Therefore, the gun is fired with an exposed hammer, and the hammer is generally pulled away before shooting, and the protruding hammer end is shaped like a bull's horn. Therefore, in many places in the north, this home-made pistol is called "unicorn".

This gun has very low requirements for manufacturing conditions, and it is extremely simple and crude from design to manufacturing, but it can first solve the problem of "have" and "have" in the Mongolian tribes at this time, so it is very suitable for the special environment at this time.

The barrel was found by Zhao Yun in the south of Nanjing's Jinling Arsenal OEM, which was not easy for Zhao Yun to show favor to himself for the Qi overseers who were greedy for Zhao Yun's goods but had been tight on hand, so he naturally immediately reached an agreement and ordered 200,000 barrels. But the quality of this batch of barrels, Zhao Yun is very skeptical. Next, he contacted Wang Yougui and Adjutant Lin to order 200,000 wooden grips made of walnut and teak. The main body of the guns was the responsibility of the blacksmiths of the Chechen tribes, and there were about forty guns per day.

One is still, one is moving, the problem of the two firearms is solved, and the last one remains, the problem of bullets. Although Lao Maozi had been wreaking havoc in Mongolia for a long time, and the number of bullets left behind could not be counted, it was still very difficult to meet the huge base of 100,000 people in the tribe. Therefore, Zhao Yun had to redeem 200,000 rounds from the camp and distribute them for training, and collected a batch of about 400,000 rounds from various places for equipment. The rest is provided by reloading ammunition.

In later generations, the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army during the Anti-Japanese War, due to the shortage of ammunition, the situation was similar to this time, and there were only a few bullets per person, so the Logistics Equipment Department issued a peculiar regulation at that time: exchange bullet casings for bullets. In other words, if you want a new bullet, you have to pick up the original shell. The cartridge casings were then exchanged for new bullets, and the recovered cartridge casings were used for reloading.

In order for these people's weapons to get rid of the constraints of camp supply, they have to make their own ammunition, and the premise is that they have nitrate. This is very difficult for Zhao Yun, but it is not difficult for the Chechen Department, which has long been on its own, and the capable people in the tribe who have just ordered it to start boiling.

There are probably three kinds of nitrate, such as soil nitrate, stone nitrate, and brick nitrate, and the methods of boiling are different.

The method of boiling soil nitrate, the filtered nitrate is spread in a flat place, broken and compacted, and the nitrate can be swept after a while.

The boiling method of stone nitrate is to put the nitrate scraped off the stone in the basin, add two scoops of boiling water per catty of nitrate, stir it with a stick, turn it into nitrate, filter it with a basket and put it into the pot to boil, boil one-third of the nitrate water, pour it into the basin, cold it for a day and night, condense into a white needle one or two inches long, take it out and wrap it in a cloth, put it on the ash to absorb the water is pure nitrate.

The method of boiling brick nitrate: on the old broken bricks, there is a layer of "brick rust" like insects have eaten, sweep back some and put it in the fire to test, if it can be burned, it proves that there is nitrate, and it can be put in the pot to dissolve it to boil out nitrate.

Boiling nitrate solves the problem of manufacturing raw materials, and in the process of boiling, there is the participation of the public, forming an upsurge of participation of every household.

The Chechen Khan was sitting in the tent at the moment, holding a special bullet between his thumb and forefinger, staring at the light in the tent, squinting his eyes, and examining it carefully, as if the bullet was made of gold.

In the middle of the ring, the Chechen Khan tilted his head and asked, "This is the bullet made by the tribal silversmith?" ”

"Yes, Great Khan! This is the first of the first bullets from our tribe! Timur replied respectfully below.

Chechen Khan was very skeptical about this bullet, not because it could be fired, but because it could hurt the enemy, because the bullet turned out to be made of wood.

"Why is it wooden, the original bullet?" Chechen Khan thought about it for a long time and didn't understand why the warhead was made of wood, so it couldn't be made of iron?

"Some of the warheads that were originally launched could not be recovered at all, and some of them had been severely deformed, and they could not be recycled and reused except for recasting." Timur also consulted the craftsmen about this.

"Then there's no other way?" Chechen Khan asked unrelentingly.

Timur could not answer this professional question, so he had to call the silversmith who made the zuò warhead, "The wood we chose is the best!" The silversmith looked at the Great Khan's face uncertain, and as soon as he entered the big tent, his legs began to tremble!

"Try it!" After studying for a long time, Chechen Khan finally decided to see the actual results!

The craftsman first used an original warhead as a mold, and selected three materials: iron, lead, and copper, and the bullet was molded, cast, polished, and polished...... After dozens of processes, it can be manufactured, but because of the problem of gunpowder inside the bullet, the range is really speechless.

Moreover, it is simply impossible to provide hundreds of thousands of these three materials in a tribe with scarce materials, so it is so laborious and laborious, it is better to hand them over to the camp for production! That comprehensive value is cheaper!

