The pro-corps is indeed Mao Jue's great effort, he doesn't have a strong combat force at hand, standing at the forefront of the battle with the Jurchen Eight Banners, he has no bottom in his heart.

But now that there is a pro-corps, this month has also made them begin to approach the soldiers in Mao Jue's later memories, but what is striking is that these horses are still holding big sticks in their hands, and they are competing with the murderous Jianzhou Eight Banners? Primitives?

Although weapons are not all of the army's combat effectiveness, the Great China with home-made weapons still defeated the small Japan with the 38 big cover heavy machine guns and tanks, but at this time the Ming Dynasty seems to be a behemoth, but it is a high-level intrigue and a situation where the lower level is numb and confused, in which, Mao Jue is as small as a screw, and without sophisticated weapons, he will be easily kicked into the sea.

Fortunately, Qian Zeng really brought him a treasure.

It is still Mao Jue's blessed land Moon Valley, from the fortress back over the three mountain beams, a rather unrestrained river roared loudly and rushed to the North Sea, which is the main branch of the Qingjiang tributary, one of the main rivers in the Iron Mountain.

The river is too turbulent, the geographical location is too high, there are no fish, and it is usually inaccessible, but this time, it is a little more lively, and the behemoths are turning their heavy bodies in the creaking and groaning.

In addition to the small area of cultivated land, there are enough mines, there are enough trees, and fine timber is everywhere, and in a month's time, five sets of huge waterwheel wheels are set up in the center of the river, and the abundant energy of flowing water is used to push something.

But here, instead of a conventional mill, there was something strange, and the thick cast-iron rods took over the tremendous force from the bearings of the waterwheel and transmitted them into the concrete houses by the river, and the cast-iron rods were densely serrated and the rows of wooden shelves creaked and creaked.

Sparks flew, and the thick iron rods standing upside down on the shelves emitted scorching heat, and drill bits had already penetrated into them.

The production method of Daming bird gun is to use an iron rod as a bone, and then wrap it with wrought iron, repeatedly forge it into a barrel, and finally drill it open, but the wrought iron texture is softer, it is easy to deform when beating, and the forging time is quite long, the most important point, when drilling, it is extremely difficult to test the craftsman technology, and skilled workers also have to drill a good rod in one or two months, the failure rate is extremely high, and it is good to have three successful tubes in ten tubes.

These two steps were all omitted by Mao Jue, and the molten iron was melted by the soil blast furnace method during the Great Leap Forward, and the pig iron rod was continuously stirred with tongs, and the wrought iron was carburized by the steel filling method, and the steel slag was removed through a vigorous oxidation movement, so that the quality of the steel was already very high, and it could be cast into a steel rod directly without forging.

The formed steel rod is quickly annealed with oil to achieve the purpose of refining and crystallizing, although the barrel material is not as tough as the fine crystals of repeated forging, but it is much stronger than the wrought iron barrel, and more importantly, it saves effort.

Then the drilling depends on the outside waterwheel, people will be tired, hands will tremble, but the machinery will not, the waterwheel provides continuous power, through a few gears to fix the drill bit, and then watch the machine turn through the line, until the Westernization Movement before the Chinese musket casting method was changed beyond recognition by Mao Jue.

But the production capacity is impressive! Casting takes about three days, drilling takes two days, five waterwheels drive ten machine tools, twenty drills for each machine tool, follow-up polishing, equipment wood handles, triggers and hammers have another day, from the time of Mao Jue casting the city began to build this workshop synchronously, three days earlier to complete, now has been produced for a month, the corner of the wall wrapped in straw and grease in the muskets, has been piled up thirty or forty boxes.

Mao Jue really has to thank the supervisor who often wears small shoes for him, and he has to run errands to order the shipbuilding accessories in the nearby factory, and by the way, he is interested in learning a fur from the small blast furnace steelmaker, plus the iron old man poached from Beidaying, and a foreign girl who has stayed in Italy and seen the production of Western clocks, so there is a workshop that has come to the world.

Pry open a box with a crowbar, Mao Jue casually pulled out a gun from it, and weighed it twice in his hand, which was much heavier than the bird gun issued by the Ministry of Imperial Works, about ten catties, and the barrel after polishing was brushed with a layer of black.

This thing is still a little different from the previous court bird gun, the bird gun sticks out a tongue backwards, but this is the same as the trigger shape of later generations, and there is a small black stone on the muzzle of the gun called the arquebus hammer.

There is also an extremely strong progress that has also been applied to the barrel of the gun, that is, the mechanical aiming Xingzhao Gate, a small square iron lump is erected at the muzzle, the first two pieces of the wooden handle, the handle is against the shoulder, Mao Jue raised the gun, one eye aiming, and the three small iron pieces happened to coincide together.

The gun was not loaded with gunpowder, but as Mao Jue pulled the trigger, the hammer still hit hard, and with a snap, a series of sparks splashed out.

"Who taught you!"

