Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

Therefore, in the eyes of all the ministers, he was already a dead man.

But it does not prevent them from using Fan Wenxuan's introduction to write other articles.

When Fan Wenxuan's figure disappeared from everyone's sight, an imperial censor stood up.

"Your Majesty, I want to impeach Sun Chuanting, the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War!"

"Your Majesty is so gracious that you have restored him to his former position and entrusted him with important tasks."

"But he has led his troops to Shanxi and Shaanxi to suppress bandits for several months, but no victory report has been returned to Beijing!"

"I heard that the imperial court's supplies were easily looted by the bandits, but Sun Chuanting not only did not feel ashamed, but instead reveled every night in Shaanxi, living an extravagant life. He really deserves to die!"

"Minister, please allow me to do so!"

"Immediately send the Royal Guards to Shaanxi, lock Sun Chuanting up and bring him back to the capital to be tortured!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another person stepped out.

"Your Majesty, I heard that those rebels are extremely rampant. Not only do they call themselves the King of Chuang, they also let their bandits call themselves the Qin Army!"

"This is to compare himself to the First Emperor, rising from the Qin Dynasty and coveting the world!"

"I heard that the Shenji Battalion now has a full complement of 50,000 soldiers, and they are training every day, and have become elite troops."

"When your majesty went south, General Li Dingguo led hundreds of soldiers to assist the Earl of Nanhai in repelling the Spanish and Dutch warships."

"Therefore, I believe that we should transfer the Shenji Camp to Shaanxi and wipe out the rebels with lightning speed!"

As early as when Li Guo returned to Beijing to report, Zhu Youxiao had thought that this day would come.

The officials are not fools. I don’t know how many people are eyeing Sun Chuanting’s position as governor.

They were eager to pull Sun Chuanting down and replace him.

So, after these people had expressed their opinions one after another, Zhu Youxiao turned his attention to Wei Zhongxian.

"Wei Daban!"

"The old slave is here!"

"Immediately send someone to Shaanxi to reprimand Sun Chuanting!"

"Order him to either pacify or encircle and suppress the enemy within a month!"

"In short, let me see his achievements!"

"Otherwise, I will dismiss him from his post!"

Wei Zhongxian knew very well that this was just a show for all the officials, so he immediately walked down the steps and bowed.

"The old slave leads the order!"

A master and a servant, with just a few words, the officials were speechless.

They wanted attitude, and the emperor gave them attitude.

They impeached Sun Chuanting, and the emperor agreed and reprimanded him.

Really changing the general?

How can it be!

He is the Governor of Shanshan, can you just change him?

They themselves know it's unlikely!

Of course, there were indeed some people who were really worried about the banditry in Shaanxi, and they feared that once Li Zicheng and others became powerful, it would become more difficult for the imperial court to deal with them.

but........

It's just trouble.

The most we can do is to send more soldiers and spend more on food and wages.

After all, at this time, no one believed that the Ming Dynasty would perish!

At this time, it was not yet the late Chongzhen period, and the civil and military officials in the court had not yet achieved such awareness!

How could the great Ming Dynasty be destroyed by a few traitors?

What an international joke!

Chapter 211 Something seems wrong

It is obviously inappropriate to let other people do the task of appeasement.

So after the court meeting, after asking Zhu Youxiao for specific requirements, Wei Zhongxian took a group of people and went to Shaanxi.

Zhu Youxiao himself took time out to visit the Zhongxian Military Academy.

The first batch of Xuanwu Lang has now completed their training, and most of them have been transferred to the Beijing Camp to serve.

There are about five hundred people left. In addition to being focused on training, they will also be responsible for the training of the second batch of Xuanwu Lang.

The training for the second batch of Xuanwulang was more detailed than that for the first batch, and the training materials were also more complete.

According to their different cultural levels, they were divided into fifty classes, with sixty people in each class, for a total of three thousand people.

Like Youtong, he has now transformed himself from a trainee to a trainer.

Every day, he would walk around different classrooms and talk about some of his personal experiences when he followed Zhu Youxiao south.

Standing outside the classroom, Zhu Youxiao looked at Youtong who was talking nonstop at the podium, and asked casually to Zhang Weixian beside him.

"How long will it take for this batch to be transferred to the army?"

Zhang Weixian replied confidently: "Your Majesty, it will only take a month at most!"

Lu Xiangsheng was not the only one who experienced the benefits of Xuanwu Lang. As a military hero, he could better understand what kind of changes these people would bring after joining the army.

