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Chapter 310 0307 [Why are you still alive? 】

boom!
Along with a loud noise, thick smoke rose.

Before the smoke cleared, Han Zhen mounted his horse and ran towards the city wall [-] steps away, followed closely by Huang Kai and Lao Jiu.

A few steps in front of the city wall, a pair of full-length infantry armor was fixed on a wooden frame.

At this moment, the walking armor has turned into a sieve.

The city wall behind was densely covered with bullet holes. Iron nails and caltrops shattered the green bricks and were deeply embedded in the rammed earth.

"hiss!"

Huang Kai and Lao Jiu looked at Bu Renjia's tragic situation, their scalps felt numb and they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This is full of walking armor. Even a crossbow from a hundred steps away cannot penetrate it.

However, at this moment, it was like paper.

The dozen or so bullet holes that penetrated told the story of Bu Renjia's experience.

Touching the bullet holes on the infantry armor with his hand, Huang Kai swallowed his saliva and said in horror: "It's so powerful that even a giant shield can't stop it. The two armies were fighting, and with one shot, the enemy's front line collapsed. It will fall down."

In fact, the lethality of field artillery is almost the same as that of clay pot firearms.

The difference lies in the range. It can be fired from three hundred steps away, while the clay pot can only be thrown from twenty or thirty steps away.

Although the arrows that can be tied to the three-bow crossbow are fine, the requirements for the operator are too high, and the explosion time needs to be strictly controlled.

It exploded too early, exploding in mid-air.

If it's too late, the enemy will have time to prepare.

Field artillery is much simpler and cruder. Just load gunpowder and ammunition, then point it at the enemy, ignite it and that's it.

"I can't say for sure, after all, it's three hundred steps away."

Lao Jiu shook his head, expressing doubt.

The giant shield of the heavily armored infantry has amazing defensive power.

The inside is made of hardwood, the outer layer is made of thick iron, and the middle is filled with kapok for shock absorption, which can block the god's arm crossbow.

Han Zhen ordered: "You will know after you try it. Huang Kai, go to the armory and get a giant shield."

"Order."

Huang Kai mounted his horse and ran towards the ordnance department.

Returning to his original position, Han Zhen looked at the dark field cannon.

It took more than a month, and with the efforts of dozens of craftsmen, this pure iron field cannon was finally forged.

The entire cannon body is about one meter long, the muzzle diameter is five centimeters, and the front of the cannon body is thin and thick.

Especially the rear part of the gun is like a large semi-circular iron ball. This design is to enhance the service life of the field gun.

Early artillery, both in the East and the West, were designed with a thin front and a thick back.

Because the iron smelting technology at this time is immature, and the breech is where gunpowder burns and explodes, thickening it can fill more gunpowder and withstand higher explosions.

In addition, there is an iron hoop every other foot on the cannon body, which also serves to strengthen the cannon body.

While Huang Kai went to get the giant shield, Han Zhen asked, "How much does this field gun cost?"

Craftsman Yuan answered truthfully: "The county magistrate, the cost is about 120 pieces. The raw materials are not expensive, it is mainly the craftsmen's labor expenses."

Pig iron is very cheap. Han Zhen now has his own iron mine. The mining cost of a pound of pig iron, including manual transportation, is only a dozen cents.

This field gun only weighs five to six hundred kilograms, and the raw materials do not exceed forty pieces. The rest is the labor cost.

After all, it is forged, not cast, and is extremely troublesome to manufacture.

First use hot forging to create a rough model, and then use cold forging to finalize and refine it.

The difficulty lies in the barrel, which needs to be smooth and straight.

"The cost is pretty good."

Han Zhen nodded, the price was within his budget.

Then he asked: "How much can you produce in a month?"

Hearing this, Craftsman Yuan smiled bitterly: "To be honest with the county magistrate, it is extremely difficult to forge this field cannon. It requires a skilled craftsman. With the current number of blacksmiths in the Engineering Academy, even if they are familiar with the forging method, they can only produce one in a month at most." Go out three doors.”

