Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 138 Old Zhu: Impossible!Zhu Di: Absolutely impossible! (4.8k to order!)
"Brother, what is this Verdun?"

"Is it the name of a weapon?"

Looking at the unfamiliar term on the rice paper, Lao Zhu asked the question that everyone else wanted to ask.

Desert storm, they can still understand the literal meaning, a storm in the desert.

But this Verdun.

Fan, Er, and Deng can really understand each word separately, but they can't understand the fart when put together.

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and shook his head slightly.

"Master Immortal, since they are not the names of weapons, do these two terms have anything to do with the development of weapons?"

Old Zhu Di took a deep breath and asked.

As an emperor who is good at fighting, and has personally experienced the powerful combat power brought by firearms, old Zhu Di has always cared about weapons.

After all, the Shenji Battalion, the world's first pure firearms unit, was established by old Zhu Di.

"I've only heard of Versailles, I don't know if it has anything to do with this Verdun."

Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao, who is proficient in six foreign languages, smiled at this time.

Of course, in the era of Zhu Houzhao, the Palace of Versailles of the Gallic Rooster had not yet been established, and this should be learned from other translated words.

"I've heard it too!"

Zhu Houzhao, a young man from Hongzhi Time and Space who was buried in the crowd before he had grown up to full size, also got out and spoke repeatedly, for fear that he would know if others didn't know.

All eyes were on the two conspicuous bags, one big and one small.

"Everyone don't have to ask questions in doubt, the immortal master will explain it to you, please keep quiet and listen to the immortal master's teachings."

A Biao got up, glanced at the others, and said a word.

Then he sat upright in his seat and straightened his body. This is what a good student should look like in class.

The other emperors and princes also shut up instantly, although A Biao is not their direct ancestor.

But after all, Ah Biao's seniority is placed there, covered by the great grandfather, and his academic performance is placed there, covered by the immortal teacher. If he provokes A Biao, he will be punished with a mace and punished for copying books.

There are people above, if you don't accept it, you can't.

The courtiers on both sides of the main hall, such as Liu Bowen and others, also stared in the direction of the podium, waiting for the words of the immortal master.

Of course, as the established chief ministers of the cabinet and the emperor's confidential secretaries, while attending lectures, they also had to make lecture notes for their respective bosses for their review after class.

As for Zhang Juzheng, who has just entered school, after half a cup of tea time to get used to it, he has already begun to initially accept this outrageous fact.

After all, he is known as the No.1 minister of the Ming Dynasty, so he still has the ability to quickly adapt to the new environment.

And his boss hasn't enrolled yet, so he doesn't need to take notes.

'It seems that it is indeed not a dream, I have arrived at a remarkable place. '

"The person who ordered everyone just now should be Emperor Gao, the founder of the Ming Dynasty. In addition, there are many people with similar faces, and the seats are arranged in order..."

Zhang Juzheng carefully observed the layout of the tables and chairs, observed everyone, and roughly identified the identity of this group of people in his heart. The more he analyzed, the more frightened he felt.

Take a deep breath.

Then, Zhang Juzheng didn't think deeply about what was going on, he couldn't figure it out anyway, so he decided to listen to the fairy teacher on the mahogany platform first.

'World Arms Development. '

'I haven't really thought about this before. '

Not only did Zhang Juzheng not think about it, but in fact, the ministers who governed the country before modern times rarely focused on the development of military weapons.

In their view, cultivating a good general is the most important thing.

As for weapons, they are nothing more than knives, halberds, axes and axes. Usually, you just need to sharpen your knives quickly.

For example, in Zhang Juzheng's mind, Qi Jiguang is the new military star he will focus on cultivating in the future.

When Yan Song fell from power and the entire Yan Party was liquidated, Hu Zongxian was naturally one of them, and Qi Jiguang, as Hu Zongxian's direct general, should have suffered along with Hu Zongxian.

It was Zhang Juzheng who came to Xu Jie and rescued Qi Jiguang. Not only did he not liquidate Qi Jiguang, but he promoted Qi Jiguang.

