With two wild boars at the bottom, Zhao Bing was no longer in a hurry to get prey, and the sound of gunfire had already scared away the surrounding beasts. His principle was that it would be enough to eat, and he couldn't let go of the hot weather, so there was no need to commit more murder. Next, a few people beat a few pheasants and ran to the rabbit, and turned back when they saw the sky was getting dark. When they arrived, it was sunset. The place was cleaned up, and several sheds were built, and firewood piles were built.

The prey was carried back from someone to peel it off and remove the internal organs. Zhao Bing washed his hands and faces, and personally divided the prey into several pieces, and then applied the seasonings he brought to taste. This made people ignite the bonfire, put the pickled prey on the wooden fork, and roast it on the fire. The wild boar meat quickly exuded an attractive fragrance under the scorching flame, which attracted everyone around the fire.

"You are all sharpshooters in your own army, right?" Everyone did not dare to talk to the little emperor. They whispered to his majesty's shooting skills, feeling incredible. Zhao Bing asked as he heard this.

"Why do you dare to be a sharpshooter compared to Your Majesty?" a personal guard said with a chuckling.

"You two are good at shooting skills. Not many people can do this," Zhao Bing turned his face and said to him.

"The small one can shoot down the birds because the bamboo chickens just flew up, with a slow speed and low height, and were only thirty steps apart. His Majesty hit the head of the wild boar at a distance of fifty and eighty steps, but the small one cannot do it." Another personal guard said.

"I saw that His Majesty suddenly stopped while running, raised his gun and shot him. He hit the gun. With this skill, the entire army would probably not be able to pick one more!" Chen Fenglin said.

"Haha, you are too proud. There are no less than 200,000 musketeers in our army. Even if you choose one in a hundred, you can select thousands of sharpshooters. Otherwise, I will pursue you for your crimes." Zhao Bing stood up and sprinkled some seasonings on the barbecue and said with a smile.

"To be honest, your Majesty said that when his subordinates were in the first division, they chose sharpshooters from the army and thought that they did not have to join the queue. They could choose their own targets to shoot the enemy soldiers from a long distance. When they first took Jiankang, they put cold guns under the city, and they did not dare to show their heads, so they could only shoot arrows randomly. These two were among them!" Chen Fenglin said.

"Oh, you are amazing. I have been carrying a gun in my arms and have never shot an enemy on the battlefield. I am so ashamed!" Zhao Bing bowed to the two of them after hearing this.

"Your Majesty, how dare you behave?" The two of them hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"No need to be polite, sit down and talk!" Zhao Bing pressed his hands to let them sit down. However, he nodded secretly in his heart. Excellent sharpshooters can be found in every army since ancient times. Even in the era of cold weapons, there are also many archers who pass through Yang in a hundred steps. They are often sent to the front to fight against the enemy's outposts as death squads. They can shoot from a long distance according to their own wishes, and shock the enemy from the heart and spirit. Especially in siege battles, these sharpshooters can often play a greater role. They end up with enemy soldiers and commanders at incredible distances.

"The young man also realized that his gun was extraordinary in the past, but today he saw His Majesty's shooting, and he realized that he was a frog in the well." A personal guard said, "The young man can lift his gun and shoot at the point where he pointed. He needs to aim carefully outside fifty steps, but it is difficult to hit where he pointed. It is difficult to hit the gun outside eighty steps, and it depends on luck. The young man sees that His Majesty can lift his gun and shoot at the point where he looks eighty steps, so he doesn't need to aim carefully. I would like to ask His Majesty for advice!"

“看你两个也是老兵了吧!”赵昺上下打量下二人道.

“禀陛下,小的李进(张贤)皆是景炎三年入军服役的!”两名亲卫施礼道.

“嗯,你们当初换装火枪时,教官是如何教你们射击的?”赵昺问道.

“禀陛下,教官告诉我们准星,缺口和眼睛要三点一线,枪与目标保持水平,不可过高或过低!”李进言道.

“张贤,你们既是老兵,定也教过新兵射击,可曾发现他们开枪时有何毛病!”赵昺听了又问另一人道.

