Wang Mi walked through the loose formation of apprentices, correcting their movements from time to time.
"Still practicing?"
"My subordinates can operate freely now!"
He raised his long bow and aimed the arrow at a ruined wall. As long as Wang Mi gave an order, Zeng Jing could send the artillery to the other end of the ruined wall!
"I can understand everyone's mood, but we can't act too hastily now."
"I think everyone has seen the effectiveness of artillery before. It is different from a pistol. Once it explodes, it will affect a wide range."
"Although the targets in front of us are all useless waste, we still have to be careful."
Someone's mouth went dry after what he said, and the apprentices did not listen to a few words. Zeng Jing retorted: "Wang Shilang came to the workshop today just to check whether the artillery is well made?"
"If I don't ejaculate, who knows if it will be good or not?"
"That makes sense!"
"Zhiyuan, let's give it a try!" Huan Chong pushed Wang Mi and said with a smile. He had also been itchy for a long time, but he couldn't find such a good reason.
Wang Mi sighed. The minority obeyed the majority. He also took a bow and arrow and tied the cannon.
At such a critical moment, of course he has to be at the forefront.
"Zeng Jing, we two come first!"
“Hit the mud wall!”
The arrows of the two men turned towards the mud wall at the same time. The mud wall was dismantled from ordinary houses, and its thickness was naturally not as thick as the finely crafted thick city wall.
It can only be used to test whether the artillery can explode. If it can't blast through such a thin wall, the so-called artillery can be put to rest.
Whoosh whoosh!
There were obviously only two people, but three arrows were shot!
Every arrow points to the same target, that mud wall!
"Old General Huan, why are you here too!"
Before he could remember the roar of the artillery, Wang Mi saw Huan Chong's figure. This old man was indeed a master of causing trouble.
He just didn't catch him at a glance, so he took a bow and shot an arrow privately, sending the cannon into the mud wall!
Bang bang bang!
Rumble!
fall down!
Collapsed!
It's not just one wall, it's several walls. Not just the wall, but several big stones placed beside the wall were also blown into pieces!
"incredible!"
"Zhiyuan, I am really amazing!"
Wang Mi drooped his eyes and refused to comment.
What's so great about you old man?
It's obvious that I'm the best!
When the smoke cleared, Wang Mi took a few old friends forward to check. Strictly speaking, the wall they attacked was not just a wall. It was made up of three layers of mud walls.
Pu Chao also put a lot of thought into arranging these obstacles. He didn't need to go to the battlefield to see the battle with his own eyes. He could also deduce that just blasting through a wall really couldn't reflect the terrifying power of artillery.
In order to better test the impact of the artillery, he put all three walls together.
Now it seems that this decision is quite correct.
Seeing that the artillery was so easy to use, all the colleagues couldn't help but gather together, saying all kinds of praises regardless of whether they were high or low.
Wang Mi, however, remained the same, letting them talk without saying a word. He searched among the broken walls and ruins, and soon made a new discovery.
The power of artillery is indeed far greater than ordinary pistol gunpowder, but the collapse of mud walls is also in pieces, which is completely different from the shape of huge rocks that are all blown to pieces.
Among several piles of soil, Wang Mi unexpectedly found an artillery piece that had not exploded!
"not good!"
"Here's another one!"
"Run!"
Wang Mi yelled, grabbed Huan Chong, and ran to a safe area without even daring to breathe. Behind him, Zeng Jing lived up to his instructions and brought Pu Chao with him.
That artillery is very dangerous, not just any ordinary danger.
When Wang Mi discovered it, its fuse was still burning bit by bit. What prevented it from functioning was not a problem with the gunpowder or the packaging of the paper shell.
It was entirely because the fire that lit the fuse was not burning brightly enough, and the gunpowder was not ignited for a long time.
But this situation is definitely temporary. When the sparks slowly rise up little by little, they will eventually ignite the gunpowder!
Mr. Huan covered his head and waited for a long time, but saw nothing. A look of dissatisfaction suddenly appeared on his face: "Zhiyuan, what's going on?"
"Obviously..."
Bang! Collapse!
Before Huan Chong finished speaking, he heard a loud noise rising into the sky, and countless debris of soil flew in all directions, some of which even came towards Huan Chong's face.
