Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

In the twenty-four years of Guangde, the Japanese invasion of the southeast coastal area became more and more raging.

At the beginning of the fourteenth century, the Wa Kingdom, separated by only one sea from the Dayang Dynasty, entered the period of division of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Just last year, the Northern Dynasties unified the Japanese country. The southern dynasty warriors, frustrated politicians and ronin lost their support, so they lived on the sea, occupied the islands, and from time to time invaded the coastal areas of Dayang to carry out armed smuggling, looting and burning of piracy, so they were called Japanese pirates.

Internal and external troubles, people’s livelihood, and the treasury lacked money. In addition, Emperor Guangde was not in good health during this period. Just paving the way for Meng Zezhi had exhausted most of his energy, and there was really no time to take care of other things, so he was more subjectively inclined. The proposal of Gan Zhengfu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Households, imposes a sea ban.

Meng Zezhi persuaded: "Father, you must never give in. Blindly retreat will only promote the power of the bandits. Now the Japanese bandits are just a small group of forces, and they dare to commit more than ten looting incidents within a month, and wait for them to develop. When you grow up, don't you dare to attack cities and land in a blink of an eye."

Seeing Meng Zezhi standing up, Lu Zhenxiang, Shangshu from the Ministry of Industry, followed up and said: "Long live, what His Royal Highness King Ning said is that once these Japanese pirates become forces and endanger the coastal transportation, the consequences will be unimaginable. Not to mention the implementation of the sea ban. What should tens of thousands of fishermen do?"

Seeing Meng Ze knowing that he was digging a hole for himself, the Eighth Prince was happy to fuel the flames, he immediately said: "My son thought that Lord Lu's words were extremely correct, and his father, the emperor, has worked hard for more than ten years, and finally defeated Dart completely in Guangde twenty years. Yao, a shame before it, promotes my imperial power. Now just because the navy is unfavorable, the imperial court avoids and fears the battle. If it spreads out, how should the people of the world view my court?

How did Emperor Guangde not understand these truths? In his opinion, the root of Yang Dynasty lies in agriculture, and the output of agriculture is enough to feed the Dynasty. The most important thing is that it took five full years to fight Tatar, but the Japanese pirates were at sea, watching the wind, and they were more mobile. How long would it take to get rid of them? Guangde thought I dare not think about it.

It was Meng Zezhi who was the main player. For a while, Emperor Guangde couldn't guess what he was thinking. After covering his mouth and coughing heavily, he could only prevaricate: "This matter is of great importance. Later Discuss again, let me think about it again."

In the next dynasty, Emperor Guangde recruited Meng Zezhi to the Palace of the Qing Dynasty.

Meng Zezhi opened the door: "Father, my son wants to train with this group of Japanese pirates."

"What?" Emperor Guangde's words were blocked by Meng Zezhi's words.

To say that it is useless, Meng Zezhi directly took Guangde Emperor to the firearms bureau of Xishan.

There was only one exit, and in a valley surrounded by cliffs, dozens of muskets were released. After a loud bang, a row of sixty meters (one meter is 3.3 meters) away was dressed in cotton armor. (A kind of armor inlaid with iron sheets on a thick cotton or silk cloth and fixed with copper nails) The wooden man fell at the sound.

When the soldiers took the wooden men over and took a look, they saw that the cotton armor on the wooden men's body was covered with dense bullet holes. After opening the cotton armor, the projectiles had completely submerged into the wooden men's body.

Meng Zezhi said: "This is a smooth-bore flint musket, with a range of about 80 feet, a fast rate of fire, and low recoil. This is a rifle (shotgun) with an effective range of about 90 feet. The loading is very slow, but accurate. The degree is relatively high. This is a flintlock (pistol) with a range of less than thirty-five feet. The advantage is that the cost is relatively low."

These are the only things Meng Zezhi can make in this era of poverty and backwardness, which almost exhausted his abilities.

As for the more lethal artillery, don't even think about it. The cost is too expensive.

Just for this firearms bureau, within five months, Meng Zezhi had already smashed three hundred thousand taels of silver in it, and almost half of the skilled craftsmen in the north were here.

Fortunately, at this time, Western countries are generally still dealing with cold weapons. It is conservatively estimated that these three types of muskets are large enough to make a fortune for two hundred years.

