Gordon and others fired the firecracker, found a good location in advance, then set up a wooden fork, and then opened the fire door to put in the primer, and then aimed at the ignition and fired, which took a very long time.

And everyone could see that the firearms in the hands of these Tessians were long and heavy, and they could only move slowly on their shoulders.

The firecrackers of the Pingyu army marched forward with firecrackers, and when they reached the target position, the red flag waved on the opposite side, but the target position was moved back by another thirty steps.

Then the firecrackers half-crouched to aim, lit the fire rope, fired, and after a bang, there was the sound of the target, but this time it was not four rings and three rings, but all six rings and seven rings or more.

The theory of ring numbers was very rare for the guns at that time, but Zhu Cihong made a special request. China's firecrackers originally had a crosshairs, which could be aimed finely, but the European firecrackers at that time did not have these things at all.

"Prince Yu, all of them pass through the target!"

This time, the target examiner's face was full of spring breeze, and he was very proud, and after trotting over to report, he glanced at the group of Tessie people very proudly.

"Your Highness, I want to take a look at the target."

Gordon's request was very rude, but Zhu Cihong nodded and said, "Show him." ”

"Yes!"

The target inspector squinted at Gordon, and ordered someone to retrieve the target card, this look, sure enough, the Ming army gunners all shot near the red heart, and the gun hole was smooth, and the gun was broken and flew out again.

Zhu Cihong smiled and asked, "How is it?" ”

At this time, Gao Deng and several people took the Ming army's fire gun to see, and they felt that it was half lighter, and the entire gun body was all one, with a double-barreled iron body, which was very smooth, and the fire gate Huai Xing, at a glance, knew what it was for.

Although they broke the wooden card, but the distance of the Ming army was still more than thirty steps, although the wooden card was not broken, but through the card, the penetration was still better.

This time, whether it is shooting accuracy or distance, it is a big defeat.

Although this group of Tessians is unruly and has not gone away, they are not scoundrels after all, and some of them are naval officers with a strong sense of honor. Seeing the result like this, the next group of people were all in ashes, and they all knelt down and said: "We lost, please punish Your Highness." ”

Gordon still looked unconvinced, and muttered, "What the hell, their firearms are so well made?" ”

Seeing them like this, Wei Yue and the others waved their hands without waiting for an order.

The red flag is unfurled, in the majestic military formation, like a red flower. All the officers and men of the Pingyu Army stood up and shouted for joy: "Mighty, mighty, mighty!" ”

In the shouting, a small group of Tessians trembled even more, all of them were colorless.

Zhu Cihong didn't care about them, he just smiled and ordered: "This one doesn't matter if you win or lose, our guns are far away, but the power of others is also great." After that, every day each battalion competes by itself, and every once in a while, the whole army competes, and the winning battalion is rewarded with two taels of silver and meat, and the loser is punished. ”

"Yes, I will obey His Highness's orders!"

Wei Yue took the lead, and all the generals bowed down, even Chen Mingxia, Tang Ruowang and others.

After Zhu Cihong got on the horse and left, everyone also dispersed, Wei Yue was just about to leave, but Feng Kaizhang stopped him: "Wei Da, take a step slowly." ”

Wei Yue turned around and said, "Zhuxiang, something?" ”

"I saw that the prince was not happy after watching the competition, and I was not in the camp recently, is there anything hidden in this?"

Feng Kaizhang and Wei Yue are inseparable from each other, so they dare to ask each other bluntly, if it is someone else, it is not easy to say such a thing directly.

"Zhuxiang, how many actions did you take to see the red-haired fan from preparation to starting?"

"This ......"

"I've counted, from the fork to the gun, it's fifteen movements. From putting the gun and then putting the gun on the fire and firing, this is too many to count, and there are dozens of actions. I see that these Tessians are very familiar with their movements, so they start very quickly, and if they change to new soldiers, it will be very slow. ”

"Well, we'll have to fire our own firecracker faster."

"It's also a little bit more powerful." Wei Yue looked strange, looked at Feng Kaizhang, nodded and said, "But...... Blind, go and see for yourself, the chief soldier of the town standard, you must know it in your own heart. ”

Saying that, Wei Yue asked Feng Kaizhang again: "How is the situation when you go to the Taiping Mansion and Tongling Mines?" ”

"It's hard." Feng Kaizhang also showed a wry smile on his face, shook his head and replied: "Although Huang Degong is loyal, at most he obeys the order, and more, he can't count on it." As for Liu Liangzuo, I think this guy is even more unreliable, and his army discipline is very bad, I'm afraid even Liu Zeqing is not as good. As for the local civil officials, they are more capable of playing official than the other, and it is impossible to control them. ”

Wei Yue also roughly understood these things, and when he heard it at this time, he was also a little anxious, so he nodded at the moment and rode away.

Around them, few people understood that under the movement of the camps getting up and returning to the establishment, only Wang Yuan laughed in a straight voice: "Damn, compare firearms with our Daming, these red-haired people are really embarrassing themselves, hahahaha!" ”

Feng Kaizhang smiled and shook his head, but he really went to the Firearms Bureau.

The firearms bureau was divided into two places, guns and artillery, and the craftsmen in Tianjin and Shandong were basically not brought out, and only when they boarded the ship in Tianjin, they brought out more than a dozen leaders of craftsmen with particularly good skills, and then collected from all over Nanjing, and finally gathered more than 100 craftsmen and more than 200 qualified craftsmen.

