Li Jun almost burst into laughter, thinking that people are really strange creatures. When he recognizes a person, he can tolerate whatever you do. If Wen Tianxiang had not recognized him and praised him, if he was still the same as Song Duzong in the past, Wen Tianxiang would have refuted him in person. Li Jun said to Huang Yongshan: "I will draw a picture for you, and you can see if it can be made." He picked up a stone, squatted down, and drew it on the ground. After drawing, he said: "This is a musket, you can see if it can be made."

Huang Yongshan looked at it with his neck tilted for a while and said, "Yes, surely. This thing is not difficult. It can be made by just a blacksmith or a carpenter. It is not difficult at all. Emperor, what is a musket?"

"A musket is a firearm, which needs to be fired. Install steel balls or small iron balls in the barrel, and you can also cut the wire into small sections of one centimeter in length and put it in it. Before installing the steel balls, you must first install fire, press tightly with a strip, then install a steel ball, and then install a layer of fire, and press tightly with a strip. Finally, tighten the hair tightly and press the strip on the strip to prevent the fire from scattering. When you need to use it, pour a little fire in the medicine pot and turn the snake rod. When you hit the snake rod on the medicine pot, it will ignite the fire, and the steel balls in the gun chamber will fly out to hit the target. When you don't use it, use a small iron sheet or a small wooden sheet to separate the medicine pot from the snake rod to avoid fire." Li Jun pointed to the illustration and explained: "The end of the steel pipe is large and has a hexahedral shape, which is convenient for fixing."

(Note: There is a kind of shotgun in my hometown. According to my observation, it is an improved type of the mesh gun. The use method is as mentioned above. It is also very simple to make. As long as a blacksmith and a carpenter, they can make several pieces a day. It is not a difficult task for the technological level of the Southern Song Dynasty. The difficulty lies in the absence of seamless steel pipes, but they can be made by hand.

Some people may suspect that using hair when loading is true. Hunters in my hometown use their wives or daughters' hair. The reason why women's hair is because women's hair is long, so it is tight and compact. Therefore, there is a strange phenomenon. People who like to hunt always have a lot of random hair in places where they are hung up their guns. Every time they go hunting, hunters will bring a lot of random hair for use.

My dad always boasts of being a "sharpshooter". When I was young, I admired his sharpshooter very much. When I grew up, I realized that it was his own hype. This kind of bird gun can be loaded with dozens of steel balls in the barrel. It will be a big ball when it hits. There is no need to consider ballistics or whether the gun is accurate or not. As long as it is not too bad, there will be no problem. I remember very clearly that every time my dad loads a gun, he always puts more fire and steel balls than others, so his hit rate is very high. This is why he became a "sharpshooter". The prey he shot, and there is always a large piece of rotten meat in the place where he was shot. My mom always cuts it with a knife to throw it away. My mom always complains: "Don't pretend to be less. If you pretend so much, the meat will be broken. You can't eat more."

One of the shortcomings of this kind of bird gun is that its power is limited and its lethality is seriously insufficient. If a hunter in his hometown fights a black bear, he will cut the thick wire into one centimeter long and short to put it in it to increase penetration. That's it, tragedies often happen. It's not that people kill the black bear, but that the black bear kills the man. The reason is that the power is too small and cannot kill the black bear, and the injured black bear suddenly hurts people. Whenever a black bear is beaten, my mother always refuses to let my father participate. Over time, a routine has been formed in our family: the black bear has no chance to have a chance to get the father. Whenever someone hits the black bear, my father will hug my mother: "If it weren't for you, I'll share a piece of bear meat and let a few smaller ones taste it." This sentence is very warm and fresh in my memory. Once someone fucks the black bear, my mother will say, "If it weren't for me, you went again, how dangerous it would be.")

Huang Yongshan pondered and said, "The most difficult part is steel pipes. This can make the steel ingots into iron sheets, then into cylinder shapes, and make the gaps together. Oh, my elders, we don't even have enough steel to build steel crossbows, so where can there be steel to build muskets?"

"There is no hurry to fire the musket, steel crossbows are preferred. If there is conditions, build it, and if there is no conditions, don't build it." Li Jun is very clear about the characteristics of muskets. He cannot shoot continuously, and the overall lethality cannot be compared with steel crossbows at all. He stood up and said, "Let's go to the steel field to see if there is any gain."

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Thunder and lightning were lit in the sky, and heavy rain was pouring. The rain hit the ground, splashing beautiful water splashes.

