Chapter 433

"Adjust the angle, Shao Zhan Shi said, this time he will shoot ten shots, and he can accurately hit one shot, and everyone will be rewarded with a hundred dollars!"

An officer in the color of the general flag shouted on the boat, the boat was across the river, the only two old-fashioned guns on the boat were aimed at the river bank, that is the place where the aqueduct was repaired to divert water from the Yongning River, and walked to Huangyan County, where a few huge stones stubbornly peeked out of the mound, not hard, but definitely not soft soil, it can be estimated that the following, by manual mining alone, to move completely, it will take at least a month.

The place where Yang Shangjing first wanted to use gunpowder to make a blast was here.

Although there is still a big difference between blasting and bombardment, but for Yang Shangjing, as long as the stone can be smashed piecemeal and taken away, it is good, there are a total of two warships in the Qianhu of the Taizhou Weishui Army, and there are two old-fashioned artillery guns on one of them, compared to the goods of the Jingshi Shenji Battalion, they are simply garbage, but in the Qianhu of the Taizhou Weishui Army, these four cannons are treasures.

When he cleaned up the Japanese invaders before, even Zhou Lezhan was reluctant to take out this thing, one was too consuming, and the other was afraid of using too much to blow up.

As soon as I heard that there was money to take, these gunners who were fairly rich on weekdays, but they were not so rich that their eyes were all round, and a small flag asked in a rough voice: "Boss, if our ten cannons are hit by three or four cannons, what do you say?" ”

"If you can hit three shots, everyone will be rewarded consistently!" The general flag waved his hand, "This is the time to test you!" ”

When Xiao Qi heard this, he only felt adrenaline rushing up, the money has always been not a small amount, their gang of soldiers are fighting to the death, and they can't mix a few salaries a month, at this time, Shao Zhan Shi actually gave this promise, and he still has to fuck him?

As a result, the gunners on this ship were all excited, clearing the barrels of the guns, sorting out the gunpowder, and they were busy with their work.

Yang Shangjing stood in a small pavilion in the distance, watching the movements of these soldiers, he sighed, compared to the breech gun, the power of the breech gun does not matter for the time being, just the steps of loading and cleaning the gun chamber will affect the rate of fire very much, and it will not work if it is not cleaned up, there is too much garbage accumulated in the barrel of the gun, and it will explode.

"It's useless to be a scholar." Yang Shangjing sighed, and began to envy those engineering dogs who crossed over, these years, the Ming Dynasty did not invent the rechargeable cannon, and the West also used breech guns, a level, and there was nowhere to copy it.

Of course, the most important thing is that I don't dare to make it when I drum it out.

"Young master, how many shots do you think these ten cannons can hit?" Uncle Zhong stood behind Yang Shangjing, the look on his face was interested, he had followed Yang Rong for so many years, he had seen the objects of the Shenji Camp, but he would not show too much curiosity.

Yang Shangjing touched his chin and sighed: "The Southern Guard Station has been negligent in training, although Le Zhan has been quite strict this week, it is not too much on the wall of the ordinary guard, and this artillery is really important, and it has not been used often, so I am afraid that it will ...... It's hard to get a reward of 100 Wen. ”

Uncle Zhong nodded silently, and did not refute, just sighed.

"Boom!"

A cannon sounded, Yang Shangjing's eyes narrowed, and he looked directly at the landing point of the cannonball, and could only let out a sigh, the distance between the river and the bare rock was really not far, but this cannon was simply fucking crooked to grandma's house, and it was nearly a mile to the east, and almost smashed a curious onlooker into minced meat.

The solid iron ball ran over the body, and only a pile of minced meat remained.

Yang Shangjing sighed: "This gunner, it's really time to make up for it, and I'm afraid I haven't learned the most basic knowledge." ”

After saying this, he turned his head and instructed Yang Qindao: "Go and raise the flag, tell the warships on the river to wait for the cannon to open fire, and all the homeless people who are watching the excitement over there will be expelled to the south, but don't hurt the labor." ”

Now these displaced people, in Yang Shangjing's eyes, are not just "merit" and "popularity", he Yang Shangjing now does not need any popularity in Huangyan County, or even the entire Taizhou capital, what he needs is qualified labor.

You're building canals or something like these homeless people, and you're still working as you used to? Let's dream, he, Yang Shangjing, has directly transferred suitable manpower from the patrol and defense of thousands of households, and has organized and supervised these displaced people, who will do what work, and what kind of efficiency they must have, and they will all have a number, although they have not yet trained the queue, but the shelf of militarized management has begun to be erected.

That is to say, as long as Yang Shangjing is willing, these laborers can immediately become soldiers after repairing the canal, and the speed is much faster than that of ordinary military households.

In short, these homeless people are about to become Yang Shangjing's treasures.

Therefore, as soon as Yang Qin's flag was played, the warships on the river stopped preparing for shooting, and waited to see that the lively people had retreated half a mile, and then began to continue to prepare.

"Nine chapters of arithmetic is a great book." Yang Shangjing looked at another shot and couldn't help sighing, "It seems that in addition to being called literacy in the future, the purpose of this book itself should also be put into good play." ”

On Yang Shangjing's side, of course, mathematics has not yet risen to the terrible level of "the foundation of all natural sciences", after all, when he was in college, he also failed to pass high mathematics, and he just lamented the importance of arithmetic to this era.

Once these gunners have mastered the precise trigonometric functions, and then calculate the trajectory and the impact point of the projectile, they will be much easier and more accurate, and there is no need to rely on the two of them as they are now, regardless of the distance or proximity.

Although Uncle Zhong didn't understand this, his experience told him that what Yang Shangjing said should be not wrong, so he nodded in agreement, and then stood behind Yang Shangjing's side and watched the third shell fall not far from the rock: "This speed is still a lot worse than the artillery of the Shenji Battalion." ”

Yang Shangjing smiled bitterly: "Such a border army, but it can't be compared with the elite troops, the three battalions of the Beijing Division, but the elite of my Ming Dynasty." ”

When he said this, Yang Shangjing silently added a sentence in his heart, "The Shenji Battalion is", as for the other two battalions...... Yang Shangjing didn't even look at half of his eyes, after all, compared with the Shenji Battalion, which needed money and policy support to pile up, the naval army of the Bei Yamen was really too cold.