Chapter 269: Lead troops to Dali to bring warmth to my father-in-law! A moment later, the group arrived at the Academy of president of the Academy of Sciences is Feng Asan, the person Murong Fu respects the most. This shows the difference. Kang Guangling, Gou Du and others are more likely to be students of liberal arts and arts, and Murong Fu actually doesn't think much of them. Xue Muhua and Shi Qinglu have real skills that can be used to do things, and Murong Fu values them more. He put Xue Muhua in charge of the military medical system, and Shi Qinglu no longer took care of flowers and plants, but studied agronomy. Compared to those purely ornamental flowers and plants, Murong Fu values crops more. The underlying color of Chinese civilization is agricultural civilization, and farming is very important. And the person Murong Fu values most is Feng Asan. Because Feng Asan is indeed a god-level craftsman, he is very enthusiastic about his work, and is willing to learn and endure hardships. After learning a lot of physics knowledge from "Mingzun Sanzang", he gradually transformed into a scientist, and Murong Fu also specially developed "Tiangong Zhenqi" for him, which is an internal skill specially used by top craftsmen.
It doesn't require much internal energy, which is also the principle of Six Meridians Divine Sword. It just compresses the true energy into smaller silk threads, which can cut gold and jade, and assist craftsmen in performing extremely delicate operations. Feng Asan even used this to build a very miniature steam engine, which further clarified the principles of the steam engine. Later, when Murong Fu occupies Southeast Asia and has rubber, he can build a steam engine, and then transport high-quality iron ore from Australia back to the country to build railways and trains. Wherever the railways go, the empire's land power is invincible. Wherever the powerful ships and guns go, the empire's maritime power dominates the world. This is exactly Murong Fu’s plan for the Ming Empire. However, at present, Feng Asan's main job is to lead the outstanding craftsmen across the country to learn "Tiangong Zhenqi" while making cannons and firearms for Murong Fu. "Yes, flintlock rifles can be mass-produced. Very good." Murong Fu picked up a flintlock rifle made by Feng Asan himself and test-fired it. boom! The whistling bullet shot a big hole in the wooden man in front. The power is indeed great, but the accuracy is not good. It is only Murong Fu. If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be missed. Filling is also troublesome and takes a long time. It takes an average person about thirty seconds to load the bullet. But it's already usable. Murong Fu had even compiled the "Line Infantry Drill Manual" and was preparing to usher in the era of line-up executions in the Ming Dynasty within ten years. The Ming army could rely on its terrifying population advantage and use the method of queuing and shooting to sweep across the world and become invincible. Rows of Ming troops fired dense bullets at close range, and one round of shooting could easily kill hundreds of people on the opposite side. In the era of cold weapons, this was a complete dimensionality reduction attack. What's more, there are artillery. The cannons are fired and they blow up his mother. Who in the world can stop it? Thunder rumbles and cannons roar, shocking the world and destroying Fusang! Of course, heavy armored cavalry can still threaten the line infantry, but Murong Fu also has heavy armored cavalry.