In comparison, the previous ironwood cannon was even easier.

Three doors a month?

Han Zhen frowned slightly, which was far from what he expected.

Thinking of this, he ordered: "I don't care whether you expand the number of blacksmiths or improve the forging method. The minimum production is ten doors a month. This is the bottom line."

"This...Weichen understands."

Craftsman Yuan had no choice but to accept with a grimace.

Ten doors a month, I estimate that I can save more than 100 doors before next summer's harvest.

Although it was much less than the expected 100 guns, the destructive power of more than [-] field guns fired in a salvo was still very considerable.

While talking, Huang Kai took out the giant shield.

After replacing the Bu Renjia, Han Zhen was about to reload the gunpowder, but he saw Lao Jiu on the side looking greedily: "County Magistrate, can you let me have fun too?"

"Row!"

Han Zhen stepped aside and warned: "Five spoons of gunpowder is enough. Don't fill it too much."

After several previous test firings, he had figured out the gunpowder loading.

Five spoonfuls, the power caused is enough to break through heavy armor at a distance of [-] steps.

If there were any more, he would be afraid of exploding his chest.

"I save it."

Lao Jiu nodded and started loading gunpowder excitedly.

No man can resist the temptation of a cannon, just like no child can resist a firecracker.

After loading, he followed Han Zhen's example, picked up a wooden plug and put it into the barrel to compact the gunpowder.

Then they stuffed caltrops and nails into the barrel.

After inserting the lead, Lao Jiu took out the fire stick with excitement on his face, lit it and ran away.

boom!
There was a loud bang in the ears, and hundreds of iron caltrops and nails spurted out, hitting the city wall and giant shield in front of them.

"It's so fucking cool!"

Lao Jiu's face was full of excitement, as happy as a child weighing more than [-] pounds.

Huang Kai suggested: "Brother Ninth, let me give it a try next time."

Lao Jiu curled his lips and said, "I haven't had enough of it yet. Besides, you are so damn anxious. From now on, if this thing is in the military camp, you can hit it whenever you want."

"Wow!"

Huang Kai's eyes suddenly lit up.The three men mounted their horses and came to the city wall again, only to see seven or eight small holes in front of the shield.

The iron caltrops and nails penetrated the outer iron sheet. From the back of the shield, you can see the raised marks, but they did not penetrate the entire shield.

After all, black gunpowder was inferior to yellow gunpowder. Even if Han Zhen used distillation technology to purify saltpeter and sulfur, the power was still vastly different compared to yellow gunpowder.

However, with the current iron smelting technology, even the yellow gunpowder invented cannot be used, because the strength and air tightness of the gun barrel cannot withstand the power of the yellow gunpowder explosion.

However, Huang Kai was very satisfied with the power of the field cannon and said excitedly: "It is such a powerful weapon three hundred steps away. It is simply a magical weapon. If the amount of gunpowder is increased, it can definitely shoot through the giant shield."

"Leave it to you."

Han Zhen patted his shoulder.

Huang Kai cupped his fists and said, "Please give me the county magistrate's orders."

"This was a period of testing the optimum powder content for field artillery."

"The last general takes orders!"

Huang Kai's face was filled with excitement and he was ready to move.

Seeing this, Han Zhen warned: "You must remember to add slowly based on five spoons. Safety first, I don't want to see you die from the explosion of the artillery."

A trace of emotion flashed in Huang Kai's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Thank you county magistrate for your concern, I will save you in the end."

In fact, no one in the entire Qingzhou Army dared to underestimate gunpowder.

Even Liu Qi, who is fearless, is now honest after his butt was injured.

After the explanation, Han Zhen took the reluctant Lao Jiu out of the military camp and returned to Shaoyang Palace.

As May is approaching, Mrs. Han Zhang is about to give birth.

During this period, Han Zhen stayed with her whenever he had free time.

Dr. Zhang also came more frequently.

