Li Laosi looked at Li Zhi in surprise and asked, "Can a rifle also fire shotguns like a cannon?" ”

Li Zhi nodded and said, "Of course you can!" ”

Li Zhi took out a shotgun, went to the workshop in the back to get some shotgun bullets and primers, and walked outside the factory with Li Laosi.

This rifle is actually a front-loading gun.

Li Zhi can now of course produce rear-loading shotguns, and Li Zhi can produce shotguns in small batches using machine tools and manual grinding. However, because Li Zhi has not studied the technology of metal shells thoroughly, the rear-loading guns that Li Zhi can produce are still paper shells.

So even a rear-loading shotgun takes six seconds to complete a reload.

In the dense forests of Southeast Asia in Burma, there is no difference between a six-second reload time and a dozen or a dozen seconds. The firing distance in the dense forest is only a dozen meters, at most twenty meters. Regardless, the enemy will be able to rush up before you finish loading your second bullet. Therefore, instead of producing rear-loading shotguns in small batches, it is better to use machine tools to produce front-loading guns in large quantities.

However, now Li Zhi has developed a mercury thunderate primer, so this shotgun does not need to be loaded with gunpowder, and only needs to be stuck in the small hole of the gunfire to fire, and it takes about eleven seconds to complete a shot.

Li Zhi took out the shotgun bullet and primer, and quickly loaded the bullet in front of Li Laosi.

Then he didn't take aim, he just held his rifle flat and fired at the big target twenty meters away.

"Bang!"

A burst of flame erupted from the muzzle, and the rifle in Li Zhi's hand slammed back. Countless beads of broken iron erupted from the shotgun. The middle piece of the wooden target was suddenly smashed into a sieve.

Li Laosi went up to take a look and found that there were holes everywhere in those areas where he was shot. The thick planks were beaten to the ground, and there were small holes everywhere.

Li Laosi looked at it, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

He exclaimed and said, "Lord Wang, such a shotgun shot past, and the enemy in front was seriously injured if not killed. ”

When the two armies fought, serious injuries and dead were the same, both lost their combat effectiveness. If an army has a lot of seriously wounded people, it will collapse.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "The biggest advantage of this rifle is that it doesn't need to be aimed, it can be shot at the same time, and it is most suitable for equipping your Yizi battalion and samurai army." ”

Li Laosi thought for a while and asked: "It's just that the prince, I'm afraid that in another four and a half months, Humayun's 200,000 troops will attack Burma, how many shotguns can the arsenal produce in these months?" ”

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Fifteen years ago, we used to build rifles by hand, and a craftsman could only make one gun a month. If we calculate at that efficiency, to produce 110,000 rifles, it would take two and a half years for the 4,000 arsenal craftsmen we have today. ”

"But now, with all kinds of new machine tools, our arsenal assembly line operation is no longer a question of how many rifles a craftsman can produce in a month. I mobilized 250 lines to start production at the same time, and each line was able to make five rifles a day. It only takes three months to produce 110,000 shotguns! ”

When Li Laosi heard this, his face became very happy.

"Lord Wangming!"

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In mid-December, the Northern Hemisphere reached its coldest time.

Siye looked over, and only saw a white expanse on the land in the south of Heilongjiang Province. The snow was more than a foot thick, and I don't know what day it fell, or if it was piled up several times, but it was piled up on the ground and on the hillside, and it never melted again.

Zhirkov walked on deep snow and mud, one foot deep and the other shallow, and it was not easy to walk.

But Zhirkov was in high spirits.

Behind him, the morale of 20,000 Russian Cossack soldiers was high.

Heavy snow will always be the Russian's best friend. Europeans can't stand such extreme low temperatures, Asians can't stand it, and only the soldiers of Tsarist Russia can endure such an environment. So the heavier the snow and the colder the temperature, the more excited these Tsarist Cossacks were.

They were wrapped in thick fur and carried fur bedding on their backs. These furs were treasures given by Siberia to the Russian soldiers. It was the hunters who hunted and harvested it in the Siberian taiga. These equipment cannot be possessed by soldiers of other countries.

So in such an icy and snowy place, the Cossacks considered themselves invincible.

Zhirkov looked up at the direction of the road, trying to confirm how many miles the troops had advanced today. Zhirkov was to invade Liaodong Province before the end of winter, killing all the men there and burning down the houses. So Zhirkov demanded that the troops advance forty miles every day, and that the expedition should be completed before the end of winter.

Beside Zhirkov, Tobinsky, the commander of the Don Cossacks, took a bite of the snow on the ground and said: "Great commander, I heard that Jilin and Liaodong are very wealthy. ”

"I have heard that the grain there is piled up so that it cannot even fit in the granary, and that the tall wheat overflows from the top of the granary and spreads it on the ground like gold. The people of the Ming Kingdom could not eat their grain, and even the fat pigs they raised used wheat as food. ”

"I heard that the Chinese people are grazing horses and cattle in Jilin, and the cattle and horses they raise are like a big cloud in the forest, and it takes hundreds of people to manage them."

"I've heard that Chinese people like to save money the most, because they fill chests full of silver, and they can't carry it, and they need ox carts to carry it."

Zhirkov laughed when he heard Tobinsky's exaggerated description.

"Tobinsky, you're talking about scratch skin. I, Zhirkov, don't care about these things. ”

"So what do you care about?" Grand Commander. ”

Zhirkov looked ahead and said, "What I care about most is the women of the Ming country. It is said that the women of the Chinese people have fine skin and tender flesh, and they are very moist. When I get to Jilin, and when I arrive in Liaodong, I will arrest twenty of the most beautiful women of the Ming Kingdom and lock them up, and do the fastest thing with them every day! ”

"Then when we withdraw our troops in the spring, I will bring the pregnant women back to the north and kill all the women who are not pregnant!"

When Tobinsky heard Zhirkov's words, he burst out laughing.

After a long time, he said: "Great Commander, the people of the Ming Kingdom are vainly trying to develop to the north and migrate to the northeast, but they don't know that they have the ability to cultivate this land, but they are not capable of fighting on this land. ”

"This white world belongs to us Russians, to our bravest Cossacks!"

Zhirkov laughed: "Tobinsky, you are right. In such a severe cold, the people of the Ming Kingdom did not dare to stay outside at all, let alone spend the night in the snow. The whole snow-capped world is ours, and we can enjoy it as much as we want. ”

Tobinsky said: "I'm wondering, will Li Zhi of the Ming Kingdom be mad, will he be angry and smash their Ming State porcelain? ”

Zhirkov smiled and said: "Everything is possible, the Ming people are as fragile as porcelain in winter, Tobinsky!" ”