Moreover, it only takes a few months to train a line infantry, while a heavy cavalry needs to be trained from a young age, and the equipment is expensive, so the death of one is heartbreaking. "Its power is almost as strong as a second-rate expert throwing a locust stone!" said Tong Lao. "If ordinary soldiers were equipped with this weapon, your Ming Dynasty would be invincible!" "The current production of flintlock rifles is not high, but once the steam engine is built, the production will be very high. Moreover, flintlock rifles are nothing and have no effect on masters like us, but cannons are different." Murong Fu said, "Asan, let's go try the cannons." Feng Asan quickly led everyone to the artillery testing site. Dozens of bronze cannons have been lined up on the parade ground by Feng Asan, with a stone wall in front for testing the power of the shells. Murong Fu ignited the fire and conducted a test firing. boom! A cloud of white smoke filled the air, a hazy flame spit out of the muzzle, and the shell flew out instantly, hitting the stone wall in front. A gap was blasted directly into the stone wall. After the deafening sound, even Murong Fu was a little surprised. But on second thought, these cannons were samples made by Feng Asan 996 himself working overtime, so the quality of the gun barrels was good and the power was naturally great. Tong Lao and the others became serious. Even if the flintlock rifles hit them before, they used their true Qi to protect their bodies and slightly absorbed the energy, so the flintlock rifles could only damage their clothes. But this artillery is different. If this shell hit them, they would immediately have broken ribs and be seriously injured. Only those who have mastered martial arts to Murong Fu's level, who can release their true energy as an energy wall and transfer power at any time by using the art of shifting the stars, can take on this kind of shell head-on. Of course, they were fast and had sharp senses, enough to get to the front before the artillery had finished reloading. Even if they don't kill you, it's very easy to dodge dozens of shells. But what if there are a hundred doors? What if five hundred doors are used crosswise? What if someone restrained their actions? What if the terrain is narrow? They can only swallow their regret. This artillery is really powerful and terrifying! "You prepared five hundred of these things for the master, and also prepared the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation?" Tong Lao looked at the power of the artillery and imagined the scene of five hundred artillery pieces firing at Xiaoyaozi at the same time. She couldn't help but feel sorry for her master. Did Xiaoyaozi violate the Heavenly Law? "Five hundred gates, haven't they been built yet?" Murong Fu asked. "No, although I have tried very hard and used black iron and internal force to assist, there are too few craftsmen who know martial arts, and I have only made 120 doors." Feng Asan said ashamedly. He is very strong, but the other craftsmen don’t know any martial arts! Even if you teach me, I won’t be able to learn it in a short time. If you don't know martial arts, you can only use traditional methods to cast gun barrels. After casting, you have to grind and polish them, and there will be defective products, so the efficiency is not very high. This is the result of Murong Fu gathering the top craftsman resources from the entire empire. "It's barely enough." Murong Fu said, looking at Tong Lao, "I think the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation can take down the Grandmaster. In fact, I prepared this cannon for my father-in-law and others." "It's a blessing for the Duan family to have a son-in-law like you." Li Qiu Shui said with a smile. "It's just to scare them, mainly to extinguish the resistance of the Gao family and the thirty-six tribes in eastern Yunnan, and to resolve the Dali issue peacefully." Murong Fu said, "I have another purpose!"
a few days later. The army assembles. Murong Fu began to speak. In this age without electronic devices, only someone with such high martial arts skills as Murong Fu could make his voice clear to tens of thousands of soldiers. Murong Fu mobilized 30,000 troops, claiming to have 100,000. This is the number including the civilian laborers, and there are indeed 100,000 of them. A field army of 30,000 people is actually very scary, and 70,000 of them are responsible for logistics. In addition to solving the Changchun Valley problem, he had several other things to do during his trip to Dali. "The Ming army is mighty!" said Murong Fu. "Long live the Divine Emperor, long live the Divine Emperor, long, long live the Divine Emperor!" Murong Fu waved his hand, and tens of thousands of Ming soldiers responded, raising their right hands to Murong Fu and looking at their emperor with admiration. The ministers all had complicated thoughts. Many of them came from the Song Dynasty and had never seen an emperor with such high prestige in the army. In fact, they were unwilling to start the war machine, but unfortunately, the decisions they could make in the Song Dynasty could not be made in the Ming Dynasty. Because Murong Fu has the support of the Xiaoyao Sect and the Ming Cult, it is really like "if you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it." Confucianism is not as powerful as imagined. To the imperial power, Confucianism is just a prostitute, but it is good at selling smiles and has