Four thousand headquarters with a total of 3,000 soldiers and 2,000 auxiliary soldiers rested briefly in the South Gate Barbican City.
Of the 4,000 soldiers left behind in Kaiyuan, 1,200 were killed in the battle. Most of the remaining soldiers were mobilized by Qiao Yiqi to assist the villagers in their land enclosure movement.
On that day, Deng Changxiong, Wang Erhu, and Qi Jin led their respective troops to gather the remaining 500 soldiers in the city and stationed them at four gates.
After General Liu left Yang Qing'er, he went non-stop to inspect the military camps.
Due to the temporary shutdown of the mines in Kaiyuan, the three hundred Jianzhou Zhenyi who surrendered with white flags were dispersed and stationed in the four gates of Wengcheng. They were asked not to enter the main city.
Liu Zhaosun was worried that the Tatars who suddenly appeared would be killed on the spot by Kaiyuan soldiers and civilians.
"From today on, you will stay with me and work with them to protect my safety."
Marquis Pingliao patted Du Du on the shoulder and handed him a Yanling knife.
Pei Dahu, Wu Xiao and others stared at the owner of the white flag.
"General Liu, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
Eight guards around him immediately stepped forward and placed several Yanling knives on Du Du's neck at the same time.
Liu Zhaosun looked past Du Du's face to the north.
"I trust you. You will start as my guard. If I find it pleasing, I will send you back to Hetuala. At that time, you will be the king of Jianzhou, and I will be the king of the world. Both you and Jianzhou are still the same. My guards. If you kill me now, all of them will be wiped out, including yourself. So, do you have the heart to kill me?"
Du Du was stunned and looked at Liu Zhaosun in surprise. He thought about these words carefully. After a long time, he finally figured it out. He knelt down and loudly expressed his loyalty to Liu Zhaosun.
From then on, there was another loyal guard around Ping Liaohou.
Liu Zhaosun summoned the generals of each battalion at the North Gate Tower, as well as Anle Zhizhou Song Yingxing, aide Mao Yuanyi and others.
The two generals who stayed behind in Kaiyuan recounted in detail Huang Taiji's attack on the North Gate.
Liu Zhaosun was quite shocked by the lethality of the red cannon. It killed so many people with one shot.
The two generals finally added that the flintlock rifle did not have an advantage when facing the Jiannu bows and arrows.
These flintlock muskets did not have time to be rifled, and the bullets began to fly randomly after being fired, and their accuracy was very poor.
Song Yingxing and Lei Jiangtou looked at each other, and Song Yingxing explained:
"Increasing rifling on the barrel requires more manpower. All the strong men in the city have been transferred to the north to compete for land. We have to wait until Supervisor Qiao comes back before anyone can use it."
"I know."
Thinking that climbing a technology tree can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the army seems not as simple as one imagines.
Liu Zhaosun picked up a flintlock gun, turned the muzzle upside down, and examined it carefully.
Kang Yingqian stood nearby and was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out, for fear that the gun would suddenly go off.
Liu Zhaosun put down his flintlock gun and looked at Mao Yuanyi, who had a weathered look on his face.
The Hongyi cannon improvement project has been suspended, and Mao Yuanyi is now short of manpower and money.
The temperament exuded by Mao Yuanyi is similar to that of Xu Xiake, but not as crazy as Xu Xiake.
After some exchanges with him, Liu Zhaosun decided that the Hongyi cannon was too bulky and too expensive to build. It was barely suitable for siege, and there was no need to think about using it for field battles.
The next stage of artillery research and development of the Kaiyuan Army will focus on light field guns.
Liu Zhaosun asked the workshop to design a lightweight Franco machine gun that could be operated by two gunners.
Artillery can advance with infantry on the battlefield and provide fire support for infantry attacks.
Liu Zhaosun still feels frightened when he thinks of the day when he fired the flying crow on the north bank of the Hun River and was almost killed by the rocket that the prodigal son turned back to.
However, he did not blame Song Yingxing. A rocket without a stabilizer could only perform Brownian motion.
He drew a pattern of a rocket stabilizer on the white paper, and asked the workshop to quickly manufacture it, and then conduct experiments to see if it could improve the accuracy of the Shenhuo Flying Crow.
The Congreve rockets of this era were no less powerful than artillery in actual combat.
The Divine Fire Flying Crow will be the next focus of research and development for Kaiyuan Army.
Wait for Liu Zhaosun to finish talking.
Song Yingxing, Mao Yuanyi and Lei Jiangtou all looked up at him, but stopped talking.
Finally, Song Yingxing hesitated and said:
"Sir, these improvements are not very difficult. However, whether it is to increase the rifling or to make the Fran cannon lighter, it will cost a lot of money and manpower, otherwise..."
Liu Zhaosun waved his hand and smiled at several people:
"I will give you the money, and I will also send you people. You must make the sample as soon as possible, and notify me before the test. I will go and take a look at it."
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On the same day, he also listened to the work report of the Department of Industry and Commerce, and personally led the joint camp to provide compensation for the wounded soldiers.