Could it be that this is called talking and talking?
Huan Chong stopped talking. Wang Mi verified the power of the artillery and nodded with satisfaction.
Pu Chao beside him was also very proud of his choice.
"Shilang Wang is really powerful. With this artillery, it won't be a problem to break through the enemy's wall on the battlefield in the future!"
Wang Mi waved his hand and quickly stopped his unrealistic delusion.
"It's not that easy!"
"Although the mud wall is three-layered and is already very thick, compared with the formal city wall, its sturdiness is still far behind."
"If we want to break through the enemy's wall in one fell swoop, we need to increase our firepower."
Since receiving financial support, Wang Shilang has let himself go freely. All kinds of raw materials for making gunpowder are continuously delivered to the general workshop like running water.
The craftsmen in the workshop work hard day and night. They make gunpowder, they forge iron, and they package gunpowder.
Working day and night, just like an industrial worker on an assembly line.
With the support of the craftsmen, Wang Mi could use gunpowder to his heart's content, improving and improving the Jin army's firepower.
Achieve full coverage of the firepower of all armies in the Jin Dynasty!
"You're right!"
"Zhiyuan, try this door!"
A huge wooden door is right in front of you. The wood is all painted vermilion. Although the paint is peeling off, you can still see the nail-like protrusions inlaid on the wooden door.
This is actually a real city gate. Where did you get it?
Although such a big thing can be obtained, it is also very difficult to make it stand on the open ground.
Pu Chao had made preparations early in the morning. He connected long ropes to the eaves on both sides of the open space and pulled the wooden doors from both sides.
Although it is shaky and still not very stable, this door will be blown up soon anyway, as long as it can survive for a while.
Mud walls and stones are no problem. In Puchao's opinion, a mere wooden door is certainly not a problem.
In the thinking of ancient people, rocks are of course much stronger than wood. Stones can be blown into pieces, so there is no problem at all with wooden doors.
However, next to Pu Chao, Wang Mi, the servant of Huangmen, had a solemn look on his face and looked at the heavy wooden door repeatedly.
This door is a great find!
From thickness to height, it is almost the same as a real city gate, and can be used as a prop for siege drills.
However, in front of such a heavy wooden door, Wang Mi felt a trace of doubt in his heart.
A mere artillery piece seems to be unable to penetrate it.
No matter what I think in my heart, the experiment of artillery cannot stop here.
Rumble, rumble!
This time, Wang Mi did not stop Huan Chong, and three artillery fired at the city gate at the same time.
After the huge roar, the smoke cleared. Sure enough, the city gate was not completely blown through. The impact of the gunpowder did cause great damage to the wooden city gate.
A big hole was drilled into the vermilion city gate, but that was not enough, because the artillery destroyed only the surface of the city gate.
Its interior was not completely destroyed.
"Again!"
The apprentices immediately set up their bows and loaded their arrows, and they shot wherever Wang Mi pointed without any doubt.
Shilang Wang is really a hero of the world!
The apprentices all sighed like this, and with just a few cannons, a huge hole was opened in the city gate as solid as Mount Tai.
Doesn't this explain the power of artillery?
After another series of artillery attacks, the wooden city gate finally collapsed, and the hemp rope that was trying to maintain its balance was broken and thrown aside.
"It seems that at least ten artillery pieces are needed to completely blow up a city gate." Wang Mi murmured.
This artillery is not that artillery, let alone an Italian artillery. If he had such hard goods, how could he waste it like this?
"Good things, they are all good things!"
Wang Mi laughed heartily, and Huan Chong held two cannons in his hands, his eyebrows dancing with joy, as if he was a farmer who had used Stanley's harvest.
"Zhiyuan, these are all good things!"
"You are really capable!"
The old general is too excited and always makes people feel bad.
"The general's compliments are nothing more than trivial skills."
"General, we are coming!"
A few people were standing on the grassland, overjoyed at the magical power of the artillery, when suddenly a group of boys wearing rough cloth broke into the general's workshop.
Everyone had their things in hand and rushed into the workshop with great momentum, not encountering many obstacles along the way.
He shouted "General" in his mouth, which gave people the illusion that this was not a workshop but a military camp.
"General Huan, these are your people!"
