April of the thirteenth year of Yongli, Burma, Ava City.

The Burmese king, Mangda, is holding a court meeting to discuss how to deal with the "invasion of the Ming Kingdom". After more than three months, the news that a small city on the Burmese border had been captured by the Ming army finally reached Ava.

Compared with the Ming Dynasty, even after the reforms of King Talon, the degree of centralization of power in Myanmar is still far less than that of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, the opinions of the lords are particularly important. And in front of Mandada is a group of lords' children, who represent the interests of various lords.

"I received a report from Pegasus that it is rumored that the fugitive emperor of the Ming Kingdom actually sent troops to take a small city in Mengyang, and killed Eva whom I sent to meet them. Thinking that Yongli was beaten by the Tatars as well as the water dogs, and he still wanted to make up for it from my country, it really made me feel ashamed! It's tolerable, it's unbearable! Mangda himself set the tone for this meeting first, of course, he didn't know what Iva did to die before Yongli slashed his head--- even if he knew, this incompetent Burmese king would only choose to protect his shortcomings.

There is no such thing as a lord humiliating a lord to death in Myanmar, and after hundreds of years of warlord warfare, it is common for lords to change their allegiance to a monarch. Therefore, the sons and daughters of the lords who had money and soldiers said with their eyes, "I'll just look at it, don't speak."

As soon as the king spoke, a few fortunate ministers who were waiting beside Mangda immediately followed: "The ministers heard that the Ming Kingdom has been exhausted, and the King of Pingxi of the Qing Kingdom has chased to Yunnan, and Yongli ran to the territory of our country a few months ago, and now the King of Pingxi of the Tatars is afraid that he is about to catch up!" ”

"If our country catches the Yongli and gives it to the Tatars, China has a territory of thousands of miles, and people are stupid and have a lot of money, how much benefit will it get?" Another fortunate minister argued for the necessity of war from another angle.

Manda twisted his beard slightly and didn't say a word, just stared at the lord's children lined up on both sides with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, the minister seconded the proposal. As far as the minister knows, the Ming people just took advantage of their unpreparedness to attack suddenly, if it is a dignified battle, I am afraid that Yongli has become the king's prisoner! The heir of Tusi from Mengyang began to incite public opinion, and it was Mengyang's territory that he lost, so naturally he had to stand up and speak.

Subsequently, Mubang Tusi's younger brother also stood up: "Your Majesty, this matter should not be delayed sooner rather than later. Now is a good time to expand the territory and raise the national prestige of our great Burma, if it is too late to send troops, the king of Pingxi takes the whole of Yunnan, I am afraid it will be difficult to compete with the Tatars. ”

"Your Majesty, if you start preparing now, I'm afraid you will delay farming." Someone bluntly asked a question.

"If they take Yuanjiang, Guangnan, Guangxi and other Tusi, as long as they can submit to our country, the tribute tax collected will be enough to offset. The Ming army is no more than 10,000 at most, the division veterans are tired, and there are elephants in our country, and at most 10,000 people are needed. ”

The other Tusi wanted to object, but after Mangda promised to distribute part of the benefits according to the number of troops, he had to pinch his nose and agree, planning to send a message to his family to send a few thousand peasant soldiers to perfunctory---- after all, King Mangda was the largest feudal lord in Myanmar.

Relying on the remnants of King Talon's reforms, Burma was able to mobilize food and conscript soldiers relatively quickly. Soldiers and baggage from various lords flocked to the outskirts of Ava along rivers and roads--- including the places where Yongli once lived. The Burmese army under the city is increasing day by day, and looking at more and more war elephants, Manda's confidence is almost bursting. Because, according to his most trusted favored minister, as long as the war elephant comes out, he can trample the Ming army into pulp.

"Hahahahahaha Mangda stood at the head of Ava City, excitedly spreading his arms, cossing with the scene in a TV series in the future.

……

Zhu Youlang, who was thousands of miles away, sneezed.

"Your Majesty, this is a sample of a flintlock pistol made according to the drawings, the gun is seven feet six inches long and weighs twelve pounds." Huang Ming, the steward of the prison, respectfully introduced a long thing on the table.

"I want to see what the difference between the flintlock pistol and the bird gun is."

One of the two guards had a flintlock pistol, the other a bird's gun. Both were facing a straw target twenty paces away.

After learning the most basic steps, the two guards began to reload together. The guards who filled the bird guns were obviously very quick to clean the fire holes, medicine pots, pour primers, and propellants...... The guards who loaded the flintlock pistols had already reloaded their ammunition in a slightly rusty way, and gently pulled down the hanging knife.

"Bang!" A buckshot that weighed nearly one or two pounds pierced the scarecrow's body, leaving a small noticeable hole.

