Wang Lang naturally will not be left behind in the training of musketeers, and the musket battalion of 3,000 people is undergoing strict training every day.

In the military camp of Nuoda, a phalanx constantly practiced marching in formation, although the movements were simple and boring, but Wang Lang knew that the simplest way was also the most effective, and in the era of arquebus, only this kind of mechanical training could ensure that the musket played its greatest role.

However, due to the shortage of muskets at present, only a small number of these musketeers have mastered the method of shooting muskets in terms of musket operation, and even a large number of them have never held a gun.

Fortunately, the production of the Taichu Type 1 rifle was successful, and this problem could be solved quickly, and the operation of the musket was not complicated, as long as the foundation of these soldiers was laid, and when the guns were fired, they would soon be able to transform into real combat effectiveness.

The era of arquebuses is officially coming, and human beings in this world have been at the forefront of all civilizations militarily, with advanced military technology, Wang Lang believes in his heart that human beings will never disappear in the forest of races.

The musket is not only a long-range weapon, as long as it is equipped with a bayonet, it can replace the spear, in another world, the musket has appeared for a long time before it is combined with the bayonet, as a traverser, Wang Lang, naturally will not let this kind of thing happen in this world.

The bayonet is not complicated, the important thing is this idea, some prescient Wang Lang personally designed the style of the bayonet, the Taichu rifle has no crosshairs, for this, it is not that Wang Lang forgot to design, but intentionally.

The accuracy of the arquebus is basically negligible, and it makes no difference to the musketeer whether there is a crosshair or not, so in the design of the bayonet, Wang Lang did not use a plug-in bayonet, but prepared to make a sleeve bayonet.

The sleeve bayonet designed by Wang Lang is to make the hilt of the short sword hollow, and when it is used, it is directly put on the barrel, and when it is not in use, it can be used as a short sword.

With such a long blade and the length of the arquebus, it is almost the same as the length of a spear, and if you want the bayonet to be firmly fixed, you must make it strictly according to the specifications when making it, which will be an extremely huge challenge for the craftsmen of the Xia Kingdom who are in semi-manual skills.

When Mu Feng saw Wang Lang's bayonet design, his brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, he had been working in the Ministry of Industry for so many years, and he could see at a glance that the difficulty was not much easier than making a musket.

Although Mu Feng knew that Wang Lang's idea was right, he really didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to fulfill Wang Lang's request.

"Your Majesty, this is indeed a bit embarrassing for the craftsman, and it is simply impossible to put a bayonet on the barrel of the gun in the slightest." Mu Feng sighed.

"Mu Aiqing doesn't need to be so difficult, I naturally know the difficulty, the craftsmen now make the barrel with their own exquisite craftsmanship, but there are differences between everyone, even if the barrel made by the same person can't be exactly the same, but why don't you give up the manpower forging method, find a way to improve the water conservancy machinery, the power of the water flow is almost the same, what I want is that the barrel of the musket is like being made in the same mold, before making the bayonet, you must first make the mold for making the barrel of the musket." Wang Lang said slowly.

"The mold of the musket barrel? Your Majesty, how is this possible, the barrels of the guns are constantly forged, how to make molds. Mu Feng hurriedly retorted.

Wang Lang didn't know how to answer the question raised by Mu Feng, he didn't learn machining and metal smelting, and he didn't know much about these difficult questions.

In his mind, he had a general idea, he wanted to use the method of drilling to make the barrel, but all this was on the premise of having a drill bit, and the drill bit that could drill the barrel had to be extremely hard.

At present, in order to save costs, the barrels are made of the most common steel, and there is still a lot of gap with the steel used in swords.

Wang Lang of high-carbon steel and low-carbon steel does not understand, and if you want to get the steel to make drill bits, you must go through continuous attempts.

Even if the steel is made, the corresponding lathe design is also a problem, and when he really tries to do it, he realizes that in modern society, the most ordinary thing involves countless fields.

It's just a small drill that stumps itself.

Seeing that Wang Lang didn't speak, Mu Feng also began to think about the question he asked in his heart, but he didn't have a clue now.

The guards outside the door looked into the hall from time to time, the emperor of the Great Xia, and the first-class officials of the current dynasty, bowed their heads and thought sadly, the atmosphere was quiet and a little weird, they wondered what the two people with such noble identities were stumped by.

