The Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 24: Projectile

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The high-pitched rhythm, popular lyrics, boiling enthusiasm, the guidance of the frontiers, the loudness of three hundred soldiers, the momentum is naturally not comparable to a single person singing.

"Brothers from Fenwuying, are you men?" Zhu Youjian saw the soldiers lined up with yearning eyes, seized the opportunity and raised his voice.

"we are."

"Do you have boiling blood in your body?"

"We have."

"Are you willing to open up territory for Daming?"

"We are willing."

"Are you tired from your usual training?"

"We are not tired."

Facing the quiet training ground, Zhu Youjian paused, "If we sweat more today, we will bleed less tomorrow."

"Sweat more today and bleed less tomorrow." The uniform answer made Zhu Youjian very satisfied. He did not expect that his provocative language was so good that he was about to catch up with the Nazi party's manifesto. Zhu Youzhen is also very satisfied with himself, but now is not the time to be complacent. He wants to make the hot iron that is about to take shape into his own design. "I plan to treat this song as a military song of Fenwuying, and let it be always Guide our training and fighting, do you agree?"

"We agree." The momentum at this moment is magnificent. Zhu Youjian believes that soon, the soldiers will form a conditioned reflex. As long as they hear this song and Fenwuying, the soldiers will think of defending the land and opening the frontier. .

"Then I will give you five days. After five days, each of you will be able to sing the military anthem of our Fenwu Camp. I don't care whether you are out of tune or not, and I want to sing aloud the momentum of our Fenwu Camp."

After the disbandment, the soldiers were busy learning to sing military songs in twos and threes, and the fatigue of training had long been lost to Java.

Qin Yongnian was listening to the reports of the soldiers. He did not understand many of Zhu Youjian's practices, especially the training of the queues. However, the improvement of the training quality and the morale of the soldiers, he, a commander who has been in the ranks for many years, still watch Come out. He couldn't help but secretly marvel at Zhu Youjian, since he can train soldiers, let him practice. He is a loyal and upright soldier. He has never participated in politics, let alone related struggles, but he still values his army very much. Seeing the improvement of his military training level, he was delighted in his heart. He tried his best to satisfy the various equipment and equipment required by Zhu Youjian.

In order to further stimulate the training enthusiasm of the soldiers, ten days later, the Fenwu Camp held a military skill contest to test the effectiveness of the training during the twenty days.

Infantry is better than archery, riding speed, spears, and short swords.

The cavalry is faster than riding, riding and shooting, with long swords on horses, and short swords on horses.

The whole camp stopped training for one day and watched the game.

In the morning, the infantry game will be played first.

In the archery competition, a wooden disc is erected 80 meters away. The red dot is marked in the center of the disc, and there are three concentric circles on the outside. The red dots hit are counted as ten rings, and the periphery is the nine rings, eight rings, and seven rings. Each person shoots ten arrows. The one with more rings wins.

As a result, Wang Xin and Li Pan are both at the 98th ring, tied for first place. Zhu Youjian was ready to give a tie for the championship, but Wang Xin and Li Pan belonged to different families, and were not convinced. With Zhu Youjian's approval, they carried out an extra match and the winner was determined with one stone.

According to the lottery decision, Wang Xin shot first. He came to the shooting position, aimed at the target with his eyes, then slightly raised his left leg, took a half step, and then bent his legs slightly, the center of gravity fell on the left leg. When his figure stabilized, he held the bow with his left hand and the arrow with his right hand, and the bow was drawn by a stone and a half for a full moon. Wang Xin was expressionless, staring straight ahead, and suddenly released his right hand, only to hear a "swish", the arrow shaft rushed towards the target 80 meters away with a cold wind, "puff", and soon came from the front. The sound of hitting the target, and then I heard the soldiers onlookers cheering "in...in..." "it is ten rings!"

It was Li Pan's turn. The opponent had already hit the tenth ring and was invincible. His pressure could be imagined. Zhu Youjian was also on the side, observing quietly. I saw Li Pan steadily approaching the shooting position, bending, raising the bow, and shooting the arrow in one go, but the arrow did not shoot out. He squinted and carefully observed the target position in front of him, inadvertently waiting for everyone holding their breath. Li Pan released his right hand, and the sounds of "swish" and "puff" were almost connected together, like two firecrackers set off in succession. "Hit again", "Ten Rings". The soldiers onlookers did not hesitate to applaud and cheer for the arrow god in their army.

They are all ten rings, and there is still no winner, so they can only play an extra game. This time it was Li Pan shot first, but both of them were ten rings again, and they still couldn't tell the winner. Wang Xin proposed that the red heart on the target is too big, it is better to change the coin as the target. Zhu Youjian thought, this can increase the fun and stimulate the enthusiasm of soldiers in training. Maybe in the future, there will be an arrow god in the army. Li Pan agreed, so he changed copper coins as a target. A soldier temporarily inserted a long spear diagonally into the target, and then tied a thin wire to the barrel of the gun, and a copper coin was hung under the thin wire.

This method of shooting is still very difficult. The coin under the thin line must sway slightly in the wind. If the front or back of the coin is facing the archery person, the target position is not bad. If the coin just dangles to the side. For those who shoot arrows, the target position is too small, and even if it hits, there are elements of luck.

