The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke dissipated along with the green smoke.

The sound of fried bean-like guns still echoed in Yelu Huaiqing's ears.

Several soldiers of the Divine Fire Army had already trotted forward and carried back the target fifty paces away.

On the ten targets, the positions of the guns were different, and there were even no traces of hits on some targets.

One by one, the two officers registered the number of rings hit on the target and the number of the target. Ten targets, both of which were recorded in their own booklets.

The registration was completed, and the booklet in the hands of the two was handed over to a Han official next to Yelu Huaiqing.

There was a pen and paper in front of the Han official, and an abacus next to him, and the pen compared and transcribed the records on the booklet.

Yelu Huaiqing turned back and forth twice, and asked Han Guan impatiently, "Bowen, how is it?" ”

The Han official who expressed the character Bowen put down the pen in his hand and handed the final general book to Yelu Huaiqing: "Nanzao five branches, ten rounds each, a total of thirty-seven, two hundred and eleven rings, the hit rate is seventy-four, and the average number of rings is four .22." Five of them were made in the country, each with 10 rounds, with a total of 31 and 130 rings, with a hit rate of 62 percent and an average ring count of 2.60. ”

Bowen was as meticulous as mathematical statistics.

Yelu Huaiqing looked at the numbers on the general book, and asked with some uncertainty, "This time is better than the previous times?" ”

Bowen shook his head and said sternly: "The difference is too small, it can only be said that it is within the normal floating range." ”

Yelu Huaiqing sighed in disappointment, "Sure enough, it's still not as good as the Southern Dynasty Weapons Supervisor." It is also a loss of work, and the fire supervisor dares to brag about himself. ”

Berwen sneered, "It's not like they're going to go to war." ”

Let the people of the fire supervisor test it themselves, and the results of the test said that this batch of flintlock pistols was already on a par with Nanzao. But the tester was replaced by the Divine Fire Army, and his true colors were immediately exposed.

Bowen got up and stretched his waist, stretching his stiff limbs, completely deferential in front of Yelu Huaiqing like the others, "In the past three days, the flint fire that participated in the test has a total of thirty-seven guns, seventeen national-made, and twenty-southern-made, using the same shooters, using the same bullets and gunpowder. Within thirty steps, the hit rate of the two is almost the same. After more than 30 steps, the hit rate of the national made began to drop significantly, and at the time of 50 steps, the national made was already a tenth lower than the southern one. If I go back and list a chart, it can be seen that the hit curve of the national construction is far more curved than that of the southern construction. Especially when it comes to eighty steps, whether the country is hit or not depends entirely on luck, and the south can at least guarantee one percent. ”

There are too many professional terms from "Nature", which makes the officers and soldiers around them look dazed, and Yelu Huaiqing listens attentively, and looking at his expression, he really understands.

"Yicheng ......" Yelu Huaiqing groaned, suddenly stretched his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "It's not that bad." ”

Bowen sneered slightly, and pointed to the target not far away, "Your Highness can look at the target, the area is only equivalent to a piece of the chest and abdomen, and the head and limbs are not counted, if the target is a person, the hit rate can be increased by at least half, and one into five will become five." Moreover, when the Shenhuo battalion uses fire and guns, it must be a dense queue, so that the hit rate can be doubled again. ”

"That's three." Yelu Huaiqing's expression was calm, "In other words, if the Divine Fire Army is facing the Divine Machine Battalion, eighty steps away, the Divine Fire Army will be defeated by the Divine Machine Battalion?" ”

Bowen shook his head: "In terms of combat, the minister doesn't know anything and doesn't dare to speak falsely. ”

"Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, even if the weapon loses, the command can be pulled back." Yelu Huaiqing said, looking at the disapproval on the face of the Han official, and said, "Of course, if the weapon can be stronger than the Southern Dynasty, it will be better, and it will be easier to recover if you make some mistakes in command." ”

"Stronger than the Southern Dynasty?" Bowen laughed mockingly, he casually picked up a fire and gun from the Great Song Dynasty, "This time, the national-made flint fire and guns that were tested were all made by the master of the Gonghuo Supervisor, not the ordinary goods of the Shenhuo Army, on average, it took five days to get one." And the fire and gun made in the south," he showed the fire, the nameplate on the gun to Yelu Huaiqing, "Your Highness, look at the mark on it, March 15, 131 of the ninth year of Yuanyou, that is to say, on the day of March 15 of the ninth year of Yuanyou of the Southern Dynasty alone, the Ordnance Supervision and Firearms Bureau produced at least one hundred and thirty-one flintlock fires and guns. This efficiency ...... Please ask Your Highness to calculate, how many times is it made by the country? ”

Yelu Huaiqing was speechless for a while.

In fact, as long as the industrial fire supervisor of Daliao is fully producing, it will be able to produce 2,000 flint fires in a month, and it will take less than a few months to equip the entire Shenhuo army.

But Yelu Huaiqing understood that if it weren't for the barrel processed by the master engineer himself, the flint fire of the industrial fire supervisor, and the quality of the gun, it would be one level lower than the nationally made fire and gun tested in the past few days, or even lower.

Cavalry shot at the enemy no more than fifteen paces, so the Shenhuo army, dressed in half-body armor and armed with flintlock pistols, was able to destroy and wipe out tens of thousands of rebels in Shangjing Province.

But if you face the Shenji Battalion of the Southern Dynasty, you will have to rack your brains if you want to win.

