Mo Zhi asked: "Isn't the general afraid that Wei Kuangguo will leave in anger, and the Holy See will never sell us firearms again?" ”

"No, it won't." Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "That's not to that share, at least their capital, we paid them, all they owe is their profits, and they should be able to bear the profits for a while, which is equivalent to hanging them, so that they can't refuse my requests that may be too much in the future." ”

Don't insist on praying for Wei Kuangguo in the bottom of his heart, "Maybe there are some excessive requests", oh my God, if you can make Wu Zheng feel that it is an excessive request, how should it be excessive?

Mo Zhi nodded and said, "The general is smart." These days, the number of merchant ships entering the port is on a downward trend, and many ships choose to go north...... There is also an increase in merchant ships going to Yingtianfu, and the commercial tax has dropped a lot. ”

"Yes, the war has stopped temporarily, the merchants are pursuing profits, and those merchant ships that have been transported to the north no longer want to take a long journey, and they will go ashore from the port of Hangzhou and transship by land and canal, and they will choose to go directly to the north by sea." Wu Zheng sighed and said, "You don't care about this matter, I have my own way." ”

A trace of worry flashed in Mo Zhinian's eyes, he was by no means worried about the constraints in his hands, he was worried about "I have my own way" in Wu Zheng's words.

He knew that the reason why the Mo family had today's achievements came entirely from his investment two years ago, investing in a teenager who was still a few thousand households at the time.

This investment is undoubtedly successful, almost comparable to Shen Wansan back then, and now the Mo family is in Jiangnan, which is already a promise, which can be described as fame and fortune.

But now Wu Zheng said, "I have my own way", which made Mo Zhi vigilant in his heart, he was worried, is someone investing in Wu Zheng again, does he have to take precautions?

Wu Zheng naturally didn't know what Mo Zhi was thinking, so he took the group to the military academy.

Fang Guoan and his people had already greeted him in front of the military academy.

While inspecting the facilities, Wu Zheng watched a shooting performance in Chengxing.

The 300 musketeers he shot were the "elites" selected from the more than 1,000 musketeers he brought to Zhenjiang Mansion and survived.

But at this time, Wu Zheng found that he was blindly optimistic.

Yes, the musketeers are so skilled in loading and shooting that they can be said to be as smooth as flowing water.

This is not surprising, a simple few steps of loading and shooting, after the battlefield roasting, unskilled is a pig.

But Wu Zheng found that this shooting accuracy is indeed flattering.

At a distance of 100 paces, only 17 of the 100 people who hit the target.

Hit the bull's-eye, none!

Wu Zheng deliberately went to check their muskets, which were very different from the guns in Wu Zheng's memory.

The wooden pallet is straight.

The muzzle of the gun is flare-mouthed.

The huge firing mechanism made Wu Zheng think that the violent vibration it caused was enough to shake half of the numb soldier's face, no, it should be scorched.

How is it possible to stick a musket to the gills and take aim?

What's even more exaggerated is that there is a difference in the thickness of the muzzle that is visible to the naked eye.

The technology does not support mass production, it is all based on molding, and it is made by hand, which already represents the manufacturing technology in Europe at this time.

Wu Zheng realized at this time what a fluke it was to win the battle outside Danyang City.

Fortunately, it was formed with its back to the city wall, and the guns and bullets were dense enough to kill the cavalry.

In other words, the proximity of the Qing army at that time was the main cause of being shot, and the Qing army almost committed suicide by hitting the projectile that shot head-on, like a screen.

Otherwise, with such accuracy, if you want to win, I am afraid that you can only be reborn again.

Looking at Qian Qiaogong's gloating expression who came over to join in the fun, Wu Zheng said angrily: "If you can't beat it accurately, you can ...... intensively." ”

But when he said it, Wu Zheng felt that it was wrong, no matter how dense it was, it was impossible for people to stack people.

So he changed his words: "If it really can't reach the dense, I can still deploy artillery ...... behind my back." ”

But if you think about it again, it's not right, you can say that, but it's not realistic, the road of this era really can't let one or two thousand pounds of artillery maneuver unimpeded.

The rainy day is enough for the soldiers to use their strength to feed, and they have to raise their heads and scold the sky.

Wu Zheng changed his words again: "Even if these can't satisfy the charge against the cavalry, it's okay...... Oh, this ...... Also, you can install aiming equipment, and you can also find a way to use a mechanism to fire continuously...... I can also order the development and improvement of manufacturing materials...... ”

All this, in exchange for Qian Qiaogong's disapproving sneer.

But no one noticed that not far behind him, Chen Qicai, the son of Chen Shoujie, the then supervisor of the military workshop, and the grandson of Chen Yujie, an artillery expert in the Ming Dynasty, this little-known teenager, was listening and remembering intently.

The origin of family learning or Chen Qicai's worship of Wu Zheng in his heart, only he is convinced that what Wu Zheng said at this time will definitely be realized.

His father, Chen Shoujie, also believed, but in relation to his son, Thaksin had a choice.

Chen Shoujie believes that it is feasible to set up aiming equipment, and the reason is actually the same as the aiming of bows and crossbows, which is not difficult, but the difficulty lies in the need to shrink the flintlock mechanism and isolate the sparks and violent vibrations that burst out from it.

He also believes that it is feasible and necessary to improve materials, and in the decades that he followed his father Chen Yujie, Chen Yujie and his son tried countless materials to make artillery barrels, first bamboo, wood, copper, then iron, then copper, and finally inner copper and outer iron, and the projectile also changed from crushed stones, iron sheets, and porcelain pieces to stone balls, and then iron shell hollow bullets and lead bullets.

Chen Shoujie believes that the toughness of the barrel is a great guarantee for the power of the artillery.

He was willing to try to make barrels of different materials and spend the rest of his life, which became his obsession.

Wu Zheng was obviously angered by the hint of disdain at the corner of Qian Qiaogong's mouth.

Therefore, he taught these elites of Hangzhou Prefecture the first lesson in the martial arts arena.

Without any preparation, Wu Zheng took the land as a case and the soft sandy land as a blackboard.

“…… I agree, with the current consistency of the musket, it is true that it cannot effectively suppress and block the cavalry charge, but in the battle of Danyang, I did win, which is a fluke, but it also shows that the musket is still as lethal as a bow and arrow or even more lethal. It takes too much time to train a spark soldier than a skilled archer. ”

“…… The density of the musket is not fixed. For example, when the density is insufficient, why can't a kind of shooting at the top, middle, and bottom be formed in layers? This makes up for the lack of density and coherence. For example, build high platforms and two wings to fill in the gaps and dead ends. ”

"Precision, not to be overlooked. Even if each musket is different and there is no common aiming method that can be used as a reference, you can set up a reference, for example, take any gun, fire a shot at the target, see where it is deflected, and go down three or four times to determine where the difference in the projectiles fired by the musket is ....... ”