Wang Mi was very nervous at first, thinking that the Qin army was coming. After a closer look, he saw that several of these prominent young men looked familiar.
Aren't these all for sending money to his house?
Huan Chong stood with his waist straight and his beard standing up, he was very proud.
"You're right, it's my man."
"Zhiyuan, please think about it carefully, how do I treat you?"
Wang Mi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he probably guessed what Lao Huan wanted to do.
"Okay, the old general is really kind to the juniors!"
"The kindness is as heavy as a mountain, like a reborn parent!"
These words were too strong, and even a shameless person like Lao Huan found them a bit unbearable.
"No need to be so polite, we are all brothers!"
He was originally the senior before and after him, but for some reason, Huan Chong was demoted to the next generation.
"Come up here and take these artillery pieces away. These weapons will belong to our Jingzhou soldiers from now on!"
What?
Does this count as yours?
They say you get half of the money when you meet. Mr. Huan is really rich and powerful. As soon as he makes a move, everything is transferred to his own territory like a storm!
The people under Old General Huan Chong had always been following him around. They were quite good at robbing houses, making generous donations and many other things. They swarmed forward without waiting for Huan Chong to assign the next task or giving others time to react.
, and moved all the artillery pieces away!
Puchao, the general minister, broke into a cold sweat and stepped forward and said: "Old General Huan, this is not appropriate."
"The destination of these artillery pieces has been decided a long time ago. They belong to the Beifu soldiers. General Huan can't just snatch them all away just because you are here!"
Rob?
How dare he say this word grab!
Huan Chong's thick eyebrows immediately stood up.
He said angrily: "What Beifu soldiers!"
"Obviously they all belong to me!"
"Zhiyuan, do you think so?"
Seeing that the flames of war were about to burn on his head, Xiao Wang, even if this kind of thing was thrown at him, there was nothing he could do.
Why didn't he remember where he had arranged for these artillery pieces to go?
"this……"
Seeing Wang Mi's unwillingness to agree, Huan Chong immediately put pressure on him and put a big hand on his shoulder, as if he was carrying a hundred kilograms of rice.
"I paid for all the money to make these artillery pieces. Why can't I get it?"
Rich man!
The Huan family in Qiaojun was indeed extremely wealthy!
No, compared to the Jin Dynasty, which tried to steal everyone's money and could hear the echo even if their pockets were empty, Huan's assets in Qiaojun should far exceed his.
In an instant, the voices of opposition disappeared. They rolled up their sleeves and were about to fight to the death with the Huan family's private soldiers. Those who defended the artillery also retreated one after another.
Instead, there was an expression of infinite adoration and admiration.
Such a wealthy man cannot afford to offend.
"Pu Jiangzuo, we can't cut off our financial path, we must have a good relationship with General Huan." Master Wei slowly came to Pu Chao's side and actually begged for Huan Chong.
They are all money-hungry people!
"Zhiyuan, what do you think?" Pu Chao looked at Wang Mi with pleading eyes. Wang Mi was even more confused. Why did they all kick the ball to him!
Looks like he's easy to bully, isn't he?
"The juniors all understand the old general's mood, and all the masters have also listened. The old general is right. Not only the artillery, but even the money for our guns now comes from Old General Huan!"
"The money for making the pistol actually came from General Huan!"
"General Huan is indeed the richest in the world!"
"Could it be that General Huan will be the rich man of our general workshop from now on?"
The craftsmen gathered in a circle, and various discussions emerged from the crowd, one after another, and Huan Chong was praised as the great savior of the workshop.
Mr. Huan was very satisfied, nodded and said with a smile: "As long as you work hard, money matters will be easy to talk about."
During the chat, Huan Chong's boys never stopped carrying the artillery. After a while, all the inventory in the workshop was moved to Mr. Huan's bullock cart.
These green ox carts once appeared in front of the Langya Palace. Ten carts of artillery were exchanged for ten carts. It seemed that Mr. Huan had lost money, but in fact, the old man never made a loss-making business.
They are making a lot of money.
Although the raw materials for making gunpowder were bought with Huan Chong's money, the food and accommodation for the craftsmen who made the artillery were all provided by the imperial court.
If these hundreds of craftsmen were invited to Jingzhou to make various weapons and support them, it would be a big expense.