Emperor Guangde certainly understood the meaning of this.

In addition to bed crossbows, the best heavy crossbows currently equipped by the Dayang Chao army have a range of only 70 feet, not to mention ordinary crossbows. A well-trained archer can shoot arrows. Fifty feet is pretty good.

After a while, Emperor Guangde was relieved. He asked, his voice slightly hoarse: "How many muskets can be made in a month?"

"In return to the emperor, the smoothbore flint muskets can make 400 shots a month, 100 rifles, and 150 flintlocks."

"How about the cost?"

Meng Zezhi must answer any questions: "The cost of a smooth-bore flint musket is about twelve silver dollars if the craftsman’s wages are taken away, the rifle is fifteen twenty-six dollars, and the flintlock is four taels. For ammunition, use smooth-bore flint. Take a musket as an example. The cost of a base 100 rounds is one, two, eight and three cents."

Emperor Guangde shifted his gaze from the muskets held by the soldiers to the busy workers not far away, with a clear heart and a complex expression.

If these things had come out decades earlier, maybe he wouldn't have been run away by the Tatars.

He had no intention of asking more questions, let alone asking why Meng Zezhi had concealed so many things from him.

After all, he has already identified Meng Zezhi as the heir, not to mention that this is the son of him and Zitong. The better Meng Zezhi performs, the more he should be at ease.

—This is also the main reason why Meng Zezhi dared to bring Emperor Guangde here.

Thinking of this, Emperor Guangde's mood opened up a bit, and he nodded: "In this case, I'm sure about the Pingwa."

The next day, Emperor Guangde allocated 300,000 taels of silver from the internal money for military expenses, with General Zhaoyi and Taitou Camp General Liu Wenshan as the commander, Zheng Guogong's son Qian Boyu as the supervising army, and the fifth army camp and Taitou camp as the commander. Three thousand soldiers and horses each, and eighty Dengzhou warships and five thousand naval forces entered the southeast coast to conquer Japanese pirates.

Liu Wenshan is the elder brother of the wife of the prefect of Wenzhou Prefecture, and the wife of the prefect of Wenzhou Prefecture is the business partner that Meng Zezhi introduced to him on the night of the housewarming.

Zheng Guogong's mansion is the filial family of Empress Qian, and Meng Ze is well known as the mother's family of righteousness. In terms of seniority, he should call Qian Boyu uncle.

The fifth army camp is Zhao Lingwu's soldiers and horses. He originally wanted to push Zhao Yijing to be the head coach, but Meng Zezhi took his protagonist as the most important thing, and he even needed Zhao Yijing to stay in the capital.

The current Zhao Yijing was arranged by Meng Zezhi to be the commander of the Jingwei commander and the third-rank commander. The commander of the Jingwei commander is mainly responsible for guarding the capital and guarding the palace.

Before the army started, Meng Zezhi met Qian Boyu, the son of Zheng Guogong, in the study of Prince Ning's mansion.

"Liu Wenshan, General Liu is also mine. If you have anything, uncle may wish to discuss with him more."

"Yes." Qian Boyu said respectfully.

"Weihe Shipyard has more than 40 new sea ships that I secretly built. After you arrive in Fujian, you will recruit crews on the spot, and then combine these more than forty sea ships with the 80 warships of Dengzhouwei. Form a fleet to fight against the Japanese pirates. This is to prepare for the maritime trade plan." Meng Zezhi pushed the wooden box at hand to him: "This is a voucher for taking the ship."

Compared with others, as Meng Ze's well-known uncle, Qian Boyu, who is also shrewd and powerful, is obviously more trusted by him. After all, the other party is the one who is least likely to betray him.

"Yes." Qian Boyu didn't ask much. He could see it. Meng Zezhi is a very independent person. Since he doesn't hope to affect him with family affection, he can do things down-to-earth.

On March 28th, the army was pulled out, accompanied by the three hundred guards who belonged to the Ning Palace and later served as guards in the Firearms Bureau. In addition to escorting the 1,500 muskets and 5,000 base ammunition, they also Part-time professor conquered the task of using muskets by the army.

As for the Firearms Bureau, Emperor Guangde transferred a thousand followers from Shenjiying.