The guard who loaded the bird gun was surprised, but continued to skillfully spit out the projectile to reload, and then drew the whole strip to compact the ammunition.

"Bang!" The flintlock pistol was reloaded, and the scarecrow had one more hole in his body.

Fixing the arquebus to the arquebus, the guard with the arquebus finally pulled the sling. Then the flintlock guard fired a third shot. It seems that if the guards with flintlock pistols are also very skilled, then after three rounds of flintlock pistols, the bird gun can shoot one round, and if the Ming army can all change to flintlock pistols, it is equal to the firepower output directly multiplied by three.

verified the conclusion that he didn't know how many times he had seen it in various time travel novels, Zhu Youlang applauded and smiled with satisfaction, and when he saw the surprised looks of the people around him, he embarrassedly remembered that there was no habit of clapping his hands in this era, so he had to put his hands away and carry them behind his back.

Twenty-four years earlier, Bi Maokang had also invented the flintlock pistol in the Ming Dynasty, which was not a big problem from a technical point of view. Therefore, Zhu Youlang was not too surprised, but was concerned about the output of flintlock pistols: "How many flintlock pistols can be produced by the prison every month?" "For the army, only large-scale equipment and weapons can form combat effectiveness.

"If it's a new gun, you can only produce sixty guns a month. If it is modified with an old bird gun, it can be modified for about two hundred, but the quality is not as good as the new gun. ”

This figure is much lower than Zhu Youlang's prediction. "Is there any way to expand production? Is it a shortage of materials, or a shortage of labor? Don't worry. "Historically, the Ming Dynasty once made a fuss about the official bird gun of ten taels of silver, which was not as good as the private bird gun of three taels of silver in Guangdong, so that the use of firearms by the Ming army was greatly restricted. Zhu Youlang didn't want his golden finger to be forcibly offset by the backward system.

"Back to the emperor, the materials are of sufficient quality and quantity, and the fineness is very good, but the labor is insufficient, and there are no skilled craftsmen."

"Didn't I hand over all the captured craftsmen to you?"

"Your Majesty, this is exactly the output of the villain after getting this batch of people. It's really understaffed. Huang Ming complained.

Zhu Youlang was annoyed: Why did other traversers quickly get a large number of flintlock pistols or Mini rifles as soon as they arrived in the Ming Dynasty, and the artillery was replaced with iron at every turn. Why is it so hard to get a little flintlock pistol yourself? Is it so hard for liberal arts students to cross?

Looking at the emperor's worried expression, Huang Ming decided to say another number--- in order to cope with the pressure from above, the maximum production capacity of the self-reported supervisor has always been lower than the actual production capacity, so that there is a buffer when the above puts forward harsh requirements.

"If you can light up at night and make some simple ones, you can produce 80 pieces a month, and you can only modify 200 pieces."

"Why don't retrofits increase, but production? Could it be that you deliberately underreported the yield in order to avoid something? ”

"The villain doesn't dare!" Huang Ming hurriedly knelt down, lowered his head and responded: "Your Majesty, there is no problem with knocking on the barrel at night, but there is a problem with making a bolt." The biggest difference between a flintlock pistol and a bird's gun is the bolt. This bolt needs to be made little by little by a skilled craftsman, where can it be made at night? ”

Zhu Youlang heard the same, but in any case, such a low output is unacceptable---- if the number of flintlock pistols is too small, when the Manchu Qing Dynasty finishes cleaning up Zheng Chenggong and forcibly piles up an army of 100,200,000, he will still be beaten back to his original form by history.

"There are two ways to improve production efficiency, one is to improve the technical level, and the other is to improve the management level. I am a liberal arts student, and my technical level is limited by materials and processing technology, and my improvement is relatively slow, but I can change the management level. Thanks to the information explosion of later generations, Zhu Youlang, who knew a little bit of everything, opened his golden finger and planned to engage in assembly line operations in the 17th century: "If it is only easy to use guns, then let skilled craftsmen only make guns, and let unskilled people do other simple steps." Moreover, the steps of making guns are broken down one by one, and even an apprentice can learn them quickly. ”

Huang Ming couldn't help but be stunned: It turns out that you can still do this when you make a gun? However, as an expert, he soon realized that this kind of organization and production was far faster than the previous way, and any step except the bolt could be done by a fool. If you can discipline it well, I'm afraid that the output can be doubled!

"Villain, Your Majesty Xie taught this method!"

"Thank you for not needing, I want you to produce at least 200 flintlock pistols and modify 300 flintlock pistols within a month, no matter what method you use. Li Banban, you go back and pay three thousand taels of silver from the inner treasury to pay the general as a prisoner. ”

"The villain must do his best!" The emperor said this, even if Huang Ming felt that he couldn't do it, he had to promise to come down first--- and talk about it later!