Farmer of Shu Han

"Girls in every family, holding swords and scaring people all day long, what do they look like?"

Feng Yong scolded like a big brother, and then carefully took the dagger from her hand.

Zhang Xingyi didn't do anything else, but rolled his eyes twice, "Ah Lang doesn't like women wielding knives and guns?"

"Si...cough, Si Niang's appearance of strategizing is much more pleasing than the appearance of holding a knife."

Feng Yong coaxed, and quietly threw the dagger into the corner.

Zhang Xingyi pouted, "Liar!"

This guy doesn't want to speak ill of sister at this time.

But when he heard him praise him for his strategizing, the joy in his heart couldn't stop overflowing on his face.

"Why did I lie to you?" Feng Yong said solemnly, "I need to take Zhang Yi away for this expedition, Sanniang can't be in charge, and Amei is just a dull-witted person."

"At that time, you have to take care of the affairs of the entire Huqiang Captain's Mansion? Especially those barbarians, you must pay attention."

"I heard that the prime minister has started to ask Yang Ju, king of the white horse, to gather the Hu people in Yinping, Wudu, and select those who are good at riding and shooting, and send them to the governor's mansion in Longyou, preparing to form a rebel cavalry army."

"I estimate that within four to five years, at least half of the big man's cavalry will be composed of Hu people."

"Especially those Hu people under the jurisdiction of Huqiang Xiaowei's Mansion, we will have to choose cavalry pawns from them in the future."

Raising horses is not something that can be done in a day or two.

Relying on Longyou as a horse producing area, Qin State gained the advantage of riding horses over the six eastern countries.

Especially after Emperor Guangwu was rejuvenated, all counties in Hexi stopped raising horse farms, except in Hanyang County (that is, the sum of the three counties of Tianshui, Nan'an, and Hanyang).

So raising horses in Longyou has been a tradition for hundreds of years.

But the growth of the war horse will take three years at the fastest.

It is also fortunate that the great Han Dynasty is martial, and in the Yongliang area, most of them, regardless of Han or Hu, can ride horses.

Otherwise, it would be almost impossible to train a qualified cavalry pawn from a complete novice without three or four years.

From this, it can be foreseen that the cavalry of the Han Dynasty in the next few years, whether they are men or horses, can only be drawn from Longyou, Wudu, and Yinping.

How to appease the people while making adjustments is a test of the means of governance.

Emperor Xiaowu's method was more brutal.

After many battles in the early stage, the number of war horses in the country dropped sharply, and finally had to be forcibly recruited from the people.

This is almost the same nature as the forced expropriation of private cars in later generations. Anyone who changes them will jump and curse.

So later successors began to resort to other means.

For example, the government asks the people to raise an official horse, and it is still a mare, and it is agreed to return it after three years. During these three years, the pony born by the mare belongs to you.

If you raise ten government mares, then when you return them, you have to pay back one more horse, which is regarded as interest.

Later, when the government needed horses, it directly used money to buy qualified war horses or draft horses for transportation from the people.

This policy continued until the great chaos of the Later Han Dynasty.

Thanks to the foresight of the former emperors of the Han Dynasty, the implementation of this policy has caused the folk horse breeding in the Han Dynasty to be very popular.

Although only relying on the land of Longyou, the cavalry army of the Han Dynasty is still far from that of Cao Wei.

But the big guy who can't stand it has a humanoid plug-in.

First, it guaranteed Dahan's grain output, and then improved Dahan's financial revenue.

In the end, there are many BUFFs such as a special charm aura for barbarians, aura of reducing wisdom, and so on.

Coupled with the subversive improvements to the cavalry, the horseshoe alone can at least reduce the loss of war horses by more than half.

After several battles, Emperor Xiaowu consumed hundreds of thousands of war horses accumulated by three generations in one go. The loss was shocking.

There is a considerable part of the reason here, that is, when the horseshoes of the war horses are not protected, in frequent and fierce wars, the horses damage the horseshoes for various reasons.

It is the most regrettable that a good war horse has to withdraw from the battlefield in its golden age because of premature damage to its hooves.

As for the improvement of the saddle and the addition of double-sided stirrups, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry has been increased by at least two to three times.

If the quantity is not enough, let the quality make up, there is nothing wrong with it.

The guarantee of food, financial support, the followers of the barbarians, coupled with the improvement of war technology, etc.

As long as these conditions are lacking, the big man will not be able to form an elite cavalry in the shortest time.

Now that the cavalry formation of the big man has reached the final step, we must not take it lightly.

