A month later, Zheng Yunming, who was slightly black and thin, stood in front of the gate of Laoya Mountain Camp with the cheerful Yue'er, the alert Shi Wenhu, and Zheng Xian and Han Silang carrying luggage.

This place is very different from the Laoya Mountain where he just left.

A huge wall has been erected on the outside of Dazhai. The wooden walls are all surrounded by six or seven inches thick logs. The logs are tucked downward for several feet, with about 2 feet exposed to the ground, and the middle nails are used to reinforce them. The wall is divided into two layers inside and outside, and is filled with indestructible soil repeatedly tamped to the middle. The earth wall is about 1 meter thick. More than 1 meter of daughter wall is built on the inside of the large wall. Bed crossbows, battle sheds and horse signs can be placed on it, and soldiers can stand to defend, and horse roads are built on the daughter wall to facilitate travel.

There was a moat outside the city wall first, but it was not yet completed. However, it can be seen that the trench is several feet wide and more than one deep, so it is not something you can cross casually.

Outside the moat are two low earth walls, which are old rules passed down from the Northern Song Dynasty. Before the enemy rushed to the city wall, crossbowmen can use the protection of the earth wall to kill the enemy in a wave of damage. Then they can quickly escape back to the city gate.

There is a dry moat outside, with a width and depth roughly the same as the water moat. The reduced bamboo and wood thorns have been arranged below. If the enemy wants to pass smoothly, it must go through some twists and turns.

The outermost are densely packed with deer antlers, all of which are thick branches cut down from the mountains near the left. They are cut off several feet in length, inserted diagonally into the ground more than one foot, and rushed out one end. Many successful battles have proved that this is a very effective obstacle to blocking the cavalry's charge.

Zheng Yunming looked at the defense system with great interest and walked into the gate.

The door has changed its appearance. Many large thatched huts built randomly have been demolished, and a wide bluestone avenue leads directly to the general management office on the top of the mountain. In front of the yamen is a wide school reading site. Many houses have been built one after another along both sides of the avenue. Although most of them have not been completed, they have shown a regular atmosphere.

The martial arts temple, Miliangtun, the Medical Bureau, the armory, the water well, Houwangtai and other facilities are all available. Even next to the Yamen Office, a small-scale but still well-planned martial arts temple is slowly taking shape.

Wang Deng, Lu Xunzhi, Ge Huai and others stood on the school ground waiting for Zheng Yunming.

Zheng Yunming looked up at the flag hanging high on the flagpole that was rising on the university field, with the words "Zheng, the general manager of the Jinghu Control Commander Sizhiyingtian" embroidered with golden words. Although he often saw generals on patrols and yelling gongs to open the way, when it was his turn, he still felt a different feeling after all.

That feeling is called "power".

Ge Huai asked with a smile: "How about it, the manager will share with us what it feels like to be a general."

Zheng Yunming raised his head and said intoxicatedly: "That feeling is really wonderful."

"But it is also equally heavy," Wang Deng said with a straight face: "This is the entire army handing over their lives to your hands, how much authority there is in their hands and how much responsibility there is."

Zheng Yunming laughed and scolded: "Wang Jingsong is always like this, can't you tolerate dreaming?"

Ge Huai also laughed and said, "If it weren't for this, how could it be Wang Jingsong of the Tulong Army? Did the general manager have fun this time when he went out to play?"

Zheng Yunming said seriously: "I'm very good at playing. From Zaoyang to Jiangling, where can I guard the middle, where can I ambush the troops, where can I camp, and where can I find the mountains, rivers and geography, Yunming has already known all the mountains, rivers and geography."

Ge Huai praised: "As a general, if the geography of rivers and mountains is not hidden in his heart, how can he lead the army to fight? Even if he does not need to lead the troops personally, he must personally investigate the terrain. If one or two hundred people have a slight loss in training, it will be far away from the losses caused by unknown geography."

Zheng Yunming said, "That's true. Even if a general who is well-versed in the territory can be regarded as a hundred thieves, and even if he is not well-known, there are hundreds of thousands of people. What's the use? Later, Jing Song and Chunfu will go out to check the geography of the Jingxiang area and keep it in mind."

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "There is no need to bring me with you. I haven't been there any place for the girls who have brought Qinlou Chuguan in the past few years? There are a few rivers and villages in the fields of Jingxiang, which makes me Yang Xiao."

Wang Deng also said: "When Wang Deng was studying, he had already traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Jinghu Lake. Although we can't check it in detail, I believe that leading troops to fight is not a problem."

"By the way, both of you are old people from Jinghu, I am still a newcomer." Zheng Yunming bowed and said, "If there are any mistakes in geography in the future, you must tell me."

Wang Deng stared at Zheng Yunming and said, "If the general has any mistakes in any place, Wang Deng will definitely be in a straight line of advice. There is no need to worry about this. Let's talk about the allocation of subordinates."

Lu Xunzhi said: "That is. After a month of training, we have already made it clear to the wise, ignorant, and strong and weak of the five thousand soldiers."

"Five hundred brave and powerful people are selected as their utility, and serve as personal soldiers of the general. They are called Beiweiying."

