The surface of the river began to freeze, and the farmers struggled to dig the frozen soil, and the exhaled breath became a mist that slowly dissipated in the air.
Ma Su was silently thinking about the teacher's question, and Zhu Zhanji had been cultivated by Zhu Di since he was a child, so he replied without thinking: "Disaster relief is nothing more than putting grain and preventing epidemics. ” "Talking in generalities, completely missing the point!"
Ma Su's mouth opened wide, he felt that his imperial grandson's 'senior brother' was right!
But how can the teacher say that he missed the point?
Fang Xing saw Zhu Zhanji's unconvinced face, so he sneered: "These are all clichés, it's true to release grain, and epidemic prevention is not bad, but your mistake is not to grasp the point." ” Zhu Zhanji stiffened his neck and said, "Brother Dehua, junior brother asks for advice." ” Fang Xing ignored his unhappiness, pointed to the farmers who were working and said, "You have neglected people's hearts and human nature!
” Zhu Zhanji was also dumbfounded, feeling that his IQ was really not enough today.
"After the catastrophe, people's hearts will inevitably be restless, and at this time, you should immediately organize the victims to rebuild their homes while releasing food and preventing the epidemic."
Fang Xing remembered the way to deal with those catastrophes in later generations, it was still when the social organization was strong and the people's hearts were stable, so there were no uncontrollable incidents.
"When people are in a disaster, their minds are the most complicated.
Despair, helplessness, violence, ...... these emotions can explode once there is a spark!
” Zhu Zhanji thought about it and felt that it made sense, so he asked sincerely: "Brother Dehua, what can be done to remove these dangers?"
” Fang woke up and felt that his mouth was a little light, so he threw a piece of gum into his mouth, and said while chewing: "It's very simple, work for relief!"
They don't have time to think about the mess, and when they remember, their homes have already been built, so what's the fuss?
Hurry up and go home and have a baby!
” "Brother Dehua, you are similar to the former Song Dynasty's Xiang Army!"
Zhu Zhanji's eyes lit up, and he felt that this analysis and processing method was really amazing.
In the Song Dynasty, once a disaster occurred, the court's way of dealing with it was to organize the victims into an army, and then eliminate the hidden dangers from the victims.
"But that's lazy politics!
In the end, the Xiang army of the former Song Dynasty became one of the culprits of dragging down the finances. ” Fang Xing intended to teach Ma Su, so he explained it very carefully.
"Don't let them be idle, but also give them hope in their hearts, so that even if there is any white lotus trouble, those victims will not be fooled."
After a catastrophe there is a catastrophe, not only in terms of disease and reconstruction, but also in the management of the victims.
And at this time, some forces that are usually not valued by the people come out.
With the help of the decadent and angry emotions of the victims, it is easy to bring up the chaos of war.
Zhu Zhanji was thoughtful, and Ma Su took out the ballpoint pen given by Fang Xing and recorded it in his notebook.
"Let's go, let's see the gun practice."
Fang Xing felt a little cold, so he shouted and took the two of them to the main house.
Outside the back wall of the main house, ten family members are raising their guns and aiming at them.
"It's a brick?"
Seeing a brick hanging under those guns, Zhu Zhanji felt that he was really eye-opening.
Fang Xing said with a smile: "Readers can still hang their wrists when they practice calligraphy, the same reason, if you want to ensure accuracy and durability, you need to practice more, and you need to increase the difficulty of practice." ” Xin Laoqi supervised from the side, and the big stick in his hand struck the family members with lower and lower muzzles from time to time.
"Rest!"
Fang Xing's arrival gave the family a short rest.
"Hello young master."
After a neat shout, all the family members sat down and drank from the kettle.
Xin Laoqi ran over and said with a smile: "Young Master, why are you here?"
” Fang Xing said: "I'll take a look at the results of your training, how about it, can you try it now?"
” "No problem."
Xin Laoqi said confidently, and then he called the family members and lined up the team in three rows.
"This is Mu Ying's tactics!"
Zhu Zhanji said with some excitement: "Back then, King Qianning used this method to restrain the elephant soldiers when he was in YN, but I didn't expect Brother Dehua to do the same!"
” The king of Qianning is Mu Ying, the righteous son of Zhu Yuanzhang, and the ancestor of the Mu family who has guarded YN for generations.
Fang Xing shook his head and said, "King Qianning's three-stage shot is just to continuously frighten the elephant soldiers, and I'm targeting the enemy. ” "Young Master, get ready."
At this time, Xin Laoqi had already led people to erect all the targets, and then began to line up strictly according to the distance of 100 meters.
There are three rows of family members, four people in the first row, and three people in the last two rows, Xin Laoqi is holding a Tang knife and commanding on the side.
Fang Xing held down the timer and waved his hand, "Let's start!"
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” Xin Laoqi's Tang knife was raised, then swung down, shouting: "First row, salvo!"
” "Bang bang bang!"
As soon as he finished speaking, four gunshots rang out almost in no particular order, followed by smoke.
After the first row of family members finished firing a salvo, they neatly retreated to the rear and began to reload.
And the three housekeepers in the second row were in front at this time.
"Second row, salvo!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Third row, salvo!"
"Bang bang bang!"
After the three rows of salvos were fired, the four men from the original first row had already loaded their lead bullets and walked to the front.
"Volley!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Volley!"
“……” When the ten rounds were fired, the air in front of me was filled with gunsmoke, and it was almost impossible to see the opposite scene.
"Check the weapon!"
In the smoke, Xin Laoqi shouted loudly, and then the family members began to check the muskets in their hands, and used cloth towels to clean up the residue on the pipe wall.
A wave of slaughter is also pervasive, even if there are only eleven people, but it makes people have an unrivaled momentum.
"Ahem, ahem!"
Forced by this murderous aura, and smelling the pungent gunsmoke, Ma Su couldn't help coughing.
Zhu Zhanji raised his binoculars and stared blankly at the sparse wooden targets that had been beaten, imagining in his mind what it would be like to face the cavalry onslaught.
"One husband should be the pass, one man should be the pass!"
Zhu Zhanji put down the binoculars and said excitedly: "If there are thousands of such sergeants, Brother Dehua, the aliens on the grassland will never dare to peep south!"
” Fang Xing fanned away the smoke in front of him, looked at the timer in his hand, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The density of the firepower is not enough, it would be better if the intermediate links could be accelerated a little more." ” Isn't that good enough?
Zhu Zhanji has seen the Shenji Battalion in Jinling, and those sergeants are also skilled, but compared with these families, it seems a little inadequate.
When Fang Xing heard this, he immediately drew a cake for Zhu Zhanji.
"If the middle link can be speeded up, then even if the cavalry rushes into battle, it can keep the enemy out of the battle line!"
"Keep practicing!"
Dropping these words, Fang Xing and a few people left here.