Daming: The most ruthless tyrant in history

Chapter 1055: The Attack of Ming Dynasty (2)

"Fuck! They have been gathering for so long, the Jianlu are showing off their might in the south of the desert, and we haven't even come out of the damn Liao border wall. It's clear that they don't want us to fight!!"

"Keep your voice down, or the captain and the others will hear you. You'll be in trouble."

"What can I do if I hear it? The boss cursed me much more foully than I did. There is a war but I can't fight. This feeling is like not being able to get involved. Who can stand this?"

"Come to think of it, it has been a long time since we last had a chance to fight since the Battle of Jinshan. We can't just take the full monthly salary allocated by His Majesty for nothing."

"You speak better than you sing. From what I see, you clearly want to kill more real Tartars on the battlefield. If you don't get a title, you can at least get a promotion."

"Ha ha!!"

On the Guangning front, a certain battalion.

A dozen musketeers gathered together and carefully wiped the muskets in their hands. Although they were shouting one by one, they were extremely serious about the muskets in their hands.

As musketeers, it is no exaggeration to say that the Yongle style muskets they were equipped with were their life.

Compared with the various types of muskets previously used, the standardized and mass-produced Yongle-style muskets were more popular with the reorganized Ming army.

The range is far.

The accuracy is higher.

Direct flint.

The most crucial point is that because it is a standard mass-produced product, the quality is guaranteed. Unlike previous muskets, which might explode before a single shot is fired.

This is simply impossible under standard mass production.

If this happens, the authorities will investigate the matter.

Zhu Youxiao attached great importance to the standardized development of firearms and artillery. He invested countless manpower, material and financial resources every year. Wasn't it just for the purpose of equipping the army with firearms and artillery that they could use with confidence?
If even this could not be satisfied, Zhu Youxiao would not only curse at him, but would also kill him.

"Boss, do you think we can get a fight this time?"

Zheng Guangsheng put down his bristle brush, held his musket in his arms, and said to Qi He beside him: "I always feel that something is not right this time. Although we have been ordered to gather here and there is no sign of dispatching during this period, I always feel that we will have a battle with the Jianlu this time."

"What news have you heard, kid?"

Qi He raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Zheng Guangsheng, and then continued to wipe the gun body, "Among us, you have the best nose."

"It's a dog's nose."

After hearing this, one person laughed and said.

"Ha ha!"

This made many people laugh.

"Go! Go! Go."

Zheng Guangsheng waved his hands after hearing this. He glared at the man first, then said to him, "I really heard some news this time. My cousin is a gunner. He lives not far from our camp. A few days ago, he was ordered to go out of the camp to receive a batch of horses. He happened to come to our camp and met me."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Qi He and his group all frowned and looked over.

"His battalion is not a simple one. It is a reinforced battalion."

Zheng Guangsheng continued, "There are 18 Yongle-style heavy artillery pieces, 36 medium artillery pieces of various types, and a lot of light artillery pieces. I have learned before that there are enough horses for various types of artillery pieces."

"But this time when they left the camp, they were ordered to receive a batch of poor horses. Damn, there are more than 200 of them. Tell me, if this is not a war, why are they given so many?"

Qi He thought of something and glared, "Are you talking about the artillery battalion directly under our association?"

"Yes."

Zheng Guangsheng nodded and said, "That guy is lucky. We both participated in the selection together, but he was selected into the artillery sequence, while I was selected as a musketeer."

"Why, you look down on the musketeers!"

After hearing this, one person immediately cursed: "You kid should be content. There are so many people who want to be musketeers, but they can't even become one."

"Yes."

Another person followed closely and said, "Do you think anyone can be a musketeer? We belong to the Eighth Army, and we have various towns and divisions under our jurisdiction. Just count on your fingers how many battalions are fully staffed with musketeers. You are still not satisfied."

The reform of the Ming Dynasty Army did not mean that all soldiers would be equipped with firearms and artillery. Even if Zhu Youxiao wanted to do so, the national conditions did not allow it.

In the final analysis, the Ming Dynasty was still thinking in the cold weapon era. It was neither realistic nor possible to jump into the hot weapon era right away.

Furthermore, if there is a large-scale demand for firearms and artillery, it is impossible to provide them even if the military industry system under construction is running at full capacity.

