Chapter 1139 Insufficient craftsmanship and lack of finesse
After entering the city, the group reminisced about the past and went straight to the Protectorate Mansion.
It was very active here. It was once the back garden where Wang Min became emperor. It was so vast that it could be used to graze and perform martial arts.
But now it has been transformed into a shooting range, with extremely strict defenses, and the produced ammunition, gun bodies and other parts are all placed here.
As for the original gunpowder base, it is still in use, but it is only responsible for the development of gunpowder.
"Your Majesty, it's almost a success to make gunpowder shells. There are only occasional duds, but most of them can still be blown up."
"The biggest problem now is the range problem. The farthest attempt is only two hundred meters..."
"Sometimes it will explode in the cannon body and hurt your own people." Jinzhu said awkwardly.
It is powerful, but it can't be hit. Two hundred meters, people will charge directly, sacrifice some people, and then they can take the red cannon.
Everyone was also depressed and blamed themselves.
Qin Yun frowned. In his memory, in another history, the earliest range of the red-clothed cannon was 500 meters away. With a little more refined craftsmanship, it can reach more than 2,000 meters or about two miles!
No matter how bad it is, it should be a few hundred meters, right?
"Did you not strictly make it according to my drawings?"
Mr. Feng frowned and looked worried: "Your Majesty, no, I will be responsible for this matter. I have personally inspected every part of it, and there is no mistake."
Qin Yun looked solemn, and he went forward directly and everyone gave way.
The parts of the red-clothed cannon were broken down and placed densely on the table. He picked them up one by one to check, from the barrel, the cannon stand, the internal striker, etc.
He checked one by one, and everyone stopped breathing, looking at Qin Yun hoped to see the problem.
After some inspection, Qin Yun exclaimed lightly, his eyes flashed, he picked up a part casually, touched it hard, and found that it was uneven and very rough.
He immediately picked up other parts and touched them one by one, and found that all the parts of the red cannon were like this.
"Your Majesty, have you discovered the problem?" Mr. Feng was a little nervous. After all, he had not done a good job for so long, and he was very guilty. The front line has been dying.
Qin Yun pursed his lips: "Please take a half-finished red cannon, shoot a shot, and show me."
"yes!"
Mr. Feng immediately asked someone to do it.
Under the attention of everyone, an extremely domineering and huge red cannon was carried to the open space, and the dark curtain was torn off. The cannon body was red, which looked very good.
In the sunlight, it shines brightly, and the black and broken cave entrance seems to have the power to destroy the world.
You know, this is just a semi-finished product, and it needs to be strengthened and improved both in appearance and inside!
With just one look, Qin Yun was excited. Murong Shunhua's slender hands were slightly painful. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and muttered to myself that she wasn't so excited when she and I were not so excited.
"Immediately!" Mr. Feng shouted.
The Jinyiwei personally raised the torch at the point, and hissed...
The lead wire was lit and blue smoke quickly came out. It took about two sips of tea, and the red-clothed cannon did not move.
Murong's beautiful eyes stirred up, why didn't he move?
Sudden.
Bang!
The huge muffled sound was like rolling thunder, and the huge red-clothed cannon that was several hundred pounds shrank backwards, and a small black dot took off.
It can be seen from the naked eye that the entire Ferry tribe members on the flat ground are retreating and afraid, and they obviously have seen the power.
During this period, countless people were blown off their hands and feet.
"Back back all!" Jinyiwei shouted loudly.
The small dot only flew for a short distance, then fell down parabola, and the moment it landed, a terrifying scene happened!
Bang!!
The earth trembled, the explosion pierced the eardrums, and the impact was like a god and demon coming to the world, overturning everything around.
The land was blown out into a large nest, and the soil and gravel splashed, which was far more terrifying than thunder.
Everyone present was frightened and frightened.
Even a top sect like Murong Shunhua can't help but take a step back and lose his beauty.
Looking at the place where the holes exploded, white smoke rose everywhere, and a mess.
"Is this... this the power of the red cannon?"
"No wonder, no wonder His Majesty is muttering when he sleeps." Murong said incrediblely, she actually felt her insignificance from this weapon.
No matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of this shot.
Mr. Feng, Jinzhu and others were still frightened once when they saw it. The red-clothed cannon involved their knowledge blind spots. Its power was too great. I am afraid that even a city could be destroyed!
Qin Yun's expression was in deep thought at this moment, without the excitement he imagined. He knew the power, but the distance was too terrible.
That was two hundred meters, less than two hundred meters!
At the speed of red-clothed cannon loading, at most one shot will be fired, and the enemy will rush to the face.
No, no!
What exactly went wrong!
Qin Yun was anxious and rushed to the red-clothed cannon's cannon body.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
"Be careful to burn your hands!" Everyone exclaimed, with fear on their faces.
I saw that Qin Yun bent down very boldly and pressed it on his ear, which scared Feng Lao's soul to death. After the red cannon was bombarded, the cannon body was extremely hot.
The sound of breaking through the air moved horizontally to Qin Yun.
"Quiet, don't make a sound!" Qin Yun said very seriously and loudly.
Everyone's figures suddenly froze, and the soldiers of the Jinyi Guard stopped one after another. When they saw that Qin Yun's ears were not as far away from the cannon, they breathed a sigh of relief and wiped their cold sweat.
Mr. Feng signaled everyone to be quiet. The entire open space, hundreds of people turned into puppets, and they could even be careful when breathing.
Qin Yun heard such a strange sound in the cannon body in his ear. If he didn't listen closely, he wouldn't hear it at all.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he frowned solemnly: "I know, I know what the problem is!"
Mr. Feng and others were shocked and excitedly said: "Your Majesty, do you know? Where is it? Let's go and change it immediately!"
Qin Yun was disgusted again and shook his head and said, "I can't change it, because you didn't make any mistakes at all, but because of the process level and lack of accuracy."
"The gun bodies are all made of copper, and it is difficult to perfectly polish this raw material."
Hearing this, everyone looked ugly.
Old Feng clenched his fists and said unwillingly: "Your Majesty, is there no other way?"
"Yes, find a real master of craftsmanship! The workers I asked Mr. Feng to find before should be just ordinary excellent craftsmen in the folk, right?" Qin Yun frowned.
Mr. Feng nodded: "All are good at iron art all their lives. The old slaves in Xiliang have searched them all. They also notified the imperial capital a month ago and asked the cabinet to help find them."
"But this is the level that can be achieved."
Jinzhu also frowned: "Yes, Your Majesty, will there be any problems in other places? Weichen thinks... this craft is already very fine."
“It was exactly according to royal craftsmanship.”
Qin Yun shook his head and said decisively: "No, this is not enough!"
"A slight difference will cause various major problems in the red-clothed cannon. This fineness is not enough! It is difficult for the imperial work department to complete it!"
"Now I can only rely on some folk strange people. As long as the accuracy can be adjusted, the range of the red-clothed cannon will be expanded at least several times!"
"Then directly pull it to the battlefield and counterattack the Turks!"