"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness!" Zhou Li laughed.
"By the way, have you heard of Ji Gang?" Zhu Jun asked.
Zhou Li frowned, "Your Highness is asking about the Discipline Commander of Dongshan Division?"
"Yes, do you know this person?" Zhu Jun asked.
It stands to reason that the Guards Division is a secret service agency, subordinate to the emperor, and the identities of the captains of each branch are kept secret.
But Zhou Li wanted to curry favor with Zhu Jun, so he said, "I'm not familiar with him!"
"Oh, it's okay, I'll just ask. I just heard that he is very capable in handling cases." Zhu Jun smiled and didn't ask in detail.
Seeing that Zhu Jun didn't ask in detail, Zhou Li didn't say much.
After chatting for a while, Zhou Li said goodbye and left.
The reason why Zhu Jun asked was not without purpose. Ji Gang was a chess piece buried by Zhu Di.
When his people entered the Dongshan territory, they were investigated by Ji Gang.
In other words, Zhu Di had already infiltrated the Arch Guards Department, which had to be guarded against.
Later, Zhu Jun left the prefect's Yamen and quietly came to the salt field for inspection.
Tomorrow, Xu Jinda and Chang Mao will lead their troops to Yangzhou. I don't know what dad and brother mean.
With Doctor Zhao and Ding Zixing guarding this place, what else is unsafe?
Could it be to suppress bandits?
Just when Zhu Jun was patrolling the Fu'an Salt Farm, there was a sudden shouting and cursing outside.
Followed by the sound of chaotic footsteps, "Stop those who come, those who trespass on the salt field will die!"
But along with the scoldings of the soldiers guarding the salt field, there were fierce screams.
"No, it's a pirate. Hurry, hurry up and call me gold, let me know..."
Zhu Jun looked at the cooking pots set up in the salt field and the sewage on the ground, and was thinking about whether to improve the environment.
Immediately afterwards, soldiers from Prince Wu's Mansion came over anxiously, "Your Highness, something happened. A group of bandits came from outside and are attacking the salt field.
The opponent has crossbows, weapons, and well-equipped equipment. The people in the salt field cannot defend it! "
Zhu Jun's expression changed. He could leave, but what about the workers in the salt field?
There are at least 1,500 people here, almost all of whom are salt households.
The so-called salt households are hereditary salt workers.
There are not many soldiers in the salt field on weekdays, and with the patrols from the Inspection Department, only about a hundred people could die.
You know, there are thirty salt fields here.
And Phu Yen is the best salt field.
"I am King Wu of Daye. What will happen to the workers if I leave?" Zhu Jun wanted to run away for a moment, but if he escaped, what would happen to these workers?
When the news reaches the capital in the future, does he, King Wu, not want to lose face?
He has an army under his command and is still the leader of an army. How can he hold his head high in the future if word spreads?
So after a moment, Zhu Jun said angrily: "Gather our people over quickly to defend against the enemy. We have Dingding and have received professional training. Are we still afraid of a group of bandits?"
"But Your Highness, there are only 200 people accompanying us this time. Why don't you go first and stay here to defend yourself against the enemy?" Niu Wuliu said.
Xun Busan, whose face turned green, also begged Zhu Jun: "Your Highness, the son of a rich man, will not sit down in the hall. Let's leave first, lest..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhu Jun said angrily, and then said to the person in charge of the salt field nearby: "Hurry up and call all the workers here.
The men of the Suzaku Army went to the front to fend off the enemy, and the patrol soldiers from the joint inspection department and the salt field must keep the enemy out. "
The person in charge of the salt field also calmed down, "Yes, Your Highness, I'll go right now!"
"There should be weapons in the salt field. Take out all the weapons and ask the young men to bring weapons and come out to defend against the enemy!" Zhu Jun gave orders in an orderly manner, "Niu Wuliu, you are just a fool, follow me!"
He knew very well that the so-called bandits were definitely not that simple.
These people are definitely supported by those in the Yangzhou officialdom.
Why don't these people dare to attack Yangzhou Prefecture?
Just when he was on patrol, he came over to attack?
In other words, there is a rebel around him, and this rebel is most likely someone from the salt farm.
Thinking of this, Zhu Jun's heart became colder and colder.
Originally, he just wanted to clean up Yangzhou's officialdom.
Now, if he doesn't turn Yangzhou upside down, he won't be named Zhu!
It was not that Zhu Jun had no means of self-protection. He took out something from his arms, and it turned out to be a short fire blunderbuss.
This fire gun is a good thing. It has not been mass-produced yet, but Zhu Jun had someone make one and carry it with him in case of emergency.
The most important thing is that making a firegun requires steel, which is of poor quality and can easily explode.
Zhu Jun's short fire blunderbuss is made of the best materials, and the gunpowder ratio is also installed in advance. It is less likely to explode and has high stability.
Niu Wuliu ran quickly in front of Zhu Jun, but Zhu Jun had about twenty people left beside him, and the others were guarding against thieves outside the salt field.
It's definitely too late to go to the city and call for help now, so we can only save ourselves.
Boom!
Before Zhu Jun rushed outside, he heard the sound of an explosion coming from outside.
It was the people from the Suzaku Army who took action.
Zhu Jun has always been very careful, even the bodyguards he carries with him are always armed.
More than 170 people lined up in three teams, and even the archery was done in three stages.
When the enemy approached, the throwers in the last row threw the grenades.
In this way, the enemy's forward momentum was greatly curbed. The power of the grenade explosion was not as powerful as expected, but it was not small.
The sputtering iron pieces exploded in all directions, and no one knew how many people were injured by the iron fragments.
This is all secondary.
When people are excited, adrenaline surges, and they may not be able to react for a while after being injured.
But the violent explosion can shock them.
The thick smoke was inhaled into their lungs, causing them to cough continuously.
Compared with the patrolling soldiers who were scattered, the Suzaku Army continued to advance.
The people Zhu Jun brought with him were the strongest in the army.
They can compete with Huaixi veterans, the only difference is their experience in killing people.
But they don't lack courage.
Zhu Jun pushed the gunpowder into the short fire gun. This distance was just within the shooting range. The effective killing range should be about fifty or sixty meters, and the longest distance was no more than a hundred meters.
To be honest, short fire guns are not as powerful as long guns, but this is just the beginning.
When the firecracker appeared, it did not cause overwhelming damage to bows and arrows at first.
However, training gunmen is much better than archers.
A year of training as an archer may not necessarily make you a master archer.
But a fire gunner can kill the enemy in three months.
In this era, the infantry is densely packed. As long as the power of the gun is increased and the explosion rate is reduced, and the combat effectiveness is formed, the lethality is very considerable.
But now Zhu Jun can only aim at people with a short fire blunderbuss.
These people look brave, but when have they ever seen such weapons?
After a few rounds, he was killed and thrown into disarray.
Accompanied by shrill screams, these people began to retreat.
Zhu Jun said angrily: "Charge and try to retain these people as much as possible!"
He has no intention of pretending to be the academic overlord!
