Behind Zhao Cheng, Li Tonghai followed all the way. Although he had already known about the situation in the city in the past month, but after seeing it again this time, he was still amazed in his heart.
In the past few years, since Huang Tian turned from victory to defeat, he has actually been thinking hard about the reason why a good situation collapsed in an instant.
However, limited by the limitations of the times, he could only conclude that the time had passed.
If the time had not passed, how could there be so many cities that had already surrendered directly to the imperial court?!
Li Tonghai is naturally a smart man, and he knows that behind this are local forces like grassroots, aristocratic families, these people are unreliable and cannot be trusted.
But if he wants to rule the world, he has to rely on them.
After all, without their help, even if the city was conquered, where would the talent come from to manage it?!
As for cultivating oneself, throughout the ages, any major event has only taken ten or twenty years from start to finish.
Moreover, in these twenty years, the first few years, or even more than ten years, are usually mediocre and difficult, with a small territory and not many troops. Then, due to luck, they suddenly ascend to heaven and transform into dragons, winning battles one after another, and in an instant
In a short period of time, he gained a huge territory and many armies.
When the territory is small, there is no capital for cultivation. When the territory is large, there is no time for cultivation.
When Wang Tianxia comes, at that time, even if he wants to train him from scratch, it is impossible to do it.
The civil servants behind Li Tonghai had almost similar thoughts.
As long as you can succeed, just kill the grasshoppers directly. Not only will there be no disadvantages at all, but you can get huge wealth from it. The more the army kills, the more food you kill, the more people you kill.
"If we use swords and force, we can't defeat more than ten armors, but if we rely on the power of this thing, if the environment is complex enough, such as in the mountains and forests, as long as there is enough time, even a thousand armors can kill...
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Another Taoist said that this Taoist had a very tender complexion and was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He and Zhao Cheng were considered Taoist classmates at the time.
In a large house in the center of the city, Huang Qi was discussing the issue of making guns with a group of Taoists.
Those of Huang Tian's old subordinates were actually not born well, but they were only somewhat smart. In the past, such smart people were able to stand up to the sky and serve as apprentices to the county magistrate.
After all, in a place where powerful people exist, the people are not counted as the people, but the powerful people are.
He planned to get one for himself. By then, the caliber of the gun would be tripled, the length of the barrel would be doubled, and the iron pipe would be made thicker and thicker, so the lethality should be even greater.
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.
But Zhao Cheng's approach gave him hope of solving this biggest drawback.
The seamless steel pipe is very successful, and apart from this, other parts can be hammered out by a powerful blacksmith.
Originally, he was still a little resistant to things like iron-making. After all, he once served as a general in the army and killed countless enemies on the battlefield. He was such a fierce man, so Zhao Cheng asked him to do logistics.
Naturally, he was very reluctant.
"Actually, if we can gather more than a hundred Taoists to form a special force, and supplement it with this weapon, we will probably be invincible. Tiger and leopard cavalry, wolf tooth cavalry, divine guards, all of these things can be defeated.
It’s grass mustard.”
In order to make the Taoists more motivated, Zhao Cheng also specially assembled a musket and gave it to the Taoists to watch and study.
And this is because the manufacturing process of this gun is not entirely originated from Taoists.
Originally, in this era, it was impossible to make iron cylinders that fit perfectly. There would definitely be a gap when hammered normally. However, the solution was to cover it with a layer of iron. This is what the so-called iron-clad process refers to.
He has tested it many times. The range of this thing is 300 to 500 meters. However, after more than 300 meters, the accuracy cannot be guaranteed. If it exceeds 500 meters, the bullets will fly randomly and the lethality will be greatly attenuated.
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Because in this process, those aristocratic families were all contributors, and the new scholars who grew up in the future were also cultivated on this basis, leaving a mark on them innately.
"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?!"
In this era, if you want to be an official, you must not only be talented, but also have someone to recommend you.
At that time, if he went to the battlefield and the enemy wanted to fight, he would just pull 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.
Iron armor must also be made of paper.
Not only Huang Qi has fantasies, other Taoists also have similar ideas.
To him, the rifle is just a powerful hidden weapon.
"Of course I know this, but it's really boring to make iron at home every day."
It's just that the military law is so strong that it's hard for him to resist.
Thinking of this, Li Tonghai's heart undoubtedly became more determined.
Without those on the wall, inciting people's hearts in the local area will naturally be used by the people.
Under such circumstances, there is naturally no mercy for these people from aristocratic families.
Moreover, he had an idea in mind.
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"This hidden weapon is tailor-made for Taoists like us."
But now, after trying the power of the rifle, he has no complaints at all.
In the past few days, Huang Qi, apart from the necessary daily refining of seamless steel pipes, has been studying how to use Taoism to refine the entire hidden weapon.
At this moment, Huang Qi was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a rifle that was as long as his own arm. His style of painting was very strange, but he didn't think there was any problem.
They have been working for half a month and have successfully rolled out seamless steel pipes.
At this moment, ambitions were stirring in their hearts, and they became more and more convinced of Zhao Cheng. The so-called prestige was established in such a quiet way.
"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 would be the biggest loss."
But even so, this thing is also extremely terrifying. With the Taoist's enhanced five senses and skills, carrying a thousand bullets on his back, if he is fighting guerrillas in a place like the mountains and forests, it is really not possible to kill a thousand people in one night.
What's the problem, because the enemy can't provide any effective countermeasures.
However, if a Taoist has Taoist skills and magic power, he can use a specially made furnace to shape molten iron.
The strength of the iron cylinder produced in this way is only one-tenth of that of the one-piece molded one.
As soon as this statement came out, all the Taoists fell silent.
The Taoist in the fantasy, with fluttering clothes and a three-foot long sword, kills 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.