Thinking about it a little headache, Wang Lang sighed and said: "You step back first, when producing muskets, try to let the craftsmen make the corresponding handles, do this for now, and then improve it after coming up with a way." ”

Mu Feng nodded, bowed to Wang Lang, withdrew from the main hall, and walked out of the palace with a lot of concern.

When the book is used, there is less hatred, this is the feeling in Wang Lang's heart at this moment, if he had mastered more industrial knowledge back then, he would not be so embarrassed now.

Xia Guo's development has reached a bottleneck now, especially in science and technology, it has almost reached his limit, and if he wants to develop again, Wang Lang must spend a lot of energy and must calm down and concentrate on research to have a little chance to make a breakthrough, and he is also very helpless about this.

At the end of June in the eleventh year of the first month!

After months of arduous sailing, the expedition ship had left the westernmost part of the Shenzhou continent and began to move in the direction of Oceania.

It was a completely unfamiliar sea, and the only thing the crew could trust was the mysterious map that the imperial court had provided them.

The crew was worried about the road ahead, and if there was no land ahead, they would be stranded in the middle of the sea.

He Tie stood on the mast, observing the nearby ocean as a lookout, looking for possible land in his field of vision.

It has been more than ten days since the desert left the west coast, and not even a single island has been discovered in these ten days.

This is definitely bad news for the fleet, the fresh water carried on the ship can only last for about a month, and if no land is found during this period, everyone knows what terrible situation they will face.

The atmosphere on the ship was very dull, only a few people were chatting, and most of the crew members looked at the sea with a dull expression.

The captain looked up at He Tie on the mast and shook his head, he couldn't help but doubt the authenticity of the map after not finding land for so long.

As the day passed, the two expedition ships continued to move forward day and night, driven by the currents and the sea breeze.

As the days passed, the crew still didn't find anything, and then they suddenly realized that even now they couldn't even return.

In the situation of not being able to go to the village and not to the store, the panic mood among the crew members, the morale has reached the lowest level, and some of the crew members have even had mental problems due to the huge pressure.

The captain knew that the current situation was extremely dangerous, and in the face of a desperate situation, maybe some people would make extremely crazy moves.

In such a closed space on a ship, if something goes wrong, it will be extremely fatal.

In order to prevent the appearance of such dangers, the captain summoned the ship's trusted sailors in case of accidents.

After three days, nothing was found, and the desperate situation became the last straw that crushed the psychologically fragile crew.

The situation of waiting for death broke them, and one night, a sailor hanged himself on a ship, and when everyone found his body, it was already cold.

This news soon spread among the crew, and people panicked for a while.

The captain thinks that this is not the way to go, now it is just that someone is committing suicide, and if something worse happens, then the whole fleet will play with eggs.

A day later, the captain made a decision to let the heavily armed sailors arrest all those who were in a somewhat abnormal mood and put them in solitary confinement.

More than 50 people were arrested in this operation, which shows that the matter has reached a very serious situation.

"Why haven't you seen this damn land yet?" The captain looked at the map on the table and slammed his fist on the table with a hideous expression.

The sailors on the side were taken aback by his state.

"Captain, what should we do now? The brothers couldn't hold it anymore. ”

"What to do? How the fuck do I know what to do? Get lost! Get out of here! The captain kicked the table over and roared like a madman.

The sailors looked at each other, and they could see a deep look of concern in each other's eyes.

They knew that the captain was already abnormal, and if they didn't take some action, what hope did they and others have in this situation.

That night, dozens of sailors secretly gathered together and secretly plotted.

The sea was quiet at night, but in this seemingly calm atmosphere, a group of sailors with weapons quietly approached the captain's bedroom.

He Tie and the monkey were among them, and when they approached the bedroom, they could faintly hear the snoring coming from inside.

"Everyone, just subdue the captain and don't hurt him." The first mate, who was the ship's second-in-command, warned.

Everyone nodded, the following offenses are taboo in the laws of the Xia Kingdom, and the crime of holding the captain hostage is enough for them to die several times, but now for the sake of immediate safety, they have to do it.

As the doors were opened, sailors swarmed in.

The sleeping captain was awakened by the sound and sat up from the ship.

Before he could react, several figures pounced at once, crushing him under him.

"What are you doing, rebelling? Holy shit, let me go. The captain shouted.

The sailors looked at the first mate, waiting for his instructions.

"Let the captain stand up!" The first mate said in a deep voice.

After getting up, the captain stared at the companion in front of him, who had followed him for many years, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Zhao Tong, I didn't expect it to be you."

