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Chapter 113: Prologue to the Era

"Killed, killed!"

"I can't do it, I can't do it. What identity am I waiting for, dare to eat the governor's wine?! The craftsmen immediately bowed down one after another, and excused themselves with red eyes.

In these years, the status of craftsmen was extremely low. After a busy day to be able to mix up overnight food, who would have expected to be like this, with two dry and one thin every day, a meal and a meal, and a large amount of wages to be entrusted to someone to take home?! If you are no longer satisfied, and you still want to eat in the restaurant with Zhu Dudu, isn't that waiting to be poked in the back?!

This person has to weigh his own pounds at all times. You can't be given some good colors to look at, so you are thinking about how to open a dyeing workshop?!

"What can't be done. That's it! Lao Huang, you first send a few apprentices to order some wine and food outside, everyone has worked hard in the past few days, let's add food in the workshop tonight. When everything is done, let's go outside and have fun! In Zhu Bayi's heart, he thought that it was the only magic weapon for Party A to rush the construction period in the future, and invited the relevant technical personnel to drink and eat. As long as you drink a meal, no matter how angry the engineer is, he will not have the shame to quit halfway.

As a result, one of Zhu Dapeng's senior brothers, because he had no cheekiness, quit the scene and squatted at the construction site for a full 168 hours in one go. After the end of the trial operation of the equipment, it was completely carried by a few workers to leave the engineer platform alive.

In the view of Zhu Dapeng, another soul in Zhu 81's body, the reason why the Chinese nation was able to catch up with the development of world civilization in the late 20 th century and the early 21 st century was precisely because of these engineers and technicians who loved face and dared to work hard. And not those keyboard politicians who shout all kinds of slogans on the Internet every day. Although, the rhetoric of the latter sounds more seductive and has more fans.

And these humble craftsmen in front of them are not the top engineers and technicians of this era?! And it's still the kind that can work under your hands, not a keyboard party on paper. In that case, why would he be stingy with a few meals of wine and meat?! As long as the Xuzhou army can be pushed into the era of firearms, it is worth smashing the pot and selling iron!

The advent of firearms prevented civilization from being conquered again and again by barbarism. Zhu Bayi couldn't remember who said this, but he thought more and more that this sentence made perfect sense. According to the standards for the division of the game world in later generations, most of the people in the Central Plains could only be classified as professional farmers. Some of the conquerors from between the northern desert and the jungle are somewhat similar to professional bandits. The former and the latter fight with cold weapons, and they will definitely suffer a big loss. Although the former has always been able to build glorious cities, beautiful pavilions. The latter only knows how to turn prosperity into ruins and the academy into rubble.

He didn't know which great power in the underworld, so he clicked the mouse by mistake, allowing Zhu Dapeng's soul to travel over and merge with Zhu Laofeng's soul. However, as time passed, as his understanding of the world increased, a certain sense of mission and urgency became clearer and clearer in his mind.

I have come, I have seen it, and I cannot allow innocent lives to be trampled on again, barbarism to destroy civilization again, and I cannot tolerate the recurrence of certain tragedies. Even in the original world, these were fate!

Since Zhu Eighty-one can appear here, those so-called fates that have been written are destined to be a joke!

For more than nine months, not only his brothers had changed, but so had him. In adapting, working hard, constantly expanding their horizons and improving their goals. Especially after several successive victories, he set his goals higher and clearer.

Now, he no longer thinks about going to Zhu Yuanzhang to hug the thick legs of this historical victor. It is to lead the people around you who care for themselves and those who care for them to walk out of a path that completely belongs to their own group. You don't have to pander to history, and you don't have to cater to the so-called fate!

"I repeat!" Looking at the people who were kneeling on the ground and refused to get up, he smiled and said very solemnly, "As long as I leave the gate of this barracks, I will be Zhu Butcher, Zhu Lao Fu'er, not Zhu Dudu." Zhu Laofu invited his neighbors to dinner, but no one could say anything. Go, three days later, Zhu Butcher will be waiting for you in Linfeng Tower. Whoever doesn't go will not give me face! ”

After saying that, he waved his hand vigorously and ordered loudly, "Okay, now get up and go to work!" Lao Tzu is most annoyed to see someone kowtowing. What Lao Tzu needs here is a craftsman and a master craftsman, not a group of kowtow worms! ”

"Don't get up and work yet!" Huang Lao roared with crooked red eyes, and took the lead in rushing to the waterwheel on the shore. "Whoever is a bad seed again, don't say that he is a fellow of our governor in the future!"

"I've worked, I've worked, and after I've finished my work, I have the face to drink the governor's wine!" Even Lao Hei, Jiao Yu and the others responded with red eyes.

Under the organization of several of them, the craftsmen and apprentices, who should continue to test guns, continue to test guns, continue to build barrels, and soon, the workshop will be filled with crisp and pleasant jingle sounds.

With the help of waterwheels, water hammers, drilling machines, and hand-cranked drills, the second barrel made by the double-roll method was quickly held in front of Zhu Bayi. Compared to the first one, which looks more well-made, the surface and the inside of the two welds that have been smoothed are also more beautiful and uniform.

