The terrifying wall was approaching at a speed of seven meters per second, with the trembling of the earth under his feet, the thunderous sound of horse hooves in his ears, and the legs of all the soldiers of the untouchable army or the bandit camp were trembling.

They want to turn around.

They want to run away.

Even if they knew that this was a temptation, they could not bear the fear in their hearts. The galloping war horses would not stop all of a sudden. As long as the cavalry on the horse was a little later, the war horse with a huge impact would knock them away and trample under their hooves. Their life and death depend only on luck. Instinct told them to escape, but reason told them not, because once they escaped, everything they had just obtained would be lost, and their families would return to the past life that seemed to be in no time. This moment was extremely long for all the soldiers in the bandit camp.

Yang Feng looked at him expressionlessly.

The distance between the cavalry and the bandit camp quickly narrowed to less than ten meters. At the same time, all the cavalry took the reins, and the four hooves of the horses that were running suddenly stopped. Then the huge inertia made all the horses slide forward in a back-sitting posture with their four hooves in the sand. Accompanied by the neighing sound of the horses, the violent friction sound instantly sounded.

All the soldiers of the bandit camp in the front row screamed almost subconsciously and then made a move to push forward.

Some even turned around and ran away.

At the same time, the war horses stopped in front of them, but some of them rushed into the soldiers of the bandit camp because they were taken a little later. Looking at the companions who were knocked away, a few of them finally couldn't bear the fear and ran away. Fortunately, these war horses stopped immediately.

"Anyone who escapes will be removed from the bandit camp and sent back to their original place with their families. All those who did not escape will be rewarded with one tael of silver. Those who were hit by horses will be killed and injured by battles and are determined to be killed and injured!"

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and continued to go south, and the tragedy of the runners immediately sounded behind him.

Of course, the emperor would not be moved by their crying. If you want to turn the soldiers into his war machine, you have to be more ruthless. He must make these soldiers turn obeying his orders into instincts and into something engraved in his brain, otherwise what kind of loyalty is talking about? He gave these people everything, and then he is qualified to ask these people to give everything for him, afraid of being hit by the Jinyiwei war horse and running away, and then the cavalry who faces the enemy will also run away when they go to the battlefield. Although they don’t have weapons, they also know that the Jinyiwei will not really hit them. When they go to the battlefield, the enemy will really hit them, and they will hit them with spears. Why do you believe that they will not run away because they have weapons in their hands?

His Majesty the Emperor, who completed the inspection of the bandit camp, led the Jinyiwei to continue to go south, as for training...

Is there anyone who trains the army himself?

Besides, the weapons of this army are not really equipped yet, and now they are just half-finished products!

"How many storm guns have been made?"

The next afternoon, His Majesty the Emperor appeared at the Shanhaiguan office of the Ministry of Works, and then directly asked the Minister of the Ministry of Works, Song Yingxing, to ask.

"When you go back to your Majesty, you have built 850 pieces. Recently, some craftsmen have been sent to the south. It is estimated that they can reach a rate of ten pieces per day. There is no problem with one thousand pieces before the end of the year. However, there are also many craftsmen in the south. As they march south, they lack weapons. The Nanjing Ministry of Works has written a letter to request that Xiang Xing be suspended from dispatching craftsmen."

Song Yingxing said.

Just after Dorgon and Yang Feng fought in Jidong, Li Zicheng simply ran to Luoyang to watch the fun.

In fact, the Shun Army had completely abandoned the north of the Yellow River. Anyway, they had snatched all the people in Zhili, and those gentry who could snatch them were not welcome to achieve a foundation. At this time, the gentry in Zhili and Shandong were responding to the call of the Qing Dynasty to organize their own groups to practice. Even Yan Shenggong wore paper armor to share the worries of the court. The activities of the Shun Army became increasingly difficult. Li Zicheng simply retreated to the south of the Yellow River and threw the north to Dorgon and the dog emperor. He was ready to snatch Yangzhou. He went south from Zhengding and grew stronger like the past. Countless poor people and bandits of Zhili joined the King of Chuang and lived a good life of fighting against the local tyrants. When Emperor Yongchang of Dashun arrived at his eastern capital, Luoyang, the army had already expanded to 300,000.

He was completely resurrected in full blood.

And Liu Zongmin also gave up on Taiyuan.

The major tyrants led by the Fan family in Jinzhong continued to mess with him. When they were attacked from both sides, they could hardly eat, and Liu Zongmin could not withstand Jiang Guan's Han-Mongolian coalition forces, so they simply retreated to Linfen.

However, in order to vent his anger, Liu Zongmin, who was tyrannical, started a massacre before leaving. The clan of the Shanxi merchants led by Fan Yongdou was almost slaughtered by him. Fan Yudong, the nephew of Fan Yongdou, the eldest son of Fan Yongkui, who was originally head of the Fan family, was caught by Liu Zongmin, and directly lit a sky lantern in the Fan family's mansion. Then all the men, women, young and old left behind the Fan family were surrounded in it, burning it clean. Poor Zhongyi Bo can also be considered bleeding and crying for our Daqing.