The prince is generous in his work, and when he comes up, he allocates more than 1,000 people to Jingzhuang, all of whom are between thirty or forty years old, steady and honest, and not too stupid to be apprentices.

After a few months, of course, the real core place cannot be handed over to the apprentice, but it can still be done by beating the side drums.

On the side of the first battle bureau, there are more craftsmen who are allocated, and the sound of percussion tinkles non-stop every day, which is very lively.

Feng Kaizhang is the chief military officer of Yulin Town, and Wei Yue and Li Gong are the current leaders of the army, under the command of the prince, and they are the only three people.

Seeing him coming, the whole firearms bureau greeted him.

"Lao Li, Lao Zhao, don't be polite, now you are also a serious court official."

The few who took the lead are all famous firearms masters in Tianjin, Feng Kaizhang is the eldest son of a serious governor, these craftsmen meet occasionally, which one is not kowtow to ask for peace.

This son was appointed as the official of the Firearms Bureau, but he really didn't dare to take himself seriously, and when he heard Feng Kaizhang's words, he just rubbed his hands and laughed.

"You made this firecracker, right?"

Knowing that the people in the Firearms Bureau are all unpretentious and unpretentious people, Feng Kaizhang is not polite, handed the firearm he brought to Li Juzheng, and asked, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

"No wow?"

Those who are qualified to welcome Feng Kaizhang are all veterans who have been immersed in silver for many years in this way, and as soon as the fire gun got started, the bureau surnamed Li Zheng smiled and said: "I dare to write a guarantee, there will be absolutely no problem." Look at this crosshair, looking at the mountain, the fire gate, there is no problem at all. ”

"What is this called?"

"Back to the eldest prince, oh no, if Feng Zongzhen is the case, this fire gun is Lu Mi Gong."

"Oh!" Feng Kaizhang is also an ordinary person, and he immediately remembered: "In the Wubei Zhili, there are records. This is the Ming Dynasty based on the Lu Mi national tribute from the fire gun reform. ”

A group of people from the Firearms Bureau laughed: "There is still it in the book?" We don't know, good boy, it's really strange, what things are recorded in the book? We've been fighting firearms for decades, but we didn't know it was written in the book. ”

Hearing this, Feng Kaizhang just smiled and said to these rude: "So you still have to read and learn words, and you have to pass on your skills." ”

"Yes, yes, we do." When it comes to this, a group of craftsmen are all retreating, looking unteachable.

If you want to say that you work under His Royal Highness the Prince, you will not be bullied, you will not eat cattle and horse food, you will be able to eat and be warm, and you will not be able to say anything about food and clothing.

What I didn't expect was that I was still an official!

This Raushzi Firearms Bureau, from the official to the experience, is all craftsmen, and only the governor and secretary are sent to be the master and the showman.

Because it was necessary to record documents and write notes on the edges of the drawn drawings, it was necessary to use literati.

Other than that, the big and small things are the craftsmen themselves.

There are grades and salaries, as well as official uniforms, and all the officials should have!

Such a lord is certainly worth serving. In the past two months, more than 1,000 guns have been tried in the army, and they have been made by everyone who has stayed up all night.

These are all good things like dreams, and the only bad thing is that they all have to read and learn words.

They don't know that Zhu Cihong is also in view of the fact that Chinese skills are always passed on from mouth to mouth, and they are not systematic at all, this layer is really hard to change, and it is impossible to expect a master from this generation of craftsmen, but there must always be relevant soil to water, and there will be hope for the future.

Just like this Lu Mi gun, Wanli 26 years to get out, in the skills of the world, but after a long time to lose, the Qing army to the Opium War used in the fire gun is also an ordinary bird gun, the manufacturing process is far inferior to the output of Wanli 26 years!

Seeing them like this, Feng Kaizhang smiled and ignored it, and only played with the Lu Mi gun that he got back.

This fire gun, it is written very clearly in the Wubei Chronicle, and it can also be seen that it is extraordinary. It weighs about eight pounds, is less than seven feet long, has a crosshair, the trigger is also in the butt, and the gun body is all made in one piece, not chiseled, so it feels light and smooth. Moreover, the one-piece body, the double-layer fine iron casing, everything is done according to the record requirements of the War Bureau, not like the practice of the late Ming Dynasty, it is all perfunctory, according to the system should use ten catties of iron only thirty percent, so the explosion of the rifle can not be stopped, and the firecracker himself does not dare to aim at the eye, and it is useless to put the gun indiscriminately.

"Good guys!" Feng Kaizhang pondered his memory in his mind, and felt more and more the extraordinary, heavy, and special luster and cold feel that only fine iron could be found in his hands. He shouted and asked, "Ten catties of iron produce one catty of refined iron, and then form a body as a whole, chisel into a body tube, and then drill a gun every day?" ”

"Not really."

"This is a reckless gun, and we have to have dozens of good players in our bureau to do it, and one out of one person a month. The Firearms Bureau has produced less than this number so far! ”

At this time, he stretched out his palm, erected five slender fingers that had changed color from the dyeing of firearms for many years, shook it, and said loudly: "Less than fifty!" ”

(To be continued)