Ten bronze cannons with a dark red luster stood quietly in the corner of a huge shooting range in the Hanzhong Military Warfare Bureau, with their barrels parallel to the ground and pointing to a row of earthen bags a mile away.

A team of seven people, a total of ten squads, stood behind the cannon, no one spoke, and the people and the cannon were silent as if they were one.

If you look closely, you will see that these people are wearing a white cloth robe with red edges, and they are not wearing armor, nor are they wearing the rattan armor inherent in the Kuizhou army.

It is said to be a cloth robe, but it is not like, the length of the cardigan is no more than the root of the thigh, a row of copper buckles is shining, a belt around the waist is decorated with copper rivets, tightly tied around the waist, there are some copper rings hanging on it, the lower body is a pair of white trousers inlaid with red trousers, with black boots, and an iron eight-petal helmet on the head, the whole person looks a little sci-fi, not at all like an ordinary Ming soldier.

Yan Mingde, the head of the Kuizhou Military Bird Command, who stood in the first place of the first cannon, was obviously a little uncomfortable with this neat costume, and always felt a little itchy on his body, so he secretly grabbed it when Wang Huan, who was standing on the high platform, did not look at him.

Wang Huan didn't see Yan Mingde's small movements, his eyes were on the ten cannons, and he was talking to Xu Erjue, Alfonso, and Du Luo with a smile.

"My lord, this military uniform is really an eye-opener for the lower officials, is the military uniform of the red-haired ghost really like this? Is it really safe to be without armor? Xu Erjue was interested in the tight clothes of Yan Mingde and others, and said to Wang Huan.

"The position of the artillery, at the far end of the battlefield, does not require them to go into hand-to-hand combat, and if the enemy really has heavy artillery that can hit them, that layer of iron is useless, so for them, armor is better than nothing." Wang Huan was in a good mood, and explained with a smile: "And when the gunners shoot, they need to carry heavy shells, which is extremely physically demanding, and then let them wear armor, which is equivalent to needlessly increasing their physical burden, and use all their strength to fire cannons, and eliminate the enemy troops at a distance as much as possible, isn't it more reasonable than wearing armor on their own bodies?" ”

Alfonso and Duro listened carefully to Liu Erlang's translation on the side, and after understanding it, the two also muttered about it, and Liu Erlang said to Xu Erjue: "This kind of military uniform is already very common in Obaro, except for noble knights and cheap foot soldiers, the musketeers and gunners over there no longer wear armor. When they saw this white military uniform designed by Hou Ye for the first time, they were also shocked, thinking that Hou Ye must be a genius, so that he could rely on his own wisdom to achieve the achievements of the red-haired ghost for several generations and create this artillery. ”

In the sound of their conversation, Wang Huan raised his head and looked at the sky, with an incomparably deep expression on his face, showing his superior demeanor.

After pretending to be forced for a while, Wang Huan turned his gaze back to the cannon, his expression became serious, and he said to Xu Erjue: "You can start testing the cannon." ”

Xu Erjue nodded in response, and shouted to a master craftsman holding a red flag beside him, who raised the red flag in his hand, paused for a moment, and then waved it down violently.

Yan Mingde and the others kept staring at the red flag, and as soon as the red flag moved, they immediately moved.

The skilled division of labor made them not feel in a hurry, although it was the first time to open the cannon, but in advance they had been in the war bureau with a wooden cannon model practice countless times, the polished iron bullet is even more skillful to pick up and put down, at this time with the real guy, in addition to a little excitement in the heart, there is no panicked action, everyone has their own clear responsibilities, carry the cannonball, put the gunpowder bag of the gunpowder, push the bullet into the chamber with a long putter, the ignition of the cannon fire copied the fire of the iron brass wrapped in the fire cloth, Everything is so orderly, and there is meticulous rigor in the dazzling movements.

"It's a good way to train." Wang Huan said in Portuguese with deep feelings, and looked at Douro, these bird commanders came from his own training, and in just ten days, he completed the transformation from bird commanders to gunners: "Mr. Douro has made great contributions. ”

Douro smiled proudly, the red hairs on his face were like a thin plush mask in the sun: "Governor Xie praised me for being a first-class gunner in the Portuguese army, otherwise I would not have become a second lieutenant." These people are very diligent, as soon as they teach, but the disadvantage is that they are illiterate, I wrote the artillery drill code translated, although they can't understand it, but they can memorize it by rote, link by link engraved in their minds, plus my patient training, in order to achieve today's results. ”

Every word of his is praising himself, Wang Huanfu smiled, picked up the artillery drill book and looked at it, this is Duro's original work, Liu Erlang's translation, in fact, it is the plagiarism of the Portuguese army's artillery drill code, Duro This guy used it as his own work without cutting a word.

