On the third day of March, that night, Yang Zhen, as the leader of the rescue mission to the north, had no chance to lie down and rest for almost the whole night.

Li Lu, Zhang Chen, and Zhang Degui came to Yang Zhen one after another. While reporting on the progress of each team's intense preparations, they also asked Yang Zhen for instructions on matters they were unsure about.

As the commander-in-chief of the advance battalion, Yang Zhen also served as the chief officer of the musketeers, but he himself had no time to directly take care of the preparations for the musketeers' journey north.

Fortunately, when he was presenting the flag in the morning, he made an impromptu decision and assigned adjutants to the chief officers of each team, otherwise he would have been even more busy.

However, even so, there are still many things that require his personal decision as the commander of the advance battalion and the commander of the musketeers.

After Zhang Guogan listened to what Yang Zhen said to them on the primary school ground, he seemed to have discovered a new world in his mind. He was crazy about changing the "match rope" ignition into "flint hair" ignition, and he was obsessed with transforming it.

"Rumi gun".

Therefore, all the preparations for the right wing of the Musketeers to set off northward were left to Zhang Chen regardless of the circumstances.

As the left-wing adjutant of the Musketeers and in charge of the team flag, Zhang Chen also believed that it was his unshirkable responsibility and took the initiative to shoulder this responsibility.

This time, Zhang Chen came to Yang Zhen to discuss matters concerning the left and right wings of the Musketeers.

"Sir! I have already arranged for someone to do the quantitative distribution of gunpowder. But there is another thing that cannot be delayed! After all, we will set off at dusk tomorrow. If it is later, it may be too late!

"Our musketeers have a total of forty Rumi guns. Including you, sir, the total is only forty-one! Although the Rumi guns have a long range and are powerful, I feel that the firepower of the forty-one Rumi guns alone is not enough."

I'm afraid it's not enough!

"Although the range and accuracy of the matchlock guns equipped by Ningyuan's army are not as good as the Lumi guns, they are better in number. When the critical moment comes, load and prepare them in advance. As long as the bullets are dense, the firepower cannot be underestimated!

"The structure of the matchlock gun is similar to that of the Lumi gun. If Zhang Guogan could transform the Rumi gun from a match rope ignition to a dragon head iron striking flint ignition, then those shotguns can also be used! What's more, the number of shotguns is large and the cost is low.

At the critical moment, just being able to fire a shot and kill one enemy is worth it!

"However, I'm a lowly official and can't be mobilized. Please tell General Zu if you can get another hundred and eighty shotguns and allocate them to the musketeers for backup!"

Zhang Chen's words made Yang Zhen nod his head repeatedly. He also understood the meaning of it. Lumi gunfire was powerful, but after all, the number was still too small.

In the wild, the Tatar cavalry arrived in an instant. Once the ammunition reloading speed could not keep up, even if it was equipped with a Lumi gun, if the firepower was interrupted at the critical moment, it would be little different from a fire stick.

At this time, the numerical advantage of ordinary matchlocks comes into play. As long as there are two hundred preloaded matchlocks, lighted matches, and kept at hand, the ammunition firepower of your own musketry team can be maintained for a period of time.

Continuously.

And this period of time does not need to be long. As long as it lasts for a quarter of an hour or two quarters of an hour, the damage done to the Tatars cannot be underestimated, and it can even turn the tide of a battle at a critical moment.

Taking this into consideration, Yang Zhen immediately asked for pen and ink paper, crookedly wrote the words "two hundred matchlock guns", signed his name, and immediately asked Yang Zhan'ao to take his flag and follow Zhang Chen.

Please ask Zu Keyong.

Zhang Chen had just been sent away, and Zhang Degui led Pan Wenmao and Yang Shen into Yang Zhen's residence.

"Sir! When did this happen?! Zu Keyong patted his chest and promised to give us the nine-headed bird we asked for, but not a single folangji came! I led Yang Shen to Commander Zu's residence

Until now, we have not seen Zu Keyong's face! Zu Dale led the Ningyuan Car and Artillery Battalion. There are all kinds of firearms in the camp, but we asked to see him in every possible way, but they just didn't meet us!

"Pan Wenmao caught Zu Keyong when he went to look for it at noon. After all, he finally gave him 800 kilograms of gunpowder! But the Lord also promised to give Li Lu's grenadiers another 400 kilograms! Not to mention the squatting cannon now.

If the Folang machine is not fully equipped, even if it is fully equipped in the next step, this little gunpowder will not be enough!"

"If we have more time, we can wait and see again! But now, we have all the manpower, but there is nothing to do, so the manpower is not in vain! Sir, take a look, do you want to go overnight?

Meet the Governor or Dr. Yuan! Tell me more!"

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Degui's loud voice rang out, but Yang Zhen immediately felt dizzy after hearing his words.

