It is not easy for the fire tongue to produce sparks. Even ancient people who were familiar with its use often had to hit it seven or eight times before they could successfully ignite the item.
He Mai held a gun in one hand and struck the tongue of fire with the other. This was of course not an easy thing to do. If the tongue of fire wanted to ignite, both hands must work together.
This made He Mai anxious.
Perhaps, weapons such as firecrackers could not appear in dynasties earlier than the Tang Dynasty, not only because of the age of the invention of gunpowder, but also because at this time, convenient ignition equipment that could free one hand had not yet appeared.
reason.
what to do?
This is how to do!
Very impatient!
He Mai, who had failed several attempts, had no choice but to wave his hand and call the unfriendly He Wuji to his side.
"Come and help me light the fire!"
"I'll shoot!"
He Wuji swayed forward, but did not rush to take He Mai's tongue.
"I'll light the fire, and you'll shoot?"
"What you think is quite beautiful!"
"That doesn't mean you get all the benefits!"
At this time, there is probably no other brother who is still fussing over everything in Jiankang City. The He brothers are the first of their kind.
"What do you want?"
He Mai was ready to compromise. He couldn't light the pistol on his own anyway, so there had to be someone to help him.
He Wuji has always been a person who cannot afford to suffer losses. If you ask him for help, you must be prepared to transfer your profits.
He Wuji grabbed the pistol and said happily: "No need to ask, of course you will light it, I will shoot it!"
The primary fire gun made by Wang Mi can be regarded as the simplest structure among the fire guns. It does not have complicated components such as triggers. When the gunpowder in the medicine chamber is ignited, a huge explosion will occur in a small space.
The explosive driving force relies on this driving force to push the lead in the front chamber out.
This kind of handgun without a brake trigger must have a limited range, which is only a few hundred steps at best.
From this point of view, although He Mai did not know the advantages and disadvantages of handguns, the target he chose was relatively accurate.
As long as he can perform normally, it shouldn't be difficult to hit the willow tree.
Of course, He Mai is smart. He did not choose this willow tree casually. He made his choice based on the range of ordinary bows and arrows.
He Mai is not a martial arts master. It has been proved on the Xiangyang battlefield that his martial arts skills are inferior to those of Beifu soldiers.
Therefore, He Mai, who was unable to pull the mighty bow, would certainly not expect to be able to hit something a hundred steps away.
"That's it!" He Mai gritted his teeth and gave He Wuji a great opportunity to shine. Even He Wuji was shocked.
So happy?
It’s simply not like the Amai before.
Although there was something wrong with the incident, He Wuji couldn't help but be ready to take action in the face of the huge temptation.
What does it look like when a pistol is fired?
In the general's workshop, this is the only opportunity to stand out. From now on, even if there are second and third shots, they will lose their freshness.
What's more, if you miss such a good opportunity, you will basically miss this village and there will be no such store!
He Mai exchanged with He Wuji, and now He Wuji was standing in the pit, and with a helper, He Mai would no longer be troubled by such trivial matters as starting a fire.
After a few squirts, the sparks popped out.
Very good!
He Mai brought the flame closer to the pistol's medicine room again, wanting to do it again, but this time, He Mai helped, and the fire door of the medicine room was already open.
Electric light and flint!
The intimate contact between gunpowder and Mars is at this moment!
"Wait!"
"Danger!"
A loud roar came from the other side of the Yamen. Following the sound, rushing toward the crowd, was the slightly disheveled Wang Shilang and Wang Mi himself.
"Can't light the fire!"
boom!
jump!
"ah!"
It’s broken, it’s broken!
Wang Mi came out of the toilet and ran straight to the Yamen. When he saw He Mai and He Wuji's dangerous moves, he immediately panicked and rushed over to him before he had even raised his pants!
It's a pity that he panicked for a moment and shouted the wrong point.
Just when he shouted about danger, He Mai didn't know where the so-called danger came from. Sparks burst out from the tongue of fire in his hand. He Mai had already opened the door of the medicine room, and the medicine stored in it was
, either sulfur or saltpeter, and a large portion of the mixture of saltpeter and sulfur, a serious super flammable substance.
Before the two sides made formal contact, the gunpowder exploded!
Accompanied by two loud noises, although the overall sound was not particularly loud, for the unprepared He brothers and the craftsmen who were watching, the sound was terrifying enough!