Of course, the relationship between Zhang Juzheng and Qi Jiguang is not as pure as later generations imagined. There must be mutual appreciation between them, but more of it is the transfer of benefits.

Not to mention anything else, the snowflake silver that Zongbing Qi gave to Handsome Zhang can at least fill a large pickup truck.

on the podium.

Ji Boying put one hand behind his back.

Facing the doubts in everyone's eyes, he opened his mouth lightly.

"The development of weapons can be divided into four stages."

After the words fell, the emperors straightened their backs and frowned tightly, not letting go of every word.

Especially the Immortal Jiajing, who listened very carefully in class this time.

He always kept in mind what his master said to him: extending the state to 500 years will give you the law of longevity.

For this reason, Immortal Jiajing had already made up his mind to catch up with Hong Wu in terms of grades, crush Yong Le, and become the first man to reach the top five hundred.

"The age of cold weapons, the age of hot weapons, the age of mechanization, and the age of information."

Ji Boying just said these words.

The faces of the princes and princes who were still listening carefully changed instantly, and their eyes were full of question marks.

They want to listen carefully, and they are listening carefully, but they don't understand at all!
They can understand the era of cold weapons, that is to slash each other with knives. The current Ming Dynasty is actually in the era of cold weapons.

And hot weapons can barely understand, after all, Daming has had firearms for many years.

But what is mechanization?What is informatization?
"Master Immortal, what does mechanization mean?"

Emperor Xuande couldn't help it first, and asked.

His question just came out.

Tianshun Heihua Zhu Qizhen, who had a wound on his shoulder (the Zhang brothers were stabbed with a golden dagger), glanced at Emperor Xuande at this moment, and made a rare speech.

"I think it should be a variant of firearms similar to the Mohism mechanism."

This word came out.

Everyone's eyes lit up.

If you explain it from this angle, you can understand this mechanization!

Immediately, the eyes of the others looking at Tianshun Baozong changed instantly. They didn't expect that this crazy batch had such understanding.

Buried on the table from beginning to end, the orthodox Baozong whose head has not completely subsided subconsciously looked at Tianshun Time and Space, and couldn't help thinking, could becoming a madman also improve IQ?

Facing everyone's astonished eyes, Tianshun Zhu Qizhen looked calm, neither sad nor happy, like a Buddha.

The study of the mind and the study of the Tibetan mind of the Buddhist school are all about the state of mind. In fact, there are many similarities between the two, and Heihua Zhu Qizhen is obviously influenced by the study of the mind, and his heart is like still water.

"Well, that's a good answer."

On the podium, Ji Boying was also very surprised.

He didn't expect that Heihua Zhu Qizhen could answer such questions.

"Then Immortal Master, what is informatization?"

Little Zhu Si asked immediately.

If they can barely understand the mechanization based on the Mohist mechanism technique, then they really can't understand a word of the informatization.

"Do not worry."

Ji Boying swept across the crowd.

"Let's take a look one by one."

Following Ji Boying's words, he fell.

In an instant, the surrounding scene changed instantly.

Lao Zhu, who was sitting on the side of the podium, immediately stood up.

Entering the illusion, it is more comfortable to stand and see what is coming, and the same is true for other emperors and princes.

This is the result of repeated practice.

The ministers on both sides have already experienced the illusion before, and they didn't have any special reaction to the change of scenery. Only Zhang Juzheng almost jumped from his chair in shock, and Zhang Cong next to him gave him a gesture of silence. Only then did I stabilize my mind.

"I won't explain too much in the era of cold weapons."

"Let's look at the initial era of thermal weapons."

After the fairy master finished speaking, everyone looked around at the surrounding scenery.

Here is an endless grassland.

To be more precise, it is a grassland that has been completely reduced to a battlefield.

The wind is blowing and the grass is low, and the sound is cold and chilling.

"here is…"

"Su Lan suddenly loses temperature!"

Old Zhu Di's eyes lit up, and he recognized it after just a glance. This was the main battlefield for his second northern expedition to Mongolia and the decisive battle with the Oirat army!

Both Zhu Laosi and Xiao Zhu Si's eyes lit up.

