The news of the Doumi rifle was very tightly blocked, and only Chongzhen and Wang Chengen knew about the existence of the Doumi rifle and the range of the Doumi rifle in the imperial court.

King Fu obviously doesn't know, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't know, he understands one thing from the beginning of the rocket armor-piercing projectile.

As long as it is something invented by Zhu Shun, it must be a good thing or the best thing in the world.

Fu Wang Shizi took a report about the Doumi rifle, and couldn't help but gasp, not only is it a good thing, it can simply sweep all firearms in the West.

The most powerful musket in the West should be the one that can shoot a war horse at a distance of 400 paces.

The power was sufficient, but there was a big drawback, the weight was almost twenty catties, and the speed of reloading gunpowder was slow.

The range of the Doumi rifle exceeds that of the lifting gun, reaching an astonishing 510 meters, and the weight is still frightening, only about eight catties, less than ten catties.

The rate of fire has reached 5~6 rounds per minute, and by the time the gun is raised for a new gunpowder lead bullet, the Doumi rifle has fired the fifth or even sixth gunpowder lead bullet.

This is not the end, what King Fu really cares about is not these superficial things, but the inconspicuous parameters at the end of the report.

Service life: 200~230.

Continuous life: 8~10.

Prince Fu personally fought in Nanyang for many years, and he knew very well how much money and time it would take to train a qualified sergeant.

In many cases, it was not easy to train a group of qualified musket sergeants, but because of the explosion, this group of musket sergeants had to go home.

Not to mention wasting a lot of money, it takes a lot of time to re-cultivate.

On the battlefield, a new pawn and an old pawn are completely different things, and some small Nanyang countries succumbed to the Landong India Company before they fought a few battles, just because they exhausted the old pawns in those few battles.

The soldiers who were temporarily summoned were already very bold when they saw that the strong ships and cannons of the Landong India Company did not escape, and it was almost impossible for them to attack without the leadership of the old soldiers.

With this kind of doumi rifle that has tested its service life, the prince of Fu Wang can accumulate a large number of veterans through one battle after another.

Quickly close the gap with the maritime hegemons such as the Landong India Company, the Franc Machine, and the Great British East India Company.

It will not take more than twenty years to defeat these maritime overlords, dominate the South Seas, and establish the Australian Empire.

After all, Da Ming has an almost inexhaustible source of soldiers, and the big deal is to spend more silver.

King Fu Shizi excitedly stretched out his hands and held Zhu Shun's arm, the oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground, and the cold rain poured on his body and he didn't feel it: "Brother Zhu, how much silver." ”

The oil-paper umbrella in Zhu Shun's hand is relatively large, which can completely cover two people, and the oil-paper umbrella covers the top of the head of the prince of Fuwang: "It's not expensive, ten taels of silver." ”

When the prince of Fu heard ten taels of silver, he stretched out three fingers with a red face, and said enthusiastically: "It's not expensive, it's just too cheap." ”

"Our brothers settle accounts, thirty taels and one branch, and give this son ten thousand first."

In this humble shooting range, opening your mouth is a business of 300,000 yuan, which is much more arrogant than sitting in a palatial palace.

Zhu Shun shook his head, not moved by the soaring to ten times the profit, although he was very short of money now, and said calmly: "Ten taels is ten taels, fifty taels are broken rules." ”

The prince of Fuwang was unhappy, and said with a stiff face: "Brother Zhu, is this looking down on this son, fifty taels of silver." ”

Having said that, Zhu Shun can't refuse anymore, if he refuses again, the price is estimated to rise to one hundred taels of silver.

It's really much more refreshing than Chongzhen, and the doumi-style rifle sold to Chongzhen was forced by Chongzhen to four taels and seven cents of silver, and the price was outrageous, and there were bits and pieces.

It's really not like the king of a country at all, but like a poor ghost who picks and searches.

The price can't be refused, Zhu Shun can compensate the prince of Fu Wang from other aspects, so that he can also make some money: "The little prince will go to the hall of Beijing Normal University tomorrow to find Miao'er and ask for a drawing, which has a mold drawing of rubber gloves." ”

"The rubber gloves that the little prince will mold out in the future can be used here to exchange for conical lead bullets or bucket rice rifles for Doumi rifles."

Until the defeat of the sea overlords of the Helandong India Company, it is impossible for the goods of the prince of Fu Wang to rush out of the eastern seas, and the rubber in the rubber plantations has only been developed for one purpose, making well-sealed wooden barrels, and there is a serious surplus of rubber.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Shun gave him another use, although he didn't know what to use it for, but it was still the same sentence, what Brother Zhu invented was right.

Zhu Shun bought rubber gloves not for his own use, but for the second disciple Jiao Miao, a chemical genius, to use to make simple chemical protective clothing.

The prince of Fu Wang didn't know which string was wrong, and walked out of the range of the oil-paper umbrella.

Standing in the cold winter rain, he bowed solemnly: "Sir, if you are persecuted one day, or you don't want to stay in Beijing." ”

"The door of Luoyang and Australia will always be open for Mr."

After saying this, the prince of Fuwang walked in the gradually increasing winter rain and strode away.

Although there was a trace of cold on his body, he sang the fiery Kunqu Opera loudly.

Zhu Shun looked at the back of the prince of Fu Wang and smiled faintly.

Leeway.

Pregnant.

Lamp pen