth using this tactic for the opponent at this time. After reloading, they could just hide their faces at a few meters away, and look at
As they loaded their ammunition slowly but methodically, the vassal infantry who could not break through the forest of spears became more and more frightened.
Although they reload slowly, as long as they reload, they will be dead!
You can see clearly from such a distance.
Fear instantly overwhelmed the desire for gold.
The first one to escape appears immediately.
Then everyone screamed in panic, turned around and ran away like crazy.
The musketeers behind finished loading...
"What face are you giving me!"
Yang Feng said dissatisfied.
Those musketeers did not actually shoot at the escaping vassal infantry, but they all shot at the ground behind them, causing pieces of dust to fly. However, they ran even more embarrassed in fear, it could be said that they were rolling and crawling. Behind them
The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion laughed. Their casualties were almost zero. Although a few were hit by arrows, the cavalry did not dare to get close. At least, the arrows shot by the cavalry bows from fifty or sixty meters away were basically useless.
They can't even wear armor.
At this time the cavalry also withdrew.
Nearly half of these cavalrymen were killed or injured.
The two wings look like protruding musket phalanxes, but they are the same as the bastion, forming cross fire with the same musket phalanx on the other side. Even if the cavalry is a hundred or even two hundred steps away, they still have to face the bullets.
kill.
Two hundred steps later, he was still killed with one blow.
So in the end, the total of infantry and cavalry totaled 260 vassal soldiers, but there were more than 100 casualties.
Of course, there would be more casualties in the actual battle, and it’s hard to say how many of them could even escape. The few who are left alive now can go back just to publicize the Shenji Battalion and scare those within the vassal. After this battle, it is estimated that these vassals will lose their lives in a short time.
It is difficult to have the courage to rebel. After all, this battle is almost despairing, and there is no hope of winning.
This is how you have to deal with vassals.
"The might of the heavenly soldiers is invincible, and the foreign ministers are fortunate to receive the emperor's favor. Only those who have been loyal for generations are regarded as the vassals."
A tribute envoy next to him quickly knelt down and kowtowed.
The other tribute envoys knelt down and kowtowed to His Royal Highness the Emperor.
The emperor's grandson quickly helped one up.
"You tribute envoys are safe and sound. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will also protect the vassals. From now on, as long as you abide by the ministers' honors, the Ming Dynasty will protect the vassals and enjoy the country forever. These dead and injured people will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver. You will bring the dead ones back to you.
His relatives who participated in the incident and were not injured will be rewarded with ten taels of silver each.
The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion judge their merits by fighting."
he said.
Then there was a chorus of praise and praise.
It is obvious that His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor is already a bit like the Holy Lord and the Mingjun. He combines kindness and power. He is shocked by the crushing victory of the Shenji Battalion, and promises to rule the people for generations, and then rewards him with money.
All of a sudden, everyone was in awe of the power of God.
Then the tribute envoys retired one after another.
As for the casualties...
Death and injury are all!
It is their glory to be injured in the hands of the soldiers of heaven.
Do these tribute envoys, who are basically slave owners, still need to care about the lives of their soldiers? As long as the Ming Dynasty rewards twenty taels of silver in the future, let them bring a group of sparring partners every time they pay tribute, and then let the Ming Dynasty
Soldiers will be happy to kill and play tomorrow.
And give the dead ones to their relatives?
All the silver in the hands of those who are still alive must be given to them.
Got it all!
"If we could attach a spear head to the divine machine gun, wouldn't we not even use the spearman? When the enemy is in battle, all we need to do is rush forward ten steps and fire a volley, and then use the divine machine gun as a short spear to charge forward."
Zhang Fu looked at the retrained Shenji Battalion and said.
