Seeing the craftsman's serious appearance, Zheng Ying felt that he might not treat what he said as a joke.

But if you don't look at it according to the jokes, it's really a bit scary.

The flintlock gun, which can hit 300 steps, is simply a lighter medium-sized Furlong gun, and the Furlong gun is an artillery, weighing hundreds of pounds, and it is not easy to transport, while the flintlock gun can be used by one person, and it is clear which is better and which is inferior, and there is no need to think too much about it at all.

"You didn't lie to me? Can you really hit 300 steps? ”

Zheng Ying asked with difficulty.

"Unless I'm blind."

The craftsman is still very serious.

At this moment, Zheng Ying can't help but pay attention to and understand this matter.

He noticed that the lead in his hand was not only strangely shaped, with a few strange grooves in the lower half, but also a piece of wood embedded in it at the bottom, which was even more strange.

"How do you use this gun? Tell me how to show me. ”

The craftsman nodded, picked up a flintlock gun, poured some gunpowder into it, and then put the special lead in his hand through the muzzle, and then used a strip to reach through the muzzle to compact the lead and gunpowder.

"Isn't this the same as a bird's gun? The rifled flintlock guns we use now are all larger projectiles, and then hammered into them with hammers, if you do this, the projectiles and rifling can't fit at all, isn't it the same as bird guns? What's the difference? ”

Zheng Ying said he didn't understand.

The craftsman said: "This is the difference, and it is also a better place than the current rifled flintlock, which is now used to hammer the lead bullet into it with a wooden hammer, which is not only time-consuming and laborious, but also easy to break the inner chamber, right?" ”

Zheng Ying nodded.

"That's right, more than 20 have been damaged since the landing, and I feel very distressed, but there is no other way, only the rifled flintlock gun can hit farther and more accurately, in order to deter the enemy army or directly kill the enemy commander, this gun is indispensable, do you know that when the marshal conquered the Dongwu Kingdom, it was with such a flintlock gun that killed the enemy's main general with a shot of lead, and the enemy army collapsed."

The craftsman said he knew.

"So, two years ago, the marshal specially instructed our Firearms Manufacturing Bureau to make and improve the rifled flintlock guns, try to make it as simple as possible, and then produce a little higher, and gave us some patterns, but this is too difficult, we can only do it little by little in two years, and we have made almost forty pieces, but the lead has not been improved.

After Director Xu came three months ago, he took a group of masters to make them without sleep, and asked for 100,000 taels of silver materials from Dashuai, which solved the problem of lead. ”

Zheng Ying knew that these craftsmen were very hard.

Xiao Ruxun has always told the army craftsmen about the hard work of making weapons for them, and spared no effort to improve the status of these craftsmen in Myanmar in the past few years, often organizing craftsmen to go to the barracks to teach soldiers to use the latest firearms on the spot, promoting mutual understanding between craftsmen and the army, and achieved good results, at least in the Zhennan army, craftsmen are more respected.

"Okay, I know you're working hard, so don't we say anything? Come on, come on, let me see what the hell is so powerful with this gun, if the flintlock gun that can fight 300 paces can be used by us, all the enemy troops will really be local chickens and dogs, and even the cavalry we can deal with! ”

Zheng Ying obviously didn't believe it, but there was still a little bit of excitement, and he was looking forward to seeing a miracle.

Three hundred paces away, the ordinary scarecrow and target could not be used, and it was not clear to see, so Zheng Ying directly got a large shield cart and placed it at a distance of three hundred paces, making a lot of space for the craftsman, and then doing experiments for him.

When many of the guards heard that a new type of flintlock gun had come to the barracks that could fight three hundred paces away, they couldn't help but be very surprised, and they came to see the excitement.

"Okay, you can start, there's the big shield cart, that plank is big enough to see clearly, you can shoot, see if you can hit that plank, I really don't believe you can hit something three hundred paces away."

Zheng Ying stood beside the craftsman, and beside Zheng Ying, more generals and soldiers were keeping a close eye on the craftsman.

"Three hundred steps? Just kidding, right? ”

"Furlong can only hit three hundred paces away, even if it is a flintlock gun, if it can hit three hundred steps, what do you need Furlong to do?"

"yes, if the flintlock can hit that far, I'll eat my bird right away!"

Several soldiers laughed and bet on the sidelines.

A group of people watched the craftsman calmly kneel on one knee on the ground, then poured primer into the fire mouth, pulled down the fire line, raised the gun at the big shield car, and then decisively pulled the trigger!

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, white gas rose into the air, Zheng Ying immediately sent someone to ride a horse to rush over to see if the big shield car had hit, and then Zheng Ying watched the cavalry rush over, and quickly rushed back, with a ghostly expression on his face.

"Will will will ...... Checkmate! The lead is embedded in the big shield cart!! ”

A word stirred up a thousand waves, and the scene boiled instantly.

"What?!"

Zheng Ying yelled, and was about to go over to see it with his own eyes, but before he could run out, he was stopped by the craftsman.

"Wait a minute, don't leave yet, I'll squat here, General Zheng, please test the accuracy immediately, you get a rope and straighten it, pull it all the way from me, see how much it deviates from here to the shield car, I'll go back and tell Director Xu."

Seeing the craftsman's indifferent expression, Zheng Ying had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Okay."

He immediately sent someone to find a rope, and pulled it all the way from the craftsman to the big shield cart, and he followed him, and when he walked in front of the big shield cart, he saw with his own eyes that the lead embedded in the shield cart had been a little deformed, and this position did not seem to deviate much from the position where the craftsman was, only three or four inches of deviation.

He took the lead bullet off and looked at it in his hand, and the shock in his heart was far from over.

Walking back to the craftsman, Zheng Ying handed the lead bullet to the craftsman.

"I believed, I believe now."

As soon as Zheng Ying's words came out, the surroundings boiled again, and the soldiers were surprised, and they turned their heads one after another, looking at the craftsman and the gun with shocked expressions.

"When are you going to eat your own bird?"

The soldier who had just said that he wanted to eat the bird gun was asked by his companion and was immediately depressed.

The craftsman took the buckshot, looked at it carefully, and nodded.

"Therefore, it is meaningful to have so much silver for so long, and we are worthy of so much silver."

"When will it be given to us? I want 10,000! If you don't have enough money, I'll rob you! I'll grab the money for you! Have you seen this city? There are at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver here, and a million taels is not impossible, if you give me 10,000 of these flintlock guns, I will immediately use troops to grab the money for you! Brethren, right?! ”

Zheng Ying asked loudly to the surrounding generals, and the generals immediately shouted in unison with murderous energy: "Yes!" ”