I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 93 The Messy Cao Hou Ye
In the extremely cold weather of minus 34 degrees, the stove must be fired, and every large wooden house uses a white iron stove.

Among them, even the big houses of the Japanese and Jiannu were no exception.

What a group of coolies, what a pity they froze to death.

The so-called "heating" is actually two iron pipes connected to the "boiler" of the steam turbine, one out and one in, so that the steam in it can circulate continuously to reduce unnecessary waste.

Because I just came to Kuwu Island, and the coal reserves and mining difficulty on the island have not yet been ascertained. The coal transported by the cargo ship must be used sparingly.

Otherwise, when the coal is burned out, this expensive steam turbine will become a pile of scrap iron...

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After eating and drinking enough, lying on a solid, spacious and warm wooden bed, smelling the faint fragrance of pine wood, listening to the cold wind whizzing by outside, people who have been crawling and rolling in the mud all day will soon be into the dream.

In the huge camp, only the musketeers on duty were awake.

Cao Wenzhao, Marquis of Liaodong, was also awake.

Wearing a fur robe, he sat in front of a simple and rough pine table, drinking hot tea comfortably, and glanced at the 'Topographic Map of Kuwu Island' on the table from time to time.

'Heilonggang is located in the south of Kuwu Island, facing Ezo Island far away. Those Japanese people have been operating this area for a long time, and built many small docks, which have to be pulled out one by one. '

"This group of guys actually continued to infiltrate the island, built a lot of cottage bandit dens, and enslaved the residents of the island..."

'We must wipe out the bandit dens of the Japanese as soon as possible, and let the students of Daming Academy go to explore coal mines and gold mines! '

But when he thought that there were only [-] musketeers under his command, Cao Wenzhao rubbed his brows and smiled wryly.

Of the two armored warships, one went to patrol the nearby waters and blocked the waterway leading to Jiannu and Tsarist Russia; the other was moored in the harbor to prevent the Japanese fleet from attacking, and there were no more "elite soldiers" at all.

As for the eighty musketeers at hand, the two captains, Du Pingping and Chen Yin, picked them out through their teeth after repeated discussions.

As for the combat effectiveness, Cao Wenzhao was not worried.

After witnessing Captain Chen Yin's naval battle command, he was very assured of Zheng Zhilong's soldiers, even if they were not the most elite, they would definitely not be a bunch of idiots.

'Long Live the Lord of the People...'

bang——

A crisp gunshot interrupted Cao Wenzhao's train of thought.

Immediately afterwards, several hurried whistles sounded in the camp.

As soon as this settled down, there was an enemy attack?Japanese bandits, or those hunters on the island?
He pondered for a while, then slowly put down the tea bowl, wrapped his fur robe tightly, and pushed open the thick wooden door.

There was a gust of cold wind in the face, and the snow slag was blown on the face, which was painful and painful.

"Your Majesty, dozens of people are coming from the northwest direction, it should be Japanese bandits attacking!" A musketeer hurried over and bowed to report.

Cao Wenzhao nodded slightly, and asked casually, "Can you hold on?"

He was already considering, if not possible, he would organize the group of students from Daming Academy first, at least there would be a thousand of them.

"There are dozens of rogues, no problem." The musketeer said in a deep voice, "The other party probably thought that we arrived on the first day, and they didn't have time to set up the camp, so they came here quietly."

"Even if we have a camp, we must be on guard against the opponent's firearms." Cao Wenzhao nodded, ordered a few words, and let the musketeer go.

'Cut logs, build castles... Cough, Long Live God really has the foresight. '

Cao Wenzhao returned to the wooden house, changed into his battle robe, soft armor, etc., tidied up briefly, and then strode out.

Only those civil servants and eunuchs who supervised the army sent those generals, guerrillas and soldiers out to fight, while they hid in the rear and drank and had fun in a safe place.

How could he, Cao Wenzhao, act like this!

'Let those musketeers defend first, let's organize the students of Daming Academy first, even if we just distribute a kitchen knife to everyone, it won't cause chaos when the opponent charges on a large scale. '

Thinking about this, Cao Wenzhao, Marquis of Liaodong, walked quickly to the wooden house where the students lived, raised his eyes, and was stunned.

On the snowy ground, the [-] people were divided into two parts, ten small teams, neatly arranged, and they were already ready for battle?