In the past, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty only had their own commander in mind.

Do not!

Not just Ming Dynasty soldiers!

If we go back in time, the armies of almost every dynasty, including the Han Dynasty, Tang Dynasty, and Song Dynasty, were like this!

And this is also the fundamental reason why the imperial court feared and suppressed military generals!

The most typical one is Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin!

As long as the commander gives the order, rebellion can be resolved in a matter of minutes.

However, after these Xuanwu Lang are transferred to the army, they will subtly influence the soldiers and change their cognition without them realizing it.

Such a situation is not only beneficial to the imperial court, but even more beneficial to the generals who lead the troops!

Only by dispelling the court's doubts can the commander's future be brighter!

Unless the general leading the troops had no good intentions at all.

For such people, Xuanwu Lang should be sent over. The earlier they are discovered and dealt with, the earlier they can be avoided from causing irreparable disasters.

It is now early February. In another month, it will be spring and flowers will bloom.

Everything is still in time.

Zhu Youxiao nodded with satisfaction.

Then he went to the firearms workshop in the East Factory.

He once said at a court meeting that when the thaw comes, it will be time to declare war on the Jiannu.

The army will set out by the end of March at the latest.

Before that, it’s time to do some things.

Although the mortar was convenient enough, it could not make him completely at ease.

The fear of insufficient firepower seems to be a problem that every Chinese person has, and Zhu Youxiao is no exception.

After inspecting the craftsmen at work, Zhu Youxiao drew a blueprint in Xu Guangqi's duty room in the time it takes to stick an incense stick.

"Come on, let's see if we can make this!"

Xu Guangqi stared at the drawing for a long time, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion.

"His Majesty!"

"Why do I feel that this thing is a bit similar to a swarm of bees?"

Zhu Youxiao laughed: "You can think of this as an upgraded version of swarming!"

"A swarm of bees" is a very descriptive name, similar to the modern multiple rocket launcher, which is a launcher with multiple rockets.

The Ming Dynasty's swarm of arrows has many types, from the three-shot Shenji Arrow to the hundreds of shots of Hundred Tigers Running.

What Zhu Youxiao drew on paper was the famous battlefield killing weapon in later generations - Katyusha!

No electronic fire control, not a problem!

Without a chemical primer, this is also not a problem!

With the current power of black powder, everything is enough!

Xu Guangqi called a few craftsmen from outside and gathered them together to discuss the data on the drawings.

After hearing the request, the craftsmen all widened their eyes.

"Oh my god, this... isn't this just firing a cannon like a rocket?"

"Yes, look at its size, one foot thick and six feet long, almost as big as the sub-gun of a Portuguese cannon..."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, if this thing is made, it will probably weigh several hundred kilograms, right?"

"Iron beads should be added inside... I bet that if this thing explodes, there will be no one alive within a radius of ten feet!"

"No, Your Majesty, this idea is too bold. I really can't stand it. Let's go and start working. Let's make two first to test their power!"

"........."

After a group of craftsmen complained for a while, they took the blueprints and went to the workshop.

Zhu Youxiao's requirement was very simple. The projectile body could be cast in one go with molten steel, and the warhead could be filled with black powder and steel balls.

The only troublesome thing is the propellant.

In order to make the gunpowder burn evenly, the powdered black powder needs to be mixed into a paste and then cast into a column.

But this is just a little troublesome.

Just a little bit...

Because what Zhu Youxiao wanted was firepower coverage rather than precision strikes, the cast powder column only needed to be roughly the same, and there was no need to meet the high standards of later generations, and it had to be manually cut after being made.

He doesn't have that much courage...

When cutting gunpowder, accidents can happen if you are not careful.

Even in later generations, only those with superb skills are qualified to handle gunpowder!

That afternoon, the craftsmen made the clay mold.

The mold needed time to dry in the shade, so the craftsmen took advantage of this opportunity to work in groups to figure out the formula for the medicinal mud.

This was a very long process. Zhu Youxiao had nothing to do, so he stood with his hands behind his back and worked as a supervisor in the workshop.

But at this moment, a eunuch came running in from outside.

"Your Majesty! Great joy!"

"Your Majesty, I am so happy!"

The eunuch came over with a smile on his face, and knelt down with a plop, grinning, with an expression of joy that he could hardly suppress.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"The Imperial Concubine and the others are back!"

"Empress Qingyu...Empress Qingyu is pregnant!"

"what?!"

Zhu Youxiao's eyes suddenly widened and he picked up the eunuch from the ground.