I am the king of the dead

Zhu Qiyu nodded affirmatively.

Yu Qian sighed heavily, tapped his hand on the table a few times, and his face showed sorrow.

Shi Heng looked at Yu Qian's pretentious attitude, stood up, and said angrily: "You old man Yu, you are so arrogant! I really ask for advice, you use eight words to smash me!"

"Now that His Majesty asks about this matter, a certain disregarding his own face makes it clear, what else do you want?"

"You were the one who humiliated you first! If you have to take this head off and give it to you, can this beam be uncovered?"

Shi Heng was a little angry, his face flushed, and he pointed at Yu Qian, this person is too deceiving!

Yu Qian shook his head and said, "It's not about this, you sit down first."

"Shi Zongbing, when you came out of the imperial prison, the Tonghui River was open, and food and grass entered the capital. Before that, someone actually made a plan to let the Japanese army go to Tongzhou to get food by himself before entering the capital."

"If it weren't for His Majesty's strong supervision, the army and the Japanese army would go to Tongzhou to get food on their own, and the chaos in Tongzhou would come.

"A certain soldier is actually not as good as you, but just thinking of this, he shook his head and sighed, how can a certain Hede teach you to do things?"

Shi Heng's complexion finally looked better, he scratched his head, and laughed.

It is a relatively euphemism to say that the army is taking food, but it is actually burning, killing and looting.

No commander would allow sergeants to burn, kill and loot. Such an army cannot fight.

Shi Heng has been in Datong for more than ten years, but he has never committed a single incident of burning and killing by soldiers, so at this level, Shi Heng is slightly better.

Yu Qian is just trying to save Shi Heng's face. He is very demanding of himself, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't know how to have a good relationship with others.

Shi Heng lost face under His Majesty, and Yu Qian praised Shi Heng, saying that he was not as good as him.

"Isn't that why His Majesty backed you up and asked you to do it with confidence? It's not easy to live in the capital." Shi Heng immediately descended the donkey.

The two were talking, not noticing that Zhu Qiyu's eyes were constantly spinning.

At this time, Zhu Qiyu has already thought of people who support him, those who really want to do things.

The clan did not support him, the nobles did not support him, the courtiers did not support him, and the squires did not support him, but they were not the majority.

What Zhu Qiyu wants to win is most people.

Mr. Lu Xun once said:

[Since ancient times, there have been people who worked hard, those who worked hard, those who asked for the life of the people, and those who sacrificed their lives to seek the Dharma. 】

[Although it is the so-called "official history" that is equivalent to writing for emperors and generals, it often cannot hide their glory. This is the backbone of China. 】

[This kind of people, why are there so few now? 】

[They are confident and do not deceive themselves; they are fighting one after another, but they are always being destroyed, obliterated, and destroyed in the darkness, and they cannot be known by everyone. 】

Zhu Qiyu set a stage for these backbones who were fighting one after another, and asked them to work hard, work hard, ask for their lives for the people, and sacrifice their lives to seek the law.

These backbones will naturally stand on his side, and this is the best means of [rectification].

In his opinion, those who hoard goods in wartime, drive up food prices, sell short-sellers, and accumulate money and land, which lead to people's misery, do not deserve to live.

Zhu Qiyu smiled when he thought of this, the haze in his heart gradually dissipated, and a road appeared in front of him.

"Your Majesty, why are you laughing? The conflict between Shi Heng and I was indeed a little playful, which made His Majesty laugh." Yu Qian noticed Zhu Qiyu's smile and hurriedly said.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head and said, "I'm not laughing because of this. The two of you have a grudge. Today I'm sitting in the east, so I'll adjust the conflict between the two of you. Just stay in the palace for dinner today."

"Xing'an, tell Concubine Xian to prepare two extra pairs of bowls and chopsticks."

"The minister leads the order." Xing'an withdrew.

"The preparation army and the preparation army have already reached Daxing. I plan to go to the military camp to take a look. I wonder what the two of you think?" Zhu Qiyu said his ultimate goal.