Zhao Tong arched his hand to the captain and said: "Captain, I also have to do this, you are not normal now, for the safety of everyone, I can only control you, if we can return to the Xia Kingdom, I will bear all the charges alone." ”

The captain squinted his eyes and stared at Zhao Tong for a while, then closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

"You did the right thing, lock me up, and during this time, the fleet will be handed over to you to command, thank you."

Zhao Tong nodded gratefully to the captain and said, "Captain, we will survive." ”

"Hmm!"

"From today onwards, before discovering the land, prohibit the captain from leaving this room for a single step, He Heizi, monkey, you two must protect the captain."

"Yes!"

He Tie and the two said in unison.

The sailors slowly retreated, leaving only He Tie and the others to guard the door of the room.

Three more days have passed since the mutiny, and now it has been more than twenty days, and the fresh water on the ship has been seen, in order to save resources, the crew can only drink a little water every day, and the ship is lifeless, if there are no people moving around, it is almost no different from a ghost ship.

A week later, the fresh water was completely drunk, and in order to survive, the crew had to quench their thirst with their own urine, and some even hallucinated that the ocean-going expedition was on the verge of death.

He Tie licked his chapped lips and leaned against the wall weakly, the sun shining on his body, not warm, as if the dazzling sunlight was going to take away the last bit of water in his body.

It's just that He Tie has no strength anymore, he hasn't drunk a sip of water for two days, and he knows that he will die soon.

But for some reason, he was incomparably calmer in his heart, thinking of his wife and children in his heart, and with the little strength he had left, he grinned and smiled at the empty front.

The gods seemed to have a penchant for testing human willpower, and just as the crew was almost desperate, something black appeared on the sea ahead.

When a sailor lying in the shade of the deck tilted his head to look over there, his eyes couldn't help but open, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Land!"

An extremely hoarse and deep voice came out of his mouth, so faint that he couldn't make out himself.

Trying to get a little saliva out of his mouth to moisten his dry throat, he struggled to get up from the deck with difficulty on the railing, and looked at the land in front of him and wept with joy.

"Land! Hurry up, everyone, I see the land. ”

The choked and hoarse voice of the sailor echoed throughout the deck.

However, the sailors lying on the deck seemed to be dead, and no one responded to his words.

The sailor stumbled toward one of his companions, kneeling beside him, shaking his body incessantly.

"Brother, get up, get up, we have salvation, don't die, you fucking suffocate to death."

But no matter how much he swayed, the fallen companion never got up.

The sailor wiped away his tears and went crazy trying to wake everyone up, but the long-term dehydration had severely reduced his physical strength.

The sudden violent action made his brain feel dizzy, and he stumbled and fell heavily on the deck.

Lying on the warm deck, he gritted his teeth, thinking hard about his robed brothers crawling away, he didn't believe that he was the only living person left on this ship.

Maybe it's because God sees the eyes, with his unremitting efforts, someone finally opened his eyes, and when he heard that the land was ahead, the hope of life washed out, and the tenacious sense of survival of human beings made these people struggle to get up as if they were returning to the light.

He Tie also slowly opened his eyes in a violent shaking.

"Brother, we can live." The sailor who woke him up smiled happily.

He Tie licked his lips and didn't figure out what was going on, but suddenly realized something, and hurriedly tilted his head to look to the side.

In the shadows, the monkey leaned against the wall with his head bowed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

He hurriedly crawled towards the monkey, shaking his body constantly, "Monkey, wake up, you can't die." ”

But no matter how He Tie shook it, the monkey didn't react at all.

He Tie didn't believe that his brother, who had shared hardships and suffering, died like this, and tried to calm himself down, and put his finger on the tip of the monkey's nose, to his delight, although the air flow was very weak, it proved that the monkey was still alive.

"Brother, brother, I must not let you die in front of me."

He Tie gritted his teeth, looked left and right, and finally fixed his gaze on the dagger on his waist.

He drew the dagger from his waist and slashed it on his arm without hesitation, letting the blood flow down the wound and into the monkey's mouth.

With the moisturization of the liquid, the monkey's throat moved, and the instinct for survival made him yearn for this glimmer of chance to live.

The crew gathered on the deck and looked at the rising land in the distance, and the joy of dying in the distance spread through the crowd, but the crew no longer had the strength to cheer loudly, just looked at the land and laughed silly.