Dominate the Country

"Brother, show me another performance..."

Looking at the darts on the target three meters away, several children surrounded Chen Ding. The children of the Chen Han royal family did not have such a hard study life as the princes of the Qing Dynasty. In their daily lives, Chen Ming gave them more freedom. But after leaving the infant stage, that is, after the age of ten, all the royal children must enter the Boy Camp and accept a one-month Boy Scout career.

In other words, Chen Ding has been a boy soldier for three months. This skill of throwing darts was learned by Chen Ding from his team officer in the Boy Camp. Although the team officer was one year younger than him. But in the eyes of the team officer, Chen Ding and other tender-skinned and powerful children who went to the Boy Camp for training, their real ability is not even half of the "veterans" of the same age.

Sending children who have just left the infant stage to the Boy Camp for short-term training started with the royal family, and then quickly became popular throughout the top of Chen Han. Those who have just gone through the war, ascended to high positions, and enjoyed wealth and glory, no one wants to see their children become unlearned and unskilled. They can just let their children enter the semi-militarized Chengjun Public School, but no one wants to throw their children into the Boy Camp.

Chen Han has been established for three years, and has been firmly in Jiangnan for six years. Although the scale of the Boy Camp has not been expanded, the system and internal are much stronger than before. In addition to the military training that is still maintained at the standard level, the time share in culture and art is increasing, and the life is well-off and has a certain guarantee. It can be seriously said that a large part of these children have better comprehensive qualities than the students of the same age, especially those who can become captains. They are the best group of people in the Boy Camps all over China.

Chen Ding is a very proud person. It was not obvious when he was a child. Although he felt that he had a lot of power when he was a child, it was his father and grandfather who had more power. But when he grew up a little bit, Chen Ding felt that he was noble.

This kind of nobility is not simply reflected in power, but more of a kind of honor in blood.

He knew how shocking his father's achievements were. When a foreign dynasty with a stable rule developed to its peak, he completely trampled on this prosperous foreign dynasty. He could realize how difficult it was.

Chen Ding felt that his father's achievements were greater than Zhu Hongwu, who was highly respected by his father. He was the eldest son of such a founding monarch, and his father's closest blood flowed in his body...

Chen Ding's sense of nobility due to glory made him have a kind of "arrogant" self-esteem. At that time, Chen Ding did not accept any "inferiority", and he did not know whether the current "Boy Camp Training" was directly prompted by his thoughts and attitudes at that time.

One month during the summer vacation of that year, he was thrown into the Boy Camp in Weihai, Shandong by his father. For a whole month, Chen Ding suffered the biggest setback since he could remember.

In terms of physical strength, he is far inferior to some BTs; his shooting, swimming and sports are even worse; his grappling and fighting can only be regarded as inferior. The reason why he did not fall to the bottom is that Chen Ding's physique is really good, and he really works hard in school training. His training level should be ranked in the middle of the boy camp, but when fighting in battle, Chen Ding lacks a sense of ruthlessness. At that time, no one in the boy camp knew that his identity was the noble eldest son of the emperor. Then Chen Ding, who was very serious, only got a low grade in fighting training.

Even in cultural courses, Chen Ding could only maintain a medium level. The children in the boy camp are all people who have suffered hard times. They know very well how hard their current lives are, and they are not ordinary hardworking in cultural studies.

Compared with the boy soldiers in the Weihai Boy Camp, the only thing Chen Ding got a top score in was his horsemanship.

During that one month, Chen Ding was deeply hurt. The Boy Camp made him realize that his father was awesome, but he himself was not necessarily awesome.

Chen Ding had seen his father play with a stone lock weighing 100 kilograms like a wooden pole, but he himself could not even play with a stone lock weighing 30 kilograms. Chen Ming's BT power was not passed on to the next generation. The blows came one after another, but they really woke Chen Ding up.

Chen Ding still had not forgotten his childhood memories in Lushan. Before the New Year's Eve, his whole family worked hard to rush to the mountains and kneel down to worship the ancestral tablets in Xiaonangou. Everything showed clearly that their Chen family had been ordinary people for hundreds of years.

