Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

After a piercing sound of gunfire, Liu Fangliang jumped up high and never had the chance to raise the long knife in his hand.

The projectile was like a giant hammer, hitting his chest and knocking him off his horse.

"Old Liu, Old Liu, times have changed long ago!"

Zhu Youjian sneered and spit on the ground.

"Big Hao, tie me up!"

Zhu Youjian slowly blew out the gun smoke and pretended to do the actions in Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas.

This casual scene only made Hao Yaoqi's eyes light up.

What the hell!

Mount Tai collapses in front of you without a moment's notice, and it suddenly comes without being startled.

This is what an emperor should look like!

How could that impatient, careless one-eyed dragon have such a monarchy demeanor?

Why, I was blind before, thinking that someone like Li Zicheng was what a king should be like...

Hao Yaoqi cursed for a while, then led his soldiers forward and pushed Liu Fangliang to the ground, who had been shot in the breastplate and the shattered breastplate saved his life.

Just like a farmer selling a pig, his hands and feet were tied from the back, and then the two ropes were pulled out to tie him into a recurved shrimp.

The tall and thick-looking man had a flattering look on his face, and he didn't forget to compliment him:

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

……

Zhu Youjian put his index finger on the trigger and turned the small gun, but he felt scared.

(This way? Turn)

If he hadn't happened to get this spontaneous gun produced by Bi Maokang's apprentice, he would have shed his skin even if he didn't die.

Zhu Youjian played with the exquisite little gun and was secretly surprised that this beautifully decorated little thing could be so powerful.

He looked down and suddenly became speechless.

The caliber of this guy is probably more than 20, and you can fit your thumb into the barrel of the gun!

There are only three ways to improve the power of a musket: increasing the caliber and increasing the charge; rifling and using bullet rotation to increase the lethality; improving the power of gunpowder to increase the power by using the same gunpowder with greater combustion mass and energy.

Under the premise that the latter two methods cannot be implemented in a short time, increasing the caliber is indeed the fastest and most effective way.

Although this will cause a series of problems such as excessive recoil and insufficient accuracy.

However, compared to its power, this is not important!

Bi Maokang is a talent!

……

Zhang Luofu led his men to kill the intruders who were only focused on escaping, and arrived in front of the Chinese army's banner.

When he was a high school martial arts scholar, he met the emperor once in Wuying Hall.

Zhang Luofu took a closer look and saw that the middle-aged man standing in front of the array holding a gun was not His Majesty or someone else?

"The guilty minister Zhang Luofu came late to rescue me. Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

The emotional Zhang Luofu got off his horse and knelt down straight on the ground.

Behind them, there were only more than 1000 Baoding cavalrymen left. Under the leadership of the deputy general, they all dismounted and knelt down, shouting long live.

"General Zhang please get up!"

Zhu Youjian stepped forward and helped Zhang Luofu up with his own hands. He waved to the soldiers to get up. Then he took Zhang Luofu's arm, looked at it carefully for a while, and smiled:

"General Zhang is darker and thinner than he was last year, but he is more energetic."

Chongzhen has a very good memory. Zhu Youjian looked through his memory and knew that this person was the newly promoted Wu Jinshi last year.

Zhang Luofu had just reached his prime, and he was a reckless young man. When he heard that His Majesty still remembered him after a year, his heart suddenly felt sour, his eyes became hot, and tears fell down.

I, Zhang Luofu, am so virtuous and capable, yet I am so simple in the heart of the emperor - even my death is enough!

"The guilty minister deserves to die. The capital was surrounded, but the guilty minister failed to rescue him..."

"alright, alright!"

Zhu Youjian patted him on the shoulder and said seriously: "General Zhang defended Baoding and sent troops to rescue in the midst of thousands of troops. How can the general be guilty? This is a great achievement!"

Zhang Luofu, a young man, was no match for Zhu Youjian, who had been tortured by the black school, but in just a few words, he became more determined to die for Zhu Youjian.

Zhu Youjian turned around, held Zhang Luofu with one hand, patted Niu Chenghu's shoulder with the other, grabbed Hao Yaoqi's hand, and said loudly:

"Hao Dahao, the way you pulled the war horse and knocked Liu Fangliang over was really beautiful."

"The two young generals are the first to achieve success in this battle. Come on, accompany me into the city!"

……

A battle at the foot of Baoding City completely destroyed the arrogance of the invincible army and even broke their backbone.

Zhou Fengwu tried his best, but could only gather about [-]% of his troops. The others had long since fled to who knows where!

The leader was captured, and the leaderless army retreated for more than twenty miles and set up camp far away. Zhou Fengwu was going to send someone to send a message to Li Zicheng and wait for the next instruction.

……

In the Baoding government office, everyone had just finished paying homage to the emperor.

Zhu Youjian turned his head and looked at Fang Zhenghua, who was standing behind him with Wang Chengen on the left and right, and said:

"General Manager Fang has preserved Baoding and contributed to the society. I am very grateful."

Fang Zhenghua hurriedly bent down and saluted: "Your Majesty has disgraced this old minister. I feel unworthy of your majesty's great trust. I have lost my true determination and dare not be praised by your majesty."

Zhu Youjian waved his hand, looked around at the ministers, and said seriously:

"Gong is merit, and mistakes are mistakes. I know that you are loyal to the country.

However, in the army, rewards and punishments are unknown!

You all have exerted great efforts in this battle, and I will give you a reward. "

The emperor's words were not directed at Fang Zhenghua alone, but obviously included everyone.

Everyone hurriedly refused, not even daring to say a word.

Zhu Youjian said again: "If you don't accept it, how can we get the soldiers to accept it? How can we regain the lost territory and rebuild the Ming Dynasty?"

Everyone just gave up.

Zhu Youjian continued: "The title of my title in the Ming Dynasty originally consisted of six levels: king, duke, marquis, uncle, son, and male. Later, the three levels of king, son, and male were abolished."

When everyone saw the emperor talking about titles, they all watched eagerly.

They can be upright and do not want rewards from His Majesty, but depending on what His Majesty wants, they want to be awarded a title!

This is a way to earn a future for future generations!

Who wouldn’t want it!

Zhu Youjian said in a deep voice: "Nowadays, the country is in turmoil, and it cannot be cured without strong medicine. Today, I restore the six-level title system and declare to the world that anyone who helps the country and recovers the lost land will be given an equal title."

Hearing what the emperor said, everyone felt excited.

Doesn’t this mean that each of them has a share?

Zhu Youjian looked around at the ministers who had obvious joy on their faces, and continued to draw a big cake:

"The Donglu are watching with eager eyes. I predict that this thief will soon go south. By then, the country will be flooded with blood..."

"When Fan Ge helps me draw up the edict later, he should add this sentence - even if the king is hereditary and has a fief, I will also give him a real title!"

……

Fan Jingwen, whose name was called, frowned, in sharp contrast to the beaming courtiers beside him.

What does Your Majesty mean? Do you want to restart the enfeoffment system?