"Yunfei, do you still need to train?"

Zhang Tianfu felt a little distressed as he watched two thousand fire and thunder bombs being thrown after one round of training.

"Practice or don't practice. When the time comes for the battlefield, the brothers will have fire and thunder bombs but don't know how to use them. Wouldn't it be more wasteful?"

Zhu Yunfei said with a calm face and firm eyes.

After the success of the experiment with fire and thunder bombs, in just one month, Zhu Yunfei invested all the money supported by Zhang Tianlu and Wang Zhu into the workshop.

He made use of the gunpowder resources in the army and gathered a group of craftsmen and soldiers.

Using the assembly line production method, more than 13,200 fire and thunder bombs were produced.

But this is also Zhu Yunfei's current limit, because all the money and materials he has on hand have been used up.

Without money, you can't buy raw materials, you can't pay craftsmen, and naturally you can't produce.

"Cheer up your spirits and continue training."

A thousand cavalry soldiers, led by Li Hu, roared to start a new round of training.

Most of these thousand cavalry are private soldiers under Zhu Yunfei and Zhang Tianlu's tent, and the other part are elite soldiers selected from the army.

Everyone was skilled in bow and horse, and each person carried a cloth bag on his back, containing stones for training, simulating the use of throwing fire and thunder bombs.

Zhu Yunfei's training plan is to first master the throwing skills and then conduct live-fire drills.

A thousand people have been training for more than half a month, and today Zhu Yunfei visited the training ground in person to check out the live-fire drill.

After this round of live ammunition was thrown, the successful explosion rate of two thousand fire and thunder bombs reached over 90%.

"Li Hu, continue the next round of training, and each person will throw two more fire bombs."

Although Zhu Yunfei was also distressed, the fire and thunder bombs were used for training.

But without live ammunition training, the soldiers would not be able to master how to use it.

You must know that simulated stone throwing training is ultimately a dead thing. Only live-fire drills can overcome some unexpected disadvantages on the battlefield.

"Attack, drop bombs." Li Hu pulled the reins of his horse, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted loudly.

A thousand cavalry soldiers galloped up, lined up in a line, and the soldiers on horseback quickly took out fire bombs from their backpacks, lit them and threw them.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The scene of two thousand fire and thunder bombs exploding one after another was no less than the roar of twenty Hongyi cannons.

Suddenly, the training ground was filled with dust and smoke, and the momentum was truly astonishing.

"kill!"

Li Hu, who led the team, wore two levels of armor and an iron helmet, brandished a sword and roared.

The cavalry soldiers drew out their wild goose-wing knives from their waists and rushed into the smoke.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Wave after wave of shouts of killing came from the charging cavalry phalanx.

It has to be said that the momentum of this wave of charge is not inferior to the charge posture of the Jiannu Cavalry.

"Yunfei, this momentum is quite good. I think the brothers will be able to fight for a while if the Tatars come."

Zhang Tianfu, who reined in his horse and stood next to Zhu Yunfei, looked at the momentum of Li Hu leading the cavalry in charge drills and smiled proudly.

"I have the momentum, but I still need to practice more. The Tatars are not easy to deal with." Zhu Yunfei smiled lightly, still a little dissatisfied.

Because the memory in his body told him that the combat effectiveness of the Jiannu Eight Banners Cavalry was definitely superior.

"By the way, tell your brother to ask the kitchen to provide extra meals for the brothers tonight. They must eat meat."

Zhu Yunfei was satisfied with Li Hu's hard work, but with such high-intensity training, the soldiers' physical strength would be too much if they could not have a full stomach.

"Eating meat again? We still have money," Zhang Tianfu replied with a grimace.

"Then I don't care, let Brother Tianlu figure out his own solution. Who makes him our immediate boss?" Zhu Yunfei said domineeringly.

"Yes, you are the master. My brother is a general, but he still has to listen to you as a general." Zhang Tianfu could only lament when he thought of the ugly look on his brother Zhang Tianlu's face after he returned.

"The day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I heard that the Ministry of War has once again sent documents to supervise the war. The decisive battle is not far away."

"If we don't let our brothers have enough to eat and drink now, who will help us fight against the Jian slaves tomorrow?"

"Okay, what you said makes sense." Zhang Tianfu sighed: "But don't think about it, my brother is not the commander in charge of this mountain city."

"We want to use military pay to provide extra meals for the cavalry, and we have to get Deputy General Huang Bangzhen to nod."

"I'll go to Huang Bangzhen and tell him that when we were in Tongguan, if my cousin (Cao Wenzhao) hadn't rushed to his aid, this old boy would have been beaten by the invading army."