“禀陛下,新兵头一次开火身形不稳,都是朝天开枪!”张贤笑着道.

"Why are these?" Zhao Bing smiled and asked and answered himself, "The musket will generate recoil when fired, which is not as good as the bow and arrow as long as the body is stable, and it also needs to overcome recoil. The recruits do not know how to adjust it, so the muzzle is raised involuntarily."

"Please look..." Zhao Bing picked up a stone and threw it forward, drew an arc and fell into the puddle, and then said, "The bullets fired by the musket are actually the same. They seem straight, but they are actually an arc. When our army is marching and shooting, they often use fire-gathering shooting to defeat the enemy, but in order to ensure the hit rate, they often shoot from a distance of 40 to 60 steps. You must know that our musket's effective range is more than 150 steps, so the route when the bullet is fired at this distance is almost straight and there is no need to consider it."

"Your Majesty's intention is that the distance we are marching and shooting is about fifty steps, so we emphasize three points and one line during training, and the gun body is straight. If it exceeds this distance, this method will not work." Li Jin said after hearing this.

"Yes, it's precisely this, but why are there still many people clearly aiming at their heads but not hitting the target? Because most recruits who have just finished training have no experience and neglect the effect of recoil. You should know that there are few shaking when firing, and the bullets don't know where to fly." Zhao Bing looked at the two of them and nodded when seeing them, "So when aiming, you should pay attention to using different aiming methods at different distances. You can't aim wherever you want!"

“小的们愚钝,还请陛下不吝赐教!”两人听陛下所言句句都在点儿上,着急地问道.

“陛下就不要卖关子了,属下再求个情儿,便告诉他们吧,否则非急出毛病来!”赵孟锦笑着插言道.

"It's hard to say this. Everyone has different physical conditions and different understandings. Whether they can understand the truth depends on their own destiny." Zhao Bing thought about it. "According to the general rule, you need to hit the enemy's head, aim at the chest within fifty steps, and aim at the shoulder within eighty steps. But if you have more than a hundred steps, you need to aim at the knee, and if you have 150 steps, you need to aim at the head, and if you have 200 steps, you need to be one foot higher than the head. This only refers to your experienced shooters. If the recruits are at a distance of forty steps, it is best to point them to the target's eight steps to offset the recoil of the musket."

"So there are so many tricks here!" Li Jin looked at Zhang Xian, then looked at the little emperor and said, "When I was in the past, I relied on the power of my arms to control the musket to prevent the muzzle from jumping, but I didn't know that there were skills available. I was so stupid!"

"Just understand the truth, then explore more during training, gradually accumulate experience, and do not copy it." Zhao Bing reminded again.

"Your Majesty, how can you hit the target while running?" Li Jin asked again.

"This is a bit complicated. First of all, there is a difference between the enemy who is going up the mountain and the enemy who is going down the mountain. This is also closely related to the speed of the target's movement. The bullet will be affected by the wind speed when flying. This requires you to calculate in advance. When the person running down the mountain, you must aim at the front and bottom of the target. If it is level with it, your body will be empty when you go down the mountain." Zhao Bing said, "What I can teach you is to aim after you aim. As long as the target enters the area, you must fire decisively. Don't hesitate."

"Your Majesty, how can you quickly load while running?" Zhang Xian pulled Li Jin down and asked in a hurry.

"Haha, I really don't have any skills, I can only practice hard. Just think about an enemy on the opposite side who is aiming at you with a bow and arrow, and you can only survive by loading ammunition before he shoots the arrow and killing him. If there is a trace of error in it, then the one who dies is himself, and the speed will naturally be faster!" Zhao Bing said with a smile.

"You all remember that what Your Majesty teaches is the skill of saving lives on the battlefield. You can survive by firing one step ahead of the enemy, and you can die if you step late." Zhao Mengjin pointed at a group of people.

"That's right, but you must be able to endure the same hardship as Your Majesty. In order to practice this move, Your Majesty's left hand had been shattered and the gun body was dyed red. This was only very human beings could bear it. Many people gave up halfway and learned a half-baked one!" Chen Dun snorted coldly from the side.

"Haha, in this way, you have learned a lot!" Chen Fenglin joked.

