The river surface began to freeze, and the farmers dig the frozen soil with difficulty. The breath he exhaled turned into fog and slowly dissipated in the air.

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

"In general, I didn't grasp the key points at all!"

Ma Su opened his mouth wide. He felt that his grandson, "Senior Brother", was right! But why did the teacher say that he didn't grasp the key points?

Fang Xing saw Zhu Zhanji's dissatisfaction and sneered: "These are all cliches. It's true that food is released, and epidemic prevention is also good, but you are wrong because you didn't grasp the key points."

Zhu Zhanji stammered his neck and said, "Brother Dehua, I'll ask for advice."

Fang Xing ignored his unhappiness and pointed at the working farmers and said, "You have ignored human hearts and human nature!"

Zhu Zhanji was also stunned, feeling that his IQ was really insufficient today.

"After a major disaster, people's hearts will inevitably be restless. At this time, you should immediately organize the victims to rebuild their homes while releasing food and preventing the epidemic."

Fang Xing remembered the ways of dealing with major disasters in later generations. It was when the social organization was strong and the people were in a stable state, so there was no uncontrollable incident.

"After a person is suffering from disaster, his mind is the most complicated. Despair, helplessness, violence... Once these emotions have a spark, they can explode with a burst of fire!"

Zhu Zhanji thought about it and felt it made sense, so he sincerely asked: "Brother Dehua, what should I do to relieve these dangers?"

Fang woke up and felt a little light in his mouth, so he threw a chewing gum into his mouth, chewing and said, "It's very simple, work-for-relief! They don't have time to think about those messy things. When they remember, their homes have been built, so what else can they do? Go home and have a baby!"

"Brother Dehua, you have the same effect as the Xiang army in the former Song Dynasty!"

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

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

"But that's lazy politics! The former Song Dynasty's Xiang army finally became one of the culprits who dragged down the finances."

Fang Xing intended to teach Ma Su, so he explained it very carefully.

"Don't let them be idle, and they have to give them hope. In this way, even if there is a white lotus, those victims will not be fooled."

After the disaster, there are major disasters, not only referring to epidemics and reconstruction, but also management of disaster victims. At this time, some forces that are not usually valued by the people will come out. With the help of the decadent and angry emotions of the victims, war can easily be brought up.

Zhu Zhanji was thinking, while Ma Su took out the ballpoint pen given by Fang Xing and recorded it in his notebook.

"Let's go, let's see how to practice guns."

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

Outside the back wall of the main house, ten servants raised their guns and aimed at them.

"Is this a brick?"

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

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Scholars can still practice calligraphy. The same principle is that to ensure accuracy and durability, they need to practice more and increase the difficulty."

Xin Laoqi was supervising the side, and the big stick in his hand was whipping at the servants whose muzzle was getting lower and lower.

"rest!"

Fang Xing's arrival gave the servants a short rest time.

"Hello, Master."

After a neat shout, all the servants sat down on the spot and drank water in a kettle.

Xin Laoqi ran over and said with a silly smile: "Young Master, why are you here?"

Fang Xing said, "I'll take a look at the results of your training. How is it? Can you try it now?"

"no problem."

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

"This is Mu Ying's tactic!"

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

King Qianning was Mu Ying, Zhu Yuanzhang's adopted son, and the ancestor of the Mu family who guarded YN for generations.

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "King Qianning's three-stage shooting is just to continuously scare the elephant soldiers, and I am targeting the enemy."

"Young Master, you're ready."

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

There are three servants in the third row, four people in the first row, and three people in the second row. Xin Laoqi commands the command with a Tang sword in his hand.

Fang Xing held down the timer and waved his hand, "Let's start!"

Xin Laoqi raised his Tang sword, then swung it down, shouting: "First row, volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four gunshots came almost in no particular order, followed by smoke.

After the servants in the first row finished their volleys, they stepped back to the end and started to load. The three servants in the second row rushed to the front at this time.

"Second row, volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Third row, volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

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

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

"volley!"

“…”

After ten rounds of shooting, the air in front of me was filled with smoke, and I could hardly see the scene opposite.

"Check the 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 strip of cloth wrapped in a cloth towel.

A slaughtering spirit is also permeating, even if there are only eleven people, it makes people feel unparalleled.

"Ahem!!"

After being squeezed by this murderous aura, Ma Su couldn't help coughing when he smelled the pungent smoke.

Zhu Zhanji raised his telescope and looked at the broken wooden targets in a daze, imagining the situation when facing the impact of the cavalry.

"One husband is the pass, and the other husband is the pass!"

Zhu Zhanji put down his telescope and said excitedly: "If there were thousands of such soldiers, Brother Dehua, the aliens on the grassland would never dare to spy on the south!"

Fang Xing fanned the smoke in front of him, looked at the timer in his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The density of the firepower is not enough. It would be better if the intermediate links can be accelerated a little."

Isn't this good enough?

Zhu Zhanji had seen the Shenji Camp far away in Jinling, and the soldiers were skilled in their practice, but compared with these servants, it seemed a bit too much to see.

Fang Xing immediately drew a cake for Zhu Zhanji.

"If the intermediate link can speed up, then even if the cavalry rushes to the formation, they can defend the enemy from the front line!"

“Continue practicing!”
Chapter completed!