Chapter 42 The outside world "That's not a hurry."
Zhu Bayi smiled and shook his head slightly.
After several months of adjustment, he also felt that the Red Turban Army's current military formation method was not suitable for the battlefield.
However, the formation method of the Red Scarf Army was copied from the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and there are ready-made examples to follow.
As a general under Sesame Li, if he arbitrarily moved the three-three or three-four system from another time and space, it is hard to say whether he would be able to adapt to the current war model.
A hater who tampered with the military system and had ulterior motives would definitely I can't run away again.
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With Zhao Jun using this Xuzhou Army Commander Shi Tiantian who likes to find faults in eggs to watch, even if Ivanov comes out with lies at this moment, Zhu Bayi will not easily touch the army establishment.
But he didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the old mercenary too much.
After thinking about it, he added with a smile: "You have just arrived and you don't understand the situation yet.
Wait for two days and follow Xu Baihu for a while.
We will wait for our Zuo Army's Once you understand the situation clearly, it won’t be too late to give me some advice.”
"Then, follow your orders."
Ivanov has been fighting for half his life and has served no less than twenty generals.
Although his temper is a bit unruly, he has still learned a little bit about the basic skills of observing words and emotions.
Seeing Zhu Bashi interrupting himself twice, he knew that he had not yet fully gained the other party's trust.
Then he bowed, shut his mouth and stopped making random ideas.
"What's going on over there in Europa right now?
That's the name, I'm talking about your hometown."
Zhu Ba11 took him under his account, but it wasn't just to train troops for himself.
After thinking for a while, he continued to ask.
"My hometown is not yet Europe."
This was the second time in one day that I heard familiar words from Zhu Bayi.
Surprised, Ivanov felt very cordial and immediately became happy and responded loudly.
"You have to cross the Great Caucasus Mountains.
But I have been fighting in Europe for the past ten years.
It was not until the summer of last year that I saved enough money to buy a ranch and return to my hometown."
When he talked about going home, his face became sad again.
The money he saved was enough to buy a ranch whose edges were invisible to the naked eye, based on the price when he left his hometown.
However, when he returned to his hometown, he found that the price of the ranch had increased tenfold, and the money on hand was only enough to buy a palm-sized piece.
And they also have to pay taxes to the church, to the Grand Duke, and to the tens of thousands of households sent by the Golden Horde.
As a last resort, he had to accept the Grand Duke's employment and took up arms again.
Then, together with other conscripted soldiers, they were sent to the capital of the Golden Horde, and then meandered eastward for more than four months, arriving at a completely unfamiliar transition.
Apart from the need to learn the language again, the conditions here are much better than serving as a soldier in Europa.
The food is delicious, the climate has four distinct seasons, and the discipline requirements are not too strict.
And there are no unscrupulous churches to collect tithes.
It's a pity that the first time he went into battle, he was captured by the "enemy".
It was still unknown whether he would be able to return alive in the future.
"Don't be anxious, ten years have passed in a flash."
Zhu Bayi could feel the melancholy in veteran Youzi's heart.
He patted the man's shoulder and comforted him with a smile, "Besides, you don't have a penny now, even if If you go back to your hometown, you won’t be able to live a good life.”
"I will help people build houses," Ivanov immediately raised his hand and emphasized loudly.
After finishing the sentence, he couldn't help but sigh again.
There were not many people in my hometown, and over the years they have been exploited by the church and the nobles.
The ordinary people are so poor that they have no spare money to build houses.
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And the wealthy masters can go to the big cities to hire craftsmen.
A superb craftsman, who would look down on an old mercenary like him?
Suddenly, he discovered that apart from working for Governor Zhu in front of him, there was no place in the world for him.
Ivanov couldn't help grinning and said with a wry smile: "The Governor is right.
If I go back now, even if I don't die on the way, I will starve to death at home.
I'd better follow you, at least there is hope."
"Okay, let's not talk about this."
Zhu Bayi smiled and patted his shoulder again, bringing the topic back to the topic, "I'm curious if you can give me a general introduction to what Europa is like."
"It's very boring.
There are wars everywhere.
Where there are no wars, there is a plague.
Everyone in a city will die in the blink of an eye."
Ivanov thought for a while and responded with a sigh.
"The descendants of the French and the Normans have been fighting for a full ten years.
The war was temporarily suspended because of the Black Death.
The Ottomans in the east are pressing forward step by step and are about to reach Constantinople, but the local area The peasants are still busy resisting taxes, several lords are plotting against each other, and no one can care about external affairs."
As he spoke, he secretly looked at Zhu Bayi's expression.
He was very curious as to why this young rebel commander was so interested in the affairs of Europa.
He was not at all like the senior officials of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty he had met before, who always thought they were living in peace.
In the center of the whole world Zhu Ba11 knows very little about the history of Europe during this period, but this little is relative to the Chinese in the 21st century.
Compared with the Chinese in the mid-fourteenth century, whether he was a well-educated scholar or an ordinary layman, his pitiful knowledge of world history could be regarded as extremely profound.
