The busiest person during this period of time is undoubtedly Rui.
Every day I have to recruit workers, promote education, and popularize Sinology. I am very busy.
As for those who have come to the construction site to participate in the construction, while working, the scholars from the Academy of Sciences take turns teaching them, starting with the simplest Chinese characters.
However, the local people are not interested in Sinology. They only see white rice and wages.
Beilin thought of a way and joined the assessment system. As long as she could recognize ten words, she would be rewarded with an extra copper coin.
The local currency is similar to that of the Ming Dynasty, including copper coins, silver coins and gold coins. Copper coins are the smallest unit of currency, and their purchasing power in the local area is roughly equivalent to a meal.
Since the introduction of this award, everyone's enthusiasm for learning has obviously increased.
Think about it, a group of poor people who cannot afford to wear trousers, even if they go out to work and have enough to eat, their wives and children at home are still hungry. At this time, even a small copper coin is life-saving money.
"Remember me, big, small."
"size."
"Sun, moon."
"Sun, moon."
"The sun and the moon are the Ming Dynasty. Remember, we are all the people of the Ming Dynasty. The next group is male and female."
"men and women……"
The Academy of Sciences has people who teach on duty every day. For these Jinshi gentlemen, writing eight-part essays and making inventions are all at their fingertips. However, it is indeed difficult to teach people to enlightenment.
Because the people here have no foundation at all, and are worse than three-year-old children in the Ming Dynasty.
Today's lecturer is Tong Xuan. He jotted down ten words and started teaching patiently.
Fortunately, there are incentives and discounts, so most people work hard to learn.
One of them, named Ma Lanqi, was a young man of 17 or 18 years old. He learned the fastest and could already carry out the simplest communication. He was soon promoted to class representative.
"It's just these ten words today, Malanchi, you will review them with everyone, and the get out of class will be over when you have learned them."
"Yes, Mr. Tong!"
He performed a student salute, and then led everyone to read the ten words he had just learned over and over again.
Tong Xuan took out the manuscript on wind power generation and continued his research.
This place is relatively arid, with extremely hot summers, most precipitation occurs in late autumn, and the wind and sand are usually very strong. The soldiers of the 3,000 Battalion dug several wells and the water level was very deep.
As the leader of the Electric Power Research Institute, Tong Xuan quickly imagined that if wind energy could be harnessed efficiently, groundwater could be extracted to provide daily drinking water and farmland irrigation in urban areas.
The biggest problem now is that the infrastructure is too backward, and all equipment and parts need to be started from scratch, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Three days ago, the exploration team discovered an iron ore and tried to smelt iron using local methods. The results were good, but the production capacity was too low and the calcined pig iron had too many impurities.
However, everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you take the first step, the rest will be easy.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
Suddenly there was a shouting from behind. Tong Xuan turned around and saw Lu Yi running over, panting.
"What did you say?"
"It's the Black Sheep Tribe, run...run!"
Rui ran all the way over, panting from exhaustion.
People in Tehran who were reading and reading all showed frightened expressions, and some people had already gotten up and were preparing to go home for refuge.
"Don't panic yet!"
Tong Xuan put away the manuscript and asked: "Have you seen it clearly? It is indeed an enemy attack?"
"Yes, I saw the Black Sheep Flag and have entered the city!"
"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"
"In the old city..."
As soon as Rui finished speaking, a bell rang from the old city.
This is a warning from the cathedral, and everyone is even more panicked. Their families are all in the old city, and they still have the wages they just earned...
Tong Xuan still acted calmly and asked: "How many black sheep have come?"
"It's not Black Sheep, it's people from the Black Sheep tribe. There are about two thousand of them, all of them cavalry!"
"There are more than 2,000 people, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Sit down and continue the class!"
Everyone looked at each other, and Malanqi could only say: "Mr. Tong, the Black Sheep tribe is cruel and murderous. Every time they come to rob, they kill people and take away women. We..."
"Even if you go back home now, what's the use?"
"But……"
"Okay, listen to me, it doesn't matter if there are only two thousand people, you can continue with the class!"
Before Tong Xuan finished speaking, he only heard the whistle blowing behind him, and then saw the soldiers who usually carried bricks and dug earth bare-armed quickly gathered together.
A moment later, a squad of about a hundred people, fully armed, galloped towards the old city.
Malanqi was a little surprised. These people usually worked the same as him. Unexpectedly, when encountering a war, their appearance immediately changed. Everyone's face was filled with murderous intent.
But...that's it?
The opponent has more than 2,000 people and they are fierce cavalry. You just run over like this...
"Mr. Tong, why don't you see other troops in action?"
Malanqi couldn't help asking about the doubts in his heart, and Rui also looked confused. After the Ming army arrived in Tehran, this was the first time they saw them conducting military operations. Although they didn't know what the combat effectiveness was, the number of people differed by twenty times, wasn't it?
To die?
"enough!"
Tong Xuan said lightly and continued to study his manuscript.
The Ming army was personally led by Sun Jixian, the uncle of Yingcheng. This was the first battle based on Tehran, so they directly used their secret weapons.
Only a quarter of an hour later, the team arrived at the old city. At this time, the cavalry holding the black sheep flag had just entered the city, preparing to plunder.
"Machine gunner, prepare!"
In the team, five groups came to the designated position in front, quickly assembled the barrels and bases of the guns in their hands, and then loaded the bullets.
Five heavy machine guns were set up, and the black muzzles were pointed at the menacing black sheep army.
Next to each machine gun, there is a soldier carrying a bucket, preparing to cool the barrel.
Pope Moravi hid in the cathedral, shivering, kneeling and praying, hoping that God would send him shelter, although he knew that this was impossible.
At least... I can protect myself. Every time these people rob, they will not enter the church.
Chug tug tug...
Just as Molavi knelt down to pray, a strange sound suddenly came from outside.
It looks like a musket, but the sound is very dense.
The people of the Black Sheep tribe did have matchlocks, but not so many.
What's even weirder is that the gunshots are too compact.
You know, even if hundreds of people are holding muskets and firing, the sound will be chaotic and not so regular.
Chug tug tug...
Just when he was surprised, the sound of muskets became more dense, as airtight as raindrops.
what's the situation?
Molavi stood up tremblingly. After much hesitation, he couldn't help but walk to the church window and look up.
At this moment, he was completely stunned.
In front of the Ming army's formation, I saw five things that looked like muskets and artillery, and they were spraying tongues of fire like crazy.