Chapter 1276: Vitality

Behind Zhao Cheng, Li Tonghai followed all the way. Although he had known about the situation in the city for a month, he was still impressed when he saw it again.

In the past few years, since Huang Tian went from victory to decline, he has actually been thinking hard about what exactly caused the good situation to collapse in an instant.

But limited by the limitations of the times, he could only conclude that the time had passed.

If it hadn't been for the time being, how could so many cities that had already surrendered directly surrender to the court? !

Li Tonghai was naturally a smart man. He knew that behind this were local forces like fence-sitters, aristocratic families, these people were unreliable and untrustworthy.

But if he wanted to rule the world, he had to rely on them.

After all, without their help, even if he conquered the city, where would the talents come from to govern it? !

As for training himself, from ancient times to the present, whenever a big event happened, it only took 10 to 20 years from beginning to end.

Moreover, in the past twenty years, the first few years, or even more than ten years, are often mediocre, with small territories and few troops. Then, when they encounter good fortune, they suddenly ascend to heaven and become dragons, and win battles one after another. In an instant, they gain a large territory and many troops.

When the territory is small, there is no capital for training. When the territory is large, there is no time for training.

When the king of the world, at that time, it is impossible to train from scratch.

Because in this process, those aristocratic families are all meritorious officials, and the newly grown scholars are also trained on this basis, and the mark is left on the innate.

However, Zhao Cheng's set of methods gave him hope to solve this biggest drawback.

As long as it can be done, facing the fence-sitters, just kill them directly. Not only is there no drawback, but it can also make huge wealth. The more the troops are killed, the more food they will have, and the more people's hearts they will have.

Without those fence-sitters, it is natural to use the people's hearts to incite people in the local area.

After all, in a place with local tyrants, the common people are not the people, but the tyrants are.

Thinking of this, Li Tonghai's heart is undoubtedly more determined.

And the civil officials behind Li Tonghai have almost similar ideas.

These old members of Huang Tian were not born well, but they were a little smart. In the past, such smart people were at best the county magistrate's advisor.

In this era, if you want to be an official, you must not only have talent, but also be recommended by someone.

In this case, these people naturally have no mercy on the aristocratic families.

At this moment, their hearts are also full of ambitions, and they are more convinced of Zhao Cheng. The so-called prestige is established in such a subtle way.

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In a large house in the center of the city, Huang Qi was discussing the issue of making guns with a group of Taoists at this time.

They have been working for half a month, and the seamless steel pipes have been successfully rubbed out by hand.

Originally, in this era, it was impossible to produce a perfectly tight iron cylinder. Normal hammering would definitely leave a crack, but the solution was to wrap it with another layer of iron. The so-called iron-wrapping process was what he was talking about.

The iron cylinder made in this way was only one-tenth as strong as the one made in one piece.

But the Taoists had Taoist techniques and magic powers, so they could use a special furnace to shape molten iron.

The seamless steel pipe was very successful, and apart from this, other parts could be hammered out by a powerful blacksmith.

In order to motivate the Taoists, Zhao Cheng also specially assembled a musket and gave it to the Taoists to watch and study.

"This hidden weapon is tailor-made for Taoists like us."

"If we use a sword and force, we can only break more than ten armors, but if we rely on the advantage of this thing, if the environment is complex enough, such as in the mountains and forests, as long as there is enough time, thousands of armors can also be killed..."

At this moment, Huang Qi was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a rifle that was as long as his arm. The painting style was very strange, but he didn't think there was any problem.

To him, the rifle was just a powerful hidden weapon.

Originally, he was somewhat resistant to iron smelting. After all, he had been a general in the army and had killed countless generals and enemies on the battlefield. For a fierce man like him, Zhao Cheng asked him to do logistics, and he was naturally unwilling.

But military law was like a mountain, and he couldn't resist.

But now, after trying the power of the rifle, he had no complaints at all.

He had tested it many times. The range of this thing was 300 to 500 meters, but after exceeding 300 meters, the accuracy could not be guaranteed. After exceeding 500 meters, the bullets flew randomly, and the lethality was greatly reduced.

But even so, this thing was extremely terrifying. With the Taoist's enhanced five senses and skills, carrying a thousand bullets, if he fought guerrilla warfare in a place like the mountains and forests, killing a thousand people in one night would not be a problem, because the enemy could not give any effective countermeasures.

And this was because the manufacturing process of this gun was not entirely from the Taoist.

Huang Qi has been studying how to refine the entire hidden weapon with Taoism these days, apart from the daily necessary refining of seamless steel pipes.

And he has a plan in mind.

He plans to make one for himself, and then increase the caliber of the gun by three times, double the length of the barrel, and make the iron pipe thicker and thicker, so that the lethality should be greater.

At that time, if he went to the battlefield and the enemy wanted to fight, he would just take out his rifle and shoot the opponent from a hundred meters away. Even if the opponent had the courage to overlord, he would still die suddenly on the spot, even if he was shot. The armor must also be made of paper.

"In fact, if we can gather more than a hundred Taoists to form a special army, and supplement it with this weapon, I am afraid we can be invincible in the world. Tiger and leopard cavalry, wolf tooth cavalry, divine guard army, all of these things can be defeated It’s a straw.”

Another Taoist said, this Taoist had a very tender complexion, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he and Zhao Cheng were considered classmates at the time.

Not only Huang Qi had fantasies, other Taoists also had similar thoughts.

After all, these Taoists are not the pure cultivators in the mountains, but have grown up in the military, and all of them are war madmen.

"I'm afraid the general will not agree to this. If there are more than a hundred Taoists, how many hidden weapons can we make in one day?!"

"As long as the barrels and gunpowder keep up, I'm afraid it will take just a year to conquer the world."

"War is dangerous. If Taoists like us die on the battlefield, that will be the biggest loss."

"Of course I know this, but it's really boring to make iron at home every day."

As soon as these words came out, all the Taoists fell silent.

The Taoist in the fantasy, with fluttering clothes and a three-foot long sword, can kill thousands of enemies.

In reality, iron is being smelted every day, iron is being smelted, iron is being smelted.

As for Huang Qi, he had been burning the stove for more than half a month, and he felt that he was a bit smoked.