The place of Jingying is very spacious, and before, there was a small arsenal in Jingying to cast weapons, but later Jingying was abandoned after being destroyed by Zhu Huan.

This also leaves Zhu Huan with the strength to build another arsenal, and he only needs to transform this arsenal to directly build artillery.

This time, Zhu Huan directly asked for more than 70 craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry in one go, and it took several days to build a 12-pound Napoleon cannon.

Zhu Huan has also been staying here these days, discussing with Lu Yun how to make this Napoleonic cannon more refined.

Originally, Lu Yun thought that Zhu Huan just didn't know how to pretend to understand, but as time passed, Lu Yun was shocked to find that Zhu Huan's experience in manufacturing was no less than that of him, a waiter in the Ministry of Works, and even as good as that.

This also made Lu Yun wonder, Daming's relatives are all proficient in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, how can anyone be as knowledgeable as Zhu Huan.

What Lu Yun didn't know was that the body of the prince opposite him was filled with the soul of a hardcore military fan more than 600 years later.

On the fourth day, the first twelve-pounder Napoleon cannon was finally built in the Jingying Arsenal!

……

In the warmth, the huge wooden door of the Jingying arsenal was opened, and a heavy cannon made of bronze was slowly pushed out.

Iron wheels, delicate gears, and bronze cannon bodies reflect brilliant and dazzling light in the sun.

"It's so beautiful, it's just a beauty in a thin blue shirt!" Lu Yun couldn't help but admire.

Lu Yun only slept for two or three hours a day for this Napoleonic cannon these days, and the dark circles under his eye sockets were like giant pandas, and even his white hair was a lot more, so it can be said that he had put all his effort into building this cannon.

Zhu Huan glanced at Lu Yun and thought that this guy's sexual orientation was quite unique.

People on the side stood by the artillery to watch, and those standing at the front were Lu Yun and Zhu Huan, and Wu Qi, Cao Xiu, Qi Jiguang, and Yan Gang, the four "Qi Four Tigers" who have become famous in recent days, were also interested in joining in the fun.

"What is this thing for?" Wu Qi asked Qi Jiguang.

He was born in the Warring States period, and although he was systematically instilled with modern military information, it was the first time he had seen such a thing as artillery.

And Cao Xiu and Yan Gang are also curious, the two of them are from the Three Kingdoms period, and they don't know much more than Wu Qi.

"It's artillery, but I've never seen anything like it." Qi Jiguang said.

Unlike Wu Qi, Cao Xiu, and Yan Gang, Qi Jiguang is not from the past, he is from the future.

In the Jiajing and Wanli dynasties where Qi Jiguang lived, although artillery was not a rare object, he had never seen Napoleon cannons.

"Can this thing work as well as a bow and arrow?" Wu Qi was a little unconvinced.

Qi Jiguang: ......

If you go down with an arrow, I may be in pain, but I will not necessarily die.

Lao Tzu went down, and you didn't even have a chance to shout "My Nima hurts Lao Tzu to death"!

Zhu Huan touched his chin, raised his hand and ordered: "Try a shot first, load the solid bullet into it, and hit the willow tree three hundred steps away." ”

The gunners drawn from the musketeers stepped forward, and Zhu Huan's plan was to set up a squad of three gunners for one gun, one main gunner, and two deputies to be responsible for loading and reloading. Artillery is different from muskets in that it takes at least two minutes for a single person to fire a shot if they want to do it alone. But if the three people are assigned to perform their own duties, this time will be greatly reduced.

The reason why Zhu Huan set up a three-person gunner squad is not only to increase the frequency of firing artillery, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it may be a rain of arrows as soon as you look up.

……

"Distance, three hundred paces, direction, due south, start reloading!"

The main gunner corrects the position of the barrel, the secondary gunner fills the solid iron ball, and everything is ready.

"Reload and fire!"

With a loud roar, like a thunder god's roar, a large cloud of white smoke erupted from the bronze barrel, stirring up dust!

Wu Qi and the others were all startled by this huge roar, and there was a buzzing sound in their ears, and they were dizzy for a while.

And Lu Yun was fanatical and shouted: "Hit, hit!" ”

Zhu Huan looked into the distance, and the huge willow tree broke off at the waist, and the bark fell apart and scattered all over the ground!

The main gunner walked up to Zhu Huan with a proud face, bowed down, and said, "Lord Wang, hit!" ”

Wu Qi and the others were speechless in shock at this time.

My day, this special thing to tie such a towering tree into two sections at a distance of 300 steps, what kind of thing is this!

Even Qi Jiguang was shocked, he hadn't seen artillery, but such an awesome artillery also opened his eyes.

"With this divine soldier, whether it is attacking or defending the city, there is like heavenly help!" Wu Qi exclaimed.

Zhu Huan licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of excitement: "Come again, hit the willow tree eight hundred steps away!" ”

"No!"

With the hit of the cannon just now, the gunners are now quite confident and begin to adjust their gun positions and reload their shells.

Wu Qi walked to Zhu Huan's side, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Lord Wang, eight hundred steps is too exaggerated." ”

Three hundred steps is almost less than five hundred meters away, and eight hundred steps is nearly 1,300 meters away!

"You see." Zhu Huan smiled but did not speak.

He was quite confident in the range of Napoleon's guns.

In the Battle of Fredericksburg, Major Braxton and Lieutenant Marye of the Confederate Army fired a spherical solid bullet at a Northern standard-bearer 1,600 yards away, and the first shot knocked down a soldier next to the standard-bearer, and the second shot hit directly! In layman's terms, a Napoleonic cannon could hit a barn 1456 meters away. And a 12-pounder iron rifled gun can hit the gate of the barn 1,911 meters away!

"Distance, eight hundred paces, direction, southwest, start reloading!"

"Reload and fire!"

There was another thunderous thud, and the iron ball roared out of the bronze barrel like a beast unshackled, and a gust of wind swept up!

This time, however, the results were somewhat disappointing.

The willow tree eight hundred steps away, intact!

The gunner walked up to Zhu Huan in frustration and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, I am incompetent and have disappointed you." ”

Zhu Huan looked into the distance and frowned slightly.

It shouldn't be, how could it be missed?

Could it be that something went wrong during manufacturing?

Lu Yun said in a deep voice: "Lord Wang, you give Xia Guan another chance, and Xia Guan promises that next time he will definitely be able to make this cannon reach a range of eight hundred steps!" ”

"That's not right." Zhu Huan stared at the drop of the cannonball and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yun asked puzzled.

"It hit, but it didn't hit completely." Zhu Huan said with a chuckle.

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