The Lion Camp launched an investigation into the tiger's mouth tattoo, a task also carried out by the commander.
Although tattooing has always been a form of punishment and humiliation, the sergeants could understand it after knowing Liu Chengzong's starting point.
Of course, this is based on the premise that Liu Xiucai tattooed with them to show his determination.
Otherwise no one would want to get a tattoo on their body.
If this matter had been left to the previous dynasty, it would have been fine even if a flower-legged army was assassinated, and even recruiting an army would have attracted a group of flowery ladies who were very charming.
But in the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Taizu made laws and was very cautious about tattoo punishment. Only those who committed two crimes of robbery would be tattooed, even the family members of those who rebelled against the party. What, sometimes it doesn’t sting.
Tattoos, which were very popular during the Five Dynasties, Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties, were also banned by Emperor Taizu. When a little kid entered the Tianwang Temple, he didn’t even know what was painted on the calf of the statue.
Fortunately, Liu Chengzong took the lead and tattooed the word "reverse Ming" on the tiger's mouth on his left hand. In a short time, several jailers and painters in the camp became auxiliary soldiers and became popular.
Liu Chengzong proposed that tattoo needles should not be mixed and should be placed in a small pot and rolled with boiling water before they can be reused.
In fact, they are not using tattoo needles, but sewing needles and suture needles from the baggage whistle.
After Liu Chengzong had someone stab the word "anti-Ming" in the tiger's mouth on his left hand, it didn't take long before he saw Chengyun on the fort.
This kid had just tattooed the words and ran over, covering his hands: "Brother, are you looking for me? It hurts me to death!"
"Well, I saw the division commander when I was doing the tattooing." Liu Chengzong didn't have time to laugh at his brother for being afraid of pain. He just said, "The division commander said you asked the workers to make fifty muskets. Is this true?"
"Yes!" Chengyun nodded his head in a matter-of-fact manner: "Hey, I just mentioned it to him and told you?"
"Yes, there are a total of eight qualified musket makers. Fifty muskets are enough for this winter."
Just to make things for the baggage sentry, other combat sentries are not equipped with muskets?
Liu Chengzong said: "Why, it's not enough for you to have some swords, guns and crossbows for your baggage sentry, but you also need fifty muskets?"
He wanted to laugh when he thought about this. In his eyes, the combat tasks of work posts and baggage posts were not important. It was enough to practice regularly and be able to form formations and use weapons.
When these two sentries are together, they can dig trenches and line up the baggage sentries when encountering ministry posts. They can defend for a while, but five combat sentries are still needed for war.
If we really hope that these two outposts can fill the battlefield, we will be at the end of our rope and it would be better to leave if we fight.
"No, it doesn't have to be that complicated. I'm taking the pictures to the work station, so you can take a look first."
As he spoke, Chengyun took out a piece of paper from his arms, slapped the scrawled composition on the table and said, "It's not for the auxiliary soldiers, I prepared it for the wounded soldiers."
This picture is extremely crude, but you can understand it at a glance. It is a very ordinary matchlock gun.
Basically, the rod of an old fire gun is changed into a curved handle. A hole is dug in the middle of the curved handle, and a zigzag iron rod is inserted. The upper part is the match rope snake rod, and the lower part is used as the trigger. The trigger has a piece of bent iron as a spring.
It's so simple that it's easy to drill the barrel of the gun after it's piped, and eight gun drillers can make thirty guns in a month.
Liu Chengzong was so puzzled: "Why are you doing this?"
"That's what I think. Look, brother, the baggage post now has a recruitment team, a mule and horse team, a carriage team, a Tangqi team and a doctor team."
Liu Chengzong never took care of the baggage. Anyway, he always asked people to find transporters for whatever he needed.
If there are campsites, they will have to find a carrier, and if there are no campsites, they will still have to find a carrier. On the boundary of Yan'an Prefecture, he will definitely have a way to get things done, so there is no need to worry.
However, he knew that the baggage sentry and work sentry were not organized according to the combat sentry structure, and the troops were divided into five teams. He did not know the specific purpose of each team.
The introduction of the transportation is very familiar: "The mule and horse teams are in charge of livestock, the cart and pack team are in charge of transportation, the pond cavalry team is in charge of covering the surrounding area, and the medical and craftsman team is in charge of treating the injured. As for this recruiting team, hey!"
He grinned and said, "This is a stroke of genius from the baggage outpost in Fushi County. They hired people from the common people and recruited civilians to help."
Liu Chengzong can understand this.
Recruiting civilian men is Chengyun's specialty. During the three days of attacking Liu Guozhen and Li Bei, they did not join forces with Tianhou, so there was no one in the baggage outpost. It was all thanks to Chengyun to get thousands of people from nearby villages to help.
It was a lot of things, including medicinal materials and doctors, but in the end, it was managed well by the carrier.
I think this recruiting team was the helper Chengyun got for himself after that battle.
