Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 581 Qingshi Pass

"preparation!"

"put!"

Qingshiguan Fort, following the instructor's order, Zhao Xiaolou opened the fire door, buckled the plate machine, a row of guns rang, and gunpowder smoke bursts.

After firing a shot, Zhao Xiaolou did not dare to relax, so he quickly cleaned the chamber and reloaded it. There are fixed paper bullets, which are much more convenient to reload. Just bite the paper shell with your teeth and pour the medicine into it.

Wait for a set of actions to complete.

The target has already started over there.

Zhao Xiaolou was a little nervous. He was originally an auxiliary soldier in Shenwu Town, stationed in Dengzhou. Later, because of his good performance, he was recruited into Shence Town as a soldier and transferred to Qingshiguan, Boshan County, Qingzhou.

Qingshiguan has a dangerous terrain and is known as the Xiongguan Pass of Qilu, and it is the throat of Qilu's main road.

At the southwest foot of Lushan Mountain, this is also a corner from the southwest of Qingzhou Prefecture to Jinan Prefecture. The vicinity of Qingshiguan is also the source of Zihe River, a big river in Qingzhou, and the source of Xiaofu River in Jinan Prefecture.

After passing the customs, to the south is Tai'an Mansion, and the Sima River, a tributary of the Wen River, also originates at the foot of the mountain.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, the State of Qi built this area to defend against Lu and Chu.

In the confrontation between the two peaks, the middle is a line of sky, and the gate is built on the commanding height south of the mouth of the valley.
Guangou, which is ten miles long, can only be passed by a wheelbarrow at the narrowest point.Although it is dangerous, it has always been the main road of Qilu traffic.

Sometimes it is often caused by wheelbarrow overturning, etc., which can cause traffic jams here for several days.

Shence Town is stationed in Qingzhou, one battalion is stationed in Boshan, one battalion is stationed in Qingshiguan, and the other battalion is stationed in the county seat.

Zhao Xiaolou's battalion is stationed at Qingshiguan.

Because Tai'an and Jinan were still occupied by the Tartars, this place became the front line. Originally, the main traffic roads were banned, and without the merchants and common people, this place became a remote and quiet place.

There is no village in front, no store behind, and you stay on the mountain, but life is not easy.

Zhao Xiaolou even often regretted signing up for the soldier exam. He thought it would be easier for the soldier camp, at least the salary was much higher than that of the auxiliary camp, but he didn't know until he came to the war camp that life was not easy at all.

Even though there were obviously no enemies before this pass, their battalion officers trained their brothers every day, especially Zhao Canjun, who had the same surname as his family, and it turned out that when he trained people, it was like commanding animals.

Every day before dawn, the camp blew the wake-up call.

Everyone has to get up and wash up at the specified time, and then gather at the playground.

Then there was the morning jogging at dawn, running on this mountain, running ten miles back and forth, those who could run had cramps in their calves and sweated all over.

Return to the camp to rest and have breakfast.

Those who run slowly every day have to be punished for cleaning toilets and carrying water.

Zhao Xiaolou is an infantryman and a gunner.

There is a lot of training in the morning, and there is live ammunition training every day. At the beginning, Zhao Xiaolou was very excited when he received the shotgun. When he first started shooting with live ammunition, his hands trembled with excitement.

But now, he was about to throw up.

There is live ammunition practice every day, but you can't fight randomly, and the requirements are strict. If the training results are not in compliance, there will be a whole set of punishments, such as climbing mountains and ridges, crawling forward in mud, carrying gun boxes, and carrying lead ingots...
"Zhao Xiaolou, shot 26 times!"

Hearing this report, Zhao Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief.

Every time they practice live ammunition, they have to fire [-] shots, all [-] shots are top-notch, and they can also enjoy extra rewards and extra meals. Although the rewards are not many, it is also an honor.

25 shots are second-class, and there will be a small reward.

But if you hit the target with less than [-] shots, you will be punished.

Those who were shot less than ten times would still be beaten.

It is the result of almost a year of practice that Zhao Xiaolou can achieve the current results. Although it seems easy, it is actually very difficult.

Because the target is set outside the 41 bows, one bow is five feet, which is about 60 meters.

At this distance, people with bad eyesight can't even see the target clearly.

It is too difficult to hit more than [-] shots after shooting consecutively.

And there is also the speed requirement for shooting, which is even divided into standing shooting, squatting shooting, and even prone shooting.

Anyway, joining the army is to train them in different ways, often adjusting the difficulty.

Sometimes the target was a circle, sometimes a man, sometimes a scarecrow, and sometimes a horse.