What was more terrifying than the sound was the situation of the two He brothers.
Although gunpowder is powerful enough, the amount of gunpowder that can be loaded into a pistol is also very limited.
Therefore, although there were a large crowd of onlookers, the shot was not fired, and it really did not hurt these idlers.
The only ones injured were the He brothers. Wang Mi rushed over and helped He Wuji up. According to his judgment, judging from the current situation, he was the one holding the gun who was more seriously injured.
He Wuji was shocked and confused by the sudden attack. It could be seen that his eyes were still open and he was breathing. Wang Mi didn't have time to wake him up first, so he quickly checked the wound.
On He Wuji's body, the white robe he liked to wear had no traces of blood except for a few dark traces of smoke and dirt.
Wang Mi felt relieved. It seemed that the damage caused by the pistol was not that huge. The only doubt now was He Wuji's hands!
Wang Mi was a little far away just now, and it could only be seen that the two of them were preparing to shoot, but it was not clear whether they were fully prepared.
Whether this sudden explosion can be regarded as a chamber explosion cannot yet be judged.
But it exploded, and one of He Wuji's hands was completely blackened.
Wang Mi was about to take off his hand and examine it carefully, but He Mai on the other side woke up first.
"How is this going?"
"Where am I?"
"Am I still alive?"
Unlike He Wuji, who was still slightly injured, He Mai finally stood up with Pu Chao's help, shook his arm, stepped on it a few more times, and found that his body was intact.
He immediately regained his energy and shouted to the sky: "I'm still alive!"
"I'm actually still alive!"
"He Xiaolang, congratulations, you are indeed fine." Pu Chao also congratulated him, although he still didn't know what the situation was on He Wuji's side.
"Zhiyuan, how is Wuji?"
He Mai had finished jumping around, and finally remembered that there was a cousin living far away, and He Wuji was still lying here, with his life and death uncertain!
Wang Mi sighed, and while clasping He Wuji's fingers, he comforted He Mai: "What's going on with you?"
"I just went to the toilet once, and you all can't wait?"
There is no need to carefully analyze the real situation at that time. Several people must have gotten together and started making noises, which made the He brothers crazy.
"We are not..."
"Do you want to be in the limelight?" He Mai scratched the back of his head, but this time he was very honest.
He Wuji's fingers were finally broken open. What Wang Mi was most concerned about was the area around his tiger's mouth. Generally speaking, this was the place where the gunpowder that exploded the barrel would be injured.
"It's nothing serious, don't worry!"
Hearing Wang Mi say this, He Mai was really relieved. He Wuji could finally feel relieved this time. He was also a relative after all, with broken bones and tendons.
"Wuji!"
"Wuji!"
"Wake up quickly!"
"You're okay!"
"Not hurt!"
God's help, I don't know what kind of bad luck these two boys had, to survive such a small explosion at such a close range without being hurt.
The good fortune of the two of them made Wang Mi feel a little sad.
It seems that the pistol he made is still very flawed. Logically speaking, even if it doesn't kill anyone, it can always hurt one or two people.
With such a weak deterrence ability, we still hope to be able to level the Central Plains!
It’s faster to dream!
Wang Mi's voice seemed to float slowly down from the air, and in a trance, it finally floated into He Wuji's ears.
I'm not dead!
I'm actually still alive!
When He Wuji realized this, his eyes immediately lit up. Wang Mi saw that he finally regained consciousness and wanted to help him up.
Unexpectedly, He Wuji had just recovered, and his whole body was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was even taller than He Maichan.
"Zhiyuan!"
"This pistol of yours is really powerful!"
"It's so powerful!"
Although this gun had already exploded and would be very disadvantageous as soon as it came out, He Wuji still thought it was a powerful thing.
Without waiting for Wang Mi's greeting, He Wuji ran to the place where the pistol fell and picked it up.
Fortunately, apart from the empty medicine chamber, the outer surface of the gun was not affected at all. After a little rubbing, it was still as bright as new.
If the gunpowder is gone, there will definitely be no way to shoot anymore. He Wuji understands this very well.
"If we can knock out the lead again, those evil beasts of Di Qin will be beaten away!"
