Jiang Wan doesn't know how to build cannons, but he knows something that can save Tang Ruowang and Zhao Yuan a few years or even more than ten years.
Just like this rifling.
In this era when front-loaded artillery was prevalent, Jiang Wan used almost cheating methods to guide Tieshan City's firearms production. He did not need to personally operate the manufacturing, he only needed to come up with an idea, and Tang Ruowang and Zhao Yuan's gang
A skilled craftsman can turn his ideas into reality.
Just like this rifled gun.
Rifling is a very precise job that requires high processing equipment. In this era with almost no industrial foundation, the rifling of every cannon is almost carved by craftsmen by hand, which is destined for Tieshan City.
The output of this type of rifled gun will never be too high.
In almost half a year, the newly established artillery battalion of the entire main army was equipped with more than thirty such rifled cannons. The other cannons were still mainly smoothbore cannons, but this was enough power to change the battlefield situation.
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For example, in the current Liaoyang City, the Fo Lang machine cannon on the city head has a range of only about one mile. If the charge is sufficient, it can hit more than one mile, but the accuracy cannot be said. However, the rifled cannon of the artillery camp
Mounted on a high platform, it can cover the entire city of Liaoyang, and the entire city of Liaoyang has now simply become a place for the artillery battalion to test their new toys, and the craftsmen from Tieshan City will even be on the battlefield all the time, recording
The performance of these rifled guns and these actual combat data will provide more experience for the next improvement of cannons.
Of course, Jiang Wan told Yao Chunyong that all firecrackers should be rifled, which was a bit of a boast. Without new power and machinery, relying on manual rifling of firecrackers would be just a dream.
Moreover, even if there are such skilled craftsmen who can do this work, their output is of no use to an army that can easily number in the tens of thousands.
However, under this situation, Jiang Wan's words like this can be regarded as a morale booster, but they are not just talking nonsense.
The Tartars in the city never opened the city gate and rushed out. I don't know whether it was because they were beaten or because they felt that the Ming army did not launch a large-scale attack on the city. They just stood motionless under the Ming army's artillery fire.
Play dead.
The Ming army's artillery on the two high platforms in the east and west camps slowly stopped after reveling for half an hour.
It's not that I feel sorry for the gunpowder and cannonballs, it's just that the cannon barrels are starting to turn a little red. The platform is too high and it's not easy to get water. The officers of the artillery camp also know the value of the new toys in their hands, so they realize that the red cannon barrels may ignite.
After the propellant could not be cooled down no matter what, they decisively stopped shooting.
As for the results of the battle, there is no need to test it. The Liaoyang City opposite was full of black smoke and people. In this artillery battle, the Ming army suffered zero losses, and the Hou Jin army suffered countless casualties.
Jiang Wan led some generals to the high platform. There was a mess everywhere on the high platform. However, no one cared about this. Everyone turned their attention to Liaoyang City in the distance. On the ground, it looked like a strong city with high walls.
The mighty Liaoyang City, in the eyes of everyone, looks like a scarred woman, disheveled and extremely miserable!
"Oh, this Liaoyang City is terrible!"
Yao Chunyong sighed and said: "Except for the city wall which is still intact, the city has been beaten to pieces. Even if we take this back, there is nothing we can do about it!"
"That's not so bad!"
Jiang Wan shook his head, and the commander of the artillery battalion ran over: "I've seen the commander-in-chief, I've seen General Yao!"
"Let's get to know Qian Wubing, the commander of the artillery camp!" Jiang Wan said to Yao Chunyong: "In the past, the people around me were placed in the Zhongyong camp as generals, and then Geng Jingzhong sent them back to me. Now they are like this
Commander of the artillery battalion!"
"Oops!" Yao Chunyong exclaimed in surprise: "I was mistaken, I was mistaken, why do I look so familiar? It turns out that he is a talented person next to the commander!"
"How's the damage?" Jiang Wan smiled and asked directly about the battle situation.
"Seven injuries, two serious injuries!" Qian Wubing replied: "Of the seven injuries, six were burnt, one had a sprained foot, and two were seriously injured because the cloth strips used to cover their ears fell off, I don't know.
He is probably deaf, his ears have been bleeding, and he has been sent down!"
"Is the cannon damaged?" Jiang Wan continued to ask.
"Not at all. They have all tried cannons. It is impossible for such a precious cannon to explode. Moreover, the Tatar cannons on the opposite side cannot hit us, so how can it be damaged!"
Qian Wubing was so impressed that he laughed and said, "Commander, these are really good things!"
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Wan patted him on the shoulder: "Stop showing off. Didn't you see that General Yao is drooling? If he wants to kidnap people and guns from you, you better not touch me.
I'm here to cry out that he has studied this tactics very deeply!"
Yao Chunyong blushed, but he did not refute Jiang Wan's words - he really had such thoughts, even if he got two such good things back home!
"From now on, we will bombard Liaoyang from time to time!" Jiang Wan said: "No matter day or night, don't worry about the loss of artillery shells. As long as you are willing, you can fire several rounds into the city. Our purpose is not just to kill the city."
The enemy troops here are even more determined to make sure that there is no more intact house in Liaoyang City."
He looked at the city, and his face became a little arrogant: "I want the Tartars in Liaoyang City to feel weak when they hear the sound of our cannons. I want them to worry even when they sleep.
Our shells fell on their heads!"
"That's right!"
Yao Chunyong also said loudly: "Just hit me hard with the artillery battalion. Our brothers from the east and west battalions below guarantee that no matter what happens, the Tatars will never come to you. If you can attack the Tatars in the city,
If you kill them all, I, Yao, will not compete with you for this credit. The biggest contributor to this battle must be your artillery battalion!"
"I will definitely live up to the commander-in-chief's expectations and General Yao's expectations!"
Qian Wubing's face became stern and he said loudly: "If the city of Liaoyang is not destroyed, our artillery camp cannot get down from this high platform!"
In the distance, under the roots of Liaoyang City, soldiers of the Hou Jin Dynasty who had not heard the sound of cannons for a long time began to feel uneasy. They were eager to go to the messy city to find their relatives and friends, but they were worried about the Ming army's bombardment.
It's not over yet.
"Order everyone to stay calm!"
Dai Shan had a dark face and gave orders to the generals in front of him: "Be prepared to engage in battle with the Ming army at any time. Life or death may depend on it, maybe today. If anyone shakes the morale of the army, behead! Anyone who is afraid of disobeying orders, behead!"