"Okay, let's not talk about this for now, big brother, most of the foreign guns you brought back this time are bad, do you know this?"

The quality of the goods, it is said that it is honest in the open, and it is fraud to do it in the dark, this person is not a fool, but the reaction is fast and slow, Yang Meng is not afraid of anything else, he is afraid that the eldest brother Yang Yong will be fooled by foreign devils.

"I know this, good guns don't sell them! But these guns have also been tampered with, and those stuffed with projectiles are good guns, as long as the barrel is opened. And most of those who look good can't be used, in order to make this deal, those foreigners can be regarded as doing their best. ”

Hearing what the eldest brother said, Yang Meng also suddenly realized that he had thought about it. Good guns belong to military assets, and it is difficult to sell them, so if you stuff a projectile in the barrel, the gun will be worn out.

"Let's find a place to try out the gun! It is said that these things of foreign devils are sharp weapons, bring our birds, guns, and compare to see the firearms of the Qing Dynasty, and the firearms of foreign devils, what is the difference? ”

Although the three muskets he captured had an effective firing range of seventy or eighty meters, those three guns could not explain the performance of the muskets of this era. Those three guns were well-made and, most likely, not mass-produced ordnance.

And these guns brought back by the eldest brother are all firearms in service, and it is necessary to test their performance!

"Birds, guns, don't bring that thing, it's not good!"

Yang Shiqin opened his mouth, bird guns, guns, and the Yang family also has dozens of them, but this thing is ......

"Dad, these have to be tried, the Qing Dynasty was defeated in Guangdong, there must be a reason for this, if you don't try, I don't have the bottom in my heart!"

In Yang Meng's heart, the power of such a musket is really rubbish, and there are many people in the Qing Dynasty, that is, one-third of the people will not be so defeated with firearms.

"Okay! Let's go to Xishan to test the gun! Wuzhuang is conspicuous, and the sound of muskets is not small, don't let the government focus on it anymore. ”

For the government, Yang Shiqin is very vigilant, once a son of heaven and a courtier, this is also suitable for use in Yunnan, He Changling let his subordinates act indiscriminately this time, and I am afraid that the position of governor will not last long.

"There are a lot of bad guns in these guns, so you should bother to find some suitable blacksmiths and skilled masters!"

When Yang Meng said this, he also felt a little helpless, except for a few leather craftsmen and coppersmiths in his hands, the rest were rough people who played with knives, and at this time, he could only ask his father for help.

Early in the morning, the father and son walked out of the warehouse, and the Yang family began to get busy, first the brothers of the horse gang, taking advantage of the morning to quickly put the guns and gunpowder, loaded the pack horses, quietly set off from the back door of Wuzhuang, and went straight to Xishan.

Yang Shiqin was busy until noon, and then found all the manpower that Yang Meng wanted, originally looking for some craftsmen, and did not need Yang Shiqin's head, but Ding Baojun left, he did not have any suitable manpower under his hands, and some things could only be done by himself.

Xishan is the secret place of the Yang family, and Yang Shiqin did not dare to send it there for idle craftsmen.

After lunch, the father and son took a dozen craftsmen and set foot on the road to Xishan.

When he arrived at the place, Yang Meng first asked the knifemen guarding the West Mountain to make a target with logs from local materials, find some white ash, and draw circles on the target, and the craftsmen have picked out more than a dozen foreign guns with the same style and no problems.

"Big brother, it's your turn."

Before purchasing firearms this time, Yang Meng explained that he must learn the use of foreign guns, these firearms are all black powder, and you need to use a whole strip to pound the gunpowder, which is also a technical work, and if you don't do it well, you can't play the power of the gun.

As soon as Yang Yong waved his hand, more than a dozen brothers from the horse gang began to test the gun. This time, Yang Yong stayed in Guangzhou for more than a month, and of course he couldn't forget it.

"You're all moving slower, let me take a closer look."