Zhang Xingyi snuggled into Feng Yong's arms, listening to him describe these things in detail.

This was the first time she had heard of his vision and plan for Longyou's military administration.

The more I listened, the more frightened I became. At the same time, while my heart was beating violently, a surge of joy couldn't stop oozing out.

What surprised me was this man's foresight. The names of Ghost King and Xiao Wenhe really didn't wrong him.

Fortunately, it turns out that he has been so dedicated to planning for the big man all these years.

If he told his elder sister (queen) about these thoughts, elder sister would definitely value him more, and then there would be less obstacles between himself and him?

Thinking of the strategy in this person's chest that few people can match, he can be regarded as a hero in the world, but he is in the backyard, and he is so caring to his daughter's family.

There may or may not be such a good man in the world, but she only meets one now.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyi only felt that the dissipated heat came back all of a sudden, making her heart beat faster, and she subconsciously grasped the skirt of Feng Yong's chest.

"Si Niang, it's getting late at night, you should go back."

Feng Yong persuaded in a low voice.

Zhang Xingyi twisted his body and murmured, unwilling to get up.

Feng Yong took a deep breath and picked her up...

Zhang Xingyi is not as tall as Guan Ji, nor as small and exquisite as Amei, in his arms, neither light nor heavy, just right.

After opening the door, under the light of the corridor, Feng Yong carried her back to her room and put her on the couch.

Zhang Xingyi's eyes were tightly closed, she only felt that her face was about to be cooked, even Feng Yong could hear the beating of her heart clearly.

With the faint light outside, Feng Yong kissed her cheek lightly...

Zhang Xingyi waited for a long time, but she still didn't wait for his next move. She couldn't help but quietly opened her eyes, just in time to see the last figure before the door was closed.

There was a soft "click", and the room was completely dark.

Zhang Xingyi was furious immediately, grabbed the pillow and threw it at the door!

Feng Yong outside the door turned around, as if he didn't hear the voice inside.

At the same time, he pinched his fingers again and again to calculate, but it wasn't enough, and he had to wait.

I am a traveler with a conscience, he said so in his heart, sticking to the bottom line unwaveringly.

Feng Yong, who kept his conscience, had a good night's sleep.

When I woke up the next day, I didn't bother to look at Zhang Xingyi's stinky face, and after eating breakfast with Guan Ji, I called Amei to go out of the city with him.

The military camp outside Pingxiang City is quite different from other places.

The fenced off area was far beyond what a normal barracks would require.

In addition to the fact that the soldiers of Huqiang Xiaowei's Mansion often need to fight in actual combat, this place also undertakes the experiment of new tactics and new weapons, so it naturally occupies a larger area!

When the test site was tense again, the soldiers in the barracks knew that the guys in the engineering battalion were preparing to start again today.

It's just that the security of the proving ground is a bit too strict this time.

Then someone saw several generals riding tall horses into the barracks under the escort of their personal guards, and then turned to the test field in another direction.

Although they couldn't see their faces clearly, some of those generals were wearing white robes and some were wearing dark red cloaks. This kind of attire, coupled with this kind of formation, most likely they were the ones who commanded an army .

"What's new in this engineering battalion? It attracted so many generals?"

Someone muttered.

"Is that what you should know?" The leader of the team scolded, "Don't ask the secrets you shouldn't ask, don't read the secrets you shouldn't read! Forgot the code of confidentiality?"

"Yes! I was wrong!" The soldier who was criticized stood up with a "snap".

A bamboo whistle sounded not far away.

"Okay, everyone stand up and line up!" Shichang ordered, "Continue training!"

Soon, the head of the village who organized the training held a small flag and stood in the middle of the open space, shaking it a few times.

Under the leadership of their respective commanders, ten soldiers began to form around the commander.

The flag changed again, and the formation changed again.

They wanted to keep all the changes in this formation in mind, and at the same time, each chief had to remember the various passwords issued by the chief, and lead his own people to the designated positions according to the passwords.

When they are all proficient, they will use the tun as a unit to form larger formations such as songs and parts.

Compared with the military formations they have practiced before, this kind of formation is more varied, and the various small formations are extremely complicated, so it is not easy to practice.

On the other side of the test field, with Zhao Yun at the center, Wei Yan sat on one side, and Feng Yong sat on the other side, not getting too close to the old man.

Jiang Wei, Zhang Yi, Ju Fu, Huo Yi and others sat around the three of them.

Especially Huo Yi, after a winter's make-up training, and taking part in the suppression of the Longxi Rebellion, he literally chopped up several rebels with a knife, and finally took off his internship hat.