He has to have a team, and the military and Japanese troops who are going to Beijing right now are the targets he needs to win over.

Yu Qian said without hesitation: "This minister thinks that it is great, and the preparations and preparations of the Japanese army have never heard of Wanghua. Your Majesty is here in person, and morale will definitely be boosted!"

Shi Heng didn't have any opinion, he bowed his head and said: "The last generals agree, the soldiers don't know the generals, the generals don't know the soldiers, the military family is a big taboo, Your Majesty is the ruler of the world, and inspecting the military camp is the best move."

Neither Yu Qian nor Shi Heng objected. It was because Daming had the habit of parading military horses every day. Since Zhu Di, the son of Mingming had to go to the military camp to check on it every day, and shoot arrows on horseback. What it looks like in the end, do it in your heart.

However, in the 14 years of orthodoxy, Zhu Qizhen never once went to the Beijing camp for investigation, and never once asked about the Que members.

The sudden civil engineering change in Daming was indeed a mistake caused by a military adventure, but was it not Zhu Qizhen's oversight?

Chapter 28 It's my turn!

The conflict between Yu Qian and Shi Heng cannot be resolved with a meal. Zhu Qiyu's mediation effect is not great, and the two still do not deal with it.

Maybe one day the whole barbecue will be completely over.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Qiyu rode on his white horse, this time followed by Yu Qian, Shi Heng and several Jinyiwei, and went straight to the Jingdong camp.

The two large battalions in the east and west of Beijing were divided into ten parts, which were called ten regiments.

"Each battalion has one governor, one chief officer, and one commander. There are ten generals, one hundred team leaders, two hundred teams, and each battalion has more than [-] people." Yu Qian restrained the white horse under his crotch, full of It is with emotion watching the camps day after day.

What he has been busy with lately is training the military and Japanese troops. These are reservists and have no training. They are not so much the army as they are strong men.

Usually, the military households are mainly engaged in farming.

Zhu Qiyu got off his horse and walked into the barracks. This is the military barracks of the three major battalions, the five army camps, and the three thousand camps. All kinds of facilities are readily available. Tumu Fort was annihilated in the first battle.

These reservists still wear civilian uniforms, and they are of various styles. They don't look like an army at all, and they don't have a good mental outlook.

There was confusion and unease in their eyes, but more worry. What was the situation of the war with the Oara people? Yu Qian said again and again that the news that the Oara people captured the Emperor Ming in the first World War still made people angry.

Zhu Qiyu stopped a few people to ask about food, drink and Lhasa. Life is still guaranteed. As Yu Qian said, work comes first, and slogans come after.

The group walked to the training ground. Zhu Qiyu looked at the people coming and going on the school ground. He finally looked like a soldier when he arrived here.

Shi Heng said quite proudly: "Where thieves rely, they are skilled at bowing and horses."

"The enemy knows that once our firearms are fired, it will be slow to reload, so every time our army stops firing the firearms, the enemy will rush forward."

"To fight against it today, after our army is in formation, we will cover it with antlers in the outer circle."

Shi Heng pointed to the location of the antlers, which are wooden implements for defending the city, named for their resemblance to antlers.

He whispered: "At this time, if the enemy comes, we will stick to our position, use bows and crossbows to confront the enemy, and then set off fireworks to deceive them."

"The enemy thinks that our gunpowder is exhausted and we no longer dodge it. If we gallop to attack, our guns, fire spears, rockets, and bows and arrows will all fly together, and they will be able to kill them."

Set off fireworks to cheat?

Zhu Qiyu also smiled when he heard this style of play. He saw firecrackers and fireworks when he inspected the barracks before. At that time, he was still thinking about how to use this thing, and his feelings were unreal.

"What if we didn't deceive them?" Zhu Qiyu nodded.

"Then use a cannon to bombard him! He jumped straight and had to move!" Shi Heng's expression changed, his expression showing ferocity.