been used by all dynasties. If the imperial court did not use it, the Confucian scholars would be helpless. Murong Fu's iron-fisted monarch had already made them despair, and they began to secretly try to influence Murong Fu's eldest son, Murong Ming. But they couldn't see Murong Ming, and Murong Fu showed no signs of asking a great scholar to be Murong Ming's teacher. They were very anxious, and there was nothing they could do. Now, Murong Fu has taken back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. The biggest impact of this incident is that it slapped the Song Dynasty in the face and greatly enhanced the legitimacy of the Ming Dynasty. After all, the Song Dynasty had not solved the problem of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun for a hundred years after its founding, but the Ming Dynasty solved it within a few months after its founding. It was truly a time of war and iron cavalry, with the spirit of a tiger swallowing up thousands of miles. Now, the Ming army was still consolidating Yanyun, and Murong Fu once again launched the war machine and headed straight for the Dali Kingdom. "All under heaven belongs to the king, and all the people are his subjects!" Murong Fu said loudly, "Dali Kingdom, south of the colorful clouds, is a good place and an inseparable part of my Han family since ancient times. Although the King of Zhennan in Dali Kingdom is my father-in-law, I will not show any sympathy and will bring an army of 100,000 to visit my father-in-law! Do you think my father-in-law is touched?" The Ming army all laughed. "I'm touched. I must be very touched!" “I’m touched, but I dare not move!” "Your Majesty is the son-in-law of Xixia, who turned Xixia into a husband-wife country of Ming. You are also the son-in-law of Dali. Is Dali also going to marry our Ming?" Murong Fu has a very high prestige, so his speeches are always humorous and he never relies on a stern face to establish his authority. "Many of you don't have wives, right? There are Bai people in Dali. Bai people are Bai people. How can they be called Bai people if they are not white? The local women are pretty and fair-skinned. They are hardworking and good at work." Murong Fu laughed again, "I will take you to Dali this time. The locals in Dali will definitely welcome the royal master. You are all richer than the locals. Whether you can hook up with a wife depends on your ability! But you can't rob women by force. You can use sweet words and sing folk songs! You must inject the blood of my Han men into the women of Dali. Whoever can get more than two wives like me will be rewarded by me. When we return victorious, I will personally witness your marriage! What do you think?!" The Ming army burst into laughter. "it is good!!!"
What Murong Fu said were all very down-to-earth things, but in fact, he highly tied the national interests and the personal interests of these soldiers together. If the country entered Dali as a victor, then the soldiers could pick up girls in the local area and win them over as a royal army. This also strengthens the soldiers' sense of participation in the war. "We have another purpose in going to Dali this time, which is revenge! Heaven will repay justice, China has the principle of justice; people's hearts are obedient, and every man will take revenge! To put it simply, can revenge be taken after three generations? Our ancestors said it well, even revenge of nine generations can be taken!" After making two jokes, Murong Fu said in a deep voice, "Eighteen years ago, Jiaozhi invaded China and slaughtered 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Yongzhou. The previous dynasty was incompetent and ended in a miserable defeat. Can this revenge be forgotten?" Murong Fu raised his voice and said sternly: "Chen Tang of the Han Dynasty said that it is better to hang heads on the streets of the barbarians to show the people thousands of miles away. Anyone who openly offends the mighty Han will be punished even if he is far away!" "I am not the Song Shenzong of the previous dynasty. I am a Han descendant who has gone through swords and emerged from fire. How can I forget the hatred of Jiaozhi's invasion of China and the massacre of my people?" "I will join forces with Dali to attack Jiaozhi, destroy their country, ruin their history, and cut off their foundation! I will sweep away all the evil people in foreign countries, and put an end to all the barbarians in foreign countries!" "The Chinese are close friends. Dali is a member of the Chinese, and we should not harm them. But Jiaozhi is a real barbarian. Everything, money, and women there can be robbed. I will measure Jiaozhi's national strength and give you a generous reward! If you can't find a wife in Dali, I will send you Jiaozhi women directly!" "In short, revenge, revenge, revenge!!!" Murong Fu's encouragement immediately made the blood of the Ming army boil, especially when they thought of the benefits of conquering Jiaozhi, they were eager to fight and shouted: "Revenge, revenge, revenge!" When the ministers saw this, they all knew that Murong Fu was indeed different from the previous dynasty. He did not believe in Confucianism's benevolence, righteousness, and morality at all. His tactics were all about grabbing money, territory, and women. But this set of measures just happened to suit the hearts of those warriors, making their fighting spirit more than ten times stronger than that of the Song army! (End of this chapter)