Although He Wuji kept saying that the lead piece had not been beaten out, Wang Mi still found the lead piece that had been lost long ago.
"Why did it fly out?"
"Obviously it wasn't me!"
He Wuji was surprised. He was chasing after Wang Mi, asking various questions, and the miraculous reaction of the pistol had completely fascinated him.
It made him forget the bad thing about trying to be in the limelight but losing people instead.
"It was the expansion of the gunpowder that caused it to rush out of the pistol. It is indeed not your fault."
Because there was no aiming and a series of preparations, the lead was just ten steps away from the pit, completely failing to play its intended role.
"Zhiyuan, how about you try again?" He Wuji was worried. He could feel that there was still something wrong with the pistol. Even if Wang Mi fired it, it would probably not change much.
Sure enough, before He Wuji finished speaking, Wang Mi shook his head heavily.
"no."
"There are still many things that are not fully prepared. This is my fault, my fault."
"I almost hurt you!"
Wang Mi looked at his brothers guiltily, but the two He brothers were confused, not realizing that Wang Mi was sorry for them in any way.
They were rushing to shoot this gun, and Wang Mi had nothing to do with it. He actually wanted to take the blame on himself.
"What else needs to be done?"
Under the leadership of Master Wei, several craftsmen finally plucked up the courage to step forward. Just now, because of the sudden accident, many craftsmen were also greatly stimulated.
He was afraid that Wang Mi and the others would be injured and that he would be implicated.
Although the manufacture of this pistol was approved by Emperor Sima Yao, with the uncle's personality of just waving his hand and ignoring anything, most likely he was not aware of the twists and turns that went into the manufacturing process of this pistol.
Not to mention that this weapon is actually a firearm that can cause great disasters.
If something unexpected happened to a few officials in the workshop, they and the busy craftsmen would probably not get any good results.
"There's still a lot that needs to be done."
"Where is Master Yan?"
The first thing Wang Mi thought of was Lao Yan, who was good at carpentry. When Lao Yan heard the call, he immediately walked to Wang Mi's side in three steps and two steps at a time.
At first, Master Yan was hesitant and did not dare to get too close. Wang Mi waved his hand to tell him not to be afraid, and then he dared to be bolder and get together with the He brothers.
"What orders does Mr. Wang have?"
"Even so, I will definitely try my best."
In fact, there is no need to express your sincerity by saying you are dedicated. This beautifully crafted and simple pistol can prove Master Yan's sincerity.
"You need to make a special powder key for charging pistols."
"Medicine key?"
"It seems okay." Master Yan said half understanding, half confused.
Medicine spoons were not a rare thing even in the late Eastern Jin Dynasty. Those Chinese herbal medicines that needed to be ground into powder before they could be used also needed a special medicine spoon when preparing them.
This ensures that the amount of medicine prepared each time is fixed, which is very convenient.
"Look, just make the filling spoon according to the size of this medicine room, and make sure that one spoon can be filled once."
"Neither more nor less." Wang Mi opened the fire door and showed the medicine room to Master Yan. In fact, it was unnecessary for him.
This gun was made by Lao Yan, and he didn't know how big the medicine room was.
However, this dosage does need to be determined again.
The Daming Fire Gun is based on the Fire Gun of the Yuan Dynasty, and has been comprehensively modified and upgraded after a long period of practical experience.
The upgraded part includes the modification of the barrel structure. In order to prevent the gunpowder from being filled too much or too little, which will affect the attack, it is equipped with a powder key.
There was even a horse used to tamp the gunpowder. Wang Mi was well aware of these modifications, but when it was his turn to use them, he still had choices.
In his opinion, the trickster is actually not that necessary.
Every time you open the medicine room and reload gunpowder, it is a laborious task. For the Ming Dynasty's army, on the premise that they can skillfully use fire starters, reload gunpowder and other gadgets, they can then pound the gunpowder.
Really, maybe they can do it properly.
But for the Jin people who had no idea about gunpowder, opponent blunderbuss, or even the convenient fire starter.
As the same saying goes, one bite won't make you fat. Many things need to be accepted step by step.
Don't encourage it, or even increase the burden on Jin people to use pistols.
"Okay, I will remember it!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang!"
Making a few medicine spoons is indeed not a difficult task for a craftsman like Master Wei who is ingenious, but the other thing is a bit troublesome.