Wang Xin shot first. He bends his bow and shoots the arrow, aiming at the coin, and neither the person nor the arrow move. While everyone was waiting, he suddenly let go, the iron arrow pierced through the air, a "swish" flew past everyone's eyes, and a crisp "pang" sound passed through the front. It was a tsunami-like cheering. This time everyone didn’t need to look at the target. You could tell from the sound that Wang Xin had hit the target. Even Wang Xin himself smiled triumphantly. Zhu Youjian was also surprised, Daming. There are talents, but these grassroots soldiers have never been given the opportunity to demonstrate their abilities.

It's Li Pan's turn. Everyone, including Zhu Youjian, thinks that he doesn't have much chance to win. Just now Wang Xin shot the copper coin, maybe there is some luck, but the copper coin will not always give you a chance, let alone , Even if Li hits the set, the two sides are just a tie.

Li Pan didn't panic, and slowly came to the shooting position. Maybe he also felt that he didn't have a chance to win, but his heart calmed down. No one could see the panic from his face. He squinted at the copper coin hanging under the barrel of the gun, and said shockingly: "This copper coin is hanging under the thin line, and it is not the cause of the shot. Which brother helped and threw a copper coin into the air from eighty meters away?"

The onlookers stared at Li Pan in a daze. Together with his teammates, it seemed that they didn’t recognize him. Zhu Youjian was also stunned. The coin flew in the sky and its position was uncertain. Although it had a certain trajectory, it was affected by gravity. The friction of the air and the influence of the wind direction are too difficult to grasp. It is more difficult than the moving target on the shooting range of later generations. After all, the speed of bullets is faster than that of bows and arrows.

Finally, a soldier came out, probably Li Pan's teammate. With Zhu Youjian's permission, he ran all the way to eighty meters away, holding a copper coin in his hand, waiting for Li Pan's password. Archery is different from a gun. It takes a long time to prepare. If the Li Pan is not ready, the coin will be thrown out. When Li Pan opens the bow and shoots the arrow, the coin will land a long time ago. Therefore, you have to wait for Li Pan to issue a command and throw it when you are ready Copper coins.

Everyone held their breath, looking forward to the moment to witness the miracle. Li Pan finally issued the "Ready" command. The soldier holding the coin decisively threw the coin upward. The coin rolled in the air and kept rising. When it was about to reach the highest point, Li Pan's arrow just arrived. "Dang", with a clear metal crashing sound, the copper coin flew far to one side under the huge thrust. It doesn't matter if the copper coin is lost, the sound of the impact just now is the best proof, and no one dares to deny Li's hitting the target.

The shooting range was surprisingly quiet. It seemed that everyone had temporarily interrupted their breathing. Only the clear sound of “dang” reverberated in the center of the shooting range. Frightened stupid by the silence of the shooting range, he obviously shot himself, why didn't he get the applause of history? I don't know how long it took, but Li Pan's teammates were the first to react. They enthusiastically embraced the hero in their hearts. This hero also ate with themselves, slept on the same bed, trained on the same field, and was on the same battlefield. They lifted Li Pan up and threw it into the air, as if tossing a commemorative copper coin...

Because the copper coins were thrown in the air, it was more difficult to shoot them. In the end, the collective assessment was that Li Pan won.

Zhu Youjian quietly pulled Li Pan aside, "If you throw another coin into the air, how sure can you still shoot?"

"50%." Li Pan showed a sly smile.

Zhu Youjian also smiled knowingly. What a clever soldier. If Li Pan chooses to shoot the coins under the thin line, he can only hit 50 or 60% of the shot. If he hits, it is just a tie. If he misses the shot, he fails. Since the two shooting methods have similar risks of failure, of course choose the method that may defeat the opponent. Just like gymnastics and diving competitions in later generations, when encountering strong challenges from opponents, if you blindly choose your particularly stable moves, even if you succeed, you may not be able to win the opponent. If you want to defeat your opponent, you must decisively choose difficult moves, Zhu While watching sports games, the inspection team was particularly disgusted with those athletes, and even failed and said, "I only compare with myself." If you really compare with yourself, you can compare it at home, why go crazy to the international arena

The distance of the riding speed competition is ten miles. Because the infantry has far less control over the horse than the cavalry, there is no trick, only speed. Whoever reaches the destination first is the winner.

The eight soldiers participating in the competition were all set apart. They were all watching the starter nervously, waiting for the start of the competition. Soldiers watched along the way. At this moment of military skill competition, they were spectators and referee supervisors, so they could not be asked to walk in a neat line as usual. Six thousand soldiers were looking for satisfactory observation points at random, which was a bit chaotic. On the contrary, it fully demonstrates the characteristics of the Han nationality-onlookers. In order to be safe and not to affect the game, the onlookers gave enough space to the eight soldiers participating in the game.

With a wave of the flag, the eight competing horses quickly accelerated to the limit under the slap of the rider. Horse No. 7 started a little later, and the rider on the back of the horse desperately beat the horses, as if the horses were all behind the start. 'S fault.