Lao Zhu's expression was also slightly condensed, and he immediately became interested. He didn't expect to eat melons to eat his own Ming's army.

"Grandpa, I saw you!"

Yongle little Zhu smiled and walked to a big bay red horse. The one sitting on the horse was the 12-year-old Zhu Di of Yongle, wearing armor and holding a knife, so mighty.

"That's right, it has our attitude."

Old Zhu nodded.

Old Zhu Di laughed quickly.

"Not as good as Dad, not as good as Dad."

"Let's charge!"

Suddenly, little Zhu Si yelled, with a bit of excitement in his words.

All of a sudden, the sound of horseshoes roared loudly.

All eyes were on the Mongolian heavy cavalry rushing towards them.

……………(beginning)…………

On the top of the hillside, tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry continued to dive, rushing towards the main force of the Ming army.

However, the formation of the Ming army did not move at all.

Until the Mongolian cavalry was a certain distance away from the Ming army, the Shenji campfires at the front all fired a volley.

The iron cavalry charge, which was unstoppable last second, fell to the ground with a crash under several rounds of salvos from Shenjiying.

The remaining Mongolian iron cavalry, in a panic, attacked the left and right wings of the Ming army at an extremely fast speed.

The left and right wings of the Ming army quickly fell into anxiety.

However, after the Shenji Battalion rushed to the left and right to help, as the sound of the fire system sounded, the cavalry took advantage of the momentum to pursue the battle. The Mongolian cavalry who rushed to the left and right wings of the Ming army were also defeated in an instant, and the whole line was defeated.

……………(end)…………

The entire battlefield is played in a way of accelerating and skipping key points.

When the picture stopped, old Zhu Di felt nostalgic in his eyes.

In a flash, seven years have passed.

Compared to sitting on the dragon chair in the Forbidden City, he still prefers the feeling of galloping across the battlefield.

'Northern Expedition! '

'This time when we go back, we must march north! '

Old Zhu Di made up his mind.

"What do you see in that?"

Ji Boying glanced at the people who had all stood up, and asked in one sentence.

"Facing the Mongolian iron cavalry head-on in positional warfare, the power of firearms can be seen at a glance."

Emperor Zhengde Zhu Houzhao said very excitedly.

Among the sixteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty, except for Lao Zhu and Zhu Di, none of them could compare to Emperor Wuzong Zhu Houzhao in terms of knowledge and command of soldiers and control of the battlefield.

Since Zhu Di, Zhu Houzhao is also the only son of heaven who personally led the army to fight against the Mongols.

As for Zhu Zhanji's personal conquest and suppression of rebellion, first of all, it was not Mongolia, and second, it was not actually a big battle. The technical content was not high, and it was not at the same level as Zhengde's Yingzhou victory.

"At this time, Daming is at the top of the world in terms of firearm power and firearm tactics."

"If we vigorously develop firearms for a hundred years, Ming Dynasty will continue to occupy the top of the world's firearms, and northern Mongolia will no longer be a disaster."

The Tartars on the northern grasslands were proud to be the descendants of Genghis Khan's golden family, relying on their horses and swift cavalry.

And the firearms only need to be developed to be easily fired in bursts, plus some portable light guns, it is enough to make these Mongolian cavalry completely GG.

Under the suppression of powerful firepower, the future Jianzhou Jurchen has no possibility of rising.

So, from the very beginning, Daming set the wrong direction.

The eyes should not be fixed on the north all the time, but should be placed on the boundless sea.

Ji Boying continued.

"But when the Ming Dynasty finally fell, the firearms of the Ming Dynasty did not improve much."

The focus is mainly on the group of emperors in the mid-Ming Dynasty.

In the end, since the mid-Ming Dynasty, the national level has not cared about the combat power of the army. This is the confinement of thinking. If you don’t join the era of great exploration, you will never know the changes in the world.

Lao Zhu took a deep breath, and glanced at his descendants.

"After you go back, you must follow the words of the immortal master and vigorously develop the Tiangong Academy. If anyone dares to cut corners, we will hit you on the head with a stick!"