"Brother, you know how courageous I am, so I don't pretend to be a hero anymore. That day after you defeated Liu Guo Town, you asked the monkey in the sky to find me to take care of the wounded soldiers. You were so scared all night that you didn't dare to sleep. You were afraid that the army would be defeated. Soldiers come to me."
Cheng Yun raised his hand to cover the drawing paper on the table: "At that time, I thought, there are so many wounded soldiers, and they can't pick up the weapons. If they are beaten, they will die. Later, I saw your gun and asked the division commander to give it to you." I made one."
He made a tsk-tsk sound in his mouth: "About ten steps, you can pick it up and place it accurately. It is much easier to learn than a bow and arrow, and it is effortless. As long as the wounded soldier still has one hand, he can hit it, and there is no hope of hitting it a second time. "
Liu Chengzong suddenly realized.
It turned out that Chengyun wanted to get the handgun for this purpose, and he didn't need to say anything later. Liu Chengzong continued: "There is a big battle in the front, and the ammunition is loaded in the back. We are just waiting for the wounded soldiers to be sent down. If there are still hands, we will use them." One?"
Chengyun applauded: "That's so right!"
For a long time, the baggage outpost has been a dispensable thing. From the beginning, there were only horses and donkeys, but now the manpower has been supplemented, but the responsibilities are still not clear.
But if you don’t understand something, you can learn it and deepen your understanding by making up for what you lack.
During the battle at Yanhe Qujia Paoshan, Liu Chengyun took on the entire work of the baggage sentry by himself.
Transport food, carts, horses, gunpowder and supplies to the front line, organize manpower to raise medicines and doctors, and clear out a place to park and treat wounded soldiers.
Although Cheng Yu did this unprofessionally, he did it.
You did not do well.
Just write down these shortcomings.
Liu Chengyun seemed to be chatting, and kept telling his experience to his second brother: "There can't be only one wounded barracks, at least four, three close to the front line, and one farther away and in a safer place."
He raised three fingers: "The civilian worker who carries the stretcher must be carried by someone. This person must be able to identify the severity of the injuries. Send the lightly injured to the place with minor injuries, the seriously injured to the place with serious injuries, and there is another person who is close to the front line." Yes, it came from a broken stomach and intestines."
"After they are bandaged, they will be sent to a wounded soldier camp that is further away from the battlefield and more secluded to rest."
The carrier is not happy when he talks about this.
Because these are all lessons learned in exchange for blood.
Just last time, Chengyun set up a wounded soldier camp at the mouth of Panlong River in the east of Fucheng to treat the wounded soldiers of Shangtianhou.
With a black eye, no location assigned, no priority, seventeen lives were lost in waiting in one night.
Because there was not enough medicine for mulberry thread and golden sores, seven people died without being able to stop bleeding and apply medicine in time and suture their wounds.
So he knew that he should collect mulberry twigs on a daily basis.
We also know that in wartime, the wounded barracks must be set up before the war begins, and hot water is buried in the pot to boil wheat water. The hot water washes gauze, knives and other utensils, and the wheat water is allowed to cool and filtered before being used by the doctors.
The stomach was cut open with a knife and the intestines could not come out. The doctor sprayed cold wort on the intestines to make the intestines move back on their own.
They didn't have cold wort during that battle, so they could only lift the wounded soldiers on mattresses and shake them. For a moment, they went back, and for a while, three of them were dead.
Moreover, the one who had his intestines thrown back did not survive for a few more days. He had a fever and was burned to death. The doctor said that his intestines were exposed. There were many wounded and dead people around him. He was contaminated with poisonous gas and there was no prescription to clear away the heat and detoxify.
Therefore, people whose intestines have fallen out should be placed in a special area for treatment, and no other people should be around.
In fact, Chengyun cried for a long time that night.
He didn't know those people who had been hit by bullets and arrows, whose intestines had been dislodged, whose hands and feet were cut off, and whose blood was all over the ground.
He didn't know anyone, and even thirty-one people were sent to him, and his body was already cold and hard.
Later, there were some who were saved, some who couldn't be saved, and some who managed to survive without much treatment.
Really helpless.
Chengyun cherishes these experiences because he doesn't understand anything, and every knowledge point in his mind was obtained by others with their lives.
"By the way, brother, there is one more thing I have to tell you, wounded soldier."
Liu Chengyun didn't know what to say. He pulled up a stool and sat down. He felt that he couldn't speak after sitting down, so he stood up again and said, "I found that none of you have made any plans for the wounded soldiers."
Liu Chengzong was still immersed in what Chengyun said about treating wounded soldiers, and suddenly frowned when he heard him talk about this.
He didn't understand and asked with a confused look on his face: "Aren't all the wounded soldiers healed?"
"Not your frontier troops, I'm talking about Liu Jiusi, Liu Guoneng, Li Wanqing, Wang Ziyong, Luo Rucai, their wounded soldiers."
There were no injured soldiers in the Lion Battalion, and there were many armors from the beginning. Later, they ran around without medical conditions. The injured were either cured or dead, and no one was left disabled.
The most recent wounded soldiers were only Zhong Hu, who had long since recovered from their injuries.