Although he was sitting upright, he still couldn't help taking a few peeks at the three big men sitting above him, feeling a little agitated in his heart.

"What's that wall for?"

Zhao Yun pointed to a high wall hundreds of steps away from the stage and asked.

"Old general, that is the city wall built by the engineering battalion, which is similar to the walls of ordinary cities."

Feng Yong explained, "What we saw this time was that the engineering battalion of the Huqiang Captain's Mansion demonstrated how to use equipment to destroy the city wall, so we built such a city wall."

"How tall? How thick?"

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes, as if he was appraising the city wall.

Feng Yong coughed.

Amei, the senior secretary and personal secretary standing behind him, immediately handed over an opened notebook.

The words written by Ah Mei with charcoal are already eye-catching, at least it is more than one level better than someone's dog-climbing handwriting.

"Well, it's five feet high, two feet five inches wide at the bottom, and one foot two feet five inches wide at the top."

Five feet in this era, which is about twelve meters, is not too low.

Zhao Yun nodded, this is already the wall of a medium-sized city.

"Is the city wall strong? Don't you just let people pile it up at random?"

Wei Yan asked suddenly.

Feng Yong smiled lightly, and raised his legs, "From Nanxiang, it must be a high-quality product."

He has the confidence to say this, the predecessor of the Engineering Battalion is the Nanxiang Engineering Team.

What's more, the Nanxiang engineering team has produced many works over the years.

Shuangnan Avenue is the best representative.

There is also the road from Nanzheng to Juxian, and even when the prime minister led the army to settle in Hanzhong, when he passed Jianshan, he specially called out the Nanxiang engineering team to build Jianshan into Jianmenguan.

When attacking Pingxiang, digging trenches, building walls, and cutting off the Wei River were all the work of the engineering team.

Hearing what Feng Yong said, Wei Yan could only shut his mouth angrily.

While several people were talking, Wen Shi, the chief engineer of the engineering battalion, came over and saluted Feng Yong, "Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Feng Yong looked at Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun nodded.

Feng Yong nodded to Wen Shi again.

Wen Shi got Feng Yong's consent, turned around and walked down the stage, raised his whistle and blew vigorously!

There was a shout, and the soldiers of the engineering battalion began to enter the field carrying all kinds of wood.

There are long and short, thick and thin, thin and thick.

They first laid sleepers on the ground as a stabilizer for the catapult.

At the same time, the soldiers next to them began to assemble the catapult.

The whole scene looks busy but not chaotic, tense and orderly.

Wen Shi, the engineer, was in charge of the overall coordination, giving pointers from time to time.

Two tall counterweight catapults quickly stood up.

Zhao Yun was a little surprised. Although he didn't know how powerful this kind of catapult was, the speed of its production was a bit beyond his expectation.

Especially looking at the two almost identical catapults, Zhao Yun was even more surprised.

"How could it be so fast?"

Zhao Yun finally couldn't help but asked.

"standardization."

Feng Yong uttered a term in embarrassment.

"But all items produced in Nanxiang will be measured uniformly, no more, no less, and the difference cannot exceed one point."

It doesn't mean that the current measurement is not uniform, but the error is too large to be standardized.

Take one foot as an example, some have a difference of three or four centimeters, what should I do?

Therefore, from Nanxiang to Yuexuan, and then to Pingxiang, a unified scale is now used.

Even the five major wool spinning workshops have to enforce a unified standard of measurement.

"The riprap cart was disassembled into different pieces of wood, and then the craftsmen made it according to the pattern and with the same scale. When assembling it, just assemble it according to the drawings."

Zhao Yun couldn't help looking at Feng Yong, "What blueprint?"

Feng Yong coughed again.

Amei behind him handed over another piece of paper, on which was an exploded view of the catapult truck, with the length and thickness of each module marked on it.

Although no student has been able to draw a map so far, it is still qualified to draw a drawing of a catapult.

Zhao Yun took the blueprint handed over by Feng Yong, twitched a few times, and asked, shaking the paper, "Can craftsmen understand these? Are there any soldiers who can understand?"

"Hey, old general, the craftsmen and soldiers of the engineering battalion, illiteracy is not acceptable."

At least frequently used words, numbers, and units must be understood.

"Some craftsmen are students from Nanxiang Academy."

Feng Yong added.

This time, not to mention Zhao Yun, even Wei Yan, who had always wanted to pick a prick, looked over.

In other people's army, it is difficult to pick out one literate soldier out of hundreds of soldiers. How dare you use it as a craftsman? !

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