Yang Meng sent people to draw a line more than 50 meters stronger than the target, and first tried the accuracy and power of these guns. Watching their movements carefully, playing with guns is also one of Yang Meng's strengths, all the way, more than a dozen people loaded a bullet, and Yang Meng learned roughly.

When the three guns were seized before, Yang Meng learned from Lao Ding, and now that he has seen the regular movements, he has a score in his heart.

The ammunition of the musket is packed in paper bags in advance, it is very convenient to use, as long as the paper bag is torn, the gunpowder is poured into it first, and then gently pounded with a strip, and then loaded with a projectile, but this projectile is also a rare object, the outside is wrapped in a layer of skin, and it cannot be pressed into it at all without force, and there are a few knives whose bullets are not suitable, and they also picked up a small hammer, and smashed the strip at once, and it can be fired after compaction.

After a burst of smoke, the dozen or so people began to check the muskets in their hands, but fortunately only two did not fire.

Yang Meng got up, went over to check the target, one shot hit the white circle with a radius of one foot, two shots hit outside the white circle, and the rest missed the target. Buckshot punched three or four centimeters into fresh logs, which is already a good lethality.

"Third master, this is the British's Burke flintlock musket, it is the most accurate musket, but the charging speed is not as fast as those brown beth muskets."

I don't know this Yang Meng who spoke, but listening to this meaning, this gun is still the best?

"How did you know about it?"

A young Qing Dynasty who is not in the same grade, only about thirty years old, can understand this, but Yang Meng said he didn't understand.

"When the uncle was trading with a foreigner, the foreigner said that this was the most accurate musket, but it was a little troublesome to load."

This seems to be the guy brought back by the eldest brother, the guy of the Thirteen Lines, this one's heart is not small, and now he is still thinking about asking for credit!

"Not to mention those short guns, what kind of muskets did we bring back the most this time? What kind of musket do foreign devils use the most? ”

This so-called Burke-style musket, Yang Meng has seen it before, with rifling on both sides of the barrel, the bullet is special, the loading is very laborious, and it is difficult to fire if there is a slight negligence, and it is difficult to take out the lead bullet from the rifled barrel, and it is difficult to think about it with the toes.

"The brown bess gun is the most used by the English, and it is shorter than the Burke, which I have seen many times."

"Then go pick out a few and let these people take over!"

The performance of the gun is good, it does not mean that it is practical, since the brown shell gun is not the best, what English people can equip a lot of? There can't be no reason for this.

More than a dozen slightly shorter brown beth muskets were picked out, and Yang Meng had also seen that the caliber of this gun was about the same as Burke's, but there was no rifling, and it was labor-saving to load.

Loading and firing, a distance of fifty meters, the hit rate of the two guns, not much difference, and the lethality is not much different. A little bit of distance, reloading and firing again and again, the Burke gun does have better performance, and the range is also long, but it is too troublesome to reload.

The long range is not very useful, 80 meters away, it is all about luck, there is no long-term training, it is extremely difficult to hit such a big target from 80 meters away.

"Pick and choose, how many Burke guns, how many brown beth guns."

Under the command of Yang Meng, a group of people began to choose according to the style, more than 130 Burke guns, more than 240 brown besils, and more than 100 miscellaneous guns, most of these more than 400 spears cannot be used, and they need to be repaired, and the maintenance can only be to dismantle the east wall and make up the west wall.

The rest are all short guns of various colors, which are more messy than long guns, and the calibers are also varied, and the short gun projectiles brought back by Yang Yong have only one model, which means that most short guns do not have suitable ammunition.

After trying the foreign guns, Yang Meng wanted to try the firearms of the Qing Dynasty, but the swordsmen cowered and didn't want to step forward. Under Yang Meng's strict order, only a dozen or so walked out, and carefully picked up the bird gun.