When the war broke out on the coast, Emperor Guangde became ill again in the Forbidden City.

This time, the condition was fierce, but after a few days, Emperor Guangde couldn't get out of bed. Before he passed out, he ordered Meng Ze to know the country.

When the news came out, some were happy and some were worried.

It didn't take long for Emperor Guangde to celebrate his birthday. Gan Zhengfu, Shangshu from the Household Department, proposed to convene a grand birthday banquet for Emperor Guangde.

Meng Zezhi took a deep look at him and agreed.

Just as the eighth prince wanted to kill all of Meng Zezhi's people at the birthday banquet, Meng Zezhi also had the idea of ​​doing it once and for all.

The capital was also in chaos.

Everyone knows that wind and rain are coming.

On the birthday banquet, Emperor Guangde turned around unexpectedly.

The officials were shocked at the unusually ruddy face of Emperor Shang Guang De.

After appreciating the birthday gift presented by the civil and military officials, I watched "Wen Tianxiang" again. Xu Shi had a good time. Emperor Guangde waved back some of the actors, looked around, and said slowly: "I take Liangde and inherit Sipi Ji, for twenty-four years, Yu Zizhen..."

Hearing this, the officials immediately got up from their seats and knelt to the ground.

"...I know that there is not much time, so I will take this good day to do the funeral together, Tao An, declare the decree."

"Long live!" all the officials cried out in pain.

Tao An immediately unfolded the imperial decree in his hand and sang: "Since ancient times, the emperor has ruled the world, and respecting the heaven and Dharma ancestors must be the first task, and respecting the heavens and Dharma ancestors is based on the sincerity. Sincere heart is not allowed to breathe. I work hard every day..."

"...The Taizu created the foundation, and it is the most important thing. Yuanliang is the heir, not for a long time. My five sons Shian, filial piety, Empress Qian, Qiyi Yinghui, Kecheng Zongzi, hereby stand as the crown prince. Notice Chinese and foreign, the salty ambassador knows.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live."

Above the hall, the five princes were ecstatic, but they couldn't show it, they looked a little distorted.

"Father is really partial!"

The Eighth Prince stood up slowly and said with a sneer.

Behind him, with a bang, a flare rushed into the sky.

In a short while, there was a buzzing sound of horseshoes and fighting from afar, which made people feel chilling.

Emperor Guangde's face sank: "Niezi, do you want to rebel?"

The Eighth Prince sneered: "Father, isn't this all you forcing me?"

He gritted his teeth: "You gave me hope and drove me into the abyss with your own hands."

Emperor Guangde hated iron but steel: "As long as you have a little love for the people, I won't make such a choice."

He didn't want to say any more, and immediately shouted: "Come here, take this evil barrier to me—"

The whole house of guards and eunuchs did not move.

"You, you?" Emperor Guangde was about to split.

"Father, don't toss about it. If there is no perfect preparation, would I dare to do this?"

As he said, the Eighth Prince looked at Meng Zezhi with a smug look: "Do you think that as long as I replace my manpower in the palace, I can rest assured, naive-you probably didn't expect it, Hube Shangshu, Gan Zhengfu, and Tao An, the chief **** next to my father's emperor, is actually my person, so the guards you worked so hard to replace are actually my person."

Meng Zezhi's face was gloomy.

With that said, the eighth prince stepped up to the imperial stage and stood still on the dragon chair. With an expression of resentment towards Emperor Guangde, he approached Emperor Guangde's ear and said with a voice that was only enough for the two of them to hear: "The imperial physician who diagnosed your pulse is also mine, otherwise you think why you suddenly became seriously ill."

Emperor Guangde was about to split his canthus, and tremblingly pointed at him: "You, you, beast..." unexpectedly poisoned him.

He was furious: "King Jinwei, kill this beast who has forgotten his ancestors and is unfaithful and unfilial."

With that, a few black guards sprang out from the corner of the hall, and rushed towards the Eighth Prince in an instant.

"I see who dares—"

The author has something to say:

Meng Zezhi: See if my thigh is thick or not?

Lu Li: …(Moves his eyes aside for half a minute)

The content of the edict was taken from the edicts of Shunzhi and Kangxi emperors of the Qing Dynasty. Since no one was found from the Ming Dynasty, it will be used.