There are not many bad religions in the world, but there are many people who do bad things under the name of religion.

"Bang!"

The three-foot short gun emitted smoke, and the lead ball hit the scrap cloth armor of the garrison worn by the wooden man thirty steps away.

The two pig iron armor pieces on the back of the cloth were shattered, but the lead balls also lost their strength and did not directly hit the wooden man.

But that's enough.

"It's OK, have you tried the maximum range?"

Chen Mu picked up the short gun with red exquisite workmanship and turned around to ask Guan Yuangu. Guan Yuangu bowed and said, "I have tried it. The gun hole drilled out of the gun bed is straighter than the hand drill. It can lift the gun mouth half an inch at sixty steps, but it can hit a square wood one foot. It will be difficult to shoot at a distance. It can shoot at a distance of up to 130 steps. More than sixty steps can be broken by one inch and cannot kill anyone."

A short gun can break armor within twenty steps, forty steps is the best range, and it is not accurate to shoot outside sixty steps and is limited in power.

It basically meets Chen Mu's expectations.

The short gun itself was Chen Mu's expected long-range weapon, the cavalry's long-range weapon, but the cavalry cannot use it yet. He put the short gun on his back and said, "Have Guan Jiang tried it with flint?"

"Go back to Qianhu, the old man has tried it, and it has been fixed. Qianhu, please follow me."

Has it been finalized?

Chen Mu was very curious and held the short gun in his hand, asked Fu Yuan to wait and stay outside, and followed Guan Yuangu to Tiefang.

The iron house is much more decent than the one in the Qingcheng General Banner in the past. There are iron furnaces and anvils and other utensils piled up on the corner of the warehouse outside the warehouse, and made gun barrels are hung on the wall. The chimney has not yet been burned, revealing mud. Opposite the iron shop is a carpenter's house, and scattered utensils are worshipped all over the ground. Young young people in the craftsman's family are transporting wood to the yard and salute Chen Mu.

Guan Yuangu obviously regarded the fire-fire that Chen Mu asked for as the most tight treasure, opened a wing room lock in the Tiefang, and asked Guan Zun'er to guard outside. Then he led Chen Mu into the house, took off the large wooden box hidden under the bed, and took out a few pieces of exquisite wood.

The wooden blocks were placed on the table and a few candles were lit. Chen Mu saw clearly that these wooden blocks were actually gun machines, and introduced to Chen Mu as if holding a treasure: "The 'flintlock' that Qianhu said was always in mind. It was made of the iron spring inside the bird gun, but the spring was weak and the urination was small, so it could not fire. Although the spring was strong, the trigger could not be pressed."

"Later, the old man heard that in ancient times, there were craftsmen who made better springs with Burmese iron, so they bought some privately, which had enough force, but the trigger was also strong. Although they could get angry, the gun was unstable, and they were deeply disturbed by it."

Guan Yuangu took out a few gun machines for Chen Mu to watch them one by one. Some of them were very similar to the flintlock guns he imagined, but the difference was only a durable iron spring, but sometimes it was one step away, and it was tens of thousands of steps away.

I'm afraid that the foreigners from Haojing still need to make up for it. Chen Mu wants to go to the island to see if there is a watch shop in Haojingao. Those watchmakers must have a way to make iron springs.

Just as he was about to comfort Guan Yuangu, he saw the old man leaning over and lying on the edge of the bed and groping inward. Then he even proposed a short gun with a similar shape to the nearly twenty bird guns outside. He said to Chen Mu with great responsibility, "Thousand Houses saved the child's life, but the old man dared not do his best to make the flintlock gun that Qianhu said!"

Do, make?

"Cook it and see it!"

The weight of the short gun is no different from the outside guns, but the position where the gun machine was originally plugged into the fuse was very different from that of the gun machine under the candlelight.

The iron sheets that were hit by flint on the medicine pool were 90% similar to those of Chen Mu's impression, but flint was very heretical.

The curved flint rod is simply carved with snake shape. Judging from the appearance, Guan Yuangu was consciously trying to make the formed flint rod into a dragon-shaped shape with a casting mold. There is a piece of flint at the end of the dragon-shaped rod. This is not far from the appearance of the flint gun he remembers, but there is a small crossbow structure in front of the medicine pool, with strings on it, and a crossbow machine behind the flint rod is also biting teeth.

