Yang He looked at the vast land west of the city, and Master Tian whispered to the side.

In fact, a long time ago, the west of the city was also considered the essence of Suining. However, after the Yellow River overflowed in Xin'ankou in the second year of Chongzhen, the ground began to be abandoned.

Especially the formation of Baitang Lake, the lake is more than ten miles away, and many tributaries are rushing out to the south, with Baitang River as the largest. In order to prevent the floods of the Yellow River, the river officials will discharge floods against Baitang Lake every year. If the lake cannot accumulate, it will spread south along the Baitang River.

Then Sui River and Baitang River converge, and the river water floods out of the river bank. Not to mention that the surrounding fields are always flooded, even the accumulated water often rises into each village and village. Every time there is a flood, each village often has no grains.

Because the water conservancy ditches were washed away, the Baitang River usually had little water, and smoked everywhere during drought, and the fields were as grainy as the fields were harvested.

The drought and flood were mixed, and the people of each village were suffering and left one after another, and the more abandoned the villages were.

To make matters worse, dozens of miles from the west of the city were the congshan Mountains such as Jiuding Mountain. The mountains there were more than ten miles from east to west, and spread fifty miles from north to south. Bugu Mountain, Bailu Mountain, Xianzhang Mountain, Wuji Mountain, Jiuding Mountain, etc., and there were many large and large mountains.

Not only did the villagers build villages here to protect themselves, but all the powerful people of all sizes built a turret, and even all the bandits and thieves occupied the top of the mountain here.

Usually, they rob families, kidnap and blackmail, and do everything they want, and the government is powerless, so even the remaining residents moved away one after another. In the end, the dozens of miles of land became ruins and wilderness.

Master Yitian knew that there are only a few large villages left in this plain, which are at least forty or fifty miles away, all located on the west bank of the Baitang River.

Yang He looked at the howling cold wind outside and the weeds that were at least half a person tall, and sighed in his heart that there was no shortage of land in troubled times, especially in the chaotic times in the late Ming Dynasty, there were countless wildernesses and wastelands, and what was lacking was a safe environment.

As he knew, when officials took office, they actually encouraged the reclaiming of wasteland. Although they would be blackmailed by clerks when establishing land, it was not easy to reclaim wasteland. It would take years to operate it before becoming familiar land. The most important thing is that it was unsafe.

There are soldiers and bandits everywhere, and there are countless thieves. If you are stationed in the wild and cultivated, if there is no Dawei Village nearby, you have a certain amount of self-protection power, you will just be a fat sheep in the eyes of others.

In this era, the poor are afraid of hunger and the rich are afraid of robbery. It is difficult for the poor and rich to live. They are restless all day long and the people are worried.

However, in the troubled times, because there is too much abandonment of land in the wilderness, one advantage is that no one cares about land. In the prosperous times, no matter building houses or farming land, except for private land, the rest are all official land. They need to go to the household house to establish a contract to purchase. Who cares about it now?

Some places were even thieves, and the entire prefectures and counties became homeless and abandoned places, hundreds or thousands of miles away.

At present, he has no civil affairs power, and it is thankless to carry out civil affairs in the name of the government. It is better to occupy millions of acres of land in private and become a super powerful man.

Anyway, the imperial power is not going to the countryside now, and there are gentry and powerful people outside the prefectures and counties, and there are no people everywhere, and there are many disputes.

However, after Yang He planned to block these waves of bandits, he would wipe out all the bandits that should be wiped out, so that his subordinates could be cleared and a safe environment could be established, so that a large amount of funds and population could be attracted in the chaos in the future.

If popularity increases in the future and there is a corresponding market, domestic demand can be gradually developed.

Yang He felt ambition in his heart. In the future, every time he went to a piece of land, his land would be his place in the wild, and he would become a paradise under his rule. In the chaotic times, countless people would pour in, so that every piece of land could be sold for a large price.

Continuously contribute to his growth in strength.

...

After seeing the surrounding area of ​​Suining City, Yang He had a certain plan. They went down the dike wall and headed to the inner city. The dike wall was also messy with reed huts, mostly of "shed nests". The thatched huts were very short, and people could barely straighten their waists when they entered. They were very simple and poor.

Many residents were originally people in the west of the city. When their own villages were abandoned, they moved to the city to live. The quality of life was incomparable to the original, but they were slightly safer than before.

Looking at the dirty and messy living environment of these people, each with a dirty face and a numb expression, and obviously having no confidence in life, Yang He sighed in his heart. In the future, he must find hope for survival for these people.