Anyway, it makes people suffer.

"Stand in a T-shaped gait with both feet stretched straight, with the hips in the front and the hips in the back, the soles of the feet flattened, the front hand holding the gun, the front elbows should be closed, the front armor shoulders close to the waist, the back hand closes the gun handle to the face."

"Hold your elbow close to your waist, turn your right eye to the star, aim at the bull's-eye and calm down, then lightly pinch your two fingers together and fire, the lead will come out of the gun, and you will hit the target naturally. The shotgun is as simple as that. After so long, even a monkey can hit more than [-] rounds."

"The imperial court provides you with so many matchlocks, gunpowder, and lead training every day, how the hell do you treat them like this?

Look at your team, twelve people, what are you playing?
Not a single shot was full, and only 27 shots were hit at most. Are you just dawdling?
If you want to dawdle, go back to your hometown and take your daughter-in-law to dawdle. This is the army of the Daming imperial camp, the magical army bestowed by the emperor, not a place for you to dawdle. "

"Today, all those who missed twenty shots will be fined to move lead weights and melt lead to cast ten catties of bullets!"

"Washing the hut and carrying water are all covered."

"Those who hit more than 25 shots will be rewarded with a piece of meat tonight and another point of silver."

The imperial camp will provide the army with cast lead bullets, which are cast by large-scale lead melting using the high tower method, and the construction is relatively simple. A tower more than ten feet high has a lead melting furnace on the top. Below is a large pool for receiving lead bullets. When manufacturing, lead ingots are melted on the top of the tower, and then the molten lead is poured directly from a high place. The molten lead will be spherical in the middle of the night and fall quickly. Solidified into a spherical lead bullet.

These are small shotguns.

The lead bullets used in muskets are large lead bullets made by warm water slope method.

However, the musketeers consume a large amount of lead bullets, so each musketeer is usually issued a pliers mold for hand-made lead bullets, which is only palm-length and weighs three or two. Sometimes a piece of lead is given directly to the soldiers.

Lead is relatively soft and has a low melting point. As long as there is a mold, it is more convenient to process by yourself anytime and anywhere.

Anyway, lead bullets don't need to be too regular, and it doesn't affect the use if they are wrapped with gaskets.

Homemade lead bullets are generally better.

Of course, melting and processing ten catties of lead bullets around a fire is not an easy job, and those who can do it will be smoky and exhausted.

Zhao Xiaolou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he fired 26 rounds, and he could get a dime, and he could also add a big piece of fat to his meal.

Thinking of fat meat makes me feel a little hungry.

It is not easy to hit thirty guns. It is necessary to quickly reload and aim within the specified time, over and over again.

"Disband!"

Zhao Canjun scolded everyone with a dark face before finally announcing the dissolution.

Everyone didn't dare to take a breath, so they hurriedly slipped away.

Back in the barracks, a group of people sat there and began to complain involuntarily.

"Although this shotgun was made by the No. [-] Gun Factory of the Royal Arms Bureau of the Shaofu Supervisor, it is relatively sophisticated, but the requirement of [-] bows, [-] shots, and [-] or more is still too strict."

"That's right, I've heard that the shotgunners of the Tartars all ask for a reward at most [-] paces away, and if they hit five shots, they will be rewarded. And if they are [-] paces away, every ten shots they fire, they will be rewarded if they hit more than one shot. If you can hit eight shots, it is said that you can reward three taels of silver."

"I've also heard that the Tartar fowlers train for at most one hundred days a year, and fire five shots a day."

"We are just like training our sons. We train every day, train formation, and train foot and cavalry coordination. We need [-] rounds of live ammunition every day, or [-] bows away, at least [-] out of [-]. This is too demanding."

Today Zhao Xiaolou's team has 12 people, only the team leader, team deputy and a corporal leader plus him fired more than 25 shots, and the other eight people all shot less than [-] shots.

Carrying water has to be carried up from the springs at the bottom of the mountain, and my legs will cramp even if I carry a load of water.

Everyone complained there, saying that they are also musketeers, and the requirements of other Tazi soldiers are not so high.

Captain Li Baoquan heard them talk more and more shameless, took out a pack of cigarettes, and walked around for everyone, "Don't say a few words, if you have this skill, why don't you think about how to shoot well? Haven't you never seen the shotgun of the Tartars?" , Can it compare with our shotgun?

