Chapter 57 3-Stage Shooting Drill

The surface of the river began to freeze, and the villagers dug the frozen soil with difficulty, and the breath they exhaled became tangled in mist, which slowly dissipated in the air.

Ma Su was thinking about the teacher's question silently, and Zhu Zhanji was trained by Zhu Di since he was a child, so he replied without hesitation: "Disaster relief is nothing more than releasing food and preventing epidemics. I will release food first, and at the same time monitor the situation." Whether the local officials are corrupt, and then immediately send a doctor for diagnosis and treatment."

"Talks in general terms and totally misses the point!"

Ma Su opened his mouth wide, he felt that his grandson 'senior brother' was right! But what did the teacher say that he missed the point?

Fang Xing saw Zhu Zhanji's unconvinced expression, so he sneered and said, "These are commonplaces, the food release is true, and the epidemic prevention is not bad, but your fault is that you missed the point."

Zhu Zhanji poked his neck and said, "Brother Dehua, I ask you for advice."

Fang Xing ignored his displeasure, pointed at the farm households who were working and said, "You ignore people's hearts and human nature!"

Zhu Zhanji was also dumbfounded, feeling that his IQ was really not enough today.

"After a catastrophe, people's hearts will inevitably be restless. At this time, you should distribute food and prevent epidemics, and at the same time organize the victims to rebuild their homes."

Fang Xing recalled how those catastrophes were dealt with in later generations. That was when the social organization was strong and people's hearts were stable, so there were no uncontrollable incidents.

"People's thoughts are the most complicated after a disaster. Desperation, helplessness, violence... Once these emotions have a spark, they can explode with a bang!"

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and found it very reasonable, so he asked sincerely: "Brother Dehua, what can we do to get rid of these dangers?"

Fang Xing got up and felt that his mouth was a little pale, so he threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth and said while chewing: "It's very simple, work for relief! Let them have no time to think about those messy things, when they think about it , the home has already been built, so what's the fuss? Hurry up and go home and have a baby!"

"Brother Dehua, you are similar to the Xiang Army of the former Song Dynasty!"

Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, and he felt that this analysis and processing method was absolutely amazing.

In the Song Dynasty, once a disaster occurred, the court's way of dealing with it was to organize the victims into a Xiang army, and then eliminate the hidden dangers from the victims.

"But that's lazy government! The Xiang Army of the former Song Dynasty eventually became one of the culprits that dragged down the finances."

Fang Xing intended to teach Ma Su, so he explained in detail.

"Don't let them idle, and let them have hope in their hearts, so that even if some white lotus is causing trouble, those disaster victims will not be fooled."

After a catastrophe, there is a catastrophe, not only referring to the epidemic and reconstruction, but also the management of the victims. At this time, some forces that are usually not valued by the people came out. With the help of the decadent and angry emotions of the victims, the war can be easily rolled up.

Zhu Zhanji thought about it, while Ma Su took out the ballpoint pen Fang Xing gave him and wrote it down in his notebook.

"Come on, let's go to practice guns."

Fang Xing felt a little cold, so he yelled, and led the two of them to the main house.

Outside the back wall of the main house, ten servants were aiming their guns.

"Is this a brick?"

Seeing a brick hanging under those guns, Zhu Zhanji felt that he was really eye-opening.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Scholars can hang their wrists when they practice calligraphy. For the same reason, if you want to ensure accuracy and durability, you need to practice more, and you need to practice more difficultly."

Xin Laoqi was watching from the sidelines, and the big stick in his hand beat the servant whose muzzle was getting lower and lower from time to time.

"rest!"

The arrival of Fang Xing gave the servants a short rest.

"Hello, young master."

After shouting in unison, all the servants sat down where they were and drank from water bottles.

Xin Laoqi ran over and said with a silly smile: "Master,

Why are you here? "

Fang Xing said: "Let me take a look at the results of your training, how is it going, can I try it now?"

"no problem."

Xin Laoqi said confidently, and then he called the servants and formed the team into three rows.

"This is Mu Ying's strategy!"

Zhu Zhanji said excitedly: "When King Qianning was in YN, he used this method to restrain elephant soldiers. I didn't expect Brother Dehua to do it!"

The king of Qianning is Mu Ying, the adopted son of Zhu Yuanzhang, and the ancestor of the Mu family who has guarded YN for generations.

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "King Qianning's three shots are just to scare the elephant soldiers continuously, but mine is aimed at the enemy."

"Master, get ready."

At this time, Xin Laoqi had already led people to erect the targets, and then started to line up strictly according to the distance of 100 meters.

There are three rows of servants, four in the first row, three in the last two rows, and Xin Laoqi is commanding by the side holding a Tang saber.

Fang Xing pressed the timer, waved his hand, "Let's start!"

Xin Laoqi raised his Tang knife, then swung it down, and shouted: "First row, salvo!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

As soon as the voice fell, four gunshots came almost in no particular order, and then the smoke filled the air.

After the servants in the first row finished their salvo, they retreated neatly to the back and began to reload. And the three servants in the second row pushed forward at this time.

"Second row, salvo!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Third row, salvo!"

"Bang bang bang!"

After the three volleys were fired, the four servants in the first row had loaded their lead bullets and walked to the front.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

"volley!"

"..."

When the ten rounds were fired, the air in front of me was filled with gunpowder smoke, and it was almost impossible to see the scene on the other side clearly.

"Check weapons!"

In the smoke, Xin Laoqi shouted loudly, and then the servants began to check the muskets in their hands, and cleaned the residue on the pipe wall with a cleaning rod wrapped in a cloth towel.

A chill was also pervasive, even though there were only eleven people, it gave off an unrivaled aura.

"Cough cough cough!"

Forced by this murderous aura and smelling the pungent gunpowder smoke, Ma Su couldn't help coughing.

Zhu Zhanji raised his binoculars and stared blankly at the battered wooden targets, imagining what it would be like to face the cavalry attack in his mind.

"One husband guards the gate, one husband guards the gate!"

Zhu Zhanji put down the binoculars and said excitedly: "If there are thousands of such soldiers, brother Dehua, the foreigners on the grassland will never dare to look south!"

Fang Xing fanned away the gunpowder smoke in front of his eyes, looked at the timer in his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The density of firepower is not enough, it would be better if the middle link can be sped up a little bit."

Isn't that good enough?

Zhu Zhanji has seen the Shenji Battalion far away in Jinling, and those sergeants are also skilled in drills, but compared with these servants, they seem a bit unsightly.

Fang Xing immediately drew a cake for Zhu Zhanji when he heard the words.

"If the speed in the middle link can be increased, then even if the cavalry charge into the formation, they can keep the enemy out of the battle line!"

"Keep practicing!"

Leaving those words behind, Fang Xing and the others left.

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