Some of them, 500 people, were fully armed, each carrying a brand-new musket on his back, two new-style grenades hanging on his waist, and a bag made of cooked cowhide slanted across his chest.

It looks like it should contain magazines.

The other 500 people were divided into five centurions, all in jackets and soft armor, each carrying a tendon-horned compound crossbow machine;
Everyone had a quiver hanging around their waists, containing fifty specially-made crossbow arrows!

In addition, there is a wooden box under each person's feet, and I don't know what is in it.

"Report to Lord Hou, the student army of Daming Academy has assembled, please give instructions to Lord Hou!" Mao Pijiang stepped forward quickly and said with a bow.

Cao Wenzhao: "..."

Daming Academy, what exactly is it for?Why are these students trained like monsters?
He majored in mining, farming, and breeding, but he was good at logging and building houses... When there was an enemy attack, he turned into an elite soldier again?
"Have you... ever fired a gun?" Cao Wenzhao walked up to a student and asked with a smile.

"Uh... not many courses," the student said a little embarrassedly: "I majored in mining, and the training time is very short, only 20 days;

So, only four or five hundred rounds were fired..."

Cao Wenzhao: "..."

Only four or five hundred rounds were fired!
Listen, is this still a human language?

Cao Wenzhao was stationed on the front line of Shanhaiguan in Liaodong, and he had also heard of the new-style muskets made by the Daming Academy, and he was very yearning.

Especially after Mao Yuanyi's battle at Xifengkou, the musket that did not need to light the match, but only needed to press the bullet into the breech, was passed on among the Ming army as a miracle, and everyone dreamed that they could have such a gun ...

Most of the frontline soldiers have never seen the new musket.

The students of Daming Academy, while learning mining techniques, used their training time to "only fire four or five hundred bullets"?
Daming Academy, after all, is the son of the idiot emperor!

I, Cao Wenzhao... want to go to school too.

"Since you've fired the guns, the Marquis is relieved." Cao Wenzhao turned his head to look at the students carrying the crossbows, and asked gently, "What is the effective range of the crossbows in your hands?"

According to Cao Wenzhao's experience, the compound crossbow in the hands of the students has an effective range of about 250 steps. It is considered to be the most advanced single-soldier crossbow in the equipment of the frontier army of the Ming Dynasty.

"My lord, the effective range of this kind of crossbow is not too far," said a student loudly, "it's less than three hundred steps."

Cao Wenzhao nodded slightly when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "Individual crossbows, this range is about the same. You should know that the effective range of the crossbows used by the frontier guards of the Ming Dynasty on the front line of Shanhaiguan is as short as [-]%. It's only seven or eight hundred steps."

The student was taken aback, and said casually: "It shouldn't be. The new bed crossbow designed and manufactured by Daming Academy can fire twenty bolts at the same time. Even with warheads, the effective range is about a thousand steps."

"With... warheads?" Cao Wenzhao was a little messy again.

The bed crossbow has warheads, so what's new?

That guy Song Yingxing is too good at playing.

"My Lord, it's this kind of hollow grenade," a student bent down, opened the wooden box under his feet, and carefully took out a 'warhead' the size of a goose egg.

"This is, the warhead?"

"My lord, this is a hollow-point grenade."

"How powerful is it?" Cao Wenzhao frowned and asked, "Can this warhead pierce Jiannu's iron armor?"

The 'Thunderbolt' grenade used by the frontier army of the Ming Dynasty was regarded as one of the most threatening individual weapons to the Jiannu cavalry. Often a single thunderbolt grenade exploded, enough to kill the horse and injure the cavalry along the way.

Therefore, in the battle of defending the city, dozens of boxes of pilizi are enough to cause a lot of trouble for the slave cavalry.

But because the imperial court was too poor, it was impossible to equip it in large quantities.

Cao Wenzhao deeply regretted this.

The 'hollow grenade' used by these students is roughly half as powerful as the 'Thunderbolt', right?After all, the volume is not large, and it is only slightly larger than an egg.

It's just that, after listening to Master Cao's words, the students of Daming Academy all had strange expressions on their faces.

Cao Wenzhao: "..."

Why, did Ben Hou say the wrong thing again?Isn't it just a small 'hollow grenade'!

(End of this chapter)