From the lessons of the first Boy Camp training, to the training of the second winter Boy Camp, to the wilderness survival training of the Hainan Boy Camp this summer, three months was not long for a 13-year-old boy, but it was enough to leave an indelible mark on Chen Ding's life.

The darts Chen Ding used were not the kind of darts used in later generations for competitions, but standard darts that could be thrown out of the hand, just like arrow feathers. If they hit someone, it would kill them.

Chen Ding learned this from the captain. In the assessment of outdoor survival training, he used this dart to shoot down two seabirds and survived to the end.

He didn't say much, but just raised his hands casually a few times, and the three darts had formed a standard triangle at the center of the bull's eye three feet away.

Not only did the children applaud at this scene, but even the guards who were watching with smiles nearby opened their eyes wide.

While the children were having fun, in the palace, Chen Ming was looking at a target 100 meters away with a very ugly expression. His eyesight was very good, so he could clearly see that there were only four black holes on the target 100 meters away. He, just now, missed the target? "There must be something wrong with this gun!" Feeling a little embarrassed, Chen Ming threw the gun on the ground in anger.

He was an old hand at shooting, although he never expected to hit anything when he used a smoothbore gun before. But this time was different, this time he was testing a new gun, a rifled gun.

A percussion cap rifled gun!

Chen Ming felt that he could not only hit the bull's eye with five consecutive shots, but also drag the target two or three hundred meters away and still hit it. Because his eyesight was excellent.

But the reality made him feel quite ugly. The highest score of the five shots was only seven rings, and he missed the target by one ring.

Chen Ming threw the gun to the ground, and in a blink of an eye he saw that the first and second guns had been loaded. No matter how good his level was, the quality of this gun was still good.

Chen Zhongda walked off the field with an unconcealed smile on his face. He didn't expect that the wise and mighty emperor's shooting skills were not ordinary bad. This is a first-class gun carefully selected by the military industry department. Chen Zhongda can shoot more accurately than Chen Ming even with his eyes closed.

Although Chen Zhongda himself had left the front-line battlefield two years ago, when a rifled gun was in his hand, a momentum made everyone around him secretly awed.

He is the first sharpshooter of the Chen family and the leader of the first batch of snipers.

After years of being on the battlefield, he has always stayed in the sniper unit. Even if many people in the current Fu Han Army sniper unit have surpassed him, Chen Zhongda's name is destined to leave a strong mark in the history of the Fu Han Army.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot. A sparrow with its head completely blown off fell from the top of a street lamp more than 100 meters away from the target. There was a little blood on the snow-white street lamp post.

Then in front of Chen Ming, Chen Zhongda quickly loaded the bullets and put on the copper cap...

"Eleven seconds?" Chen Ming looked at the data of the recorder on the side.

"The fastest can reach ten seconds. For ordinary shooters, three shots a minute is not a problem on the battlefield." The firing rate is at the same level as the current muzzle-loading smoothbore flintlock rifle, but the combat performance of the two sides is not the same.

"For snipers, with a new rifle in hand, everything within 500 meters is within range."

And with a coverage range of 500 meters, even many small-caliber artillery will be threatened by this new rifle.

Chen Zhongda had suffered enough from the difficulty of reloading rifled ammunition. He really loved this new rifle, which can be loaded at the same speed as smoothbore rifles. Moreover, the power of this new rifle is much greater than that of the old rifled rifle in the past, in terms of penetration.

"Your Majesty. This rifle is now fully mature. If it is equipped to the troops, it will be an unimaginable improvement in the combat effectiveness of our army." Chen Quan felt that if this weapon was generally equipped to the troops, 10,000 people would be enough to beat 30,000 people. If it was placed in the north and the northwest, how much money would it save for the country.

"What's the hurry? What kind of guns do foreigners use?" If such a good treasure is not used to give the enemy a "fatal blow" at the most critical moment, it would be a great waste.

Chen Ming ordered the military industry system to officially launch the breech-loading rifle plan last year, but the latter is obviously somewhat disconnected from the technology of this era. Even if Chen Ming proposed the concept of needle-percussion, it was far from a result in less than a year.

"Send a message to the Royal Guards and the Nanyang Marine Corps to replace their percussion cap guns."