This is the real thing. You think I set off fireworks, but in fact I set off a general cannon. You think I set off cannon guns, but I set off fireworks.

"What if the enemy rushes over?" Zhu Qiyu asked again, he saw the sergeants training, but he didn't quite understand.

Yu Qian pointed to the regiment card waist saber attached to the infantry and said, "The infantry troops use the regiment card and waist knife to rush into the thieves' formation or stab at the people and horses.

"The ministers and others take the lead, rushing against arrows and stones, motivating their soldiers, so that they will not back down. If anyone backs down, they will be ruled by military law."

Take the lead, rush to the arrow stone.

Zhu Qiyu looked at Yu Qian's gray temples, and then looked at Shi Heng's indifferent appearance. He frowned and said, "You mean Yu Shangshu and Shi Zongbing, do you want to lead the charge?"

"The last general has been in battle for a long time, and I'm afraid that Shang Shu will be so frightened that he will be charged by the cavalry, and he will be too scared to move forward." Shi Heng heard Zhu Qiyu's question, and he laughed happily.

"Then see Zhenzhang on the battlefield." Yu Qian stood with his hands behind his back, without any desire to play tricks.

Zhu Qiyu watched Yu Qian and Shi Heng compete, but they had a different taste. One of them was the Minister of War and the other was the chief military officer of the capital. They were also ready for the battle.

"One load of guns, two twists, hehe, three charges, four horses, five shots, six hits and three hammers, hehe there, seven arrows, eight lines of guns, nine heads. Hey hey, bang bang The chimes are put out, the gongs are lit, the cymbals are thrown and the team is closed, hehe."

A burst of melodious singing came, Zhu Qiyu listened carefully for a long time, and then asked in surprise: "This is?"

"The gun song, Yu Shangshu used the fire gun method to make a little song and let the sergeants sing it. They always forget the steps. If they sing a lot, it will come naturally." Shi Heng naturally heard it too. The sergeants who came in line replied with a song sung.

"Don't say it, it's quite easy to use, these military troops at least fire guns, there's no problem."

Ah, this...

Seeing Zhu Qiyu's surprised expression, Yu Qian continued: "There are one hundred households in the general army, ten people with guns, 20 people with swords, 30 people with bows and arrows, and 40 people with guns. This is the Hongwu era."

"During the Yongle period, there were 33 guns from one hundred households, [-] swords, [-] guns, three inner banners, and four medicine barrels."

"Knives and shields lined up in front, spearmen behind, and gunmen interspersed."

Only then did Zhu Qiyu know that there were [-] troops, [-] light and fire guns, and nearly [-]% of Daming's firearms.

Yu Qian continued: "When encountering an enemy, the shield is at the forefront, the five-swordsman is on the left, and the five-swordsman is on the right. The 11 gunners in the front fire their guns, the 11 gunners in the middle turn their guns, and the 11 gunners in the back load their guns. "

"Shoot one shot every other person, six shots first, and five shots left, then we'll see if the enemy is advancing or not before judging whether to fire a shot."

"For those who put the front, that is, turn the empty gun in the middle, transfer the full gun in the front, turn the empty gun in the back, and release the charge alternately, and turn it one by one."

"That is to say, the gun with the gun in front is immediately transferred to the center line, and the empty gun is transferred to the rear line to charge."

"Anyone who voluntarily and indiscriminately releases will be punished by the captain; those who are not good enough to charge drugs or turn their guns, will be punished by the deputy of the team. In this way, the guns will not stop sounding, and they will be able to break the enemy without a strong formation."

Yu Qian said it was troublesome, but Zhu Qiyu saw the people in the school grounds training non-stop, but he could see clearly that this method of firing guns was actually the famous three-stage attack.

The speed of firing guns in the front line, passing in the middle line, and reloading in the back line is not unpleasant, and the sound of gunfire is endless.