The gate here is 150 steps away from the inner city gate. Soon everyone arrived in front of the "Yaowu Gate" of the west city gate and entered through the suspension bridge that was placed.

Then pass the urn and climb to the top of the city here.

There is a city tower here, and there is a plaque with "Huaixi Guarantee" on the upper floor.

Yang He came here mainly to see the cannons at the top of the city. Because of their preciousness, they were placed in various parts of the inner city.

"There are twenty-eight artillery pieces in Suining, and the twenty-three of them are Xiaofolang machines. The rest are the generals, the cannons to destroy the enemy, and the tribute and other weapons."

Master Tian naturally knew that the county master gave Yanghe five wolf machine guns, No. 2, No. 2, No. 3, No. 3, but he guessed in his heart what Yanghe wanted to do. Compared with the musket, the cannon was heavy after all, and it was not easy to transport. He wanted to go to the cannon, so would he have to fight in the field?

Yang He mainly looks for small Falcon Cannon-type small Falcon cannon machine, which rotates flexibly and can be used as a large convex gun at a close distance. At this time, the artillery's accurate head is extremely low, but if placed within a hundred steps, it still has a certain accuracy head.

Moreover, the bullet weight of the No. 2 and 3 little wolf machine gun is 5 to 10 taels, or 187 grams to 375 grams, which is more than enough to deal with the heavy shield chariots of the Qing army. After one shot, any shield chariots of theirs will become fragments.

He saw that there were several cannons on the wall at the top of the Ximen City, covered with oil cloth cannon jackets, some of which were old-style firearms such as generals, enemy destroying cannons, and tribute.

Yang He looked down on this kind of cannon because he did not have a gun ear mount. In wartime, he used a wooden frame to dig the ground and install a cannon. He often jumped left and right, or even turned over, seriously endangering the safety of the gunners and men.

Especially the filling is very difficult. After one shot, you dare not take medicine, or you must rise up again. Do not lift it up, and it is very troublesome.

Therefore, after the emergence of Buddha Wolf Machinery Cannon, it quickly became popular all over the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, compared with the original artillery of the Ming army, the Flang machine cannons have quite advantages, such as having gun ears, thicker walls on both sides, and also having sighting equipment. If the ammunition is pre-stored with a sub-gun, it does not need to be temporarily loaded, which can speed up the firing speed.

If the heat is dissipated quickly, the fire cannon is connected to each other in front and back, and the air is convection, making it easier to dissipate heat.

Generally, the Flang machine will not overheat even if it fires more than ten guns at this time. The fire speed will also be fast when using a sub-gun. The skilled gunner will take a total of no more than twenty seconds to shoot the first three guns.

The gunpowder loading volume of the sub-gun is fixed, and it is not easy to explode.

The only disadvantage is that the air leakage is that the Buddha wolf machine cannon is not far away, and the Big Buddha machine cannon is only one or two miles away.

If the sub-gun does not have the right groove, or if the "wine bottle" sub-gun is used, the scorching fire will leak out from both sides and the gunners are damaged, just like the thunder gun.

So Yang He had to search carefully and find the "protruding" sub-gun. Even if the air leaked, it would leak directly above. Just like the fire gate that ignited the Red Cannon, no matter how fierce the fire was, it would not hurt the gunner next to him.

He looked at the top of the city, suddenly stopped, lifted up the cannon suit, and saw a small gun-wolf machine in front of him, in the style of a falcon cannon. The cannon was mounted on a very heavy four-legged wooden stool, and the rotating machine was made of bronze, covering the gun ears on both sides of the cannon body.

He roughly estimated that the wooden bench of the cannon weighed more than 100 kilograms, and it was a shell weighing five taels.

Yang He looked carefully. The cannon was five feet long and had five iron hoops on it. A sub-gun was wrapped in the belly. There were three iron hoops on it, a fire door hole in the middle, and a handle slightly on the side. The entire sub-gun weighed 15 kilograms.

Finally, there was an iron bolt tied with a chain, which was inserted into the hole behind the belly, and the gun inside the belly was stuck tightly.

Yang He saw that there was a slender handle behind the cannon, which had been polished very brightly. He aimed at it with the handle. There were sights and sights on the cannon, which could aim well at the target and increase the hit rate of the shell.

He held the handle and turned up and down, left and right again, and there was a little inflexible sound, obviously there was no oil-filled maintenance.