"One, two, three..." A shout came out from the mouth of a big blonde with blue eyes. The big man was about 1.8 meters tall, with big bladder and round waist, and his pectoralis muscles bulged, proving that he was not weak. He was Buber, the deputy general manager of the Mongolian Hui Hui Gunners Camp, and his father was the famous gunman Yisimayin.

Yi Sima was very grateful for the cannons because of his contributions, and was highly appreciated by Kublai Khan. Unfortunately, Yi Sima died young, Kublai Khan felt very sorry for him and asked Buber to inherit his title and become the deputy general manager of Hui Hui cannons. Buber has a great fatherly style and inherited his father's professional knowledge. He is also a very accomplished cannon craftsman. In the battle of Jiaoshan, it was his outstanding trick that burned Zhang Shijie's ships that led to Zhang Shijie's defeat.

During the battle of Jiaoshan, A Shu made his first attack and wanted to burn Zhang Shijie's warship and fight back. Buber painted the grease thickly on the stone, ignited it and fired it, and hit Zhang Shijie's warship. The grease was scraped off the wooden board and ignited it and became a source of fire, causing a big fire. A Shu took advantage of the chaos and Zhang Shijie was defeated, which led to Jiaoshan's defeat.

It can be said that without the participation of the Hui Hui artillery Battalion led by Buber, the victory or defeat of Jiaoshan in the Battle was still hard to say. In this battle, Buber performed well. After Boyan and A Shu divided the troops, Buber led the Hui Hui artillery Battalion to Lin'an with Boyan. Because the Hui Hui artillery was too bulky and slow to move, it was difficult to keep up with the rapid advancement of the army and landed behind. What made Buber even more depressed was that it actually started to rain heavily, and it took several days to go, and the ground was muddy and could not move forward at all.

Buber knew that Boyan was blocked by the Song army in Gaoting Mountain, and urgently needed his Huihuan Battalion to arrive for reinforcements, so he rushed in the rain despite his subordinates' opposition. The ground was really muddy, and he had to make great efforts every step forward.

With Buber's roar, the soldiers who used their strength to push the Huihui cannon forward also roared. With the cheering of the roar, the Huihui cannon was so slow that it advanced like a maggot.

A rapid sound of horse hooves came. Buber looked up and saw a team of Mongolian cavalry galloping rapidly, horses galloping, mud and water splashing. The cavalry came to the front in a short while. The knights tied the reins of the horses, and the knights stopped as a Herorian neighed sound.

The officer in charge came up and shouted: "Buber listened to the order: The Prime Minister has an order and asked you to arrive at the camp within three days to report."

Buber immediately retorted: "Oh my God, three days? It takes two hundred miles to travel in three days. How is this possible? We are not birds, so we can fly over."

The officer pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and said coldly: "The Prime Minister wants me to tell you that the misfortune has begun. The Prime Minister wants to be sure, can you arrive?"

In ancient times, the time was to load sand in the hourglass, and the time was calculated based on the amount of missing sand. Boyan's army was extremely strict. Whenever he issued a death order, he would install the time sand in the hourglass. If his subordinates could not arrive before the sand leaked, there would be only one, which was beheading. This was the method that Boyan began to use in the Middle East during the Western Expedition of Xulagu. At that time, Boyan was just a small centurion. It was very fair to use the time of the leaking sand, and there was no personal relationship. Over time, the name of Boyan's justice spread among the Mongolian army.

Boyan was extremely strict in his army and said that he would chop your head and your head would definitely not be able to be saved. Buber knew this very well. Judging from the officer's appearance, it was obvious that he had received Boyan's order. If Buber could not arrive on time, the officer would kill him immediately and instead lead the Huiyi Battalion to the camp.

At this point, there was no choice. Buber yelled angrily: "What a bullshit command, so unreasonable? Boyan, shit."

The officer pulled out the scimitar and pointed at Buber. The cavalry that accompanied him also drew out the scimitar. As long as Buber said he could not complete it, blood would be splattered at five steps. Buber was not afraid at all and shouted: "Get back and tell Boyan that I will fly to the camp like an eagle on the grassland."

The officer returned the scimitar into the sheath, saluted Buber, and said, "Sir, Deputy Chief, I will report your words to the Prime Minister. The eagle on the grassland has hard wings and is constantly broken. Sir, say goodbye." He turned his horse's head and galloped away.
Chapter completed!