The morning sun is rising, the wind is bright, and the village is shrouded in a layer of mist. The dew on the grass leaves on the roadside has not yet dried. Generally speaking, it is a sunny and good weather. But it is not a special day. Today, the Ordnance Bureau
It wasn't a big deal to try out the guns. They had already tried it twice before.
However, several elders in charge of the village learned that Monk Yao was going to the mine to watch, so they spontaneously accompanied him. Together with several of the guards around Monk Yao, there were about ten people in the group. By the time the soldiers in charge
When Wei Bin, the horse trainer, came to ask for permission to cancel morning exercises and watch the weapons being tested, there were even more people, making the event even more lively today.
Last time something happened at the coal kiln, when Tao Da went to comfort the families of the dead and injured, he mentioned that the purpose of making firearms was to equip Fengxia Mountain Qingzhuang to attack bandits. When Wei Bin heard that there was new equipment, he became interested.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ning and the others heard the rumble of cannons in the distance without waiting for anyone. Monk Yao started setting off the cannons before they reached the place. Looking from a distance from the entrance of the village, they saw smoke rising. At this time, the wind picked up again.
Small, thick smoke lingers in the air for a long time.
Monk Yao and the others walked forward, and soon a few people walked out of the thick smoke. The person in front of them was Zhang Ning. When they got closer, they saw the excitement on Zhang Ning's face. Monk Yao asked
: "It's done this time?"
"Uncle, please come and see." Zhang Ning saluted calmly, led them to the three cannons mounted on the wooden wheel cart, and said, "After repeated modifications and tests, which cost countless manpower and money, these three cannons are basically ready for use.
.The combined gun weighs less than 400 kilograms and has an effective range of more than one mile when loaded with solid bullets. Equipped with a two-wheeled carriage, it can be used in field battles and sieges. It can not only be loaded with solid bullets, but also with explosive shells and large gravel shells.
Area destruction. It is light in weight, easy to transport, has a crosshair, a simple range finder, and has a fast firing speed. However, its disadvantage is that it is a small-caliber light gun with a short range."
Monk Yao said calmly: "It's not bad if it can hit a mile. As far as I know, it's not bad if the general's artillery in the big city can hit a mile."
Zhang Ning didn't say much, and turned around and shouted: "Ma Dapeng, ask someone to reload and fire another shot at the target on the mountain." He couldn't help but speak faster, and he couldn't suppress his excitement, "Uncle, please watch.
, the location of the piles of straw opposite is at least a mile away, you can tell at a glance."
Everyone watched and waited with interest. After a while, the craftsman who set off the cannon shouted. Someone lit the fire and made a "chi" sound. The man hurriedly covered his head, and a moment later a loud "boom" was heard.
, thick smoke rose up. Many people on Monk Yao's side were frightened and took several steps back. After a while, the smoke dissipated slightly, and they saw that the haystacks on the opposite mountainside were on fire. It was the hot shells that hit the target and ignited.
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Zhang Ning couldn't help but have a proud look on his face: "General's cannon often weighs more than a thousand kilograms and is extremely difficult to transport. How does it compare to our two-part cannon?"
Monk Yao looked serious, nodded slightly, took two steps and looked at the firelight on the haystack on the mountain.
Zhang Ning then pointed to the fire guns in the hands of several craftsmen and said: "The matchlock gun is five feet long and weighs eleven or two kilograms. It can penetrate iron armor from a hundred paces away. It has accuracy and is easy to aim. It's just that the manufacturing process of the barrel is too laborious for the time being."
, it is made of two layers of fine iron sheets rolled inside and outside, and then hand-drilled with a steel drill to make it smooth and flat. It takes more than 20 days for one person to drill a barrel, and it may be substandard, resulting in expensive manufacturing costs. But it is good to use.
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After saying this, he asked someone to place an iron pot a hundred steps away. He personally took a loaded musket and tested it in front of Monk Yao. After holding it up, he said: "Eye, aim, target three points and one line.
, you can aim. Close your eyes when shooting."
"Bang!" White smoke rose, sparks flashed, and the sound was still loud and deafening.
A man ran over and took out the iron pot. Everyone looked at it expectantly and saw that the iron pot was intact.
Zhang Ning was immediately embarrassed and said, "It seems like I missed it."
"Haha..." After a moment, dozens of people couldn't help bursting into laughter. Even the guardian Qiu Ye couldn't help but smile and whispered next to Zhang Ning: "If you say less, you won't hit it right."
, and you won’t be laughed at by others.”
Monk Yao reached out and patted his shoulder, saying kindly: "Ping'an is a scholar. He was not used to bowing and horse riding before, so it's not surprising that he missed."
Everyone laughed, but Zhang Ning looked calm and said: "I was so happy just now that I forgot how to use this matchlock gun. It is completely normal to miss a shot from a hundred steps away. If you do, you can only be lucky."
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One person couldn't help shouting: "I just saw someone tinkering with gunpowder for a long time. They can only fire one shot at a time, and the hit depends on luck. So what's the use of this thing except to scare people?"
Zhang Ning said calmly: "This is not how it is used in the first place. There are two ways to hit, one is to get closer, and the other is to fire in a row."
After thinking about it, everyone nodded in agreement. Some of the warriors under Wei Bin also understood that ordinary soldiers using bows and arrows could not penetrate the Yangtze River at a hundred steps, and had to rely on large areas of arrow coverage. Moreover, the killing range of sophisticated bows and crossbows was only a few dozen steps.
, if the bow and arrow are crude, it will be very difficult to kill an armored person when shot from as close as 20 to 30 steps.
