Wang Tietou skillfully operated a series of processes before firing the matchlock gun.
Pour a certain amount of gunpowder into the barrel, and then insert a round bullet wrapped in a thin piece of cloth through the muzzle of the gun.
"You said before that the iron should be about the same size as the muzzle of the gun, so that it can be fired farther and more powerful. It can be a little smaller. Wrap it in linen. At most, dip it in some oil and moisten it, and it will go in easily. .
Then I polished a few iron rods, which were about the same size as the muzzle of the gun. I passed them through a small piece of thin cloth, dipped in some oil, and stuffed them in quite easily. Okay, the gun barrel is fine. "
As he said this, Wang Tietou used an iron pole to poke the bullet into the barrel of the gun. After poking for a while, he added some gunpowder to the fire door chamber. Then he asked Su Yonglin to hold the gun. He lit the match and put the The lit end is clipped onto the clip on the gun body.
"That's pretty much it. Would you like to try it?"
Wang Tietou looked at Su Yonglin with hope.
Su Yonglin looked at his skillful operation and smiled: "Have you tried it?"
"Of course, how can you use something that doesn't work? I've tried everything in the beginning, especially medicine. If you use too much, it will explode. If you use too little, it won't work. If there is any problem, just make some adjustments. Now The ignition is much better, but it couldn’t be lit several times in the beginning.”
Wang Tietou said with a silly smile: "Don't tense up, relax a little. Although this thing is light, the recoil is quite strong."
Su Yonglin felt a little moved.
He said this process was easy, but every step involved risks, and exploding the barrel was the biggest danger.
Nodding, Su Yonglin took the matchlock gun and walked out the door, standing in an open space. Opposite him was an empty wooden box more than ten meters away.
Su Yonglin raised his gun, aimed at the wooden box in a way that made him feel inexplicably friendly, and then pulled the trigger. The smoldering match rope was directed towards the fire door room, and the gunpowder ignited.
After a gunshot that felt inexplicably familiar to him, the obvious recoil made him tremble and he couldn't help but take a step back.
With the sound of shattering, Su Yonglin dispersed the floating smoke with his hands, and was quite surprised when he looked at the wooden box that was broken into several pieces.
Is this matchlock gun so powerful?
He thought about it carefully, and it probably had something to do with the granular gunpowder that the Ming Army's ordnance department had been improving over the years.
Their gunpowder is obviously stronger than ordinary powdered gunpowder, so it is more powerful, and this shooting method of wrapping ammunition in a thin cloth and stuffing it into the barrel also plays a certain role.
It seems that once this type of matchlock gun can be mass-produced, it will greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the Ming army.
"Well done."
Su Yonglin walked up to Wang Tietou and patted him on the shoulder: "How much effort did it take to make this gun?"
"For about six or seven months, I was mainly busy with the artillery. I took the time to fiddle with it. I scrapped several of them while doing it. I scrapped another one during debugging. This one was also repaired and modified. It took me half a month to change it before I dare to give it to you, how about it, isn't it good?"
"It's more than good, it's completely beyond my imagination. Have you ever tried to fight with iron armor?"
Su Yonglin couldn't put down this matchlock gun.
Wang Tietou was very surprised.
"Ah? Fighting armor? How can we do that? Iron armor is so valuable. It is worn by elite soldiers in hand-to-hand combat. It is not our turn to use it."
"If this matchlock gun can't hit armor or shields, what's the use of it? I'm telling you, it can definitely! It can definitely break armor, and it's much more effective against iron armor than a crossbow! You go to them and ask for iron armor. , let the scarecrow wear it and do the experiment, just say what I said."
Su Yonglin was very happy, called Qiu Yuan, and handed the matchlock gun to Qiu Yuan.
"While casting the cannon, separate a team and hand it over to Wang Tietou. With Wang Tietou as the foreman, I have thoroughly understood every production process of this matchlock gun and simplified it. I will give you some time. This I also want to mass-produce guns."