In the end, Zhao Yun had already completed the order of "one and only pout" in Jiangnan, but found that this group of craftsmen was still stuck here, so he could only ask Timur to send a message, "This is not for real rifles, you don't need to shoot far, as long as you can shoot out." There's no need to be elaborate, it's not a craft! ”

As a result, the craftsmen who had been instructed worked on it again for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a finished product. Eventually, someone came up with clay and wood, and after experimenting with rabbits, it turned out that lighter wood was the best choice.

Moreover, this wooden warhead can be manually pressed into the warhead without tools to complete the reassembly, which is much easier than other warheads, and also saves a lot of time and manpower.

So this bullet made of wood was presented to the Chechen Khan!

Looking at the target thirty meters away, a young samurai was aiming and shooting, his resolute face and burly body looked like a warrior, but his trembling legs betrayed his mood at this time.

Today, it was Zhan Bao's turn to be a guard for the Great Khan, who was standing outside the Great Khan's tent with great vigor and doing his duty, and suddenly heard that the Great Khan was going out, and immediately straightened his back, wanting to show his most spiritual side. But the big sweat who was passing by suddenly ordered himself to test the gun!

Try the gun! Although the matter of making weapons in the tribe is still a secret, and not many people know about it, but this news has long been known to everyone in the Great Khan's guards, how could Zhan Bao, who is the Great Khan's personal guard, not know?

Zhan Bao thought in his head, "This is a test gun!" "It is an honorable mission for the tribe to produce its own weapons, as the first warrior to be sent to test the spear, but looking at the pity that the other guards around him cast at him, the fool also knows that the Great Khan must have done a lot of tricks before, and the results are already obvious.

Zhan Bao is a Manchurian with a white flag, and he has lived outside the gate since he was a child, so compared to his peers in the pass, it is absolutely no problem to beat ten people at a time. But beating people can't support their families, so Zhan Bao can only run west to the grassland, and join the Great Khan's guards with his fists, and get a mixed background.

"Take a gamble!" Knowing that he had no way out, after holding the gun for more than a minute, Zhan Bao's eyes closed, "Poof! There was a slight shock, a puff of white smoke erupted from the muzzle, and a strong recoil force jumped the muzzle of the gun.

Chechen Khan was very excited when he saw that the gun was not exploding, and he excitedly asked the target reporter,

"What about bullets? Where's the bullet? ”

"Khan of enlightenment, the bullet missed the target!"

"Oh! Then try another shot! The joy in his heart turned into a soap bubble in an instant, and Chechen Khan felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Zhan Bao himself was also scared half to death, but seeing that the gun did not explode, his heart settled down a lot, and he slowly reloaded, aiming and shooting again, this time he didn't shoot blindly, the bullet hit the target, and he hit it relatively close to the center.

"Hmmm! Not bad, not bad! Reward, there is a reward! "Seeing that this fight is good, the Chechen Khan is full of joy, and his subordinates can make guns, what an achievement!

Timur saw that the Chechen Khan's face was about to turn into a flower when he was smiling, and immediately led his ministers to sing praises to the Chechen Khan, and the sycophants were clapped loudly!

Then I tested the living creatures, this wooden warhead tore the rabbit at the moment it hit the rabbit, the fragile wooden bullet played the effect of a dummy bullet, although the Chechen Khan didn't know what a dummy bullet was, but seeing the effect of the rabbit being torn after being shot, it was quite satisfying.

By the end of November, Timur's plan for the reorganization of the army had been fully implemented, but Lao Maozi in the west did not wait, but the "white plague" on the steppe came.

Chechen Khan Urge, the Great Tent of Parliament

Hiding in the warmth of the council, the Chechen Khan was inviting various nobles to come to the party.

Drinking mare's milk wine, eating roast mutton, watching the Mongolian beauty's bowl dance, the tent was full of laughter.

Watch the servants peel off the belly of the pickled sheep, put the hot pebbles into the belly of the sheep, paste the whole body of the sheep with mud, put it into the hot pit on the ground where the sheep has just been roasted, cover it with soil, set up a fire rack on it, and grill it again.

Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Timur, who was sitting in the second place, looked at the Chechen Khan, and after receiving the signal, waved his hand to stop the music, and let the dancers retreat.

"Crackle!" Except for the cracking sound of the firewood in the fire, there was silence in the tent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have invited you here today because I have something to discuss with you!" Timur took in the expressions on everyone's faces.

The people in the tent are all those who are left after the last purge, and they cannot say anything about Timur, they are loyal, but at least they are not disgusted. Seeing that everyone was listening carefully, he said, "The Great Khan has discussed with me, and thinks that this year's "White Plague" came suddenly, and except for our early preparations, all the other ministries are suffering losses. In previous years, there were supplies from the south or north that could be resisted, but this year, due to well-known special circumstances, there were no supplies from the south or north.

We were able to escape this fate because of the help of others, but our brothers in the south and west could not avoid it. What do you think you would do if something like this happened to you? ”

"Rob! The big tribe grabs the middle tribe, and the middle tribe grabs the small tribe. There was a moment of excitement in the tent.