But in this way, the pressure faced by the gentry of Jiangnan suddenly increased.

It is said that the vanguard of the Shun Army has approached Bozhou.

"How can this be done? Is it important here or they are important? If they don't have it, there is still a chasm of the Yangtze River. I am almost a hundred miles away from here. Do they even know the priorities? I will scold the Tang Wangshen and ask him if he hopes that I am surprised?"

Yang Feng said sternly.

It’s the enemy country that you are all around a hundred miles away but you didn’t create it yourself. Besides, you are now making people frightened, not Dorgon threatens your safety, okay?

Li Yutian complained in his heart.

Of course, the imperial edict still needs to be issued, but the tone cannot be so direct. Shoufu Li also knew that this craftsman must fight. Since Wu Sangui defeated Dorgon, who had once been a nightmare for him in Jidong, now the generals of the Ming army have understood that a hundred sour scholars who have read poetry and books are not as effective as a craftsman who can cast flowering bullets for them as a whole.

The reason why I played so thrillingly last time was because the Ming army lacked shells.

Neatly casting hollow pig iron balls is a real technical job. The Mingxing only picked out four classes in total in all the craftsmen. If there were four hundred classes, the Ming army could smash them with the flower bullets and win every battle.

As for the South...

It’s nothing to do in the south, and there is still a natural trench in the Yangtze River!

"Where is my cannon?"

Yang Feng asked again.

"Please, your Majesty."

Song Yingxing said quickly.

Yang Feng's cannon was actually Napoleon's six-pound field artillery, which was his future battalion-level artillery. In his design, the new army should use the army as the combat unit, the brigade as the tactical unit, and the battalion as the basic unit. The army is the nature of the front army and is mainly responsible for combat in a strategic direction. Nowadays, his opponents are not worthy of joining the group army. Then, a military subordinate, including the infantry and cavalry, and the brigade was mobilized as the main unit during the battle. The brigade was twelve-pound or nine-pound cannons, and the battalion was the most basic combat unit. Each battalion was equipped with two six-pound or four and a half-pound cannons. As for his twenty-pound mortars, the output of flowering bullets was very limited.

Soon Yang Feng saw what he wanted in the arsenal in Xiluo City.

Two small bronze cannons.

Made exactly as he asked, using modern copper and tin provided by him to make bronze in the best proportion, and then cast the cannons with these bronzes, using a double-rod cannon stand, followed by a high and low machine made of steel made with crucibles, which is actually a turntable screw support.

The most important thing is that the barrels of these two cannons are processed.

A specially made hydraulic bore diffuser is located on a specially excavated channel on the banks of the Shihe River with a large drop. The water flow drives the wooden rotor and then drives the gear set. The gear set drives a long shaft mounted on the bearing. Two and a half-month adjustable scrapers are installed at the front end of the long shaft to form an effect similar to a drill bit. Anyway, it is not a problem to drill the bronze hardness with the steel drill. Place the copper cannon with roughly a barrel on the parallel base below and push it along the slide rail with a screw.

Continuously moving forward, and the spindle with the tool also keeps moving forward, and finally drilling out a smooth standard circle inner chamber that goes straight to the inside. Of course, the relative circle is actually far behind. It is estimated that the error is crazy to be modern. After all, if you rotate like this, even if two modern bearings are stuck, the swing of the shaft in rotation is inevitable. This thing needs to be turned, but in that case, the technical difficulty will be too high.

Fortunately, it doesn't turn fast.

"I am going to reprocess all the copper cannons in the past. This kind of machine is so easy to use."

Song Yingxing said.

There is a third cannon on the original boring machine in front of him.

A craftsman sat at the tail of the thing and carefully shook the wheel a little bit. The wheel pushed the base of a double-slide rail, and moved forward with the cannon above at an almost invisible speed. A huge water wheel in front was pushed by the river, and the spindle rotated at a not-so-high speed, constantly moving deeper inside the cannon.

"How long will it take to drill a cannon?"

Yang Feng asked.

"It takes three days."

Song Yingxing said.

Yang Feng was speechless, but this was the beginning of industrialization after all. Even though this thing was pitifully inefficient and simple, it was like the orc work in the Lord of the Rings, but it was also mechanized after all.

"If I get the giant siege cannon that I am casting in Jinzhou, can it be processed?"

He suddenly asked again.

"No, the machined gun bore cannot be too big. If it is too big, the water wheel power will not be enough, and the knife head will not be able to enter. The giant gun bore can penetrate into adults, and it is impossible to drill unless it is made larger."

Song Yingxing said honestly.

"Then find a way to create it!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

If he could build a large one, he could process his giant siege cannon and he could bore the cylinder of the steam engine.

"Your Majesty, this matter may have to be slowed down."

Song Yingxing said.

“Why?”

Yang Feng asked.

"Your Majesty, it's winter now, it's going to be frozen here."

Song Yingxing said.

"Well?!"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something big.
Chapter completed!