Bad people: who is not a descendant of Li Tang

Chapter 154 Musket
In the military camp with flags flying, some generals trotted all the way and opened the camp door.

Li Jing was riding on the horse, wearing the same narrow-sleeved military uniform as before, and also wearing some shiny soft armor.

The reason why he went to the trouble of wearing this soft armor was actually to make himself look less different.As a person who hangs out in the military camp all day long, if he has to wear that eye-catching python robe, he really doesn't fit in among these soldiers.

There is a saying that if you put the people in your heart, the people will lift you high.

In the same way, this sentence is the same in the army.

Next to Li Jing was Hou Qing who rode over with him.

Riding on his horse, Corpse Ancestor could see the general guarding the camp gate, and even chatted with Li Jing for a few words before respectfully welcoming Li Jing in.

It can be seen that Li Jing has established many connections in the Qijun camp these days.

In fact, a discerning person can see many problems.

Previously, as everyone thought, King Qi promoted Prince Jing to be the emperor, just because he wanted to do what Cao Aman did.

But Prince Jing was in constant contact with not only the high and low ministers, but also all the middle and low-level officials, who also let him have contact with him freely.

You know, the real operation of an army happens to rely on these middle and low-level generals.

There is no doubt about the role of senior generals, but what he can decide is only strategic decisions, and it is these middle and low-level generals who actually implement them.

In the vassal towns from the Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms and even the Tang Dynasty, there were countless warriors who committed crimes.

If I have no future with you, I don’t have to wait until tomorrow. I can raise my troops and take care of you today.

Of course, the world today is not in such a chaotic state, let alone in a place like Qi.

But in any case, it was a strange signal for Li Jing to contact generals and officials at all levels so freely.

No matter how you think about it, Li Jing has at least accumulated some reputation in the army.

The advantage of being born a noble is that the lower-level generals themselves will pick you up, along with the lower-level soldiers.

"Your Highness..."

Along the way in, there were many generals with high positions in the camp to greet Li Jing, but they were all sent away.

The warrior in front of him, who was calling Li Jing from afar and could still travel together, was the first one Hou Qing saw.

This man's face looked almost middle-aged, with a medium build and a beard at the corner of his mouth. He looked like he was just an ordinary military attaché.

The only thing that was special was the pair of eyes on his face, which looked very lively.

In other words, he gave off a cunning aura, not as honest as ordinary military attachés looked.

This man said he was a military attaché, but in fact he just wore armor.

After seeing Hou Qing, he also bowed politely like a civil official, and then he dared to stand next to Li Jing, follow the horse's belly, and stride forward.

"According to the three-row shooting method that His Highness mentioned before, after the experiment, I found that this method is indeed effective, but the princes in the world are mainly armored infantry, so the muskets are a bit useless... …”

Obviously, this person had communicated with Li Jing more than once. Xu knew Li Jing's temperament, so he didn't think much of it when he spoke.And Hou Qing didn't understand what the "fire gun" was, but he never cared about it, so he just let himself go and walked slowly beside Li Jing.

But Li Jing, who was riding forward slowly on the horse, just smiled.

"This method is just one of the experiments. Wang Sima doesn't have to worry about it. The reason why I value the power of this musket so much is because compared to bows and arrows, this thing requires the lowest possible soldiers... Wang Sima, judging from the requirements in the army, how long does it take for a qualified archer to hold a bow and go into battle?"

The military attache named Wang Sima frowned, thought for a moment, and murmured: "Except for the kind of men who are born in the family of archers, it takes at least one season for ordinary young men to go into battle from joining the army... …”

Li Jing nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "How long will it take for those with muskets to go into battle?"

Wang Sima hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly: "It will take at least three days to go into battle..."

Li Jing smiled lightly again at this moment: "The power of this musket is actually more than that. It is difficult to train archers, but crossbows are actually easy to operate, but the range is too short and the power of hand crossbows is too low. King Cai just now Sima said that all the princes and generals in the world are very armor-wearing, but the power of muskets can happen to break through bows and arrows and crossbows, and penetrate ordinary iron armor... And if it is operated properly, it is also a good weapon for the cavalry that comes and go like the wind. blow."

In fact, what Li Jing was thinking about was that if the cavalry could mount a horse with a gun, and the power of the musket coupled with extremely high mobility would be a real dimensionality reduction blow to people of this era...

While the two were chatting, a burst of crackling sounds came from the front.

Hou Qing looked puzzled, the sound was not too small, and could even startle the horses under his seat, but compared to the cannon made by Hanba before, it was not so loud.

It must be that "musket"...

While he was thinking about it, he and Li Jing walked into a school ground that was more tightly defended and had more soldiers.

I saw that the school ground where the artillery was reviewed before was now lined up with soldiers wearing only dazzling red clothes.

In the hands of these soldiers, they all held a black object shaped like a fire stick.

The Hanba he was familiar with was standing not far from these soldiers at the moment, holding something like a ledger in his hand, looking at these soldiers with a solemn expression.

And as a flag officer standing high waved his small flag down, the fire sticks in the hands of the soldiers in the front suddenly made a sound, and then a burst of fire and smoke rose. , the target about seventy steps in front of them fell to pieces in an instant.

But there is also a lot left over.

But immediately, the first row in the queue leaned down, and the fire sticks in the hands of the soldiers behind it also glowed with fire.

Going on like this, the targets that hadn't fallen down before were completely annihilated at this moment.

The school grounds were filled with thick smoke for an instant, and then slowly dissipated.

The horses under the seat were shaken by the continuous noise and jumped a little in fear, but they were easily stopped by Zizul.

Li Jing showed a thoughtful look on his face. The most primitive matchlock gun invented by Hanba now, although it has achieved the effect of holding and pointing, it still needs a series of tedious operations to get it done, and the best shooting range is only in the Between fifty and seventy steps, it's basically useless any further.

But at this moment, there is nothing that can be done to improve it...

Li Jing regretted that he was a liberal arts student before.

Although Hanbao in the distance had noticed him and Hou Qing a long time ago, he only had time to come here now.

(End of this chapter)