Still wearing a lady's big hat like a noble lady, wearing a tunic and open-breasted dress brought by herself, Adriana's lake-blue eyes are really curious into cat's eyes, the unique mirror of the Venetian has been seen here by Mao Jue, Roman cement He understands, the musket at this time is transformed into a stronger than the Swedish and Spanish muskets, the musket inspired by flint is more convenient than the arquebus, labor-saving, especially in night battles, this thing does not need to worry about the burning arquebus exposing its position, The firing efficiency is at least a third higher than that of the arquebus.

It's a pity that this girl is full of hope, Mao Jue still gave her a roll of her eyes.

"Ask God!"

This specification of the firearm can't be used even if it is the Jingshi Shenji Battalion, but Mao Jue didn't seem to be satisfied, so he shook the musket twice, and threw it to Liu Chong, who was acting as a personal guard next to him, and before he could react, Mao Jue had already drawn the knife violently, and slashed at the barrel with a bang, and a burst of sparks came up.

However, like the knife cutting water pipe in later generations, only the anti-rust layer was cut a little, leaving a shallow mark, and the barrel basically did not even change its shape.

"Get another birdshot!"

Mao Jue, who was still unsatisfied, shouted loudly, guarding here also need a lot of firearms, and in less than a moment, a standard bird gun made by Jiangnan Inspector and distributed by the Ministry of Industry came to Liu Chong's hand again, and he slashed it with a knife, and the fire gun was cut in half by the knife in the crisp sound.

It's no wonder that the Ming army and guns are almost close to each other, and they will collapse at the first touch, this thing can't even be used as a stick in melee combat, and there is no guy in his hand, so his courage is naturally empty.

"Did you do what you did?"

"Master Hui, it's all done!"

But he was dug up by Mao Jue with a lot of money, and he had five taels of silver a month, but the pressure on the blacksmith head was even greater, Mao Jue released a clear word, his blacksmith workshop must be of quality, if something good happens, the first one will cut off his old man's head first, Mao Jue came to get something, he was extremely trembling.

It was another tube, the length of the palm, one side welded a handle-like steel tip, no blade, but with three edges, the sharp three-edged sharp cone emitted the cold light of the forest, twisted in front of the barrel, the three-edged bayonet more than 40 centimeters long was screwed to the front of the thin and slightly thicker muzzle, fell twice and did not fall, and took a shot to the hard wall of the cement, and the pointed head was pierced into about half an inch.

"This is simply a short spear, no wonder the general did not build a spearman in the pro-military camp, this thing is more convenient than a fast gun, shoot at a distance, and directly change the gun when it is close, the general is really a genius!"

It's rare, this rough guy like Liu Chong can say a few words of compliment, it can be seen that this thing really makes him feel very useful, Mao Jue finally nodded with satisfaction, which made the old man breathe a sigh of relief.

But immediately, his breathing became a little shorter, and when he threw down the musket, Mao Jue asked again.

"How's the cannon I want?"

"This, the general, is still there, still making!"

This workshop is really modern enough, drilling, grinding, all using machinery, the only defect is the use of water power instead of the electricity of later generations, the division of labor of more than two hundred apprentices assembly line, a gun barrel from the door to the back of the house, basically assembled, next to the assembly line, an extraordinarily hot pavement hit, ten small blast furnaces made of loess sprayed with heat, one of the furnaces of molten steel just out of the oven, was immediately poured into the iron mold.

However, next to the cowhide blast, several mud shells were placed there, one of which had been broken, revealing the swarthy barrel.

This thing is a miniature version of the Hongyi cannon, or this foreign girl is a baby, those Western missionaries understand the Hongyi cannon, she actually understands, this cannon is about 800 catties, narrow and long, with double cannon ears, the front is thin and the back is thick and Mao Jue has seen the cannon in Shanhaiguan except for the size, it is exactly the same.

However, this cannon is full of trachoma, and experienced gunners can't even move such a cannon at all, there are too many bubbles inside, and they can't put a few cannons, so they will directly blow up the chamber.

It's no wonder that this old man is trembling.

Mao Jue couldn't help but show a look of disappointment on his face, the most lethal in this era, the main force of the siege had to be artillery, but he didn't get angry, after all, nothing can be done overnight, and now the flintlock pistol that satisfies him can be made, which has already made him very satisfied.

"Master General, this trachoma problem still has to be explored, but with a little guidance from Mrs. Yang, this trachoma has been reduced a lot, as long as you give the old decay some more time......"

"Okay, you don't need to say it, I'll give you the time, just speed up! And this musket, pick twenty from the finished product, take it out and put the gun, how many times a gun can be put at most, before it is issued to the troops, I will know!"

The progress of the Hongyi cannon is a bit slow, but the sign firearm tiger squat cannon in Qi Jiguang's hand is very familiar, reinforced with iron hoops, and the mortar tiger squat cannon of this era has taken shape a lot.

Stayed here until the evening, watching the sunset slanting, a thick smoke straight into the yellow sky, in the workshop, the sound of ping-pong iron accompanied by firelight, swaying singing and dancing, Mao Jue was satisfied and relieved.

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