"That will be the tactic in the future. This kind of volley was thought up by a monarch of a small country in the West more than two hundred years later. He relied on this to run rampant in the West. But as you said, it really came after the use of the flintlock gun. The magic gun is
The matchlock is not only heavy but has a slow rate of fire, while the flintlock gun is ignited by flint and is completely mechanical, light and has a fast rate of fire. At that time, you can completely abandon the spear, fire a volley in front of the battle, and then mount a bayonet and charge."
Yang Feng said.
The famous general's thinking is still very advanced.
However, there is really no way to use a bayonet on a matchlock gun. After all, this thing is too heavy. Using a bayonet is better than wielding it as a big stick.
Being a big stick is very powerful.
After all, a magical gun weighs ten kilograms. There is no way around it. The Ming Dynasty does not have high-quality iron ore, and it is temporarily unable to smelt the barrel of the genuine Sur matchlock gun. The only solution is to increase the thickness, so it is two kilograms heavier than the original version.
"When can a flintlock gun be made?"
The emperor's grandson said eagerly.
"Then you have to ask His Majesty, but His Majesty is not keen on this. He is already very satisfied with the matchlock gun."
Yang Feng said.
Zhu Yuanzhang indeed thought so.
The main reason is that the cost of the flintlock gun is too high, it requires too many skilled workers, and it requires too much high-quality steel. Even if the barrel can be thickened, the photothermal treatment of those springs and small parts requires a large number of excellent skilled workers. Not to mention
The processing of various relatively precise parts is itself very high-end for this era, so a flintlock gun requires several times more off-the-job workers than a matchlock gun, and to feed these workers requires more farmers' surplus grain, and the court's expenditure is more than
It currently costs several times more.
This was what Zhu Yuanzhang was always careful to avoid.
And it's not necessary.
After all, not to mention matchlock guns, just rapid-fire cannons and three-eyed guns can already crush the surrounding enemies.
If we just talk about making it, this is already fast.
“How can it be worse when it’s better?”
The emperor's grandson said in confusion.
As a young man, unlike his grandfather, he needs to consider all aspects.
Such as cost.
Such as various long-term things.
As long as it's good for him, then do it, just like the plate armor on his body.
The second generation is like this, and so is Zhu Di. The first generation had a difficult start, knew enough was enough, and knew the need to control national power. But when the second generation took over a powerful empire, all they needed was how to realize their ambitions and control national power. This was not their concern.
scope.
If this succeeds, he will be the emperor of the ages; if it fails, he will be Emperor Sui Yang.
In Zhu Di's later period, national power also consumed a lot of money.
It's just that he had voyages to the West and could rely on his overseas trade monopoly to support him. After all, he used pepper to pay officials.
So the officials couldn't bear it anymore.
After all, the first batch of this thing is really cost-effective, the second batch is just okay, the third batch is not cost-effective, and the fourth, fifth and sixth batches are just like cutting them like leeks. The whole country is full of pepper, you damn it
Ask Zheng He to buy one hundred catties for one tael of silver in Sumatra, and then convert it into ten taels of silver for one catty and give us wages!
Be conscientious!
You are happy, we all hold a bunch of pepper and sell it at a low price, and we bear all the losses on you.
At this time Zhang Xianzong came over.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Feng looked at him.
Zhang Bandu obviously has something going on.
He looked at Yang Feng, then at the Emperor Taisun.
"Your Highness, His Majesty just issued an order to summon the Duke of Liang to return to the court, saying that he was planning to conquer Annan."
he said.
Zhu Yunxi has already started handling government affairs.
Zhu Yuanzhang deserves recognition for this. As soon as he chooses a successor, he will immediately learn how to handle government affairs, and even gradually give him power, just like an old farmer who feels that he should take care of himself and quickly hand over the land to his children and grandchildren.
Of course, the main thing is absolute confidence.
After all, he is the one who conquered this world. He has absolute control, so he doesn’t have to worry about his children and grandchildren waiting for him!