In fact, if Yang Zhen thought about it from another perspective, he could also understand Zu Keyong's current difficulties and sympathize with his difficulties.

Zu Keyong is an upright man, he thinks straight and straightforward, and his mind is relatively simple. He thought that with Zu Dashou and Fang Yizao's password, he would get some nine-headed birds, Folang machines, and tiger squatting cannons from Zu Dashou's army.

It's not that difficult.

But Yang Zhen knew very well that in this era, between different factions of the government and army, or even between different battalion heads of the same faction, everyone competed for resources, grabbed credit, intrigues, all kinds of pettiness, and so many dirty things.

Well, if we want to truly work together as one, and have everyone working for us, and one working for everyone, it is simply extremely difficult to achieve.

The things you want will not be given to you for free even if they are left unused.

Even if you go to rescue their own base camp or base area, if you don't have good interpersonal relationships and courtesy, they will still make things difficult for you.

"Don't worry, let's talk about it first. On the left and right wings of your artillery team, how many Nine-Headed Birds, how many Tiger Crouching Cannons, and how many Folan Machines are there? With the current manpower, how many of these things do we need to equip?"

Seeing that Zhang Degui was really anxious, Yang Zhen could only temporarily put aside other matters and inquire about the artillery team's preparations for war.

"Reply to your Majesty! According to your previous arrangements, Mr. Zhang, Adjutant Pan and Beizhi agreed that the left and right wings of the artillery team are planned to be equipped with five Nine-Headed Birds, ten Tiger Crouching Cannons, and ten Folang Machines!

"Among them, the left wing is equipped with ten crouching tiger cannons, three for each, a total of thirty people. Each crouching tiger cannon has a gunner and two gunners!

"The right wing is equipped with ten Folan machines, each with four men, forty people in total. Each Folan machine has a gunner and three gunners.

"Sir Zhang directly leads five Nine-Headed Birds, and two people work together to build one, a total of ten people! According to your instructions, each Nine-Headed Bird is equipped with a sniper carrying a gun and a deputy!"

The person who said these words was Yang Shen, the right-wing adjutant of the artillery team under Zhang Degui.

And when Yang Zhen heard this, he knew that this Yang Shen was now the specific person in charge of the artillery team under Zhang Degui.

Zhang Degui was an old man who originally guarded the rear of Guangning. He was highly respected and respected among the officials under Yang Zhen's command and had great prestige.

Pan Wenmao, on the other hand, was highly respected among ordinary soldiers and was deeply supported by most of the lower-class soldiers.

However, these two people are not the kind of people who have to take care of everything no matter how small it is.

Although Zhang Degui is the chief officer of the artillery team, he often has to deal with various people in Ningyuan City on behalf of Yang Zhen.

Especially in the temporary advance camp, he had to handle various camp affairs on behalf of Yang Zhen, deal with Xu Changyong and Zu Keyong, and deal with the subordinate officials of the imperial governor's office.

I was busy all day long and didn't have much time or energy to prepare the artillery team for combat.

As for Pan Wenmao, he was a bit stoic, indifferent to fame and wealth, and had a relatively relaxed temperament. Regarding the battalion affairs in the artillery team, the person who actually ran the affairs was the relatively young and motivated Yang Shen.

Yang Zhen looked at Yang Shen who was talking eloquently, while thinking about these problems and thinking about solutions.

At the end, Yang Shen changed the topic and said: "Sir! These are just some ideas of our artillery team. At present, the left and right wings are fully equipped, but the existing artillery of the artillery team only has four Tiger Crouching Cannons.

!Two of them were delivered by Xu Changyongxu’s guerrillas this afternoon!

"As for the nine-headed bird that your Excellency wants, there is not a single artillery unit at the moment! There is also not a single Folang machine!

"But - now the artillery team has got two small and medium-sized bronze bells. They were secretly removed from the bell towers of the Confucian Temple and the Martial Temple this evening by someone from the humble position.

"If there is a tiger squatting tomorrow and there are really not enough Folang machines, I would like to suggest rearranging the arrangement! These two bronze bells can be used as tops by a little modification!"

The last words Yang Shen said made Yang Zhen dumbfounded.

He did know that the bronze bells in the temple could indeed be dismantled and used as artillery. Once completed, its power would be just as powerful as the squatting tiger cannon equipped in the army.

However, the current situation forced Yang Shen to do this, but it also made him feel more and more restless.

You asked me to rescue Songshan and relieve Jinzhou. I agreed, but you must provide me with some convenience.

If you want people, you don’t have people, if you want guns, you don’t have guns, if you want cannons, you don’t have cannons, and you don’t even have enough gunpowder. If you have enough, aren’t you clearly asking me to die?!

When Yang Zhen thought of this, he felt frustrated and tired. Even though he had done many terrible things in the future as the office director of his unit, but at this time, he still felt deeply powerless, as if
Chapter completed!