The training of the new army is not that easy and must start with the popularization of knowledge.
Gunpowder is a completely unfamiliar new thing to people in this world, and they have never been exposed to it.
As for gunpowder, guns, and artillery, they didn't know what the weapons looked like or how powerful they were.
That's why Long Chen showed them the power of gunpowder on the first day of assembly.
In the subsequent training, shooters from Linglong Pavilion explained the use of flintlock guns and explosives, especially safety issues.
Gunpowder must not see sparks, otherwise you will not be killed by the explosion, but yourself.
Long Chen stood on the general platform, looking at the female soldiers gathered around the audience, thinking about how to speed up the process.
"They are very curious."
Dugu Linglong came over, looked at the female soldier and said.
Long Chen smiled and said: "You were the same at the beginning. You didn't understand anything. Learning new weapons requires a process. You can't rush it."
Long Chen thought about it carefully and realized that haste makes waste, and he could not forcefully speed up troop training.
The quality of the soldiers trained in this way is not high enough.
I would rather spend more time training, wait until everything is done, and become famous in one battle.
"That's because I didn't recognize what you tinkered with at the beginning."
"The iron bullets fired by the muskets are invisible, and the armor in the army can be broken easily. The day when such an army is trained, you will be invincible."
Gongsun Linglong looked expectantly at the female soldiers who were asking questions around the coach.
Long Chen shook his head and smiled: "It's not that exaggerated. The purity and power of gunpowder are limited, and it is impossible to be invincible."
Long Chen improved the gunpowder production process and also performed granulation processing, but the power had reached its limit.
Long Chen thought about going one step further and creating bullets.
But this matter is too complicated, and the casting technology in this world cannot reach it at all.
Of course Long Chen could do it step by step, starting with basic things like lathes and milling machines, but this process would take more than ten years, or even decades, and Long Chen didn't have the patience.
"Such a powerful weapon is invincible enough."
Gongsun Linglong continued confidently: "When muskets and gunpowder appear, Xixia will definitely be shocked."
"Don't forget that we still have something. If we use cannons to blast them, those city walls will look like paper."
"Besides, I always feel that if a flintlock gun is used to focus fire, even the masters of Emperor Wu will not escape death!"
Iron bullets fire very quickly, much faster than crossbows.
The fastest speed of a crossbow is about 120 meters per second.
Iron bullets are different, much faster.
The most important thing is that the iron bullet is invisible. If it is focused on the fire, it will definitely be shot.
"How about we give it a try? You are a master of the Martial Emperor."
Gongsun Linglong looked at Long Chen with a smile.
Long Chen's face darkened, and he said unhappily: "You want to murder your husband! Use me as a target to test, have you had enough? You don't want me anymore at night?"
Gongsun Linglong blushed and spat: "Shameless! Whenever I want to live, you force me!"
Long Chen smiled and said: "You are so heartless when it comes to your words, and your love is so deep that you wish you could tie me to you."
"Just like last night, I told you to let go, otherwise you will bear the consequences."
"How are you? Do you remember what you said then?"
Gongsun Linglong blushed as she recalled it, but she couldn't remember what she said.
At that time, the brain enters a state of confusion, and everything is done and spoken instinctively.
"What did I say?"
Gongsun Linglong asked tentatively.
Long Chen leaned against Gongsun Linglong's ear and said, "Say."
Gongsun Linglong was so embarrassed that her neck turned red, and she cursed in a low voice: "I didn't say, you wronged me!"
"What's inside is inside, how could I say such a thing!"
"If you dare to slander me again in the future, my sister will kill you!"
Long Chen chuckled and said, "Kill me? Didn't you say bite me just now?"
Gongsun Linglong knew that her flirtatious words could not be compared to Long Chen's, so she turned around and walked into the training ground to personally explain the use of weapons to the new recruits.
Long Chen entered the Chinese army's tent to rest.
It is said to be a Chinese military tent, but it is actually a house. This house was originally a residence for the management of logistics supplies.
The training began slowly, and the new recruits gradually became familiar with the use of the flintlock rifle.
Fengming Palace.
Di Waner was holding a tray with the minister's memorial on it.
Steadily walking into the imperial study, the empress was talking to Yingfeng.
"The things in Linglong Pavilion must be protected and let the shadow guards take care of everything. No news can be leaked."
The empress is instructing Yingfeng to provide logistical support for Long Chen and supply all people, property and goods in full.
"Weichen knows that we just sent a batch of supplies yesterday."
Yingfeng was very fond of Long Chen, and she would send the best things to him without the empress's orders.
The empress asked: "Have you gone to see the training progress? How is it?"
Yingfeng replied: "The progress is going very smoothly. Linglong said that the new recruits have started firing live ammunition."
The empress nodded and said, "It's going to snow soon. Let's send a batch of supplies to keep out the cold."
"The Long Family Army at Jade Buddha Pass, have their cold clothes been delivered?"
Yingfeng replied: "It's been delivered. It will be ready in late autumn."
Di Waner gently put the memorial down.
"Okay, it's okay."
The empress picked up the memorial and began to review it.
Yingfeng exited the imperial study, leaving Di Wan'er to serve in the room.
Zhenguo Temple.
Monk Kongji, wearing thick monk robes, leather boots and a monk's hat on his head, walked up to the top of Zhenguo Temple and looked at the Jade Buddha Pass in the east.
The cold wind howled all night, and the first snow fell on Zhenguo Temple.
Yellow walls and red tiles, covered with white snow.
The surrounding yellow earth was also covered with a layer of white, making it look less barren.
Kongji stood on the top of a mountain covered with white snow, her bright red cassock swaying in the wind, looking particularly bright.
Behind him, Deshan walked up, one foot deep and the other shallow, and stood beside Kong Ji.
The snow was up to my ankles.
"There is no movement at the Jade Buddha Pass. Long Chengen has been hiding in the capital and will not come out."
"Brother, do you think this dead eunuch is talking nonsense on purpose?"
Deshan kept staring at Jade Buddha Pass, fearing that Long Chen would make a surprise attack.
Just like last time, they didn't even know Long Chen arrived at Jade Buddha Pass.
Shi Ming, who broke into the rear, was caught off guard by Long Chen and was killed on the spot.
Therefore, Deshan kept sending people to keep an eye on him, but no trace of Long Chen was found.
"It's definitely not a bluff. He said that he wanted to destroy Daxia, and he also openly said that he would use Daxia as a betrothal gift. Long Chengen will definitely attack Daxia."
"The calm before the storm is the scariest thing. Long Chengen didn't make any movement. He must be holding back the bad news."
"Send someone to sneak into Jade Buddha Pass to see if there is any movement."
"People from the capital of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty were sent out to see if Long Chengen was in the capital and what he was doing in the capital."
Kong Ji was very sure that Long Chen definitely wanted to destroy Xixia.
Long Chen didn't make any movement, he must be plotting a dirty trick.
"Okay, I'll send someone to investigate again."
Deshan glanced at the Jade Buddha Pass, turned around and walked down the mountain, returning to the temple to make arrangements.
Kongji stood on the top of the mountain and stared blankly for a long time.
The dark clouds in the sky were low, and the heavy snow began to fall again. The dark sky seemed to be falling. The flying snowflakes covered the monk's hat and the bright red cassock was also covered with snowflakes.
Kong Ji raised his head and glanced at the sleepy sky, sighed secretly in his heart, and turned back to Zhenguo Temple.