"Oh, I haven't even mastered it, otherwise I wouldn't be a follower!" Chen Dun sighed and said depressedly, leaving the little emperor with a look.

"No way? Commander Chen's young talent, no one knows that when he was in the first division, he was unmatched!" Chen Fenglin could have seen Chen Dun grow up. He rarely saw him so despair and didn't believe in the authenticity.

"Those are all tricks of etiquette. Anyone who pulls out in the guard camp is better than my marksmanship. In front of them, I, the commander, dare not touch the gun!" Chen Dun said with a wry smile, lit up the guards of the two accompanying guards.

"The commander is not that bad? You are much better than Lao Qiu in the kitchen!" A guard looked at Chen Dun, then turned to lean on the pork with oil dripping and smiled.

"I dare to spend my time here, but I can't cure you anymore. You are all night tonight. Let's see how I deal with you!" Chen Dun said in a furious manner.

"Okay, okay, I accept that pig's legs are used as a midnight snack, and I accept it too!" The guard was not annoyed or anxious, and pointed at the pig's legs on the grill and smiled.

"Stop making trouble, keep your mouth shut when the meat is cooked!" Zhao Bing said hello and asked Chen Dun to lift the baking fork down and to invite everyone to eat. He roasted a few bamboo chickens and running rabbits, and added firewood before sitting over.

‘Ao…’ Everyone ran for a day and was hungry. There were 30 to 40 kilograms of half a wild boar. The kung fu was not enough, and only bones were left. At this time, a beast's howl came.

"Let's fire!" Chen Dun threw the half-bitten bone in his hand and shouted loudly. Everyone pulled out torches from the fire to ignite the fire, and the others also picked up guns to protect Zhao Bing.

"Hey, there are quite a few people coming!" Zhao Bing took the bones and dotted the hillside around him. Attracted by the bloody smell and the smell of barbecue, the beasts were all attracted, but were deterred by the burning bonfire and dared not come forward. He looked at the green eyes in the forest, at least not less than twenty beasts lurking around.

"Your Majesty, don't stay away from the fire circle. These wild beasts are hungry!" Zhao Mengjin blocked the little emperor who was still trying to move forward and frowned.

"Okay, I'm just sitting in the circle!" Zhao Bing retreated to the circle and said helplessly. He knew that although he had grown up, in the eyes of old ministers like Zhao Mengjin and Chen Fenglin, he was still the fat little guy who couldn't run, and he had to take care of him at all times, worried that he would cause any disaster if he accidentally got.

Zhao Bing sat in front of the wooden house, looking at the more than ten bonfires lit around, watching Zhao Mengjin commanding everyone to stand up with guns, and then looking at the wild beasts that could not go far outside the fire circle, and suddenly moved in his heart. Isn’t this a chariot! The bonfire is the chariots that everyone is a barrier, and the guards are the soldiers guarding by the chariots, and the beasts are the enemy cavalry waiting for the opportunity.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bing felt that the principles of combat with chariots and cavalry were actually basically the same, and basically formed a solid formation with chariots to prevent the opponent's cavalry from rushing and protecting the long-range projection troops in the formation, so as to kill and injure the vital forces mainly in the defense, and can also configure mobile troops in the formation to carry out counterattacks when necessary.

The chariot formation of Liu Yu of the Eastern Jin Dynasty was backed by rivers and formed a formation with chariots, and then fought with multiple armies in the field, cavalry, bows and crossbows and even warships. The large chariot formation of the Czech peasant army was also formed with chariots to prevent heavy knights from assaulting, and the formation was deployed with bows and arrows and artillery, so that it could effectively attack the feudal main army with knights as the main force.

The fighting style used by Wei Qing in the Battle of Mobei was to use the chariot formation to form a camp, which was actually to build a simple and mobile city. It was a bit like the later Czech Husche Fort tactics. After forming the formation, they just stabilized their own formation. When they fought against the Xiongnu Yizhixie Shanyu, they still used cavalry to hedge against others. The chariot only stabilized the ranks of the Han army, first stood invincible, and then used cavalry to counterattack the tired enemy.
Chapter completed!