Chapter 57

The river began to freeze. The farmers dug the frozen soil hard, and the exhaled air became fog and dissipated slowly in the air.

Ma Su was silently thinking about the teacher's questions, and Zhu Zhanji was trained by Zhu Di since he was a child, so he answered without thinking: "disaster relief is nothing more than releasing food and preventing epidemics. I should release food first, monitor whether local officials are corrupt, and then send doctors for diagnosis and treatment immediately."

"In general, I completely missed the point!"

Ma Su opened his mouth wide. He felt that his "senior brother" was right! But how did the teacher say that he missed the point?

When Fang woke up to see Zhu Zhanji's unconvinced face, he sneered: "these are old stories. It's true to release grain, and epidemic prevention is also good, but your mistake is not to grasp the key point."

Zhu Zhanji stuck his neck and said, "brother Dehua, please consult me."

Fang Xing ignored his unhappiness and pointed to the farmers who were working and said, "you ignore the people's heart and human nature!"

Zhu Zhanji was also stunned and felt that his IQ was really not enough today.

"After a major disaster, people will be restless. At this time, you should immediately organize the victims to rebuild their homes while releasing food and preventing epidemic diseases."

Fang woke up to the ways of dealing with those major disasters in later generations. It was when the social organization ability was strong and the people's hearts were stable, so there were no uncontrollable events.

"People's minds are the most complicated after the disaster. Despair, helplessness and violence... Once these emotions have a spark, they can explode at once!"

Zhu Zhanji thought for a while and thought it was very reasonable. Then he sincerely asked, "brother Dehua, what should we do to remove these dangers?"

Fang woke up and felt a little weak in his mouth. He threw a gum into his mouth and chewed and said, "it's very simple. Work for relief! They don't have time to think about those messy things. When they remember, their homes have been built. What's the trouble? Go home and have a baby!"

"Brother Dehua, you are similar to the Xiang army of the former Song Dynasty!"

As soon as Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, he felt that this analysis and treatment method was really excellent.

In the Song Dynasty, once a disaster happened, the court organized the victims into a Xiang army, and then eliminated the hidden dangers from the victims.

"But that's lazy politics! The Xiang army of the former Song Dynasty finally became one of the culprits of financial collapse."

Fang Xing intended to teach Ma Su, so he explained it in detail.

"Don't let them idle, but also let them have hope in their hearts, so that even if there are white lotus, those victims will not be fooled."

After a major disaster, there are major disasters, not only referring to epidemic diseases and reconstruction, but also managing the victims. At this time, some forces that are usually not valued by the people came out. With the help of the decadent and angry emotions of the victims, it is easy to roll up the war.

Zhu Zhanji was thoughtful, while Ma Su took out the ball point pen sent by Fang Xing and recorded it in his notebook.

"Come on, let's see how to practice guns."

Fang Xing felt a little cold, so he shouted and took them to the main house.

Outside the back wall of the main house, ten family members Ding are aiming their guns.

"Is this a brick?"

Seeing a brick hanging under those guns, Zhu Zhanji felt that he was really an eye opener.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "scholars can hang their wrists when practicing calligraphy. For the same reason, if they want to ensure accuracy and durability, they need to practice more and make it more difficult."

Xin Laoqi supervised on the side, and the big stick in his hand beat the servants with lower and lower muzzle from time to time.

"Rest!"

The arrival of Fang Xing gave the servants a short rest.

"Good morning, young master."

After a neat cry, all the servants sat down and drank water in a kettle.

Xin Laoqi ran over and said with a simple smile, "young master, why are you here?"

Fang Xing said, "let me see your training results. How about it? Can you try it now?"

"No problem."

Xin Laoqi said confidently. Then he called the servants and lined up the team in three rows.

"This is muying's tactics!"

Zhu Zhanji said excitedly, "when King qianning was in YN, he used this method to restrain elephant soldiers. Unexpectedly, brother Dehua would!"

The king of qianning is Mu Ying, the adopted son of Zhu Yuanzhang and the ancestor of the Mu family who guarded yn for generations.

Fang woke up and shook his head and said, "King qianning's three-stage shooting is just to constantly scare the elephant soldiers, and I'm aiming at the enemy."

"Young master, ready."

At this time, Xin Laoqi had led people to erect the targets, and then began to line up strictly according to the distance of 100 meters.

There are three rows of servants, four in the first row and three in the last two rows. Xin Laoqi commands with a Tang Dao.

Fang Xing held down the timer and waved his hand, "let's start!"

Xin Laoqi raised his Tang Dao, then waved it down and shouted, "first row, volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the voice fell, four shots came almost in no order, and then the smoke filled the air.

After the soldiers in the first row finished shooting, they retreated to the back and began loading. The three servants in the second row reached the front at this time.

"Second row, volley!"

"Bang bang!"

"Third row, volley!"

"Bang bang!"

After the three rows of volley, the four servants in the first row had loaded the lead bullets and walked to the front.

"Volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Volley!"

“……”

After ten rounds of shooting, the air in front of me was filled with gunpowder smoke, and I could hardly see the opposite scene.

"Check weapons!"

In the smoke, Xin Laoqi shouted loudly, and then the servants began to check the guns in their hands and clean up the residue on the pipe wall with a full strip wrapped in a cloth towel.

A wave of killing is also spreading, even if there are only 11 people, but it gives life an unparalleled momentum.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Forced by this murderous spirit, and then smelling the pungent smoke, masu coughed.

Zhu Zhanji raised his binoculars and looked at those rotten wooden targets, imagining the situation when facing the impact of cavalry in his mind.

"One husband, one husband!"

Zhu Zhanji put down his telescope and said excitedly, "if there were thousands of such sergeants, brother Dehua, the aliens on the grassland would never dare to peep south!"

Fang woke up and fanned out the smoke in front of him. Looking at the timer in his hand, he said with some dissatisfaction: "the density of firepower is not enough. It would be better if the intermediate link could be accelerated a little more."

Isn't that good enough?

Zhu Zhanji had seen the Shenji camp far away in Jinling, and those sergeants were very skilled, but compared with these servants, they seemed a little inadequate.

Fang Xing immediately drew a cake for Zhu Zhanji.

"If the intermediate link can speed up, even the cavalry can resist the enemy outside the front!"

"Keep practicing!"

Leaving this sentence, Fang woke up and several people left here.