Therefore, the approach adopted by Zhu Youxiao was to assign a part of the entire system and ask them to carry out exercises to continuously improve the various fighting methods of firearms and artillery. At the same time, each army under the jurisdiction of the Ming Army had to carry out the reconstruction of a complete logistics system to meet various needs under the state of war.

Not to mention anything else, just the logistics support is not like before, where they would conscript corvée and ask civilians to transport goods. This is not only inefficient, but also chaotic. When a war really breaks out, if the logistics supply cannot keep up, it will be all over.

The reorganization and expansion of the navy and army was an extremely expensive task. Zhu Youxiao invested a lot of money and grain in it, and some officials even sold corresponding bonds to meet the needs of the reorganization and expansion.

But even so, Zhu Youxiao never slowed down the pace of rectification. Once some things were done, they had to be done to the end.

Giving up halfway is not Zhu Youxiao's character.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Qi He frowned slightly and said, "If it's really as you said, this war might really happen, and it will be on a large scale. I have also heard some news."

Ok?
As soon as Qi He said this, the soldiers under his command surrounded him one by one.

"I heard that, too."

Qi He said, "Hudun Tuhan, the Khan of the grassland, seems to be afraid to fight the Jianlu anymore and wants to move west to the area outside the Xuanda Pass."

"What? Is there such a thing?!"

One person exclaimed, "Why is he so cowardly? He's running to the outer reaches of Xuanda. Does he not want Mo Nan anymore?"

"Yes."

Zheng Guangsheng followed closely and said: "If this is really the case, if we don't fight the Jianlu, won't the Jianlu have the final say in this land south of the desert?"

“Grandma!!”

Some people cursed immediately after hearing this.

Unlike the previous situation, affected by the continuous military reform, especially the stimulation of awarding titles based on merit, the troops in Zhili, Liaodong, Shandong and other places in the north, as well as the southwestern provinces, and even the Jianghuai and southeastern areas, all those directly mobilized by the emperor, had extremely high morale and willingness to fight.

No matter whether they are officers at all levels or soldiers at the grassroots level, they are extremely enthusiastic about fighting.

Because only by fighting can they make further progress.

Although people will die in war, it's okay. If they really die on the battlefield, the emperor will support their wives and children. Especially in the past year or so, a group of grown-up war orphans have joined the army, which means that the lower-level soldiers have no worries.

"Beep!!!"

"Emergency gathering!!"

In this situation, a shrill whistle sounded, followed by a roar, which made the people who were originally sitting stand up immediately. In fact, it was not just the people on Qihe's post. After hearing the emergency assembly whistle, people scattered everywhere quickly gathered together.

"hurry up!"

"Follow!"

“Don’t fall behind!!”

Amid the rapid and chaotic footsteps, shouts were heard continuously, and in this area, people running everywhere could be seen.

"Ha ha!!"

At that time, hearty laughter rang out in the temporary main tent of the camp.

"Finally the fucking thing is moving!"

A burly man could not hide his excitement and said, "This time my battalion has been ordered to move forward, nearly a hundred miles. Our previous guess was correct. The Governor's Office will definitely not sit idly by and watch the incident in Mo Nan."

"Captain, this doesn't seem to be anything to be happy about."

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One of them said with a sad face: "The mission we received is to open up a new base for the artillery battalion of our association. Grandma, no matter what, we are also a fully-established musket battalion. Isn't this kind of work something that engineers should do?"

"Yes, sir."

Another person followed closely and said, "How can we explain this to the guys down there?"

"You guys don't know shit!"

The burly man glared and said, "Use your brains to think about it. This is not a few dozen miles forward, but nearly a hundred miles. Yes, this time we are setting up a base for the direct artillery battalion, but have you thought about it?"

"what?"

A man was in doubt.

"Will the headquarters be far away from the artillery battalion?"

The burly man said angrily, "If a war really breaks out, can we go to the headquarters and ask for a fight? Think about it, our town only has three fully-organized musket battalions."

"If we are lucky, the alliance we are in happens to be the key point of this town. If our army wants to continue to advance, will we be the first to bear the brunt?"

After hearing this, the expressions of all the generals gathered in the tent changed.

"Do you mean that our town will shoulder the burden of moving forward?" One person said excitedly, looking at the burly man.

"Sure!"

