Chapter 91 Lin Che draws pictures to improve the fire gun Faced with Zhu Xi's doubts, Lin Che nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad!"
"You can find so many inconveniences with the Fire Gun. It seems that you have put great care in this regard."
"Even though there are so many shortcomings, I dare to assert that continuous improvement of fire guns is the only correct way for future weapon development."
Lin Che rarely said such firm words.
When Zhu Ping heard this, he had a lot of questions in his heart.
However, he immediately straightened his body respectfully and waited for Lin Che's speech.
"The Fire Gun has many shortcomings, but they are not insurmountable!"
Lin Che took a pen and drew on the paper, and slowly told what she knew about the development path of Fire Gun.
"The smoke produced by the musket firing 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 projectiles."
"The second issue is the sealing of the gun, which requires changing the shape of the gun."
"For example, modifying the location of the fire door..."
There are dozens of them.
Lin Che revealed almost everything she knew about how to improve muskets without reservation.
There was silence next door.
The first time Xu Da listened to Lin Che's lecture, it was about firearms.
Because fire guns were very inconvenient in the early Ming Dynasty, Xu Da mainly relied on crossbows and cavalry when fighting Beiyuan. Although fire guns were available, they did not play a decisive role in a series of battles.
Unexpectedly, in the imperial prison, this Gongsheng, who had no experience in the battlefield, was more familiar with fire guns than the craftsmen of the ordnance factory.
With his mind full of doubts, Xu Da secretly glanced at Lao Zhu and his son, who were listening and memorizing attentively.
Xu Da suppressed the throbbing in his heart, calmed down, and continued to listen.
Here.
The more Zhu Xi listened, the more excited he became. He almost regarded Lin Che as a god.
I wish I could build the improved firecracker that Lin Che talked about right now.
Use Japanese pirates to practice target practice! "These things I mentioned are the most basic knowledge when making fire guns."
Lin Che winked at Zhu Xi, signaling him to calm down.
Pointing to the drawn drawings, he said: "The name of this kind of fire gun is Bird Gun. It is designed with high accuracy and a longer range."
"And you can add a bayonet!"
“Even if it’s a windy, rainy day and unable to launch, you can still fight the enemy hand-to-hand!”
Although the bird gun is a light fire gun.
It is not only easy to carry, but also reduces the weight of the soldiers.
And due to its advanced structure, its sealing performance is more than one level higher than today's fire guns.
Use the granular gunpowder with the best ratio as Lin Che said.
Within fifty steps, it doesn’t matter how many layers of heavy armor you wear.
As long as you are hit by a bird's gun, you will have to go see the King of Hell!
Zhu Xiang couldn't help but feel a little thirsty as he listened to Lin Che's description.
He tried to suppress the shock in his heart.
Couldn't help but confirm:
"Sir, are you sure that the bird gun you are talking about is more than twice as powerful as today's fire gun?"
It wasn't that Zhu Xi didn't believe Lin Che.
It was really the things Lin Che threw that were too shocking.
Faster reloading efficiency, higher hit rate.
There is also a stronger armor-breaking ability! Any elite soldier of the Ming Dynasty could be equipped with the blunderbuss that Lin Che mentioned.
From then on, he became a warrior who wore triple armor, was shot into a hedgehog, and could kill enemies like nothing happened.
I'm afraid that before they even rushed to the Ming Dynasty's military formation, they were already dead.
Zhu Ping was determined.
When the gun is fired, it is like a legend of bravery against ten thousand enemies.
From now on, they will disappear from the Zhu Ming had been a noble son who relied on bravery to make a living, he might have been disappointed because of the appearance of the blunderbuss.
But he is the prince of Ming Dynasty.
The vassal king who will rule a country in the future.
Weapons like this are used to restrain powerful generals and reduce the casualties of one's own soldiers.
Zhu Xi is loved from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Che understood the excitement of a martial artist like Zhu Xi when faced with powerful new weapons.
He nodded in the store and added the most crucial information.
"The power of the blunderbuss is just as powerful as what I said!"
"Moreover, its advantage lies not in its weapons, but in its ease of training and innovative new tactics!"
In the secret room, Xu Da was the first to react.
No wonder the Zhu family father and son took it so seriously that they even condescended to go to the imperial prison to eavesdrop.
This Mr. Lin not only has national policies, but also real objects.
Previously, I heard Zhu Yuanzhang say that several national policies proposed by Lin Che were overheard from Mr. Lin.
When I heard it with my own ears today, I couldn't help but sigh to myself.
When did such a leading figure appear in the Ming Dynasty?
This full of knowledge and insights can even transform fire guns.
Even Liu Bowen, who is known as a semi-immortal, is far behind! If Your Majesty is assisted by Mr. Lin, let alone a remnant of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
Even the powerful Tamerlane Khanate that occupies the Western Regions, our Ming Dynasty can still destroy him!
Thinking of this, Xu Da stood up and saluted Zhu Yuanzhang and congratulated:
"I congratulate Your Majesty, and congratulate Daming!"
"Your Majesty, if the blunderbuss that Mr. Lin mentioned can really be made, then our Ming Dynasty will be invincible in the world!"
Zhu Yuanzhang also immediately ascended to the throne from the battlefield.
Of course, he also knew the power of weapons that Lin Che mentioned.
Facing Xu Da's congratulations, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed heartily:
"It seems that God has blessed me so much! He has given me such a great talent."
"While talking and laughing, we 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 Mohism.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, he went to the Chu army camp alone, defeated the famous craftsman Gongshu Ban in the war deduction, and forced the King of Chu to withdraw his troops unconditionally.
Today, all craftsmen in the world worship Mozi as their ancestor.
Prince Zhu Biao, who had been taking notes, also thought of the blunderbuss proposed by Lin Che.
What an immediate benefit it has to improving the combat effectiveness of the Ming Dynasty's army.
Zhu Biao put down his pen, stood up and congratulated: "Congratulations to my father on the magic weapon. If Mr. Lin's words are true, our Ming Dynasty will never meet an opponent again!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood and nodded slightly when he heard this.
"I also want to congratulate you. After a hundred years, you will have such an extraordinary talent assisting you. I am afraid that your reputation in future generations will be inferior to that of Emperor Wen and Jing!"
Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be joking, but he was very serious.
Although Zhu Biao had not been in power for a long time, his pure and generous character had established a high prestige among the officials.
If Lin Che continues to assist him, his prestige in future generations will be limitless.
"My son doesn't dare!"
Although Zhu Biao agreed with his father's words in his heart, he did not dare to answer the question with General Xu Da beside him.
He quickly fell to his knees: "My father, the dragon, the tiger, the tiger, the dragon, the tiger, the tiger, how can he say that he has been around for hundreds of years?"
"Besides, my son and I are not good at martial arts, and our civil knowledge is not as good as my father's. If anything, it will be you who surpasses Emperor Qin and Han in martial arts. Who can be better than my son and I?"
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in high spirits, waved his hand: "Get up, you are the prince and you kneel down all the time. What does it look like?"
"Thank you, Father!"
Zhu Biao quickly got up, sat back down, and continued recording.
(End of this chapter)