Chapter 91: Lin Che draws to improve the fire gun

Lin Che nodded with satisfaction in the face of Zhu Zhang's questioning.

"Not bad!"

"You can find so many inconveniences with the firecracker, it seems that you have put a lot of thought into this."

"But even with so many shortcomings, I dare to assert that continuous improvement of the firearm is the only correct way to develop weapons in the future."

Lin Che rarely said such firm words.

When Zhu Fan heard this, he had a thousand doubts in his heart.

But he immediately straightened his body respectfully and sat back and waited for Lin Che's high opinion.

"There are many shortcomings of the firecracker, but they are not immutable!"

Lin Che took the pen and drew on the paper, and slowly said what he knew about the development of the firebolt.

"The smoke from the musket is due to the formula of the gunpowder."

"I'll write you a recipe later, although it will still produce gunpowder smoke when fired, it will at least be smaller than the current smoke, and it will also increase the power of the projectile."

"The second is the problem of the tightness of the firebolt, which has to change the shape of the bolt."

"For example, change the position of the fire door..."

There are dozens of them.

Lin Che almost said what he knew, how to improve the musket, without reservation.

There was silence next door.

The first time Xu Da listened to Lin Che's lecture, he actually talked about firearms.

Because the firecrackers in the early years of the Ming Dynasty were very inconvenient, Xu Da mainly relied on crossbows and cavalry when fighting against the Northern Yuan, although there were firearms, but they did not play a decisive role in a series of battles.

Unexpectedly, in the Imperial Prison, this Gongsheng, who had no battlefield experience, was more familiar with firecrackers than the craftsmen of the Ordnance Institute.

Xu Da secretly glanced at Lao Zhu's father and son with doubts in his head, and they all listened attentively and remembered.

Xu Da pressed the throbbing in his heart, calmed down, and then listened.

This way.

The more Zhu Fan listened, the more excited he became, and he simply regarded Lin Che as a fairy.

I can't wait to create the improved fire gun in Lin Che's mouth right now.

Then use the Japanese to practice the target!

"The things I'm talking about are the most basic knowledge when making firebolts."

Lin Che glanced at Zhu Fan and signaled him to be calm.

Pointing to the finished drawings, he said:

"The name of this firearm is the bird's gun, and it has a high design accuracy and a longer range."

"And you can add a bayonet!"

"Even if you can't launch in a windy and rainy day, you can still fight the enemy hand-to-hand!"

Although the bird gun belongs to the light fire gun.

It is not only easy to carry, but also reduces the weight of the soldiers.

And because of its advanced structure, the sealing is more than a grade higher than today's firecrackers.

With what Lin Che said, the best ratio of granular gunpowder.

Within fifty steps, it doesn't matter how many layers of heavy armor you wear.

As long as you are hit by the bird, you all have to go to see Hades!

Zhu Fan listened to Lin Che's description and couldn't help but feel a little dry.

He tried to restrain the shock in his heart.

I couldn't help but confirm:

"Sir, are you sure that the bird gun you are talking about is more than twice as strong as the fire gun today?"

It's not that Zhu Fan doesn't believe Lin Che.

It's really Lin Che throwing something, it's too shocking.

Faster reload efficiency, higher hit rate.

And stronger armor-piercing ability!

If it is a Ming elite soldier, it can be equipped with the bird gun in Lin Che's mouth.

After that, he was dressed in triple armor, shot into a hedgehog, and could kill the enemy like no one.

I'm afraid that before I rushed in front of the Ming army, I was already out of the field.

Zhu Fan is determined.

As soon as the bird gun comes out, it resembles the legend of the brave warriors of ten thousand enemies.

It will be extinct in the battlefield.

If Zhu Fan is a noble son who relies on courage to eat, he may be lost because of the appearance of the bird.

But he is the prince of the Ming Dynasty.

A vassal king who will rule one side in the future.

A weapon like this to restrain the fierce generals and reduce the casualties of their own soldiers.

Zhu Fan is loved from the heart.

Lin Che understood the excitement of a martial artist like Zhu Fan in the face of a powerful new weapon.

He nodded in the shop, adding the most crucial information by the way.

"The power of the bird is only stronger than what I said!"

"Moreover, its advantages lie not in weapons, but in the ease of training and innovation in new methods of warfare!"

In the secret room, Xu Da was the first to react.

No wonder the Zhu family father and son attach so much importance to it, and even deign to go to the edict to eavesdrop.

This Mr. Lin not only has a national policy, but also a physical object.

Before, I heard Zhu Yuanzhang say that several national policies proposed by Lin Che were all eavesdropped on this Mr. Lin.

When I heard it with my own ears today, I couldn't help but sigh secretly.

When did such a number one person emerge in the Ming Dynasty.

This belly is full of knowledge, as well as those insights, and can even transform the fire gun.

Even Liu Bowen, who is known as a half-immortal, is far inferior!

If Your Majesty is assisted by this Mr. Lin, let alone the remnants of the Northern Yuan.

Even if it occupies the powerful Timurid Khanate in the Western Regions, our Ming Dynasty can still destroy him!

Thinking of this, Xu Da got up and saluted Zhu Yuanzhang to congratulate:

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Daming!"

"Your Majesty, if this bird gun that Mr. Lin said can really be made, then my Ming will be invincible in the world!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was also the emperor immediately, and he killed the emperor from the battlefield.

Of course, he also knows the power of the weapon that Lin Che said.

Facing Xu Da's congratulations, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily:

"It seems that God bless me! I was so gifted. ”

"Talking and laughing, I can actually improve the fire gun in an all-round way."

"I have some doubts about whether this Lin Che is the reincarnation of Mozi."

The so-called Mozi is the founder of the Mo family.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, he went to the camp of the Chu army alone, and defeated the world's famous craftsmen in the war deduction, forcing the king of Chu to withdraw his troops unconditionally.

For example, all the craftsmen today worship Mozi as their ancestors.

The crown prince Zhu Biao, who has been making records, also thought of the bird gun proposed by Lin Che.

What an immediate benefit to improving the combat effectiveness of the Ming army.

Zhu Biao put down his pen, got up and congratulated:

"Congratulations to my father for winning the divine soldier, if what Mr. Lin said is true, my Ming will be a rare opponent!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood, and he bowed slightly when he heard the words.

"I also want to congratulate you, after a hundred years, with such an immortal talent to assist you, your reputation in the future generations, I am afraid that the Second Emperor Wenjing will be inferior to you!"

Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be joking, but he was very serious.

Although Zhu Biao did not serve as an auxiliary government for a long time, his pure character and generous character established a high prestige among the ministers.

If there is Lin Che's assistance, the prestige of future generations is unlimited.

"Erchen doesn't dare!"

Although Zhu Biao agreed with his father's words in his heart, but with the general Xu Da by his side, he didn't dare to take this conversation.

Hurriedly knelt on the ground:

"Father Emperor Dragon Spirit Tiger Fierce, how can you say that it has been a hundred years?"

"Besides, the sons are not familiar with martial arts, and the civil rule is not as good as the father, in case of the emperor, it must be you who surpasses the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, which turn can be the son?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in his prime, waved his hand:

"Get up, you are the prince, kneel at every turn, what do you look like?"

"Thank you, Father!"

Zhu Biao hurriedly got up, sat back in his position, and continued to record.

(End of chapter)