Holding the mace tightly in his hand, Lao Zhu inflicted [-] points of deterrent damage to the princes and princes.

"Yes, Father!"

"Grandson obeys the orders of Grandpa Huang!"

"According to the will of the great grandfather!"

"…………"

These emperors saluted in a hurry.

After getting along in class for such a period of time, they have already understood the temperament of this great grandfather.

That's definitely the master who says he will do it, and he will smash you if he says it, there is no ambiguity at all.

"Master, this is the era of hot weapons, so what is the era of mechanization?"

Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao had a look of excitement.

Old Zhu Di, Zhu Lao Si and Xiao Zhu Si, these three militants also had anticipation in their eyes.

Intuition told them that it was something beyond imagination.

"Brother, what is the style of war in the age of mechanization?"

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, then glanced at the group of emperors and princes, and even at the courtiers standing outside. The eyes of these people were equally divided between doubt and expectation.

"Next, hold your breath."

"What you are about to see is a positional battle in which the two sides invested more than two million troops and cost millions of casualties. It is called the Verdun meat grinder in history, and it is also the beginning of mechanized warfare."

The voice fell.

Old Zhu was taken aback, and subconsciously spoke.

"impossible!"

Old Zhu Di continued.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Fourth Zhu frowned even more.

"Master Immortal, I don't believe it."

Ji Boying was not angry about how old Zhu and his son were.

Only with skepticism can progress be made.

He looked at the other emperors and princes. Although none of them spoke, they generally held the same opinion as Lao Zhu and the others.

Including those in the outer circle, such as Wang Yangming, Yu Qian and other ministers who knew the soldiers, also had disbelief in their eyes.

"What about you?"

Ji Boying looked at Zhengde Zhu Houzhao.

"Master Immortal, this..."

Zhengde Zhu Houzhao smiled and rubbed his hands.

"Actually, I don't really believe it either."

The reason for saying this is because Zhu Houzhao judged based on his own factual experience.

First of all, these 200 million people are in positional warfare, not raids or encirclement and annihilation, but confrontation between the two sides.

From Zhu Houzhao's point of view, this is very similar to the Yingzhou victory that he personally commanded back then, and he subconsciously recalled that battle back then.

A total of more than [-] people from both sides slashed wildly outside Yingzhou. From morning to night, the sky was dark and blood flowed like rivers. The scene was extremely bloody and tragic.

But even with such a haircut, when the casualties on both sides approached [-], that is, when the battle damage reached more than [-]%, the army could no longer hold on.

In the end, the little Mongolian prince couldn't bear the battle damage. He was afraid that the army would collapse, so he withdrew first. Only then did the victory in Yingzhou be achieved.

In fact, if the little prince didn't withdraw first, Zhu Houzhao would have planned to withdraw, because he also felt that his army was on the verge of its limit, and if it continued to fight, it would collapse.

After all, early retreat and the collapse of the army are two completely different concepts. One is defeat and the other is rout. The losses are completely at two levels.

"One or two casualties can bring the army to the brink of collapse, and the casualties can reach [-]%..."

"too exaggerated."

Zhengde Zhu Houzhao truthfully expressed his opinion.

Ji Boying smiled slightly.

"This is the limitation of your thinking."

"Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, how can you know the vastness of the sky?"

"The first thing you have to do is to open your eyes and take a good look at the sky above your heads."

The voice fell.

Everyone looked up subconsciously.

Also at this moment.

The surrounding scene changes instantly.

Boom boom boom...!
The earth-shattering bombardment instantly fell into everyone's ears.

Everyone's expressions changed in shock.

As the end of the world comes, the sky is dark.

Countless streams of fire interacted in the sky, and shells fell and exploded around everyone like a torrential rain.

In the past, on the battlefield of cold weapons, if you were more ruthless, you would cut off your head, and if you were more miserable, you would cut it into pieces.

But at this moment, in the eyes of this group of emperors and princes, all they can see is splattered pieces of meat.

One second he was a complete person, and the next second there are only a few hairs left.

What the hell is this hell on earth? !

"Believe it?"

(End of this chapter)