At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 552 The First Battle

During this period of time, Rui was the busiest.

Every day I have to recruit workers, publicize enlightenment, and popularize Sinology. I am very busy.

As for those who have already come to the construction site to participate in the construction, after work, Jinshi from the Academy of Sciences will take turns to teach, starting with the simplest Chinese characters.

However, the locals are not interested in sinology, they only have white rice and wages in their eyes.

Belin thought of a way to join the assessment system, as long as she could recognize ten characters, she would be rewarded with an extra copper coin.

The local currency is similar to that of Ming Dynasty. There are copper coins, silver coins and gold coins. Copper coins are the smallest currency unit, and the purchasing power in the local area is roughly equivalent to a meal.

Since the introduction of this award, everyone's enthusiasm for learning has obviously increased.

Think about it, a group of poor people who can’t afford to wear trousers, even if they go out to work and can eat enough, their wives and children are still hungry. At this time, even a small copper coin is life-saving money.

"Read after me, big and small."

"size."

"Day, month."

"Day, month."

"The sun and the moon are Ming. Remember, we are all citizens of Ming. The next group is male and female."

"men and women……"

There are people teaching on a daily basis in the Academy of Sciences. For these Jinshi masters, writing stereotypes or making inventions are all at their fingertips. However, it is indeed difficult to teach people to be enlightened.

Because the people here have no foundation at all, worse than the three-year-old children in Daming.

Tong Xuan is the one who is giving the lecture today. He wrote down ten words casually, and began to teach patiently.

Fortunately, there are rewards and discounts, and most people work hard to learn.

Among them was a young man named Ma Lanqi, who was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was the fastest learner and could already communicate in the simplest way. He was soon promoted to class representative.

"It's just these ten words today, Ma Lanqi, take everyone to review, and get out of class will be dismissed when you learn it."

"Yes, Mr. Tong!"

After performing a student salute, he led everyone to recite the ten characters he had just learned over and over again.

Tong Xuan took out the manuscript of wind power generation and continued his research.

This place is relatively dry, the summer is extremely hot, and the precipitation is mostly concentrated in late autumn. Usually, there is a lot of wind and sand. The soldiers of the [-] Battalion dug several wells, and the water level is very deep.

As the leader of the Electric Power Research Institute, Tong Xuan quickly thought that if wind energy could be used efficiently, groundwater could be pumped to provide daily drinking and farmland irrigation for urban areas.

The biggest problem now is that the infrastructure is too backward, and all equipment and parts need to be built from scratch, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Three days ago, the exploration team discovered an iron ore and tried to make iron with local methods. The effect was not bad, but the production capacity was too low, and the pig iron produced by calcining had too many impurities.

However, everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you take the first step, the rest will be easy.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

There was a sudden shout from behind, Tong Xuan turned around and saw Rui running over panting.

"What did you say?"

"It's the Black Sheep Tribe, hurry...run!"

Rui ran all the way over, panting tiredly.

People in Tehran who are reading and literacy showed expressions of panic. Some people have already got up and prepared to go home for refuge.

"Don't panic!"

Tong Xuan put away the manuscript and asked, "Have you seen it clearly, is it indeed an enemy attack?"

"That's right, I saw the Black Sheep Flag, and I've already entered the city!"

"Where is it, why didn't I see it?"

"In the old city..."

Just as Rui finished speaking, a bell rang from the old town.

This is the cathedral's warning, and everyone is even more flustered. Their families are all in the old city, and they have just earned wages...

Tong Xuan remained calm and asked, "How many black sheep are here?"

"It's not Black Sheep, it's people from the Black Sheep Tribe, there are about 2000 of them, all cavalry!"

"There is nothing to be afraid of more than 2000 people. They all sit down and continue the class!"

Everyone looked at each other, and Ma Lanqi had no choice but to say: "Mr. Tong, the Black Sheep Tribe is brutal and murderous. Every time they come to rob, they will kill people and snatch women. We..."

"Even if you go home now, what's the use?"

"But……"

"Okay, listen to me, 2000 people are nothing to worry about, you continue to study!"

Before Tong Xuan finished speaking, he heard the whistle behind him, and then he saw the soldiers who usually carried bricks and earth with their bare arms gathered quickly.

A moment later, a team of about a hundred people was fully armed and galloped towards the old city.

Ma Lanqi was a little surprised. These people usually worked the same as him. Unexpectedly, when encountering a war, they immediately changed their appearances. Everyone's faces were full of murderous looks.

But... is this the end?
There are more than 2000 people on the other side, and they are still fierce cavalry, you just run over like this...

"Mr. Tong, why don't you see other troops moving?"

Ma Lanqi couldn't help asking out the doubts in his heart, and Rui also looked blank. After the Ming army arrived in Tehran, this was the first time they saw them conduct military operations. Although they didn't know how powerful they were, the difference in number was twenty times, isn't it? To die?
"enough!"

Tong Xuan said something lightly, and continued to study his manuscript with his head buried.

The Ming army was led by Yingcheng Bosun Jixian himself. This was the first battle based in Tehran, so the secret weapon was directly sacrificed.

In just a quarter of an hour, the team arrived in the old city. At this time, the cavalry holding the black sheep banner had just entered the city, ready to plunder.

"Machine gunner, get ready!"

In the team, five groups came to the designated position in front, quickly assembled the barrel and mount in their hands, and then loaded the bullets.

Five heavy machine guns were set up, and their black muzzles were aimed at the menacing black sheep army.

Next to each machine gun, there is a soldier carrying a bucket, ready to cool the barrel.

Pope Moravi hid in the cathedral, shivering, knelt down and prayed, hoping that God would grant protection, although he knew that this was impossible.

At least...you can protect yourself. Every time these people rob, they will not enter the church.

chug chu...

Just as Moravi was kneeling to pray, a strange sound suddenly came from outside.

It seems to be a musket, but the sound is very dense.

The people of the Black Sheep Tribe did have matchlock guns, but not so many.

What's even more strange is that the gunshots are too tight.

You know, even if hundreds of people fired with muskets, the sound would be chaotic and not so regular.

chug chu...

Just when he was surprised, the sound of muskets became more intensive, as impenetrable as raindrops.

what's the situation?
Moravi stood up tremblingly, hesitated again and again, but couldn't help but walked to the window of the church and looked up.

At this moment, he was stunned.

In front of the formation of the Ming army, there were five things that looked like muskets and cannons, spouting flames crazily.

(End of this chapter)