"Ah? This also needs mass production?"
Qiu Yuan took the matchlock gun, looked left and right, then looked at Wang Tietou, and said, "Tietou, didn't you say before that this thing doesn't work in rainy and windy weather?"
Wang Tietou looked at Su Yonglin.
Su Yonglin smiled and nodded: "It's true that it doesn't work on rainy and windy days, but that's a question of whether it can be used and when. What we have to solve now is whether it can be used. If this can solve the problem of energy production, , then most of the processes of the flintlock gun are actually completed."
"By the way, I also looked at the flintlock gun you mentioned and polished one."
Wang Tietou slapped his head, turned back to his house and took out a gun.
"Done?"
Su Yonglin's eyes widened and he was shocked. He really thought that he had met a master craftsman. He succeeded in rubbing a flintlock gun by relying on some pictures whose artistic value was greater than its practical value.
But when he saw the sample, he knew he was overthinking it.
"It looks like this. I also found the flint for making fire, and the fire sickle was ground as you said. But the trigger and spring... are a bit difficult. I haven't succeeded yet. It may be necessary. Some of the time.”
Wang Tietou pointed to the bolt of the semi-finished flintlock gun to Su Yonglin. Su Yonglin took a closer look and suddenly felt that he might have met a master craftsman.
Rubbing it with his hands can rub the flintlock to such an extent, including the flint clamp and the ignition sickle. It means that the firing mechanism is a little unclear and cannot be used. So this gun can still be used for viewing, but not for use.
But this is already very impressive, at least the appearance is that of a flintlock gun.
Su Yonglin looked at Wang Tietou carefully and wondered if he could just leave the rifling and lathe work to him. After three or two years of this, he might be able to build a modern small workshop directly.
Sure enough, the laws of historical development certainly limit the progress of the human world as a whole, but the subjective initiative of individual humans cannot be underestimated.
The large-scale mass production of industrial products requires industrialization and fool-proof operating procedures, but it can be done by hand with just three or two pieces.
Although all this has just begun, Su Yonglin always feels that the future he longs for is already not far away.
Su Yonglin felt like he had seen the future.
In the not-too-distant future, the musketeers in the Ming army will be able to form a line with muskets. With the commander's order, they will shoot out a whole line of white smoke, causing a dimensionality reduction blow to the Song army who are not familiar with muskets, causing them to Fall on the way forward.
Their shields will be pierced by muskets, and even if they are barely blocked, their arms will be broken due to the huge kinetic energy. They will roll to the ground in groups, die wailing, or lose their combat effectiveness and cannot continue to provide melee combat troops. Protect.
Without the cover of the shield soldiers, the remaining melee troops will be quite powerless in the face of muskets. Although they are wearing iron armor and iron helmets, they cannot block the violent impact of musket projectiles. They may die on the spot, suffer fractures, or suffer concussions. , or internal bleeding...
All kinds of terrible ways of death will come with the hail of bullets.
The general feudal army will probably collapse at this point, unless they have enough organization and belief to be able to withstand the rain of bullets and rush forward.
However, the Ming Army musketeers were also skilled in using multi-stage firing tactics, which allowed them to fire uninterruptedly before they rushed forward, and they would always be subject to violent projectile fire.
If they could still get in front of them, it would be the turn of the spearmen protecting the musketeers to attack.
Before firearms form an absolute advantage, musketeers need the protection of long gunners. They will take over the work that musketeers have not completed and completely annihilate all the enemies that have been destroyed.
Can the dilapidated military formation bring any results to the Song army?
Next to the soldiers are roaring cannons, which are attacking the enemy's rear.
Behind the soldiers are smoke-belching chimneys and whining steam locomotives, which are providing them with a steady stream of war supplies and pushing them forward quickly.
A terrifying war machine is rumbling, sprinting forward at an unimaginable speed, crushing the ancient and declining medieval empire into rubbish.
The dawn of industrial civilization will be lit up in this ancient land, and what will follow will be earth-shaking and complete changes.