"Come back as soon as you come back. Liang Guogong has been in Guangxi for almost three years. Now the Japanese country has almost been solved. Although the tribute envoy is dead, Ashikaga Yoshimitsu has no other tricks. After all, the army of King Yan is there. The Japanese country is over.
, naturally it is Annan, Duke Liang has been training his troops for so long, it is reasonable for your majesty to call him back to discuss how to march."
The emperor's grandson said casually.
Zhang Xianzong did not dare to say anything more, then raised his head and shut his mouth under Yang Feng's strange eyes.
Mount Wutai.
"Lanyu came to Beijing to deal with you, right?"
said the little princess sitting on the swing.
"Why did you suddenly become smarter?"
Yang Feng said.
"Ha, Lan Yu has a bad temper, and he has a high self-esteem. He always thinks that he is the most powerful, and none of the veterans he can take seriously.
He couldn't even look down on someone like Fu Youde.
But now there's you again.
If he comes to Beijing, with his nostrils turned upward, and faces you, who also likes to cause trouble, he will be like two tigers in a mountain! What's more, you are also closely related to Yunxi, and he thinks that Yunxi's
Protector, when I see that you are bewitching Yunxi, how can I still find you pleasing to the eye? My father is taking revenge. Get Lan Yu back and ask him to take care of you, and then my father can watch the fun."
The little princess said with a smile.
She was still swaying happily there, crossing her little feet from time to time.
Then Yang Feng grabbed her braid...
"You are so gloating!"
he said.
The little princess quickly covered her head and looked at him angrily.
Zhang Ying looked at them speechlessly.
"But you are right. Your father did bring him back to deal with me, but he does not rule out using my hands to kill him. In short, it is best for me and him to die together."
Yang Feng grabbed the little princess's braid and slowly dragged it there.
"Then what are you going to do?"
the little princess asked expectantly.
"Let's see, if he really doesn't know how to live or die, then you can kill him, otherwise your father will kill him sooner or later! Your father hasn't completed the feudal king's layout yet. If he completes it, he thinks nothing will happen. Then
The blue jade is useless. For your father, when it is useless, it is time to settle accounts.
His iron ticket must have used up the last bar of electricity, right?"
Yang Feng said.
Iron coupons have a number of uses.
It can only be guaranteed three times, and Lan Yu will definitely count it at least once when shelling the door.
Therefore, Zhu Yuanzhang followed the rules when he killed the hero.
If you give me an iron ticket, you will be exempted from three capital punishments, and you will be exempted from marking one line at a time. After three lines are drawn, it will be useless. At that time, if he wants to kill him, it will not be considered as a broken promise. This thing is not always effective, and there is no guarantee for treason. But in this case, it should be still
It's not used up. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang originally killed him on the charge of treason. In short, Zhu Yuanzhang made it clear this time that he was angry with Yang Feng and found someone to play with him.
Kill two birds with one stone.
Lan Yu can deal with Yang Feng, of course His Majesty the Emperor can watch the fun.
Lan Yu angered Yang Feng and was killed...
What a good thing!
Save yourself the trouble.
"You are arranging my father again. Now all the veteran generals are almost dead. Feng Sheng and Fu Youde are also old, so only Lan Yu is left. When Yunxi succeeds to the throne, wouldn't it be good for him to expand his territory outside?
"
The little princess said dissatisfiedly.
"Ha, Yang Jian said you are right. I have been working diligently to open up territory for the Great Zhou Dynasty, and after I finished it, I didn't snatch it away and make it mine."
Yang Feng said.
After saying that, he let go, and then pushed the little princess to swing forward.
Then he turned and left.
"What are you going to do?"
The little princess shouted from behind.
"Of course I'm going to make a comic strip and continue arranging your father's story."
Yang Feng said.
"I am coming too."
The little princess instantly became energetic and quickly jumped off the swing, then caught up with Yang Feng, hugged his arm and happily went to blackmail her father. Zhang Ying quickly caught up behind him, pressing one shoulder with one hand and pulling Yang Feng away.