"Oh? What's the matter?" Since he has still not emerged from the shadow of the Fronde movement, Prince Condé, who has been trapped in Chantilly Castle for a long time, naturally does not have very good news.

"This starts from three months ago." Belisson, who aroused Prince Condé's interest with just one sentence, smiled and began to reveal the news he knew to Prince Condé: "About three months ago, a man

The workshops of the squire nobles in the north have launched a new rapid-fire gun modified from the Falcon gun. It is of excellent quality and has a slightly larger caliber. It is a 6-pound gun, but it specializes in rapid-fire 9-pound grapeshot. It is said that the maximum rate of fire reaches one minute.

12 shots. Of course, rumors cannot be believed. But there is no doubt that this gun is very powerful and popular in the market. In a short period of time, the British, Dutch and even Portugal, Denmark and even Swedes began to equip themselves with such weapons. But only

The Spaniards, who had only been equipped with falcon cannons for a long time, dismissed this. As a result, just a month ago, British privateers used an armed merchant ship equipped with a batch of falcon cannons to shoot at the gun window of a Spanish treasure ship."

When Belixon said this, he paused meaningfully. As expected, Prince Condé took over the words for him: "Suffer a bomb, right?"

"Exactly like this, the strong explosion lifted the entire upper deck of the Spanish treasure ship, but it was ridiculous that the debris flew to the sea a thousand feet away, but the three decks and the entire bottom remained intact.

"Earth." Bellison said with a smile.

"The Spaniards were brutally beaten? Then they allowed the other side to arrogantly remove the gold and silver from the treasure ship?" Prince Condé took a breath of cold air. It is estimated that Philip V of Spain was so angry that he vomited blood and died.

"That's exactly what happened. It is said that Philip V was so angry that he directly jailed the Minister of War who refused this rapid-fire cannon. Sure enough, it was found that Spain's own local Falcon cannon manufacturer was fueling the fire." Belisson said with a smile: "This also made Philip

The fifth generation further believed that our rapid-fire cannon was so powerful that even his colleagues were afraid of it, so he placed an order for one year at a time."

"One year?!!" Although the output of this artillery is not sure, the goods delivered in just two months can allow the British to open a Spanish treasure ship. It can be seen that the monthly output is definitely more than a hundred guns, so Kong

The acting prince also had to admire Philip V's generosity.

"The price of this artillery reached 60 livres, and it is said that the total order price exceeded 80,000 livres. In fact, not many people think that such an order was made to vent their anger, or it was just to prevent the British from buying more rapid-fire cannons.

What role can the order play?" Bellison smiled: "But the situation was unexpected. It is said that half a month ago, the workshop delivered three ships of rapid-fire cannons to the Spanish at once, and then Philip V personally designated Baiserion?

Lieutenant Colonel Juan equipped the rapid-fire cannon and led the Seagull to escort the upcoming treasure ship Sea Pearl. Just this morning, Sea Pearl entered Spain's territorial waters. As expected, it has entered the port in Lisbon, although the Seagull was not seen.

, but it is said that Lieutenant Colonel Baiserion is on the Sea Pearl."

"Juan?" Prince Condé looked at Bellisson with a strange look.

"Yes, Don Juan's grandson should be the cousin of Philip V in terms of genealogy." Bellisson said with a smile.

"The British suffered a lot of losses?" Prince Condé asked.

"At least the Sea Pearl's losses were very small, with almost no scars." Bellisson said with a smile, which meant that the Spaniards won easily, and the British were probably beaten to pieces.

"Is this rapid-fire cannon really so powerful?" Prince Kong Dai asked.

"It shouldn't be small. After receiving the news from the Spanish in the evening, His Majesty also summoned the Duke of Letelier for consultation. According to the Duke, Colbert has sent an envoy to Calais to inspect the workshop. News will be spread in the near future.

Come." Bellisson thought for a while and then said: "But as far as I can see, the Duke does not attach great importance to this artillery."

"What's the explanation?" Miss Skudel next to her also came up.

"The Duke recognized that this six-pounder gun successfully exerted the power of the nine-pounder gun, but still maintained the rate of fire of the six-pounder gun. It is simply an amazing creation. He believed that the creator was extremely talented." Bellisson smiled and used specious words.

Reply.

"That is to say, our Lord Duke insists that whether it is a six-pounder or a nine-pounder, it is still a small thing that cannot be put on the table." Prince Condé explained as he patted the back of Miss Scuderi who was sitting next to him.

Said: "As he said, it probably takes the inventor to modify the 24-pound gun with an 18-pound rate of fire before it has real value."

"I think it can be done." Miss Skudel replied firmly.

"Why?" Even Prince Condé felt that Miss Scuderi's confidence came unexpectedly.

"Although I don't know anything about military affairs, I know that the smaller the poundage, the faster the rate of fire. Since the generation difference of one-third of the poundage difference can be evened out, then naturally the difference of only one-quarter of the poundage can be evened out.

It's leveling, isn't it? Besides, the current 24-pounder cannon is far less advanced than the 9-pounder cannon. Even its own rate of fire has not been developed to its limit, right?" Miss Skuderi replied seriously.

"Your analysis...I really can't refute it." Belisson said a little confused, but he still didn't agree, because in his opinion, it was because it was too advanced that it could not be developed to the limit, and similarly, there are

There are too many problems that need to be solved, and we cannot simply use numbers to add and subtract.

If Alphonse were here, he would definitely cheer for Bellisson, just as he himself encountered: when building a six-pounder, he dug out the old equipment from thirty years ago from the warehouse and sorted it out for a week.