"Barrel!" Yelu Huaiqing's eyebrows tightened, "After all, it's still on the barrel of the gun." ”

Among the parts of a fire, the gun is the barrel that takes the most time, and the barrel is the most difficult to make, and the barrel is naturally the most expensive. Yelu Huaiqing has been in charge of the fire supervision for more than two years, and he knows very well how important a good gun barrel is. In his opinion, the difference between the fire made by the country and the fire made by the south and the gun is ninety percent above the barrel of the gun.

"Your Highness." Bowen put down the gun and said to Yelu Huaiqing, "The barrel of the Nanzao gun is accurate, durable, and easy to make, and it is not easy to blow up. It's just that the minister thinks that although the Southern Dynasty Weapons Supervisor has produced many skilled craftsmen, he will never be able to beat so many industrial and fire supervisors. ”

"Is it the difference between steel?"

Berwen shook his head, "It's more than that. ”

Yelu Huaiqing seemed to understand a little, "What does Bowen mean?" ”

Bowen's eyes flashed with a shrewd and keen look, "How simple the plate armor is to make, I don't know how many times simpler than the Mingguang armor and the fish scale armor, a blacksmith in the township can make it, but after all, it still depends on Han Gang to break it." The barrel of the Southern Dynasty has a good texture and a large quantity, which is very similar to plate armor, and I think there is something that is broken, which is what we don't know, but the Nanren know. ”

Yelu Huaiqing nodded, but his eyebrows furrowed, "What the hell is this place?" ”

Bowen glanced at the more than ten fires and guns placed aside, "Since Your Highness can get this forbidden object from the Southern Dynasty......

Yelu Huaiqing shook his head, "It's difficult." ”

Berwen frowned, "Maybe just one sentence......

Yes, to break through the technical difficulties, maybe it really only needs to be broken in one sentence. Just like practicing martial arts and archery, the gist is actually a simple sentence, but many people have never practiced it all their lives. And what Yelu Huaiqing saw in the Gonghuo Prison, the things that those big workers hid were actually a sentence that made people pause, but it was difficult to break through on their own.

But Yelu Huaiqing thought about it carefully, but he could only shake his head, "It's still difficult." ”

As far as Yelu Huaiqing knows, the Yuan You eight-year-old flint fire gun from the First Jingshi Firearms Factory of the Southern Dynasty Ordnance Supervision Firearms Bureau is currently only equipped with the Shenji Battalion and some janissaries, and the outside world cannot see it at all.

Even with the power of the lord of Yelu Yixin Liao Kingdom, it took a lot of effort to get more than 30 branches.

Afterwards, Yelu Huaiqing also heard that just for this gun theft case, more than a dozen people in the Southern Dynasty fell to the ground, five or six officials were punished, and several deep-hidden works of Daliao ambush in Tokyo were also dug up in the Song people's large-scale search, and the losses were so great that they had not been seen in ten years.

"Don't hide it from Bowen," Yelu Huaiqing said frankly, "In Kaifeng City, there are not many fine works that can still come in handy, and they are not related to weapons,"

Bowen glanced at Nanzao Fire on the side again, glanced at the gun, three crossed on the ground, five or six in a row, and couldn't help muttering, "It's too greedy." ”

"Yes, it's too greedy." Yelu Huaiqing also sighed.

After the Kaifeng spy case, the head of the staff in charge of Kaifeng in the Southern Dynasty was sent to retire. The latest type of fire was obtained, and the gun was indeed a credit, but the loss of a dry lurker was an irreparable price. Such a person who is so happy cannot be reused.

"Then we can only rely on the fire supervisor itself to study." Berwen said regretfully.

Yelu Huaiqing shook his head, not expecting anything, "I hope you have better luck." ”

Having personally compared the real thing, Yelu Huaiqing knows very well how difficult it is to achieve such a technological breakthrough on his own.

In the Southern Dynasties, arquebuses were sold openly in Hebei Province, and adult men with local armor protection and mutual guarantee could go to the military stores authorized by the government to buy guns and ammunition.

As far as Yelu Huaiqing knows, the Zhongyi Society, which was spontaneously formed by the local people in Hebei, collectively purchased tens of thousands of guns and guns. And all kinds of weapons that were eliminated from the Great Song army, even bows and arrows, were available in the arsenal store.

A comparison of the two can show the importance that the Great Song Dynasty court attached to flintlock pistol technology, and we can also know how much technological progress was made in the Southern Dynasty Armament Supervision from arquebus to flintlock pistol - so big that all weapons in the past could be ignored and discarded.

"Your Highness need not worry. The southerners value Confucianism and light industry, and even Han Gang does not dare to put work on Confucianism. The dynasty is heavy on fortifications, advocating technology, not to mention far away, on the Nanjing Road, every family has children studying "Nature" and practicing fortifications. The people's hearts are together, and catching up with the Southern Dynasty is just around the corner. ”

Yelu Huaiqing took a deep breath and nodded, "This is the foresight of the emperor's grandfather, if it weren't for the emperor's grandfather's deep understanding of the general trend, my Daliao would have been unable to defend the country, and the destruction of the country would also be a matter of an eye." ”

He looked at the shooting range again and said to Bowen, "Okay, I'm going to report to the emperor's grandfather." Bowen, I'm sorry for you here. He smiled again, "I hope the imperial grandfather is busy now." ”