In the afternoon, I also discussed the location of the new store with Yuan Chonghuan. Yuan Chonghuan hopes to locate it in Tieling, which is further south and the location is obviously better.
Liu Zhaosun insisted on being located in Kaiyuan. This trading company will inevitably develop and grow in the future. The huge cash flow and massive goods will inevitably make some people have other ideas.
It should be safe to control it at Kaiyuan.
After finishing all the work, it was almost dark, and Liu Zhaosun suddenly remembered that he had to go back for a banquet.
It was estimated that Yang Qing'er and Jin Yuji were still waiting for him, so he finally declined the visit of the two local wealthy people and asked them to come back in a few days. He asked the guards to stay overnight in the military camp outside the city while he hurried back to the city alone.
At dusk, Liu Zhaosun dragged his tired body and knocked on the door of the General Soldier's Mansion. When the fat maid saw the General Soldier coming back, she hurriedly came out to greet him.
Liu Zhaosun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his fingers were about to freeze off.
The iron leaves on the leg skirts were still glowing with cold light.
He came from the military camp, left in a hurry, and didn't put on the thick cloak. It was the middle of winter, a time when people would freeze to death.
The sun had just set, and Liu Zhaosun felt as if his whole body had been thrown into an ice cellar, shivering as he followed the fat maid.
The two walked past the screen wall and the front yard, turned a few corners, and soon arrived at the backyard of the General Military Mansion.
There was a two-entry wing in the southwest corner of the backyard. The lights were flickering, and a faint aroma of wine floated out from the wing. Liu Zhaosun was attracted by the aroma of wine and took a few steps forward. He heard Jin Yuji and Bumu Butai in the distance. Drinking orders.
"It was a lot of fun."
Liu Zhaosun shrank his neck and took a piece of mink skin from the maid's hand and wrapped it around him.
It was already time to turn on the lamp, and I heard someone coming in from the front door of the courtyard. Yang Qing'er peered through the window and saw Liu Zhaosun walking towards this side. He quickly said to the two of them:
"The officer is freezing to death. Bring us some more coals."
Bumubutai put down his crossed legs and started working.
There were more than a dozen plates of dishes on the table, with a wine bottle in the middle and piles of chewed melon seed peels around it.
Jin Yuji and Yang Qing'er both welcomed him out. Seeing Liu Zhaosun trembling, Yang Qing'er said:
"Why did the official come back so late?"
Liu Zhaosun didn't have time to answer, so he raised the door curtain. As soon as he entered the house, he felt warm and cozy, as if it was March.
Jin Yuji quickly called: "Put some tea from Shaoyao."
Only then did Liu Zhaosun find out that the fat maid was called Shaoyao.
He took a sip of tea and saw that the dishes on the table were still steaming and none of the three of them had eaten yet, so he quickly invited them to eat together.
"It's better to fight. It's not so busy. I haven't eaten all day today."
As he said this, he grabbed two steamed cakes and started eating the mutton.
Jin Yuji hurriedly closed the door, came in and said with a smile:
"Is the officer starving? Let's eat first, and then we can drink together after eating!"
Liu Zhaosun saw several wine bottles on the table and picked up one, which was half empty.
Liu Zhaosun suddenly grabbed Jin Yuji.
"The injury is not healed yet, drink less."
Jin Yuji smiled and said:
"It's rare for an official to be in high spirits, so I'll take care of you. Old Songtou said, it won't hurt if you drink a little."
At this time, Bumbutai's face was slightly smoky, and he didn't know how much he had drunk. This Mongolian girl had a lot of drink at such a young age.
"How are you doing with your studies, little girl?"
"I just beat my husband three times. No other gentleman in Kaiyuan City dares to teach her."
As Yang Qing'er spoke, she and Jin Yuji set up a round table with rosewood, and the maid Shaoyao squatted on the brazier outside to sift wine.
Bumbutai brought a stove. Not knowing that others were talking bad about her, she got drunk and stared at Liu Zhaosun.
"Brother, I won't marry a Tatar. How about marrying you?"
Liu Zhaosun knocked his chopsticks on Bumu Butai's head.
"Marry you, you big-headed devil! Go study hard for me tomorrow! If you dare to hit me again, I will send you to Hetuala to be Huang Taiji's wife!"
Bumbutai was half drunk and too frightened to speak.
The room gradually became warmer, Jin Yuji smiled and said:
"Why is it so hot? I need to take off my clothes."
Yang Qing'er glanced at her and said:
"Take it off if you want. Do you often take it off when you go to Shenyang with the officials these days?"
Liu Zhaosun held a chicken leg in his mouth and waved his hand to Jin Yuji.
Jin Yuji had taken off her big mink coat, and she was holding Chan'er casually on her head. She was wearing a close-fitting short coat, and her figure was particularly enchanting. There were crescent-shaped arrow marks on her waist.
"Who said you were going to get the officials drunk just now and take advantage of the opportunity? Now you are being serious here again. That's all. I'd better go and play with my little sister."
After Jin Yuji said that, she turned back to look at Bumbutai.
"Little sister, do you still dare to play?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Bumubutai looked like a little girl, carrying a wine bottle, and sat down to fistfight with Jin Yuji.
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