May 6, 5th year of the Apocalypse, Jiangdong Gate Thousand Households

When the sky was slightly bright, a melodious military horn sounded over the barracks.

Yang Feng's personal guard captain Song Ye sat up reflexively after opening his eyes, and then began to make the bed and fold the quilt, and the other family members in the room did the same, and for a while, the whole room was full of tense and orderly busyness.

"Quick...... Everyone gets up and washes up immediately. ”

Although everyone's movements were already very fast, Song Ye's urging voice still continued to sound, as Yang Feng's personal guards and family members, their requirements were naturally stricter than others, needless to say that the personal guards all understood, otherwise why would they be holding twice as much food as other sergeants and equipped with more elite weapons and armor.

It took them less than ten minutes before and after dressing and washing, and then everyone began to put on their armor, which was a daily routine for everyone. First of all, everyone had to put together the front and rear breastplates made of the two largest pieces of stainless steel weighing more than ten catties and put them on their bodies, and then put together the remaining ten pieces of iron armor one by one, which is very similar to a puzzle.

At the beginning, many people had a lot of trouble putting on armor, and it took a long time to put on the armor, but as the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and it is not so difficult to get used to it. After putting on the armor, everyone finally walked to the large glass mirror in front of the door, which was more than one person high, and began to sort out each other's military appearance, while the other guards began to clean the room, and the rest wiped their weapons.

I have to say that Yang Feng has done a good job, as a person who was born to sell mirrors, he naturally has to think of his own people first, but if he let those dignitaries and nobles in Nanjing City know that the big mirrors that he holds as treasures can be seen everywhere in the barracks full of hills, it is estimated that he will be crazy.

Yang Feng is not a military genius, nor is he a brilliant talent, but who let him stand behind a mature world system, thanks to the developed network and information, Yang Feng revised the military regulations of later generations and copied them to this era. Whether it is the internal relations, etiquette, military appearance and discipline, work and rest, daily system, duty, guards, inspections, emergency combat preparations and emergency assembly, equipment, or the management of military horses, food and finance, sanitation, camp property, and camping, etc., they are all within strict management.

Yang Feng has always believed in the adage that even the worst order is a hundred times stronger than no order, and he does not underestimate the people of this era at all, he believes that whether it is modern or ancient, as long as it is a human being, so many things will have commonalities. After several months of arduous training, the military appearance and military discipline of the Jiangdong Gate Qianhu Institute can be said to have reached a new result, although this army has never seen blood, but the sergeants have a faint smell of fierceness whether they walk, speak or act.

Twenty minutes later, the sergeants who had finished tidying up the housekeeping began to appear on the school ground, first of all, the daily routine five-kilometer cross-country march with full loads, wearing heavy armor and dozens of pounds of weapons and backpacks, everyone was wet with sweat after returning from the cross-country march, and after a simple rest for two quarters of an hour, everyone began to eat breakfast in the barracks cafeteria in turn, and after breakfast, the whole sky was already bright, and it was time for the sergeants to start exercising.

The pikemen practiced assassination, the heavy shieldmen practiced raising their shields to resist the onslaught, the sword and shield men practiced fighting, and the musketeers practiced shooting.

The smoothbore gun made by Yang Feng is a famous brown bass flintlock pistol from another time and space, this gun is known for its reliability, durability and great power, and after copying him, Yang Feng shamelessly named it Yang's flintlock pistol.

Now Feng Degui, the firecracker, is holding such a flintlock pistol in his hand, its gun tube is made of high-strength steel pipe, the caliber is 0.76 inches, that is, 19.304 mm caliber, 158.75 cm long gun body, and the gun tube is 106.7 cm. There is a crosshair on the barrel, mounted on the wooden support, the mouth of the gun grows three inches out of the wooden support, the rear part of the wooden support is bent downward, the bottom of the barrel is closed with bolts, there is a through bar under the barrel, and the back half of the barrel has a crane's beak head and a steel baffle the size of a matchbox.

After experiments, the maximum range of this Yang's firearm is 200 meters, and the effective range is about 100 meters. Each musketeer is equipped with an ammunition bag, which contains sixty pieces of paper ammunition, plus armor, dry food, water bottles and other things, and the weight of the whole person is not less than sixty catties, of course, this is only training on weekdays, and many things will naturally be unloaded in wartime.

At this time, Feng Degui, who was standing on the training ground, skillfully took out a paper fixed ammunition from the ammunition pouch on his waist, the appearance of this fixed ammunition was wrapped in mulberry paper, and the appearance of the mulberry paper was bitten by mouth, and then a little black powder was poured into the gunpowder pool, and then the baffle was closed to seal the gunpowder, and then the remaining gunpowder and the lead bullet inside were stuffed into the barrel, and then the gunpowder and lead bullet were pestled from under the barrel.

After doing all this, Feng Degui held the belly of the gun with his left hand, held the butt with his right hand, pulled the crane's beak hammer with the flint to the firing position with his thumb, and practiced the eyes, the door and the front sight into a line, and after aiming for a while, he pulled the trigger, only to hear a crisp sound of "pop", a pungent smell of gunpowder accompanied by black smoke, and the wood in front of him that was the target had a small black hole.

Feng Degui grinned happily, he was a well-known sharpshooter among their hundred households, he could shoot eight shots out of ten within a hundred paces, such an accurate head was already great for a smoothbore firecracker, and his shooting speed was also very fast, basically he could shoot three or four times a minute, such a speed was already remarkable, you must know that it took him less than four months from a rookie to a sharpshooter, such a speed is already remarkable.

Looking at the crisp gunshots on the shooting range, Yang Feng, who was standing next to the shooting range in armor, nodded secretly, there is an inevitable reason why hot firearms can replace cold weapons. Before the advent of firearms, it took at least three years to train a qualified archer, and an elite archer was generally able to shoot a stone bow (120 catties), and the range was only about seventy or eighty steps, and the most important thing was that an archer's strength would be exhausted after firing more than ten arrows in a row.

On the other hand, there is no such disadvantage in the firecracker, and the time required to train a firecracker is only three or four months, no more than half a year at most, and as long as the ammunition is not finished, they will shoot a few shots if they want to, and with the development of firearms, the firearms are complete in both range and shooting accuracy, and there is no worry about exhaustion at all, so that it is natural for firearms to replace bows and arrows.

Just as Yang Feng was groaning, a sergeant hurriedly ran over and said loudly: "Lord Qiqi Qianhu, someone from the Yamen of the Ministry of War is here!" ”