The burly man glared and said, "We have only three towns in the Eighth Army, but if we really want to say which town has the most complete assembly, it is ours. Once there is any change in Mo Nan, we will definitely be the first to fight."

"Not to mention setting up a base for the artillery troops directly under the association, I would be happy even if I had to cook for them."

"Another thing, don't you think about why our battalion was asked to do this? Isn't it because our battalion has the fastest march? This opportunity was seized. Everyone knows what's going on, right?"

"Ha ha!!"

Hearty laughter rang out from inside the tent.

"Report!!"

At this moment, a shout was heard outside the tent, and a man ran in hurriedly, "Captain, all the sentries in the three cities under my camp have assembled!!"

"go!"

After hearing this, the burly man immediately stretched out his hand.

As the group rushed towards the assembly point.

At that time, a group of musketeers gathered at the assembly point.

Unlike other branches of the military, the musketeers wore a new type of uniform which was khaki in color. In addition to a Yongle-style musket, they were also equipped with a belt, bayonet and other items.

"Boss, it looks like a fight is really about to start."

In the assembled team.

Zheng Guangsheng glanced around, with a Yongle-style musket on his shoulder, standing with his chest out and head held high, but spoke in a low voice to Qi He who was standing in front of him.

"Wait and see."

Qi He remained calm, but he was also keenly aware that something was wrong. Not to mention anything else, everyone in his platoon was extremely excited.

From the time they were ordered to assemble to the time they moved into the area, it took them more than ten days, which made many people very anxious.

They knew that the Jianlu were showing off their might in the south of the desert, but they had no chance to fight. That feeling was really uncomfortable.

"Boss, if we really have a war, how many troops will be dispatched from each town of the two Liao armies?" Zheng Guangsheng glanced at the command platform and then whispered.

"You said that the garrisons in the Liaohe area will join us in the war? After all, the southern part of the desert is not small. There are the Jianlu and the Mongols. If they really start to fight, I'm afraid that these people will not be enough."

"What? Are you scared?"

Without waiting for Qi He to speak, a man behind him smiled and said to Zheng Guangsheng, "Didn't you beg for a time to fight?"

"I'm not afraid of shit!!"

Zheng Guangsheng glared and said, "I'm afraid that this battle will be fought too quickly. Before we have enough fun, the Jianlu will fucking escape."

"This is not something we should worry about. Just stand there."

Qi He spoke at this moment.

“Who the hell is talking in the queue!!”

"How do you manage each platoon and sentry one by one?!"

At this moment, a shout was heard, and everyone in the city where Zheng Guangsheng was located shut up.

"You are so young."

However, at this moment, Zheng Guangsheng looked at the young military officer at the head of the team, and he felt a sense of emotion in his heart, "After all, he is an orphan raised by the emperor, but he is different."

In fact, with the deepening of the army's reorganization, a group of war orphans who had undergone rigorous training, among whom the most outstanding ones, were selected to continue their studies at the Royal Military Academy. After graduation, these people were dispersed and assigned to various armies to serve as low-level officers.

The most frequent visitors were artillery and rifles, followed by cavalry, but there were also visitors from other arms. After all, in Zhu Youxiao's view, if the Ming Army was to truly exert its advantages, it must have a group of professional soldiers who knew how to think.

Perhaps they have not yet experienced the tempering of war, but Zhu Youxiao is clear about one thing: once they are truly tempered, the combat effectiveness and style of the Ming Army will inevitably change greatly.

Zhu Youxiao thought that the navy should also release a group of orphans, but the navy was different from the army. Even for the lowest-level officers, the training time period was different.

Sometimes it’s not that Zhu Youxiao doesn’t want to go fast, but reality doesn’t allow it.

As long as reality allows, Zhu Youxiao only wants to reform the Ming army as quickly as possible, so that in this turbulent and chaotic Age of Exploration, when order is just beginning to be established, the Ming army can demonstrate its mighty military power by relying on its army that is ahead of other countries! !
Not to mention anything else, just being able to take over all of Southeast Asia would solve many problems of the Ming Dynasty, and even some of the conflicts that have arisen. There would be no need to worry about how to solve them. Simply by migrating batches of people to the wealthy areas of Southeast Asia, the problem would be solved.

But you have to eat your meal one bite at a time.

(End of this chapter)