Without hesitation, Zhu Eighty-one ordered someone to install a wooden handle, a trigger, an arquebus, a sheet spring and other accessories on this barrel. A second arquebus in the true sense of the word was made. Then arrange manpower to work with the first team to continue to test various performance indicators.

As the saying goes, once born, two times ripe. When Huang Lao Crooked arranged for someone to pick up the lantern, the third and fourth arquebuses were also born in the hands of the craftsmen. At the same time, the first arquebus, after many tosses of repeated shots, cooling, firing, and cooling, finally exploded with regret. But it did not explode as Zhu Bayiyi expected, but cracked a three-inch-long hole along the weld of the outer casing. Looking inward from the opening, it can be clearly seen that the inner barrel is also split in a long strip at different positions. Because the spiral direction of the inner and outer welds is opposite, the high-temperature gas produced by the combustion of gunpowder cannot be released at the first time. As a result, there is no explosion effect, and there are no fragments capable of killing people.

"If you put another layer of tin or copper between the two layers of barrels, you may have less chance of exploding!" Jiao Yu looked at the barrel of the gun that he had built and destroyed with his own hands with regret, and discussed with Zhu Bayi in a low voice. "It's that the weight will increase by about 30%, and it will take a little more time to manufacture!"

"How many shots did you shoot?!" Zhu Bayi's focus is not on how to improve the durability of the barrel, but on the specific performance of the barrel under the current manufacturing process.

"Twenty-three times!" Liu Ziyun stepped forward and stared at the handwriting recorded on the paper in response. "The dosage of the last five times is seven cents, seven dollars one cent, seven dollars two cents, and seven dollars two cents and five cents! At that time, Master Jiao had already noticed that the barrel was a little deformed, so he didn't dare to increase the charge in two points like the original! ”

"How's it might?! What about the range?! Zhu Bayi thought about it and continued to ask.

Liu Ziyun quickly glanced at the recording paper a few times, and responded with some shame, "When you put five coins of medicine, you can break the armor in eighty steps." The firing range can reach up to 160 paces. Then it is basically impossible to measure, no matter how many drugs are loaded, it is difficult to hit a farther target! ”

"Hmm!" Zhu Eighty-one groaned in a low voice, silently converting in his heart. Eighty steps, one leg step is one kick, two steps are one step. The eighty steps of this era are basically one hundred and twenty meters in later generations. The effective firing range of 120 meters, the maximum firing range of 240 meters, I am afraid is already the limit of a smoothbore gun. Farther away, you may need a re-gun. What is the principle of the rifling gun and how to engrave the rifling, he can't find anything relevant from Zhu Dapeng's memory, so he can only use it as a long-term goal and leave it for later study slowly.

"Actually, in fact, the last general thinks that four dollars and a half medicine are the best!" Secretly looking at Zhu Bayi's face, Liu Ziyun said stiffly. "Four and a half coins of gunpowder, basically can make a projectile weighing four coins have the ability to break armor in sixty steps! No matter how far away, except for practitioners like Captain Xu and Chen De, ordinary people can't be sure. And the ordinary feather arrows of the Mongols can't break the hard armor at all, let alone our plate armor. Truly lethal armor-piercing cones and heavy arrows must be fired horizontally within fifty paces. Our arquebuses are designed to break armor at sixty paces, and they just ate them to death! ”

"Hmm!" Zhu Bayi smiled and nodded lightly at Liu Ziyun. Don't pursue overly gorgeous technical indicators, only pursue always half a step ahead of competitors, this Da Liu really has a rare sober mind.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to Jiao Yu and continued to ask, "If you gather all the craftsmen according to the current process, how many guns can you estimate to be able to make every day?!" ”

This question is a bit complicated, Jiao Yu stared at the lantern for a long time before replying, "Governor Qiyu." According to the small one, a big worker with two apprentices, each of whom works non-stop every day, can shoot four to six barrels. The premise is to ensure that the iron plate can be supplied, and the small water hammer weighing 120 pounds can also be obtained. But here, the iron plates are all smashed out of the large water hammer in the 500 catties, and there are only two small water hammers."

"The most conservative is the least. You estimate that under the current situation, the workshop can make a few arquebuses every day! Zhu Bayi's hot mind immediately regained his composure, smiled tiredly, and waved his hand gently.

"Hehe, hehe!" Jiao Yu honestly grabbed the back of his neck a few times, and added with a smile, "Then you don't need all the craftsmen to go up." Leave four or six of them to do the work, take the apprentices to do it, and the others should still be busy with whatever they should do. Four sticks per person per day, and then deduct the waste that was processed later. Twenty muskets were up to the sky. If you have more, you will have to change places to open a workshop. There are no more waterwheels in this workshop! ”

Note: Regarding the degree of barrel manufacturing, if the ancient craftsmen made it by hand, it would take about a month or so. With the use of simple machinery, each group of craftsmen had no problem making two to three qualified iron pipes per day. For details, please refer to the Eighth Route Army's Machang Arsenal. Relying on pure handwork, without any electricity and hydraulic machinery, relying on the method of hand-cranked iron rods, 500 rifles were provided to the Eighth Route Army every month, and a certain quality could be guaranteed. So much so that the little devil picked up the horse factory on the battlefield, and after careful testing, he had to admit that Tubalu had the ability to develop and manufacture light weapons on his own, and specially sent bombers to focus on attacking it.