It was already the winter of 1777, and no one knew where the delegation led by Gao Yanming had gone. Chen Ming had no idea when the French would wade into the muddy waters of North America. But his intuition told him that this time point was not far away. Because of the great victory of Saratoga, because on September 19, 1777 in the Western calendar, a turning point battle took place in the British colonies in North America. This battle was the great victory of Saratoga. More than 7,000 British troops, led by Bergon, plunged into the heart of the Thirteen States, and finally more than 5,000 British troops and six British generals surrendered.

This battle was defined as the turning point of the Thirteen States War of Independence in the history textbooks of the last time and space.

Although Chen Ming had many puzzles and many ambiguities about the North American War of Independence, some things could be connected.

The French hated Britain so much, but France had not really intervened in the war so far. But Chen Ming knew that the Gallic rooster would eventually go down and fight John Bull himself, and the Spaniards were also dragged in the middle. So when did the French decide to quit?

Chen Ming didn't know the time, but he remembered the time of the Saratoga victory. Since this war was considered to be a turning point in the North American War, the additional significance it brought was most likely the participation of the French.

This was a decisive battle between the militia of the thirteen states of North America and the British regular army. The great victory of the thirteen states of North America allowed the French to see their own strength and gave the restless French the confidence they needed most at this moment.

That's why Chen Ming asked Gao Yanming to lead the delegation to visit Europe at the end of last year, and to connect with India and the Ottomans in the Arab world along the way.

And then a very simple reality was placed in front of Chen Ming.

Luzon for the Spanish, Manila for the Spanish. This piece of fat meat was placed in front of Chen Ming. Chen Ming would be an idiot if he didn't bite it off and eat it at such a good time.

At this time, he wanted to change the equipment of the Nanyang troops. The percussion cap guns would double the combat effectiveness of the Nanyang Marines compared to what they are now. Because the Nanyang Marines equipped with percussion cap guns no longer have to be afraid of the frequent rains in the Nanyang region. .

This is not to say that this flash cap gun can really continue to fire in a heavy rainstorm, but compared with the resistance to wind and rain, the flash cap gun is much better than the past flintlock gun.

…

An exploration ship of the Second Overseas Exploration Bureau is sailing on the vast sea. The weather has been bad these two days. I can't see the moon or stars at night, and I can't see the sun at all during the day. Driving blankly on the lonely and boundless ocean, it would be really scary if the ship wasn't well stocked with water and food.

In the cabin, Zhu Wo was holding a novel and reading it with gusto. The current emperor likes novels very much, and slaves like Cao Xueqin were praised by the emperor himself for a book called "The Story of the Stone". Moreover, China's domestic newspaper industry has developed rapidly in recent years, which has also given novels a certain market space. China's domestic novels have also developed very well in recent years.

Zhu Wo likes to take out a novel to pass the time when he is bored. He gave up the bright future with Chen Jigong and chose to become an explorer, exploring unknown places around the world. It's just a pity that the second bureau, which has the best conditions and the largest investment among the four exploration bureaus, has achieved nothing in the past few years.

Sailing on the sea needs something to kill time. Zhu Wo has no other hobbies, just reading and writing letters. When writing letters to the author, he will express his love or express his anger in a passionate and exciting tone. Because of this, he actually made two author friends.

After reading the book in front of the light for half an hour, Zhu Wo closed the novel.

"See you then, it's time to go on a patrol..."

As he spoke, he lit the wind lantern hanging on the side, opened the hatch and prepared to go to the cockpit to take a look. However, he had just walked out of the captain's cabin when he saw his first mate running over in a panic.

Zhu Wo knew his deputy quite well. He was once a member of the Southeast Navy, but the war made him lose three fingers. He experienced many things and eventually became his reliable assistant. Zhu Wo has never seen the first mate so panicked. In other words, the only thing that can make this well-informed first mate so panicked is a big event...

An ominous premonition arose in Zhu Wo's heart.

"What happened..."

"Captain, we are in trouble. Lightning appeared on the sea more than ten miles ahead, and lightning kept coming. We encountered a storm..." Zhu Wo's face darkened. This is something that no one on the sea wants to encounter. . "Is there a way to avoid it..." Once it enters the storm, no one can guarantee whether the ship can survive it.

"I'm afraid not..." The distance was too close. It was night now, and we were too close when we discovered it.