"Little Marquis, you are also a smart person."

Dorgon just smiled calmly when he heard this, and then continued, "Like Hong Chengchou, I know what to say, what not to say, what I like to hear, and what I will be very unhappy after listening to it."

After a moment of saliva, Dorgon said again: "But, you still misjudged me after all."

"Yes, yes, what the master said is extremely yes." Hou Fangyu hurriedly said, "The master is in the world and has a broad temperament as if he is a grassland. How can he be judged by mediocre people such as slaves."

"It's coming again." Dorgon shook his head and said, "Then I will tell you the truth. The dispute between the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty is now a turbulent situation. It's the Ming Dynasty's turn to occupy the offensive in the future. My Qing Dynasty will be exhausted to deal with it. The Qing Dynasty must have a clear understanding of this and start preparing as soon as possible."

If Chongzhen is there, he will have to give him a thumbs up when he hears this.

Because Dorgon's mind was really clear.

He also had an extremely clear understanding of the rise and fall of military power between the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.

Hou Fangyu's expression was also calm when he heard this, and he didn't dare to respond for a while because he didn't know the true intention of Dorgon saying these words to him suddenly. Dorgon would never simply chat with him.

"Little Marquis, you must be very confused. Why did I suddenly tell you this, right?"

"When I go back to my master, I really have some difficulty in getting it. After all, I am just a slave to your master."

"But you have insight and ability, and the most important thing is that you are loyal to the Qing Dynasty and me." Dorgon actually said only half of this, and half of it was your deep hatred for the Ming Dynasty and Chongzhen.

Hou Fangyu had already heard Dorgon’s implication, and was excited and a little unbelievable.

"Little Marquis, you must have guessed it with your intelligence." Dorgon smiled and nodded, and continued, "Just as you thought in your heart, I decided to reuse a capable and knowledgeable Han minister like you and Heng Jiu!"

After a moment of saliva, Dorgon sighed again: "The era of riding and shooting was undoubtedly the era of our Jurchens. Liaodong, the desert and even the entire Central Plains are just hunting grounds for our Eight Banners warriors to hunt. However, with the emergence of red-clothed cannons, camel cannons and self-generated muskets and a large amount of equipment, the era of riding and shooting has never returned."

"Master, the master, has clearly learned that the era of riding and shooting has indeed passed away forever." Hou Fangyu agreed deeply.

"Yes, the era of riding and shooting is gone forever, and now it has entered the age of firearms." Dorgon sighed and said, "However, our Jurchens are good at riding and shooting, but they are clumsy in skills, and even more clumsy in reading and learning are exactly what you Han people are best at, so I decided to reuse you Han people."

Dorgon has deeply realized the shortcomings of the Manchu ministers.

In a word, the Manchu ministers could no longer keep up with the development of the times because they were not educated.

So Dorgon decided to reuse Fan Wencheng, Hong Chengchou and other Han officials.

He paused and said, "Especially the Jinshi who are currently in the Ministry of Rites, I decided to hire them out of order and directly recruit them into the Eight Banners Han Army and entrusted them with important tasks. I also want to expand the Eight Banners Han Army on a large scale. In addition, I also want to promote capable and knowledgeable commanders from the Han ministers to directly command the Eight Banners Han Army."

Hou Fangyu felt a buzzing sound in his mind, and his blood was boiling all over his body.

No, right? Dorgon wouldn't want him to be the commander of the Eight Banners Han Army, right?

"Yes, you are one of the commanding officials I chose!" Dorgon said solemnly, "But you have great shortcomings compared to Hong Chengchou and others. I hope you can make outstanding contributions in this Battle of Hunhe."

It is impossible to make Hou Fangyu a general minister. How could a eunuch slave become a general minister?

Dorgon's real intention was to use Hou Fangyu to monitor Hong Chengchou and other real commanders.

In a word, Dorgon still did not trust Han officials such as Hong Chengchou, so he had to use and monitor him.

Hou Fangyu, who was full of deep hatred towards the Ming Dynasty and Chongzhen, was undoubtedly the best ears and ears.

"I understand." Hou Fangyu was so excited that he even urinated. "I will do my best to give advice and help our Qing soldiers defeat the Ming army and win the Battle of Hunhe."

Dorgon nodded happily and continued, "Okay, go and find Ning Wan."

"Yeah!" Hou Fangyu knelt down and beat him up, turned around and walked out of the headquarters excitedly.

After a while, Ning Wan, I walked quickly and knelt on one knee to pay my respects to Dorgon.

"Mr. Gongfu." Dorgon leaned against the cushion and looked at Ning Wan me faintly.

"It should have been almost thirty years since you joined the Qing Dynasty during the Destiny Year, right?"

"Report to my master, I have surrendered to the Qing Dynasty since the second year of Tianming, and it has been a complete thirty years since then."

"Thirty years have passed, how many more years can you have in your life? The late emperor once told me more than once that the teacher is well-versed in literature and history and has extensive knowledge, so he is a rare talent. He was admitted to Hongwen Academy as a Grand Secretary and pre-flight service."

"I am afraid." Ning Wan, I felt a little confused and thought to myself, why did Dorgon mention these things?

Dorgon was also speechless for a moment, and he didn't think about how to tell Ning Wan, because Ning Wan, I am not Hou Fangyu, and Hou Fangyu is just a eunuch slave, but Ning Wan, I am an old and meritorious Han official.