Walking to a distance of fifty meters, these knife hands began to load and fire, and the posture of firing was also miserable, bowing his head and closing his eyes and shrinking his neck, Yang Meng walked in front of the target and took a look, okay! All off-target.

Thinking of the sparse smoke when the bird gun was fired, Yang Meng felt that something was wrong, the projectile of the bird gun was not much different from the foreign gun, and the gunpowder used should be about the same, these bastards, eighty percent of them were less gunpowder.

"What's going on?"

He Yang Meng is the third master of the Yang family, not a monkey, although these swordsmen belong to Wuzhuang, but they can't help but listen to his orders! Turning from the target, Yang Meng's hand rested on the hilt.

"Third child, don't blame them, take a look at those birds for yourself!"

The swordsman in Zhuangzi is not helpful, and Yang Shiqin's old face can't hang up, how can I say this! It's all because of the birds.

Yang Meng took a handful of bird guns, and took a closer look, the words engraved on it, the Kangxi year of the Qing Dynasty, and then looked at it, the Qianlong year of the Qing Dynasty, more than ten bird guns, almost across the emperors of the Qing Dynasty, this thing is really hard to say.

And the more ancient the bird gun, the more fine the workmanship, although it is not a steel pipe, but the cast iron barrel is also extremely smooth, and then look at the bird gun of the Daoguang Dynasty, the rough iron pipe is terrifying to look at.

"According to the normal amount of medicine, put it on me."

Yang Meng chose a bird gun, the most exquisite workmanship, and asked the knife hand next to him to fill it, and after the bird gun was loaded, Yang Meng raised it.

"The third! Beware of the bombing, don't look over your head and don't keep your eyes on the target! ”

Looking at Yang Meng's movements, Lao Tzu was scared, what if he blew up and hurt his eyes?

With a "boom", the bird gun in Yang Meng's hand was successfully shot, and the people around him were relieved, but Yang Meng didn't care about this, and walked quickly to the target, half of the lead bullet embedded in the log made him a little depressed.

This bird gun leaked air when it was fired, and his right hand was burned, and it still hurts faintly, but the power of this shot makes Yang Meng's heart hurt even more. The bird gun in the Kangxi year, one hundred and seventy or eighty years ago, at that time there were such good firearms in the Qing Dynasty, as long as you pay attention, why not!

And now these bird guns are still the same as more than a hundred years ago, but the quality is worse, and the power is even less, there is no way to say this.

Turning around and letting the knife hand put the gunpowder of the foreign devil's particles, and then loading it into the bird's gun, Yang Meng successfully fired it again, with a good sense of gun, this time it hit the center of the white circle, and the power was comparable to that of the Burke gun.

Looking at the age of the bird gun in his hand, during the Qianlong period, it was nearly a hundred years, looking at a few handfuls of bird guns from the Daoguang Dynasty, Yang Meng didn't dare to try again, the rough appearance, loaded with enough gunpowder, will inevitably not explode.

"Don't look at it, these are the best firearms in Yunnan Green Camp, I spent tens of thousands of taels of silver to get it, a total of fifty guns, bird guns, guns are better, but this bird guns ...... More than a dozen people were injured. ”

Yang Shiqin has been cherishing these guns and birds, and he has been treasured for a few years, but the more he uses this thing, the more he dares not use it, and now the old swordsmen of the Yang family are not afraid to wield knives to play with their lives, they are afraid to call these firearms.

Yang Meng sighed deeply, helpless! Now we can only hope that those craftsmen can repair these foreign guns. Walking up and taking a look at the structure of the foreign guns, Yang Meng instructed those craftsmen how to disassemble these muskets and put them together, and they should be able to make hundreds of suitable ones.

As for those short guns that do not have projectiles, it is even simpler, let them make projectiles separately according to the caliber! Although it is laborious, the lethality of this musket is considerable, one-on-one is at least invincible, and the short spear is easy to hide, and the manpower of the horse gang should be matched.