The result of half a month is that Yan Ming made a flintlock pistol. This flintlock pistol is more advanced than the arquebus, using flint to ignite the fire, not afraid of wind and rain.

In the whole process of making a flintlock pistol, the most difficult thing is to carve the rifling.

Although the elder Chen made a tool for carving rifling according to Yan Ming's idea, it was even more difficult to implement it.

But the end result is good. Despite all the difficulties, the rifling was finally successfully portrayed. Once rifling, the lead bullet fired increases the distance several times over.

A flintlock pistol without rifling has a maximum range of only 200 paces, but with a rifled flintlock pistol, the effective killing distance can reach 800 paces.

Eight hundred steps, in the era of war dominated by cold weapons, can already be regarded as an artifact.

The flintlock pistol made by Yan Ming, because of the backward technology, and he is not a professional gun maker, the firing range naturally cannot reach the maximum of 800 steps, but there are still more than 600 steps.

In more than ten days, the first flintlock pistol of the Han Dynasty was finally born after a lot of hardships.

Yan Ming carried a flintlock pistol, followed by Old Man Lu and Old Man Chen. Holding a box of lead bullets and packaged gunpowder, Chengxin went to the range where the sergeants practiced archery.

The average archer practises archery at about 30 paces, and there are also those who start practicing at around 50 paces with a hard bow.

The best is the Hu Cavalry Captain, who can accurately shoot at the target from 60 paces away, and even from 100 paces away.

This time, Yan Ming came to experiment with a flintlock pistol.

After all, it was the first gun made by himself in the two lives, and Yan Ming didn't have so much confidence, so he chose to shoot five hundred steps away.

But that's it, Old Man Chen and Old Man Lu both think that Yan Ming is crazy.

Is it so powerful to have such a small piece of lead bullet and some gunpowder?

Not only did they not believe it, but even Chengxin, who had been with Yan Ming for a long time, did not believe in Yan Ming's experiment.

Although this Hou Ye brought them a lot of surprises, as he himself said, people are not gods, and it is impossible to do things that violate common sense.

Yan Ming ignored their suspicions, but took a flintlock pistol, sent the gunpowder bag into the chamber with a strip, and then carefully sent the lead bullet into it.

"Then it's time to witness the miracle." Yan Ming grinned.

The elder Chen was nervous, while the old man Lu was very satisfied with the wooden handle he had made. Only Chengxin looked at the target five hundred steps away, waiting to see Yan Ming's joke.

Gently pulled the trigger.

There was a "bang" explosion that scared the three unprepared people.

A puff of smoke erupted from the chamber and barrel of the gun almost simultaneously. In particular, the smoke that came out of the barrel of the gun turned out to be straight forward, like a path.

Almost at the same time as the gun exploded, five hundred paces away, an explosion sounded on the target made of hay.

The lead bullet hit the target accurately, the huge penetrating force and the air wave brought by the lead bullet shot directly from the front of the target, flew out from behind, and the powerful impact directly tore the straw behind the target, as if a fist-sized hole was blown out.

The recoil made Yan Ming shrug his shoulders back, but he didn't expect the recoil of the flintlock pistol to be so great.

"Let's go see the target." Yan Ming said.

Chengxin was the first to run over, and when he came back, his tongue couldn't be stuffed back.

"Master Hou, it's terrible, behind the target, behind it, it's about to be blown up." Chengxin covered his mouth and said in horror.

When the old man Chen and the old man Lu saw that the flintlock pistol was fired just now, they were not small, but they didn't expect that this thing like a burning stick could have such great power.

In an instant, both men ran behind the target, carefully searching for the lead bullet.

Eventually, the two men found lead bullets on the earthen wall twenty paces behind the target.

The lead bullet had been deformed by impact and was completely distorted.

"What happens if this thing hits someone?" Old Man Chen and Old Man Lu thought of the same question in the same way.

"Master Hou, Master Hou, General Wei Qing is here." Yan Ming was wiping the flintlock pistol in his hand when someone shouted in the distance.

Yan Ming turned around and had already seen Wei Qing striding over.

"Fourth, when are you still so leisurely. Two thousand Hun heavy cavalry came outside. I guess it's time to use fire and thunder, right? Wei Qing said.

"Heavy cavalry? Where is it? Yan Ming asked.

"Just outside the city, when we spied on the intelligence of the Huns together, I stayed in the Huns for a few more days, and I knew that there were four thousand of the most elite heavy armored cavalry under the command of King Zuoxian, and ordinary bows and arrows would not affect their attacks!" Wei Qing said a little anxiously.

"Let's go, let's see. Inform the soldiers at the head of the city to prepare for fire and thunder. Destroyed the two thousand heavy armored cavalry of King Zuoxian, it was worth it. "What Yan Ming has to do now is to hurt the Huns, and the more painful the fight, the better.

Ascending to the top of the city, I saw a mile away, the heavy armored cavalry of the Huns lined up in the wilderness, led by three people, standing under the banner of the gate, pointing and pointing.

"Do you know who is leading the troops on the other side? Could it be King Zuoxian? Yan Ming asked, while motioning for Cheng Xin to bring the gunpowder bag and lead bullet.

At the same time, Wei Qing told the soldiers defending the city that as long as the Huns attacked, they would be greeted with fire and thunder.

Wei Qing looked at the long stick in his hand, and he didn't know what it was for.

"On the other side is Ah Guta, the uncle of the little concubine of King Zuoxian, I heard that he dedicated the little concubine to King Zuoxian. That's why I was able to borrow two thousand heavy armored cavalry from King Zuoxian. Wei Qing said.

Speaking of King Zuoxian's little concubine, Yan Ming thought of Sima Xiu. It is estimated that this little concubine did not escape Sima Xiu's shooting.

Feeding the gunpowder into the barrel with a strip, and then loading the lead bullet, Yan Ming said with a smile: "No matter which one is a bone." In short, the one in the middle must be a big official, and Lao Tzu will give him a shot first. ”

Wei Qing thought that Yan Ming was going to duel with the other party, and just as he was about to open his mouth to stop it, he saw Yan Ming raise the burning stick in his hand.

Three points and one line, the moment the crosshairs of Wangshan and the target were connected, Yan Ming decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang-"

For the first time, the flintlock pistol roared on the battlefield.

As the smoke and dust flew, the bullets hit the Huns on the opposite side almost instantly.

It's just that the accuracy of the flintlock pistol is not so high, and it failed to hit the middle of the A Gu as Yan Ming wished, but shot a general on his right in the chest.

The general was not wearing heavy armor, but cowhide armor.

With extremely fast lead bullets, it shot directly into his chest, and the huge air flow rushed directly into his heart and lungs through the wound, tearing his internal organs apart.

The captain of the Hun cavalry howled miserably, and he turned over and fell directly from his horse.

Blood slowly flowed from his chest.

All the Huns didn't notice Yan Ming on the opposite city wall, they only heard a thunderous explosion, and saw their own people dead on the ground.

"Thor apparition!" Ah Guta looked up at the sky suspiciously, while Yan Ming lowered his head and began to reload, he was about to kill Ah Guta.