"This is a string made of animal tendons and fish bladders. In the past, it was used on crossbows. It was cheap. One tael of silver can be several meters long. A gun is less than three inches long." Guan Yuangu introduced, taking the short gun from Chen Mu's hand to demonstrate the string pulling. "The dragon head is stuck inside and connected to the trigger. Halfway through the iron teeth, it cannot be pushed back, but the string can still be pulled back. Here, the old man uses the structure of a crossbow, which is stuck."

Click.

As Guan Yuangu said "jammed", there was a slight sound inside the gun machine. The string of the gun that was lengthened and folded was less than two inches stuck in the round gap on the small disc protruding below the side of Wangshan stuck backwards, and closed the string with the outside, and stuck firmly inside.

Then, with satisfaction on his face, Mr. Guan handed the short gun back and said, "Qianhu is really a genius. In this way, the gunner can fire the gun without a bullet."

Chen Mu held the gun without saying anything, his face was particularly serious, and he pulled the trigger lightly.

Bang.

Click!

The slight sound of the string collapse, the elastic force of the gun string that had been accumulated for a long time was released, and the impact of the dragon head was hit by the iron sheet of the medicine pool with flint. The huge force made the flint burst out with a shining light.

Sparks are shining in the medicine pool!

Chen Mu's serious face made Guan Yuangu worry that the ingenuity he made was not suitable for his wishes. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the medicine pool. His loose, dry and stained hands pointed carefully at the medicine pool, as if he was worried that the Qianhu would not see the flash of sparks, and he reminded him in a low and brisk manner.

"Seek Qianhu, look, it's bright, it's bright!"

Chen Mu still didn't speak, and kept winding the strings and firing them five times. The beast tendons had a great power, and they shot a large number of Mars every time.

"It's bright." Chen Mu felt mixed feelings. Looking at Guan Yuangu's face, which was so popular because of his poor military craftsmanship, he asked softly: "Is the string durable? Besides, the copper-made dragon head plate is easy to deform. Is this Guan craftsman considering?"

"I have considered it! Please see, this has a rotary lock, you can change it by twisting off the faucet. The same object as the bow string is as durable as the one that will not break even if it is ten times."

Guan Yuangu said as he took out a few faucet boards and a few gun strings from the wooden box, holding them and said, "The gunner is with you, and the camp is in exchange, it's time!"

"good!"

Chen Mu finally said yes, Guan Yuangu was overjoyed, and the old man pursed his lips and smiled like a child, "The old man was afraid that the gun would not be favored by thousands of households!"

"Okay! Guan Jiang, the meaning of this gun to Chen is far from what you think, and its meaning to the Ming Dynasty is far from what you think!" Chen Mu asked with a smile: "If you present this gun to the court, what official position can you get?"

The Ming Dynasty had not had a wide range of channels for craftsmen to rise. They either entered the imperial examination or entered the technical examination. Last year, Xu Gao, the Minister of Works, was imprisoned for the supervision of the Lugou Bridge, died this year. This year, the Minister of Works Xu Gao, was a carpenter who was appreciated for his technology.

Chen Mu wanted Guan Yuangu to enter the official position with this flint-locked gun, but he did not expect an official position like the Minister of Works. A small official of the seventh and eighth rank is always expected, right?

However, Guan Yuangu's face was dark and shook his head and said, "The old man doesn't want to enter the officialdom. The worker who made a pole and a gun in less than two taels of 2 taels of 1000 feet was expected to be four and a half when he arrived at the Works Department. Half of his body was buried in the soil. It would be better to make guns for thousands of households in the garrison. There is a piece of tiles that can cover the body and rice and grain that can enter the belly. It's enough."

"This gun is called Guan's gun. Turns back, Chen asked someone to take it to the boss of the Ministry of War, and he was named Dalang."

After Chen Mu finished speaking, he asked Guan Yuangu: "Guan Jiang, as long as Chen has it, you can ask."

"The craftsmen are the genius!"

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Chapter completed!