Wei Bin, a man with a Chinese character face, couldn't help but asked: "Sir Zhang, did you say that you would create a batch of firearms to equip our troops?"
"I said it." Zhang Ning turned to look at him seriously, "I also want to see the effect of these weapons in actual combat. As long as my uncle agrees to let me train the people in the village, it will only take two months.
Overwhelmingly destroy those bandits."
While everyone showed great curiosity in front of new things, Monk Yao seemed very indifferent, and he did not immediately agree to Zhang Ning's request.
Zhang Ning thought that he could not trust the combat effectiveness of firearms and the military management methods of a young civil servant, and was worried that if he lost his troops and endangered the safety of the people in several villages. Zhang Ning immediately deliberately provoked the general and said: "That day, the mountain bandits raided Feng Village.
I saw the situation after that with my own eyes. Killing the old, weak, women and children, and humiliating women in broad daylight is simply a shame and a shame! What crime did the victims have? Are the thieves allowed to go unpunished like this?"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, which affected his own emotions. There was a murderous coldness in his eyes that was completely different from the usual gentleness. "There must be a natural law in this world. There is a greater natural law than the law of the jungle. Anyone who kills innocent people or preys on the weak should be punished."
With trial and sanction, all unreasonable and unfair rules should be destroyed! We will never give in to violence!"
"...Those bandits have done all kinds of evil and heinous crimes. If we don't use their blood to sacrifice this ancient weapon, how long will it take?"
Monk Yao suddenly stood there, staring into Zhang Ning's eyes, speechless for a long time. The surrounding area became quiet for a while, and everyone was speechless after listening to Zhang Ning's words. In this short period of silence, Monk Yao looked at that person.
With both eyes, he faintly heard a low roar, very familiar, as if in a dream... He murmured, "There must be a natural law in the world, a greater natural law than the law of the jungle, and we will never give in to violence..."
Everyone turned to look at Monk Yao who looked a little strange.
Monk Yao looked up at the sky. There were white clouds floating in the blue sky, but there was nothing else. He sighed and said, "Is this God's will?"
After a long time, Monk Yao came back to his senses, and when he looked at Zhang Ning's eyes, the charm of the tiger's eyes had disappeared. The moment was fleeting, and the suppressed roar could not be heard in his ears. Monk Yao raised his hand to point.
He said to his nephew: "Sure, you come and teach everyone how to use firearms to kill those who violate the laws of nature."
Zhang Ning immediately cupped his fists and bowed: "I will definitely live up to my uncle's trust."
He has stayed here for a long time, mostly spent in worries and depression about his future. Now he needs an opportunity to confirm his ideas and at the same time prove his ability to the people of the Jianwen Party for the first time.
...Zhang Ning is very confident about the matter in front of him. The bandits are just a ragtag group, so what if they rely on the terrain and fortifications?
Wei Bin has more than a hundred strong men under his command, who were selected from several villages to serve as the main force responsible for protecting the villages. The first thing Zhang Ning did was to reorganize these people and organize them according to the formal establishment of the Ming Dynasty.
Organized into a 100-household station, Wei Bin was appointed as the 100-household officer, and led 120 combat soldiers. The rest served as messengers, grain and grass logistics and other troops. Below the 100-household level, there were left and right general banners, with 60 people each;
There are ten small flags under the general banner, arranged in sequence from one to ten.
In just one day, a group of armed villagers turned into a small army because of the organization number and military discipline and rules.
Zhang Ning believes that running an army does not necessarily require a military general. Now that he feels very good about himself, isn’t he still capable? His original identity was only an accountant and a civil servant in the imperial examination, but he already worked part-time as the director of an industrial and mining workshop in Fengxia Mountain.
, engineer, although he didn’t do his job very professionally and even killed someone, he still managed to get the job done...but that’s all.
At the beginning, he was unable to teach how to use firearms because there were not enough finished guns and artillery, and there was not enough gunpowder. Next, he started to do several things at the same time: First, he conducted queue training for this group of people based on his one-month experience in university military training.
Military posture, sit in military posture, stand at attention, rest for a while, walk in unison, walk in step, turn left and right. As for its use, he himself is not sure. It may strengthen organizational discipline and is also good for firearms salvo formations. Anyway,
Zhang Ning doesn't know martial arts and doesn't have enough guns, so he has nothing to do for the time being.
In addition, he asked the Finance Department of the Ordnance Bureau to allocate funds to order more than 200 sets of black clothes of the same color and style from the villagers; he ordered the craftsmen in the workshop to make more than 100 large-rim iron helmets. Because in Zhang Ning's memory, he did not know where he had been in the past.
I read in street books that the number of casualties caused by being hit in the head was the largest in the war, so I wanted to equip every soldier with an iron helmet. I couldn’t take care of the armor. Chainmail was still time-consuming and labor-intensive, and there were still a lot of work in the workshop.
Firearms must be made, and when the time comes, let the soldiers wear wooden and bamboo armor with whatever they have.
He conceived nine articles of military law overnight, which were simple and easy to understand and served as a basis for restraining military discipline. There were also ten steps for loading and firing muskets, which were clearly written out to facilitate skilled training.
For a moment, Zhang Ning felt that he was still a military theorist who could write a military book. With these rules and regulations and some nonsense explanations, there was no pressure to write a military book. In retrospect, some military strategists in the Ming Dynasty were actually the same civil servants. They were assigned to border warlords for a while and served as
Once you have learned some things and become familiar with writing articles, it is not difficult to write two military books.
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