...

In the battlefield of Hunhe.

Chongzhen saw the camel cyclone cannon for the first time.

"This object is Jiannu's camel cyclone cannon?" Chongzhen looked at the artifact in front of him.

I saw that Jiannu's camel circling gun had a diameter of about one and a half inches, about 50 mm, and the barrel was about five feet long, and the wooden support at the tail of the gun was about eight feet long. From the shape, it looked like a big lifting gun.

In Chongzhen's memory, it seemed that there was a 50mm-caliber gun in the Qing Dynasty.

According to historical records, a 50mm large lift gun can penetrate 7 people with one shot.

"Your Majesty, look, this is the lead of a camel cannon, weighing about one pound, which is lighter than the joint shot of a tiger squatting cannon, but it is much heavier than the lead of a bird gun or a Lumi gun." Xu Yingwei handed a shot put to Chongzhen.

Chongzhen took it and found that the shot put was about the size of a baby's fist.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After weighing the shot put, Chongzhen asked: "Can this lead penetrate the side van?"

"It's easy," said Xu Yingwei, "the thickest front guard plate of the side van needs only one shot to break."

Chongzhen's eyebrows immediately twisted into pieces. If the thickest front guard of the side van could not stop the camel's cycling cannon, then equipping the side van would become meaningless.

Because the bulky side van will not only slow down the marching speed of the troops, but will also be restricted by the terrain. If the infantry cannot provide sufficient protection, it will become a negative asset, so it is better to simply eliminate it.

Then strengthen the firepower of our own artillery, especially the small-caliber mountain cannon with light weight and strong maneuverability.

At that time, small-caliber mountain cannons can be fully equipped with infantry advancement, so as to truly achieve infantry cannon coordination.

When the two armies are more than one kilometer apart, they will use 4-inch field guns to bombard them. Within one kilometer of distance, they will use 3-inch field guns to shoot them directly when they enter 50 meters. Finally, they will use 50 meters to hit them with rifles. At that time, they will be bombarded with firearms, and it depends on who has more and more powerful firearms.

Of course, it depends on which side has a stronger ability to withstand death.

As he thought about it, Chongzhen couldn't help but feel a little anxious again.

What is anxiety? Of course, it is anxiety steam engines have not been put into industrial application for a long time.

Steam engines cannot be used in industrialization, and the standardization promoted by the Ming military industry will instead have a huge obstacle to production capacity, making the output of artillery and flintlock rifles less than that of Jiannu.

In other words, the Ming Dynasty was far stronger than Jiannu, and the number of blacksmiths was much higher than that of Jiannu.

Otherwise, the number of cannons and flintlock rifles produced every year may not be as high as that of Jiannu.

However, if the Ming Dynasty's cannons and flintlock rifles could not crush Jiannu, even if the Ming army regained the strength to fight against Jiannu and defeat him in the field, the strategic counterattack would be far away.

At most, it will form a strategic stalemate.

Thinking of this, Chongzhen asked again: "Where is Jiannu's flintlock rifle?"

"Take it over." Xu Yingwei signaled Xu Yinglong to bring a seized flintlock rifle.

Handing the flintlock rifle to Chongzhen, Xu Yingwei said: "Sir, you see, this is Jiannu's flintlock rifle, the caliber is similar to ours, but the barrel is shorter."

"Our gun barrel is three feet long, and Jiannu's only two and a half feet."

After saying this, he said, "In addition, the outer wall of Jiannu's gun barrel has not been filed and polished."

Jiannu's flintlock gun barrel was indeed not filed, nor polished, and the traces left by forging were all there. Such a process requirement was naturally much lower than that of the Ming army, but the production speed was faster.

"Get another one and take a look." Chongzhen found a second flintlock rifle.

Xu Yingwei immediately guessed Chongzhen's thoughts and said, "Sir, although the diameter of Jiannu's gun barrel is roughly not bad, there are still subtle differences. Therefore, in order to ensure that the lead can be loaded, its outer diameter is slightly smaller than that of the inner diameter of the gun barrel, so the airtightness is worse than ours, so the range is slightly closer and the penetration power is also slightly worse."

Chongzhen asked: "How much is the difference? Have you tested it?"

"Tested." Xu Yingwei nodded, "The flintlock rifle mass-produced by our Ming Arsenal can penetrate the triple armor at 30 steps, but Jiannu's flintlock rifle can only penetrate the triple armor within 20 steps."

This data is similar to the data of the first flintlock rifle of the Ming Dynasty.

It can be seen from this that the performance parameters of the Jiannu Flintlock rifle are still worse than those of the Ming Dynasty.

However, the camel cyclone cannon is a variable. It seems that the Ming Dynasty needed to develop 2-inch field cannons or mountain cannons.

In fact, Chongzhen had been considering the 2-inch cannon for a long time, because the 4-inch cannon was too heavy and the requirements for the road were too high, so he could not play any role in the mountains and ridges in the southwest mountainous areas.

But if there is a light cannon that follows the big beasts,

The Ming army infantry could obtain sufficient artillery support and crush the indigenous bandits in the southwest region.

By then, not only remote provinces such as Yungui, Sichuan and Guizhou could be quickly pacified, but they could even have the ability to free up their hands to guide Myanmar, Siam and the entire Indochina Peninsula by land.

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