Our shotgun was made by the No. [-] Birdcup Factory of the Royal Arms Bureau. It is a fine product of Shaotian's three-year style. This shotgun is so fine, is forty paces too far?What's more, how many rounds of live ammunition do we fire every day?After practicing for so long, how much gunpowder was spent, and even if you hit a dead target that doesn't move, you still can't hit it. How can you have combat effectiveness on the battlefield? "

"Instructors always say that if you sweat more in normal training, you will bleed less in wartime. Everyone should use this energy for training. You can learn from Zhao Xiaolou. He used to be an auxiliary soldier. When he came to our team, he didn't have any bird guns." I've touched it, but they just went from the worst gunmanship to the top few today.

Today I get another penny of silver reward, and I can add a big piece of meat. Isn't this meat delicious?I won a silver reward, isn't it good to buy cigarettes? "

"Okay, cheer up, let's go eat first."

Zhao Xiaolou tucked the cigarettes given by the captain behind his ears. He also has a cigarette addiction now, but he is more restrained and dare not smoke too much. Cigarettes are still quite expensive.

Sure enough, a large piece of meat was added to the dinner, a thick piece of fat meat, the size of a palm, cooked until soft and rotten, and the corners of the mouth dripped with oil, it was very fragrant.

Don't mention how fragrant it is to eat with rice.

The other eight people in the team can only serve brown rice with pumpkin today. It can be seen that everyone still envies him.

After the meal, everyone washed the dishes and returned to the barracks together.

It was still dark, and the barracks were very stuffy, so everyone moved the small benches to the door together.

"Sit down and get ready for class."

Deputy Liu dui took out a small board and prepared to go to class.

Zhao Xiaolou likes the cultural class every night, and listens carefully every time, thinking that this is a rare opportunity, unlike the few people in the team who tend to be distracted every time they go to class.

The team deputy is a man of culture. It is said that he has studied for several years, but he didn't even pass the exam for a child student, but he is more than enough to teach them.

"Deputy Liu, what are you teaching today?"

"Today, I will teach you the first word, Grandpa Yue's Man Jianghong, I will sing it for everyone first, and then I will write it on it to teach you to recognize it."

"Raging to the crown, leaning on the railing, the Xiaoxiao rain rests."

Duifu Liu is from Shandong, and he sang directly, and it sounded good. Everyone became interested and sang along.

Zhao Xiaolou sang along very seriously. After daily training, there will be cultural classes in the evening, talking about loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, as well as benevolence, filial piety, etiquette and righteousness, from the laws of the Ming Dynasty to the emperor's decree, and sometimes even lead everyone to read newspapers and talk about news , will also organize everyone to talk about past experiences, remember bitterness and think sweetly, and teach everyone to read and write their own names, etc. He likes these very much.

After singing, Captain Liu began to write the poem on the board and teach everyone to recognize it.

Zhao Xiaolou took out a cigarette, gave everyone a round, and then lit one for himself, enjoying himself while smoking and learning characters.

"You said that we stay in this place where the birds don't shit every day. In addition to training, it's training. It's not reassuring to have a little time at night. What kind of words do we have to learn? We are soldiers. When can we go to the battlefield to fight? Ah, didn’t you say you’re going to fight Jinan? Why is there no movement? If this continues, I’m going to go crazy.” Zhang Tiezhu in the team is a rough guy, and he feels like the words on the board are all the same, and he can’t tell the difference , Xue was upset and complained again and again.

Captain Liu was used to it long ago and ignored him.

Captain Li Baoquan was also very serious about learning Chinese characters, turned his head and glared at Zhang Tiezhu, "You don't know what the hell is good or bad, Captain Liu even confiscated your tuition and taught you how to read for free, and you're still complaining. Camp, you have the opportunity to read and read for free, and if you put it elsewhere, will you be paid well and teach you how to read?"

"Fighting, fighting, there is always a time to fight, it's just not the time yet, let me sit down, and I will beat you if you quarrel."

Zhang Tiezhu is big and rough, and usually looks a bit rebellious. Deputy Liu Dui didn't look down on him, but when Li Baoquan said something, he immediately became honest, because Captain Li would really beat him when he got angry. That casserole-sized fist is not Kidding.

"Okay, old Liu, go ahead. Does it have any relationship with Wu Sangui and Wu Sangui's anger to turn against Li Zicheng because of Chen Yuanyuan?" Li Baoquan laughed.

A group of people immediately regained their spirits, "Captain Liu, tell us about Wu Sangui becoming a confidante in a rage. I didn't finish the last time."

"That's right, is Chen Yuanyuan still there?"

"Is it really that beautiful?"

After staying in the army for three years, a sow competes with Diaochan.

Staying in this mountain all day long, whenever a woman is mentioned, everyone is full of energy and their eyes shine.

　good Morning

　　
　
(End of this chapter)