While the two were talking and laughing, Yan Mingde's high-pitched voice came from the shooting range.

"The armor is ready!"

He stood straight next to the cannon wheels with his head held high, his white uniform stood out from the red cannon, the gun wheels were almost as tall as his body, the wood-clad iron wheels were so strong that the axles were almost as thick as the thighs of ordinary people.

An igniter stood behind Yan Mingde with a red-hot iron hammer, ready to ignite at any time, and the rest of the gunners were already far away a few feet away from the rear at this time, covering their ears with their hands.

"Cannon B ready!"

"Ready for the C cannon!"

……

One shout after another rang out, and the commanders of the ten guns all stood beside the cannons in a straight line, standing solemnly like javelins, looking at the master who was holding the red flag, waiting for orders.

"Fire!"

With Xu Erjue's roar, the red flag fell, and the ten gunners waved their hands at the same time, and the igniters stepped forward together and lit the fuse on the fire door with an iron drill.

Then the gunner and the ignition man immediately jumped away with swiftness, crouched on the ground, and covered their ears with cotton with their hands.

And Wang Huan and others on the high platform also took out cotton balls and covered their ears with both hands.

The fuse burned quickly, and the ten cannons fired almost at the same time, and a muffled sound like a thunderbolt falling on the ground blurted out in the barrel of the cannon, and the cyan smoke rose up, and ten black iron bullets shot out like marbles, flying out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ten iron bullets hit the distant soil slope, the soil slope is very thick, inclined upward, ten rice balls like black iron bullets hit in the thick soil, and there is a burst of loess churning, the sound of "knock, knock" seems to hit the iron plate as thick, most of the iron bullets have sunk into the soil, there are a few iron bullets bounced up from the hard soil, fell on the slope, the rest of the momentum is not exhausted and jumped up a few times, before falling to the ground.

The sound of the artillery rumbled and lasted for a long time, and when the dust settled and the smoke cleared, everyone ran to the vicinity of the impact point in a hurry to carefully inspect the effect of the shelling.

The ten iron bullets, except for a few that are still trapped in the soil and cannot be dug out, the other few fell on the ground in front of the soil slope, the huge crater on the soil slope, the basin is also large, and the imprint on the soil slope after the bounce is also extremely terrifying.

"Ten catties of iron bullets, fired with a medium-sized medicine bag, can shoot more than three feet into the loess layer from a mile away, this distance, this power, is enough to defeat the large Furlong machine!" After measuring the crater with a ruler, Xu Er was overjoyed, and waved the ruler and shouted: "The key is that the cannon is less than a thousand catties, the big wheels are carried quickly, and the marching camp is much faster than the large Furlong machine, Master Hou, this cannon is excellent." ”

The two red-haired ghosts also muttered, their focus was on the medicine bag, according to them, the medium yellow medicine bag did not play the potential of this cannon, if you change to a large medicine bag, the range and power can be increased to a higher level, but the cannon body may not be able to withstand a large number of ****** for a long time, and can only be used in case of emergency.

Wang Huan couldn't help nodding his head, seeing it with his own eyes and hearing it with his own ears, let him be sure that although the Napoleon cannon was not quite the same as the original, it was definitely a successful trial production, and in the future, another weapon was added to the Kuizhou army to defeat the enemy.

"My lord, this cannon doesn't have a name yet, according to the practice of the imperial court, the cannon must be named after the general, in order to show the power of the gods." Xu Erjue smiled and said, "Please give the name to the Hou Ye." ”

Wang Huan possessed, grabbed a handful of stone fragments that were broken by an iron bullet from the ground, threw it casually, stone chips flew out all over the sky, he stepped on an iron bullet with one foot, and laughed loudly: "This cannon can strengthen my Han family's divine power and help me restore the rivers and mountains, so call it a divine cannon!" ”

Yan Mingde and others surrounded everyone, excited and inexplicable, holding the artifact, why worry about being invincible; Follow the calm and cool wait, why not be afraid of the enemy's tens of millions. From Sichuan all the way to Shaanxi, as veterans in the army, they have long regarded Wang Huan as a god of war, at this moment Wang Huan's name must be certain, they immediately cheered, and shouted: "Shenwei cannon!" Divine Cannon! Hou Ye Wansheng! The Kuizhou army wins! ”

The shouting is passionate, which can cover the sun and the moon.

In the flying loess, the ten golden and red Shenwei cannons stand quietly, like ten swords that slay demons and eliminate demons, refined into a hundred times, and will become the most important part of Wang Huan's Kuizhou army's weapon platter, playing an important role.

(End of chapter)