Liu Chengzong didn't know how others dealt with the wounded soldiers, but he knew about Shangtian Monkey's wounded soldiers, so he said: "We have made plans. When we joined the camp, the Shangtian Monkey's disabled soldiers were not included in the auxiliary troops, and they were all left in Wangzhuang. The ground."
"But there's frost."
Chengyun said: "Eldest brother has also allocated land to disabled soldiers, but this year's harvest will not be good. I want to find other livelihoods for them. Anyway, we are going to Shanxi. Let me arrange for them before leaving."
This is a blind spot that Liu Chengzong ignored.
Liu Chengzong leaned back and smiled unconsciously: "You can tell me how you want to arrange it."
His team is becoming more and more regular.
The placement of wounded soldiers can actually stimulate the fighting spirit of other soldiers.
But I am afraid that this is the only one among all the leaders in northern Shaanxi who can purposely resettle wounded soldiers and provide them with long-term protection.
Others don't have such a mind, nor do they have such ability.
"I heard that Ren Qianhu said that I asked Liu Yongyong to lead a caravan?"
Chengyun had a serious face, but what he said made Liu Chengzong unable to hold back: "Why do you call me Liu Yingying? There is such a thing."
"Isn't he just going to jump around? This is my plan. There are many disabled soldiers from each tribe, and they are actually the most loyal. Because in this world, people who are missing arms and legs cannot survive without us."
Chengyun did not hesitate to call Liu Guoneng this way, and directly talked about his plan: "I plan to gather all the disabled soldiers before departure to check their injuries and observe their temperament. Those who have lost hands and fingers, as long as they still have one hand that can hold a weapon, Arrange to join the caravan, Yingyue is lame anyway, he will definitely not mind."
"Those with weak legs and feet should be placed in Wangzhuang. Don't let them farm. Instead, they should be apprentices to the craftsmen. After the Lion Camp was evacuated, the iron kiln would be empty, and the drill press could not be taken away. Let them make armor plates. , Drilling Gun Pipe...will we come back?"
Liu Chengzong nodded and said: "Of course he will come back, but it is impossible to defeat Taiyuan."
"That's fine. When we come back, they will make a lot of gun tubes and armor plates, hehe."
Chengyun smiled smartly: "I think we should take good care of the wounded soldiers. Even if they can't fight, they can be used for other purposes. There are also some who can use weapons but have disabilities, such as eyes, ears, and fingers. I plan to incorporate them into the supply camp. On."
"Carrying something with you?"
"No, there are the most remnant soldiers like this. Don't count on them to move things. When we enter Shanxi, won't I want to attack Wangzhuang? I will definitely distribute food to the people. Find some dangerous terrain where you can climb high and see far, and have a mountain to rely on. Put them in the village of Gu."
He pointed his fingers and said: "Resist taxes, guard against thieves, and hide from the government troops. If you enter, you can use it as a military station to raise supplies for the troops, and if you retreat, you can use it as a stronghold to place wounded soldiers. Several villages are connected together, and those who are determined to inform the government can be used." Abolish it and divide the remaining land into fields. What is the name of Huang Chao? Tianbu..."
"The heavens make up for each other equally."
"Yes, the sky is equalizing, and we are also equalizing the people on behalf of heaven. Not only in Shanxi, but also on the way eastward, Yanchang and Yanchuan, everything is equalized."
Liu Chengzong nodded and praised: "Not bad, okay, just do as you say!"
Although the transportation is a bit idealistic, the direction is not wrong.
It’s just that what northern Shaanxi lacks is not land, but water. The land can be divided, but there is no solution for the water shortage.
The so-called equalization can only apply to the villages on both sides of the Yan River and its tributaries. In other places, there are refugees running around. If they can farm, they will farm, and if they can't, they will go to other places.
Just like the snowfall last year, everyone was very happy and felt that there was going to be a good harvest.
It was still freezing in almost March this year, which made everyone unhappy because production was about to be reduced.
Suddenly, Xingzihe Wangzhuang, which was originally more than enough to support four thousand people, could only support three thousand people. In the summer, when the locusts cause a drought, they might not be able to support even two thousand people.
Dividing land at this time is not that effective.
It's just that Liu Chengzong didn't know what the situation was like in Shanxi. If there was no drought, Cheng Yun's division of fields would have a great effect; if there was a drought, Cheng Yun's deployment of personnel to lead the tax resistance would also have a great effect.
Because people run away when there is a drought, the remaining people must be those who can still rely on the fields to produce a life of semi-death during the drought.
For these people, whether they can avoid paying that amount of tax is directly related to their life or death.
With Liu Chengzong's approval, Chengyun straightened his chest and was extremely happy: "Then I'll make the arrangements. Once the arrangements are made, we can leave."
"Go, Yang Yao is on his way back too."
As he spoke, Liu Chengzong clapped his hands: "Don't forget to call him Liu Yueyang, tattoo the word "Tiger's Mouth" on him, and wear something around his hands when doing business... This person has the least willpower, and traders run all over the place, so as not to turn around and collect him again. Tiepai came to me.”