The two of them walked in the backyard, the warm sunshine shining on them, which was particularly pleasant.

Mrs. Han Zhang held her lower back with one hand and gently placed her other hand on her towering belly. She asked softly: "Erlang, the baby is about to be born. Have you thought of a name?"

Han Zhen shook his head: "I haven't thought about it yet."

He thought about a few, but they were all rejected.

He planned to go back and consult Xie Ding, Xu Cun and others for their opinions. These civil servants had read poetry and books and were proficient in the Three Yis. They were much more reliable than he thought.

Han Zhen asked casually: "By the way, why haven't you seen An Niang for a while?"

Mrs. Han Zhang explained: "You also know Sister An's temperament. She can't sit still. She opened a jewelry shop a few days ago. Madam found it interesting and got involved."

"Fujin is also involved?"

Han Zhen was a little surprised.

"But I'm working hard now. I no longer play naughty with Youyou and the others. I went to work with Sister An early in the morning." Mrs. Han Zhang said with a smile.

Han Zhen chuckled and said, "Let her go. This girl was so suffocated in the palace before that she doesn't understand anything. It would be nice to experience it more."

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The land of the north.

A team of kidnapping horses escorted a carriage towards Huining Mansion in Shangjing.

After entering Huining Mansion, we went straight to the palace.

In the main hall, Wanyan Wu Qimai looked gloomy, and Wanyan Zongbi, the younger generation of the main war faction, was even more furious.

Just because Wanyan Mouyan was so miserable.

All limbs were broken, especially the two knees, and the bones were completely broken by Han Zhen's kicks. Even the doctors were helpless.

The left half of his face was swollen and swollen with a dark green color. His left eye was blood red and he was completely blind.

At the same time, the eardrum of his left ear also ruptured.

Most of the teeth in his mouth were gone, and he could only make inarticulate whimpering.

A strong-willed female true man was just ruined.

"Did Han Zhen hit you?"

Wanyan Wu Qimai spoke slowly, his eyes fixed on the surviving envoy, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty, like a wolf king.

Gollum!

The envoy swallowed and replied tremblingly: "Your Majesty, it was indeed Han Zhen who beat him. Sulu criticized him and was kicked to death."

Wanyan Wu Qimai asked again: "Then why are you still alive?"

Although the tone was calm, the chill in the words made the envoy feel like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Lifting up his broad sleeves and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the envoy stuttered and said, "Han Zhen asked... let Wei Chen bring a message to His Majesty."

"What words?"

Wanyan Wu begged to buy the interest.

"This……"

How dare the envoy say that?

Seeing this, Wanyan Wu Qimai comforted him and said, "Say it, I forgive you."

After receiving the guarantee, the envoy said: "Han Zhen said, let your majesty wash his neck. Soon, he will come to Huining Mansion in person. Take... take off your majesty's head... from his neck."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ministers in the hall became furious.

Wanyan Zongbi said loudly: "I beg your Majesty to let me lead the troops south to Shandong and behead Han Zhen's dog!"

"I go!"

"I am coming too!"

Wanyan Zongfu, Wanyan Zongjun and other younger generations, with angry faces, clamored to go south.

Looking at the angry courtiers, Wanyan Wu Qimai ordered: "Everyone sit down."

After he spoke, Wanyan Zongbi and others had no choice but to sit down again.

Wanyan Wu Qimai waved his hand indifferently: "It's just a rebel, why should we care. Will the goshawk care about the noise of the sparrows? When they go south next year, they will be wiped out easily."

Then, he looked at His Highness's envoy and ordered: "There are only Jin people who died in the battle, and there are no Jin people who are left alive."

As soon as he finished speaking, the envoy looked horrified.

Just as he was about to beg for mercy, Wanyan Zongbi suddenly burst out and strangled him by the neck.

Amidst Wanyan Zongbi's ferocious laughter, a crisp cracking sound sounded, and the envoy's head spun around.

(End of this chapter)