Alfonso and Duro looked at the picture for a while, their expressions suddenly became surprised, and they couldn't help but ask Wang Huan, "Your Excellency has been to Europe?" ”

Wang Huan was waiting for the two to answer, but he didn't expect the two to ask, so he had to answer patiently and casually: "Not in this life." ”

The two red-haired ghosts are stunned, what does it mean that there is nothing in this life? However, they didn't delve into it, but looked at the drawings again in solitude, and Alfonso said to himself: "I haven't been to Europe, how can I draw a blueprint of a legion gun, this kind of drawing is not an orthodox gunsmith, I can't draw it." ”

This sentence immediately made Wang Huan feel relieved, it seems that the general direction of his painting is not wrong, and there is a drama in casting cannons!

The legion gun, the main field gun in Europe in the seventeenth century, the favorite gun of the group of European savages before the advent of the Napoleonic cannon, Alfonso knew this, and it became it.

So there was no ink, Wang Huan asked the two Portuguese sailors who had never had a chance to speak, and figured out that one of these two buddies was responsible for sending coal to the blast furnace, and the other was responsible for beating parts on the iron felt with a sledgehammer, and he couldn't even understand the drawings, and he received Liu Erlang's money just because he thought that he could make money in the Ming Dynasty arsenal, and he wanted to be Mr. Nan Guo who ran away if he wanted to make a handful.

Liu Erlang's face was flushed and ashamed, but Wang Huan patted him on the shoulder and praised him fiercely, Alfonso and Duro are two treasures, but those two Portuguese sailors can't be wasted, Wang Huan told Liu Erlang to send someone to follow these two buddies back to Macao, go to the gun factory to dig people at a high price, dig up a useful one, and give the two sailors five hundred taels of silver.

Liu Erlang suddenly realized that this was to treat the two Portuguese sailors as human teeth, and he agreed in his heart and immediately did so.

However, Liu Erlang didn't have to go to Guangdong in person, he had to stay as a translator, after all, Wang Huan couldn't stay in the war bureau at any time, and Alfonso and Duro had to rely on him for their daily communication with Xu Erjue.

The next day, Xu Erjue, accompanied by Liu Erlang, led Alfonso and Du Luo to take a walk outside the Military Bureau, looking at the loess, the two red-haired ghosts wanted to cry without tears, where is there a trace of sea breeze in the wind and sand, it is obvious that the place where they are now is far away from Macao.

Liu Erlang told them that this place is called Hanzhong, thousands of miles away from Guangdong, and if they are lucky, it is safer to follow the footprints of Marco Polo back to Europe through the Silk Road than to walk back to Guangdong.

Hearing the news, Alfonso and Douro were completely relieved to sneak back to Macau, and the exchange with Xu Erjue, a Catholic, also gave them a little comfort, they asked for a Bible from Xu Erjue, and repented every day, thinking that God must be punishing them, so they were thrown so far away from their hometown.

However, all this was gone when counting the golden beans, Wang Huan gave them the box of golden beans weighing about half a catty, and Alfang asked for a more share, because of his high rank. After Huang Cancan's golden beans were put into their purses, Alfonso and Duro finally made up their minds, they would be safe when they came, and they couldn't run horizontally or vertically, so it was better to do it steadfastly, this Ming Dynasty official named Wang Huan was a generous boss, and working under him must have earned more than in Macau.

Alfonso is a master of view mapping and is a skilled designer of artillery; Douro is a doer, picking up a wrench and screwing is his forte, Xu Erjue divided the work for the two of them, Alfonso cooperated with himself on the basis of Wang Huan's rough sample to draw a fine sample that can be trial-produced, and then set the drawings as a blueprint. Douro is in charge of teaching artisans and bringing out a group of skilled workers.

In less than ten days, Alfonso and Xu Erjue took out the basic pattern of the Napoleon cannon in a large house, Wang Huan got the news and went to see it in person, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Alfonso and Xu Erjue were two geniuses, and they developed the idea of the very poor drawing of themselves in a reasonable way, and finely sketched out the Napoleon cannon that was comparable to the original.

After another thirty days, the cannon came out.

The bronze cannon body, the thick barrel in the front and the back, the carefully calculated caliber to length ratio, the gun carriage connected to the gun body by riveting, the small and firm fire door, and the huge wheels with great characteristics, especially the scale engraved on the gun carriage, all show that it is different from any artillery in the Ming Dynasty.

"The whole cannon weighs 986 catties, and it fires 9 catties and 7 taels of iron bullets, and the yellow gunpowder can be calculated in advance, and the medicine bag can be directly loaded when fired." Xu Erjue followed behind Wang Huan and proudly introduced to him: "The scale on the gun carriage can allow the gunner to set the angle of fire according to the distance of the enemy, which is simple and clear, and ordinary soldiers can understand it, and the gun wheel is very large, without oxen to pull it, two horses can pull it, stop and go, and be flexible." ”

Wang Huan couldn't help nodding, and kept circling around the sample cannon, the unique golden dazzling light of the bronze cannon body made it difficult for him to keep reaching out to caress it, and the joy could be seen by the blind.

"Lord Governor, this cannon can withstand the gunpowder you developed, and the bronze cannon body is much stronger than the iron cannon." Alfonso also said with admiration, he had seen yellow gunpowder, this kind of fierce gunpowder he had never seen in Europe, after hearing that Wang Huan invented it, he changed from fear of Shangguan to fear of Wang Huan: "My lord, your gunpowder is much stronger than black gunpowder, can you tell me its formula?" I'm going to let all of Europe know that you invented it. ”

Wang Huan glared at him, stopped, and the smile was abruptly wiped from his face, his face was terrifyingly cold, making everyone present feel like falling into an ice cave: "You don't need to know!" Shouldn't be asked either! Remember, if you want to survive here, just do your own thing, or too much curiosity will kill you! ”

These words were like a sharp blade, hanging on Alfonso's neck and causing him to take a few steps back, and then knelt on the ground in fear, and hastily agreed in a cold sweat.

Wang Huan didn't care about him, and said in Portuguese: "You don't have to be afraid, get up!" As long as you are serious about casting cannons and less crooked thoughts, the money and freedom that should be given to you will be given. ”

Alfonso did have the idea of yellow explosives in his heart, if he could get the formula, he could make a qualitative change in the way the whole world fought when he returned to Europe, and he could make a fortune just by selling the formula.

Wang Huan's determination made him die, he could see that this was Wang Huan's bottom line, and the yellow gunpowder formula was definitely untouchable.

After walking around the sample cannon a few more times, Wang Huan was completely relieved when he watched Du Luo and Alfonso operate the cannon to hit a nearly ten-pound iron bullet into an open space two miles away with a pack of custom-made ******.

"Produce at full capacity, tell me what you lack, and give me what you want!" Wang Huan slapped his hand on the cannon body with a "bell" sound, and every cell in his body was full of joy, even Alfonso, who got up from the ground, was infected: "Even if you are so poor that you want to be pants, I will give you every penny of silver!" ”

"Cannon! In thirty days, I want more than ten cannons! Wang Huan spat and danced: "There are also attached cannonballs, fifty cannonballs per cannon, which must be made!" ”

(End of chapter)