"Beiwei, Beiwei..." Zheng Yunming murmured. When reading history books, the Beiwei soldiers of Han Yue and the other two charged into battle, and they were destined to describe the Jin people's elite formation. They never thought that they had Beiwei Army today.

"The next level, select one thousand people with clear minds, train them as red lacquer archers, all wearing red robes, divided into all camps. Select one thousand people who are majestic and capable of a formation, train them as spear infantry, also wearing red robes, divided into all camps."

"Reduce the first level, train 500 black painted archers and 500 black oiled wooden gunmen, wear black robes as supplementary soldiers, take half of the rear battalion, and everyone else will divide the rest."

"The rest of the soldiers of long swords, gang cards, sticks, and heavy axes were trained to be placed in the army."

Zheng Yunming heard something was wrong: "Where is the horse team? Where is the crossbowmen?"

Yang Xuan laughed out loud: "Xiangyang Prefecture has 20 horses, and Zhu Sheng and I went to Jiangling Prefecture to purchase them personally. We finally got ten horses to fight. In total, we only use this little to serve as mounts of the generals and officials. We don't have to worry about how to arrange the horse army."

It was indeed a tragic country. Zheng Yunming couldn't help but sigh in his heart. In an era when the number and quality of horses determine the strength of the country, the Southern Song Dynasty, which was relatively peaceful and half of the mountains and rivers, had quite good economic conditions and a large population, but it lacked the most important resource to ensure the survival of the country - war horses.

This is a great mockery of the Han people by history, and it also makes the loyalty, righteousness, wisdom and courage of countless people with lofty ideals shatter. Zheng Yunming is now just a small person, so naturally there is no good solution to it.

"As for the crossbow team," Yang Yu's voice was even more helpless: "Xiangyang Mansion has allocated a total of eighty horn crossbows that can be used, plus the 150 I bought from the craftsmen, I can finally train 200 people. Such a small crossbow is just better than the northern army and thousands of horses."

"But Xiangyang didn't know what was wrong with it, so he was willing to put four eight-ox crossbows and eight-bed crossbows for us. These are all treasures of the commander's commander." Wang Deng said with a smile.

Zheng Yunming naturally knew Zhao Fan's intention. The horn crossbow was a powerful weapon in field battles. If he sent too much, Zheng Xiaoguanren would inevitably have the idea of ​​pulling up thousands of troops and hundreds of crossbows to compete with the Mongolians, so he gave less ambitions to control his ambitions. The crossbow was bulky and difficult to carry. It turned out that it was just a tool to defend the city, so Zheng Yunming could not move it. Staying in the camp would also ensure the safety of the officials.

"No matter what he means, as long as the war-capable tools provided by Xiangyang Prefecture, we will want as much as we have." Zheng Yunming said greedily: "Now is not the time to be picky."

Lu Xunzhi continued to say: "There is another important joint. I don't know how to deal with it. I made a special trip to wait for the general manager to come back to make a decision."

"It's the configuration of the firearm hand."

Zheng Yunming responded and asked, "How is the construction of Jiangling Prefecture's Manufacturing Bureau?"

"Everything is OK," said Yang Xuan. "We do the main investments. What else can those old money say?"

"How much goods can be sold every month?" Zheng Yunming spoke like a smart businessman holding an abacus: "Can you keep up with the consumption of war?"

"At the beginning, you can only produce 200 or 300 per month. Later, when the craftsmen become skilled, they can produce about 400 or 500 per month."

"This is not enough." Zheng Yunming shook his head: "When the war begins in the future, the consumption will definitely not be supplemented by this amount."

"There is no way," said Yang Xuan: "Even if the output is expanded, the Tulong Army's current financial resources cannot be afforded. It can finally be used for 500 units per month."

Zheng Yunming pondered and said, "So first, you can transfer 200 people from the bow and are willing to learn, and form a firearm team. There are also other firearms assigned by Xiangyang."

Yang Yu looked through the list of military orders: "There are all, such as thunderbolt, fire trunk, and gunpowder gun heads, but the number is smaller."

"No matter what it is," Zheng Yunming said: "If you can use it, you must use it. Regarding the formula and method of gunpowder refining, I have handed it over to the craftsmen of the Manufacturing Bureau before I left. Try to use refined gunpowder as much as possible in the future, the gunpowder in Xiangyang is unbearable."

"The gunpowder allocated to Xiangyang Prefecture," said Ge Huai: "It's all powder, and it's only black smoke that chokes. Where can I get the gunpowder prepared by the main pipe? The particles are clearly distinguished, and when it burns, it's so violent that it's hard to bear."

That was natural. As soon as Zheng Yunming came over, he found that the gunpowder in the Song Dynasty was small and there were many impurities. He could only be used as a smoky enemy fireworks. Even if he could barely make it into a firearm, the power of the bullet was very small.

In order to save his life, he spent countless money and his father's reputation, and constantly found various materials to test various formulas, and finally produced refined gunpowder nearly two hundred years later.

This is probably the only thing that the Song Dynasty could rely on. Zheng Yunming tried to protect this recipe like life, but what he didn't know was that the areas occupied by the Mongols had higher quality and more reserves of saltpeter and sulfur than those in the Song Dynasty. Even in this only leading project, the resources of the Song State could not match the strong enemies in the north.
Chapter completed!