Zhu Yunfei, a thousand-year-old general, was able to march sideways in Lianshan City and turn around the regiments controlled by General Zhang Tianlu and Guerrilla General Wang Zhu.

Even if there is a big tree like the Cao family, you must know that Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao, uncle and nephew, were also registered fierce generals before the Emperor Long case.

Although Cao Wenzhao died in battle for many years, Cao Bianjiao, the chief military officer, was still active on the front line.

"With your help, this will definitely happen." Zhang Tianfu immediately changed his smile.

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a sudden heavy rain that lasted for several days.

Because of the flash flood, the grain transport team sent to Songshan was delayed in Lianshan for several days.

Wang Qilong, the Ming army general in charge of transporting grain, was so anxious that he stamped his feet in Lianshan City.

Zhang Tianlu personally led three thousand soldiers and horses in the city to build roads for the grain transport team in the heavy rain.

Even Zhang Tianfu and Li Hu brought their cavalry up to help.

"Wang Shou Bei, how many days should the food be delivered to the front line of Songshan?" Zhu Yunfei, who stayed behind in the camp, saw that it was only delayed for three days, and Wang Qilong, the general who delivered the food, jumped in panic.

Zhang Tianlu also had to lead his troops to repair the road in the rain, which made him feel a little incredible.

After all, grain and grass are stored in Bijia Mountain, less than a hundred miles away from Songshan City, and only thirty miles away from Lianshan.

"The 110,000 troops ahead need 1,500 kilograms of food every day, and they need to be delivered once every ten days. Inspector Hong has strict orders. If you delay for one day, you will be punished."

Wang Zhu explained: "Now that we have been delayed for three days, no matter what the reason is, Wang Qilong will not be punished this time. Do you think he can be in a hurry?"

After listening to Wang Zhu's explanation, Zhu Yunfei understood the pros and cons.

"Wang Shoubei, if I remember correctly, Bijia Mountain should be close to the sea. Is such a place suitable for storing grain?" Although Bijia Mountain is only thirty miles away from Lianshan, Zhu Yunfei has never been there.

However, from the map Zhang Tianfu found for him and the maps of later generations in his mind, Zhu Yunfei knew that Beacon Mountain belonged to the offshore area.

Even at high tide, Beacon Mountain looks like an isolated island offshore.

Zhu Yunfei really couldn't figure out why Hong Chengchou didn't put the military rations in Lianshan, but in Beacon Mountain.

"Yunfei doesn't know something. Our army's food and grass mainly come from the Jiangnan area. Because of the long distance, relying on human transportation alone is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it is really inconvenient."

"So your Majesty listened to the advice of the Water Transport Yamen. The military rations shipped from the south of the Yangtze River are transported by sea. This saves much time and effort than by land."

Wang Zhu was not surprised to see that Zhu Yunfei didn't understand the reason.

"I see." Zhu Yunfei suddenly smiled and said: "So, Bijia Mountain on the seaside is suitable for ships to berth."

"Yes, I heard that the Superintendent also said so." Wang Zhu nodded in agreement.

Zhu Yunfei and Wang Zhu had a casual chat, and they were just curious for a moment, but they didn't take this matter seriously.

When he returned to his residence, he spread out the map of Liaodong in his hand and looked at it carefully.

During this period of time, he had read this map more than a hundred times. Judging from Hong Chengchou's marching formation map, there were almost no loopholes.

But in history, why was the Ming army defeated in the Battle of Songjin and Hong Chengchou, the Ming army commander, was captured and surrendered?

What exactly happened?

This is a question Zhu Yunfei has been thinking about recently, and he has just now produced a batch of fire and thunder bombs.

So he planned to take a batch of fire and thunder bombs to Songshan after the rain stopped in two days to let his cousin Cao Bianjiao experience the power of the fire and thunder bombs.

I just took this opportunity to go to the front line to check the specific situation.

"The tide ebbs and flows. I remember that when the tide ebbs, there will be a beach several miles wide on the coastline." Standing in front of the window, Zhu Yunfei looked at the dripping raindrops outside the window, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

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"What would happen if the Qing army learned about the Ming army's grain garrison at Bijia Mountain and attacked them along the beach?"

Zhu Yunfei thought about this situation and murmured to himself. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense.

At present, the main force of the Ming army is gathered in Songshan, Tashan and Xingshan outside Jinzhou City. The Qing army has no chance to take advantage of it.

But if the Qing army raided the Ming army's grain and grass, considering the current situation of the Ming army in Liaodong, they would not be able to raise food in a short time.

As the saying goes, before the three armies move, food and grass will go first.

If the Ming army's food and fodder were once robbed, even a million-strong army would have no choice but to collapse.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunfei couldn't sit still anymore and rushed out.
To be continued...