While listening to Ivanov's introduction, he compared what he understood and nodded frequently.
When he encountered some areas where he was really confused, the few questions he asked brought up the point exactly.
After chatting like this for about half a stick of incense, Ivanov no longer bothered to peek at his expression.
Instead, he opened his mouth wide and knelt down straight, "Great prophet, Ivanov shouldn't doubt you.
Ivanov asks you to be magnanimous, forgive, and forgive Ivanov’s stupidity.
Ivanov is willing to be your slave, follow you all his life, and use his life to defend your safety and your glory.”
After that, according to the etiquette I learned from somewhere, my hands, feet and head fell down at the same time, and my whole body fell to the ground.
"Get up, get up."
Zhu Bayi didn't know that the names of several European countries and places he casually said could actually have the effect of "shocking the tiger's body".
He was stunned, and used both hands to push Ivanov away.
Pull up from the ground.
"I just, just read a lot of books, just a few books, not a prophet."
"Your servant has been in Dayuan for more than two years, and he has never met anyone more knowledgeable than you.
He has never heard of any book that introduces the current situation of Europa."
Ivanov did not dare to struggle hard.
But he insisted not to believe Zhu Bayi's explanation.
"Oh, really.
Then let me think about it.
It should be a few years ago that a passing missionary told me about Europa."
Zhu Bayi hated pretending, so he hesitated and made up casually. .
"Even as a missionary, the places he has traveled are extremely limited.
It is impossible to know more than you."
Ivanov firmly refused to believe it and continued to refute in a low voice.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his feet wearing iron boots were suddenly stepped on hard by Xu Hongsan.
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"Yeah" Although it didn't hurt, it still made him slightly stunned, and he could no longer say any doubts.
But he secretly thought to himself: "No wonder people around the city say that the Governor is the incarnation of an angel in the human world.
Even if this rumor is exaggerated, the Governor at least has received an oracle.
He is closer to God than those sodomites in the church.
"much more" Caucasians have been practicing Orthodox Christianity since the 11th century.
Although they have been heavily invaded by Muslims in recent decades, the Mongolian rulers are not very interested in the theory of God.
But among the people, the Orthodox Church still has a huge influence.
Even people who never go to church believe in the existence of God, prophets, and archangels.
Therefore, when encountering something that you cannot understand, you will instinctively rely on miracles.
When Zhu Bayi saw Ivanov's expression, he knew that the discussion on European history would no longer be possible in a short time.
Fortunately, by this time he already understood almost everything.
He knew that the Hundred Years War between England and France had just begun, Spain and Portugal had not yet risen, and Constantinople had not yet fallen to the Ottoman Empire.
Of course, there will not be an Age of Discovery in a short time, let alone an Eight-Nation Alliance.
There is no Eight-Nation Alliance, and his desire to imitate a certain Japanese soldier who carries foreign self-respect has completely failed.
What he can get from Europe at this moment, apart from the team combat skills mastered by the old mercenary in front of him, is probably the simplest firearms.
Knowledge.
Thinking of this, he picked up the musket box from the desk, opened the lid of the box in front of Xu Hongsan and Ivanov, pointed to the copper musket inside and asked: "Ivan, this thing, you used to Have you seen the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty in Europe?
I mean, how much have you seen since you came to China?"
"Hand gun" Ivanov's eyes suddenly lit up.
He grabbed the musket from the box, held it in his hand, and gestured back and forth out the window, making "bang bang" sounds in his mouth.
"This is not for you to play around with.
The adults are asking you something."
Xu Hongsan immediately slapped him in the face and reminded him loudly.
"Ah" Ivanov screamed exaggeratedly, quickly put the gun back into the box, and nodded in response, "I have seen it before, not only in Yuan Dynasty, but also in Europe.
It is bigger than this and looks similar.
But this thing is not It's so easy to use.
It can't penetrate armor at a distance of ninety cubits, which is what you call thirty steps.
It's also very troublesome to load.
It's not as easy to use as a bow and arrow.
You can use it as soon as you get up" Note 1 "Only thirty steps" Zhu Bayi heard this and immediately knew that he had been deceived by Li Si.
This blunderbuss looks to be well-made, but its actual power is about the same as the blunderbuss I blew up some time ago.
It's only suitable for showing off to scare people.
That is to say, someone like me who has integrated the memory of another world and has a bad temper when talking about guns will be fooled by Li Si's guy.
If it had been any other person at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been fooled.
"His grandma was tricked by the Internet again."
Thinking of this, Zhu Bayi couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.
Who said the ancients were easy to coax, how come I was put in a series of tricks by the ancients?
Looking at the world and traveling through history, in terms of degree of unlucky, I am afraid that I am not the first, but can also be ranked in the top three.
We Zhu, why are we so unlucky?
Note 1: In Europe in the fourteenth century, the unit of measurement was the cubit.
Approximately one cubit is about 52 to 53 centimeters.
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