"It's very powerful." Zhu Qiyu nodded affirmatively, stood on the school ground, listened to the gun song, watched the sergeants' shooting training in three shifts, and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled his nose.

After waiting until the end of the training, Zhu Qiyu said still somewhat unfinished: "Go to the camp and take a look."

The camp warehouse is where gunpowder is stacked. Zhu Qiyu looked at the open gunpowder keg on the shelf and stepped forward. He was about to stretch out his hand, but was stopped by Yu Qian.

"Your Majesty, there is arsenic in here, you can't touch it." Yu Qian was busy explaining why he prevented him from touching the gunpowder.

The emperor condescended to condescend to the military camp. If he encounters arsenic, then tomorrow's remarks to impeach him for being irresistible will cover Wenyuan Pavilion like snowflakes.

"Arsenic?" Zhu Qiyu asked suspiciously, "What is the recipe for this black powder?"

Yu Qian didn't understand, so he replied: "One catty of nitrate, five taels of yellow, four taels of cash for cedar ash, one tael or six of arsenic, three taels of cinnabar, two taels of realgar, three taels of mercury, and half a coin of large cast iron sand." catty."

"First add yellow powder to grind fine powder, then add nitrate, slowly add carbon to grind into fine powder, dry it in the sun, and grind it into fine powder again."

Zhu Qiyu nodded, and it was his turn again. He said with certainty: "You can try one sulfur, two nitrates and three charcoals, and don't add anything else."

Chapter 29 True Black Powder

Zhu Qiyu is very skilled at memorizing this formula, and there is absolutely no problem with this ratio.

Yu Qian frowned and thought about it for a long time and said, "Your Majesty, even if it is lit, it can only burn fire. What's the use of making such gunpowder?"

Zhu Qiyu blinked. He had heard of this ratio, but he had never understood what this ratio represented.

He originally wanted to say that he would do it on the spot immediately, but considering that Yu Qian had been a military officer for more than ten years, Yu Qian was extremely professional in the military field.

After Zhu Qiyu repeatedly observed the production method of gunpowder in the gunpowder preparation camp of the military camp, he finally realized that making gunpowder is really not an easy thing.

For example, for those who boil nitrate, the Daming Ministry of War has set up a nitrification camp in Tongzhou.

The nitrate consumed by one cannonball of a general's artillery requires a person to boil the nitrate for three years, so there is a saying that "a thousand days of boiling nitrate is not worth one cannon of the general".

For example, the charcoal needs to be ground into powder, but after this grinding, it has to be sieved to become a uniform powder before it can be used.

And the production of sulfur was done by prisoners or prisoners. Zhu Qiyu glanced at it from a distance, and those people's eyes were swollen.

But Zhu Qiyu also knew the process of making gunpowder. He took boiled niter, sulfur, charcoal powder and some common additives and returned to the palace.

The school field was the original garden of the Prince Yu's Mansion. After being simply cleaned up by Xing'an, it became Zhu Qiyu's testing ground. His flintlock gun was not made overnight, but after several improvements, it was suitable for use.

At this time, Zhu Qiyu was in front of a small scale, and he began to mix black powder according to that formula.

Now he spreads the charcoal powder, then mixes the sulfur powder and charcoal powder, puts the two components into a wooden box, and covers the wooden box. The teachers and fathers say that this is a separate box operation.

After he added a little water to prevent dust from stirring, he poured in the nitrate powder.

After drying naturally, small black crystals appeared in front of Zhu Qiyu.

He tried to ignite it, and just as Yu Qian said, a weak little flame burned quietly and appeared in front of Zhu Qiyu, mocking him silently...

Zhu Qiyu is very sure that there is no problem with the small balance he designed. It is definitely not a problem with the ratio, but a problem with his formula.

Zhu Qiyu ignited some black crystals again, and without exception, they were all burning slowly, with a few exceptions, the water was too large to ignite at all.

After all, so much toner, it's strange that it can't be burned, and there is a stench of toilet paper being ignited.