Overall, Yang He was very satisfied with this cannon. The quality of the cannon is good and can be flexibly aimed. In particular, the sub-gun is "protruding" in shape and will not harm the gunner when the air leaks.

It is impossible for the Folang machine to not leak air, and Yang He dare not expect this.

His carefully designed Xin'an gun will leak air, let alone this iron cannon?

But he doesn't care. If the air leak is not far away, it will not be far away. Anyway, he will start the fight within a hundred steps.

No matter how far you hit, it will be useless if you don’t hit it, and it will waste gunpowder and shells.

Yang He decided that he would want this gun, and then cancel the four-legged wooden stool, replace it with a cannon stand, and then you can move in the wild. He aimed at a close-range shot and shot it, and both the bandits and the Tartars would break them.

Moreover, this kind of shooting saves the gunner, just look at people like a coercion.

Seeing Yang He freely acted with this cannon, and his behavior was very skillful, Master Tian showed a look of surprise in his eyes. This young man was becoming increasingly unable to understand. He was good at literature and martial arts, and he still knew artillery now?

Looking at him, it seemed like he had hit him with his own hands. The more he came into contact with him, the more he felt that the young man was covered with a cloud of fog, full of mysterious colors.

"Is he really the Tianshaxing descending to earth?"

The rumors in the county town during this period arose in Master Tian’s mind. He originally believed in the strange god of Zibuyu, but he sneered at this and was shaken at this time.

Min Zhuang, who followed behind, showed an expression of admiration. Lord Yang was indeed a sharp figure who wiped out the bronze bandits. He even knew how to control artillery, but he was different from the officials in the county who were not touching the spring water.

Inspection inspector Deng laughed and watched. He had been in contact with Yang He for a long time and had seen him a lot, so he would not be so fussy about Yang He's skills.

Yang He saw several Folang cannons in Ximen and two Falcon cannon-type small Folang cannons. Unfortunately, the Zi Gun was not in line with his mind, so that's all.

Fortunately, I haven't seen it anywhere else, and I hope I can find five cannons that suit him.

...

At this time, the sky was a little dark, and it was almost the hour of You, and Yang He was not stopping at the city wall. Everyone got off the "Yaowu Gate", with mixed sounds of hooves and headed to the General Administration of Practice.

The houses in Xicheng are relatively messy, with more poor people, and the streets and alleys are extremely dirty.

The population here is relatively sparse, with large areas of land empty, occasionally some thatched huts are decorated with weeds around, and vegetable fields, cemeteries and fields. If it weren't for the nearby city walls, Yanghe would have thought that some wilderness was there.

The General Administration of Practice is not far from the city wall and is located on West Street, so everyone soon arrived in front of the bureau. Master Yitian introduced that behind the bureau was a barracks, built by a lake, with a very good view.

"good……"

Looking at this slum-like existence, Yang He wanted to know that Gao Qifeng from the county was building the office here because there were too many vacant land here and there was no dispute over demolition land.

He rode his horse and looked at his office. A big banyan tree next to the gatehouse made him nod. It looked like it covered a wide area, estimated to be about 2,000 square meters.

At this time, several people were greeted by the gatehouse, the leader was tall and thin, with a slightly dark complexion, about forty years old, wearing a blue shirt and a scarf, with a serious expression.

It’s chilly now, and many yamen officials will wear warm ears, but he doesn’t.

I guess this person is the Cangdian assigned to him by the magistrate Gao Qifeng.

Then behind him were three people dressed in Zao Li, dressed like the fat and thin second Zao Li Liu Kedi and Wang Ding. They stood behind the Zandian, seemingly lowering their eyebrows, but from the corner of their eyes, they secretly peeked at themselves from time to time.

A typical public servant.

Then three more people looked down from time to time, probably they were just giving their own doors, grooms, and dinner.

The fifth level in the yamen is the existence of the servant level.

"Student is honest and honest, I have met the adults."

I saw the Zandian bowing and saying.

But the six people behind him knelt down and kowtowed: "The villain has seen the master."

"master……"

For a moment, Yang He felt like he was called old.

Yang He asked them to get up, and Master Tian said, "The Integrity Office, the County Master will transfer you to the General Administration of Practice. This is your value to you. You must be careful to serve Master Yang in the future."

The Zandian said firmly: "It's not enough to say that the students know what to do."

Master Tian looked suffocated, Yang He jumped off the horse and shook his head.

This temper makes a living Hero Han.
Chapter completed!