He just took the mold and cast it, and sold it all over Calais and both sides of the English Channel in one month, and sold it to the Baltic Sea and the Mediterranean in two months. What about the 18-pounder gun? He started drawing it himself, especially using the original drawings to communicate with the future prophet.

To do this, and with the help of Yasuo and Bardis, it took half a month to completely redesign the mold, furnace, and production line, and then worked hard to come up with the first prototype cannon, which was still a prototype.

What a crooked guy!

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"We can also try to get to know this friend. After all, he is a squire and noble, and he has the blood of a sword-carrying nobleman anyway." Prince Condé said the old Versailles as soon as he opened his mouth. The Duke of Letelier only looked down on the caliber of the artillery.

Prince Kongdai made it clear that if the other party was not a noble, he would look down on him no matter how caliber he said...

"I was just invited by a friend to attend an auction in Boulogne next month. Maybe I can send an invitation to this gentleman." Mrs. Lafayette, who was listening in, said with a smile.

"Is Francois also interested?" Prince Condé looked at Francois de La Rochefoucauld, Duke of La Rochefoucauld, who was sitting between Madame Lafayette and Madame de Sevigne.

He smiled. In his opinion, the Duke of La Rochefoucauld was too literary. He often took personal likes and dislikes into account. When he was in a hot relationship with his sister, he dared to rebel, but after the relationship broke down, he turned against him. It can be said that

It was during the Fronde movement that he tricked Prince Condé; of course, there is no way to dwell on the past, after all, even Prince Condé lowered his noble head in exchange for Louis XIV's understanding; however, La

Mrs. Fayette's overly enthusiastic performance obviously highlighted Francois's personal preferences.

"I have more personal news about this young Mr. de Moller." Francois shook the wine glass gently in his hand: "My subordinate, Sir Philip Desaix, has an uncle.

I am engaged in maritime business in Calais. About two months ago, I wrote to Philip to highly recommend this rapid-fire cannon. I hope that the dragoons can equip appropriate amounts of such artillery. I mentioned in the letter that this rapid-fire cannon is

His best friend's son, Alphonse de Moller, developed it. Although I was on the fence due to his age, I still purchased four rapid-fire cannons."

"The Duke actually purchased a rapid-fire cannon?" This time it was Bellisson's turn to be confused. This guy is really shameless. He has been bragging here for a long time, and he doesn't even know what a rapid-fire cannon looks like.

You know, the other party bought four of them and kept them in the barracks?

"To be honest, I don't really approve of this artillery. If it fires more than 12 rounds in a row, it may explode, and it has to stop for 1-2 minutes to cool down. Moreover, after the range exceeds 30 meters, the impact points are almost unsightly, but it is said that

This artillery is used to suppress pirates on the side, and it should be quite effective." Francois replied calmly: "It is said that Moller has additionally researched a shotgun rapid-fire cannon that can be used in the army, and is intended to be used in bastions.

In terms of the city defense system, except for the range, it has basically achieved my goals, so I also plan to wait for him to launch more powerful army artillery."

Belisson took a breath. Sure enough, the sense of war among these veterans was quite terrifying. The 6-pounder and 9-pounder guns had almost no presence at sea, but what about on land? It was basically an unimaginable massacre.

After all, the mainstream land gun is still the 9-pound gun, and the 12-pound gun is as scarce as the 32-pound gun used by the navy...

"I'm also looking forward to it." Prince Kong Dai said with a meaningful smile, but he felt that it was far from being as easy as imagined, because the biggest problem in land warfare is mobility! On the sea, ships can move, so no matter how big the caliber is, they can follow

The ship moves on the sea, but what if it is on land? Among other things, when Yasuo was selling falcon cannons on the street, he had to equip it with a gun carriage; when the number of cannons reached hundreds or even thousands,

At that time, how much manpower and material resources did the army need to equip artillery carriages and tow trucks? Not to mention that there were still strong requirements for attacking fortifications on land. If there were more shotguns and fewer fortification artillery, how could we still fight the war?

Early the next morning, Ann was sitting in the living room drinking hot cocoa. Hot cocoa with honey and local goat milk was her favorite drink. Alphonse was still busy in the study upstairs, so she had nothing to do for the moment.

, just sit there in a daze.

Last night's banquet had a different meaning from the beginning: when sitting down, Alphonse sat in the host's seat, with Will Morty and his wife and daughter on his left, Ann next, and Zhu on his right.

Leah, Mrs. Desai, little William, Yasuo and Bardis. Although the seats were still not far apart from each other, the feeling of closeness and closeness made Ann start to feel irritable for no reason. Damn it, Alphonse said

He was just trying to please Julia to seek her cooperation, but who knew if he wanted to climb the ladder? Not to mention the subsequent music performance and private dance. Alphonse even invited Julia to dance a ballroom dance. Damn it.

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"Uh... Miss Charles, we have a visitor, Sir Benjamin Hawkins from England." Alfred, who came in from the outside, saw An sitting in the hall drinking hot cocoa, and had to inform the other party first. After all,

Benjamin Hawkins is a client from Allah.

"Sir Hawkins?" Ann was a little confused. Why did this British privateer suddenly come to the door without even saying hello?

"Inform Alphonse, I will go out to receive our guests first." However, An still stood up, holding a small fan and said, this damn Benjamin Hawkins, 240 artillery pieces have been fired since the last time.

After the order was placed, Alphonse refused because he wanted to negotiate the price, so he never placed another order. He probably wanted to secretly imitate it; seeing that the last batch of goods would be delivered in a few days, he would come to your doorstep.
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