Daming: I am the most powerful emperor grandson, please abdicate the throne

Chapter 100
  boom……

Five gunshots were heard, and all five bullets loaded were fired. White smoke was still coming from the muzzle, and bullet casings were scattered on the ground.

The shield a hundred steps away had five small holes punched through it.

The effective range of the 38-meter Gai is 460 meters, and the range of the ruler is as high as 2,400 meters. However, beyond more than 400 meters, whether it can hit the target depends on chance.

The guns made by Zhu Xuan and others are of course not as good as the Sanba Gaigai in the later industrialized period. The range is reduced by 50%, and they can hit the enemy within 230 meters. The shield at a distance of 100 steps is about 150 meters. It's more than ten meters, so it's no problem to penetrate it.

The person in charge of testing the gun habitually closed the safety after emptying the magazine and stepped aside.

After a while, Zhu Song recovered from the shock. He quickly came to the shield and saw that it was completely penetrated. He was surprised and said: "Xiao Yunxuan, your firearms are still so powerful. fierce?"

The three-eyed blunderbuss of their Ming army only erupted with alarming sound.

The actual lethality is not very good.

Especially if it is a hundred steps away, it is still unknown whether it can hit someone.

The rifles produced by the arsenal can easily penetrate shields from a hundred steps away. Looking at their firing method, it is very simple. Just press down the bullet and pull the trigger.

There is no need to load gunpowder or compact the bullet.

Not even a medical thread is needed.

This kind of firearm subverted his inherent knowledge.

Although Zhu Song has never been in the army, he still has experience.

It can be seen at a glance that if this kind of gun can be used in the army, their Ming army will have no problem conquering the world.

"Actually, the power is pretty good!"

The effect of the test gun met Zhu Xuan's expectations.

This is just, okay?

Zhu Song was startled, but no longer struggled with this. He rubbed his hands and asked, "Xiao Yunxuan, can I try it?"

"of course can."

Zhu Xuan agreed.

Zhu Song also had shares in the entire factory and invested a lot of money. He was one of the owners here.

Zhu Song picked up a gun unceremoniously. Under the guidance of the craftsman, he pressed the bullet into the magazine, pulled the bolt, opened the safety, loaded the bullet, and aimed it at the shield in front of him.

"Your Highness, there are certainties to shooting a gun."

"You need to aim at three points and one line."

"The crosshairs of the gun, the gap here, and the bull's-eye, try to put them in the same straight line, so that the bullets fired can be more accurate."

Hou Xian pointed the gun and taught Zhu Song the shooting skills.

"it is good!"

Zhu Song quickly found a way to put the butt of the gun on his shoulder and pull the trigger.

boom……

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed in his ears.

The recoil force pushed Zhu Song backwards. He almost lost his footing and couldn't even hold the gun. The person who just tried the gun had long been accustomed to this. It was his first time trying it, so it was normal for him to be frightened.

But the bullet was shot out and landed on the target, leaving an extra bullet hole.

"Hit, hit!"

Zhu Song handed the gun to Hou Xian, rubbed his shoulder socket which was numb from the recoil, and then walked over to look at the bullet hole.

This kind of gun is really that powerful!
  "Xiao Yunxuan, the gun is powerful, but it also hurt me a little when it hit me."

After Zhu Song got excited, he came back and said.

As for the technology to improve recoil, Hou Xian and others have to slowly study it. Zhu Xuan cannot provide relevant technical support, but he picked up the revolver next to him, put the bullet in, and said: "Uncle Twenty can try this, I It’s called a pistol, but its effective range isn’t very far, about thirty steps!”

The effective range of a revolver or pistol is generally within fifty meters.

Zhu Xuan made this just to use it as a close-quarters weapon.

If a pistol can produce the same effect as a rifle, it would be amazing in modern society. Zhu Song had the previous experience and knew how to use it. He turned on the safety and walked about thirty steps to the target to shoot.

This pistol can hold six rounds of ammunition.

After firing the first bullet, Zhu Song found that the recoil was not very good and only shook his arm. His interest suddenly came, so he fired continuously and fired all the bullets.

The power of this short spear is far less than the long spear just now.

Within thirty steps, only four of six bullets could penetrate the target, indicating that there are still flaws and insufficient stability, and need to continue to be improved.

Despite this, Zhu Song was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Xiao Yunxuan, I like this pistol!"

"Then give it to Uncle Twenty."

Zhu Xuan said generously.

"Really?"

Zhu Song couldn't put it down and wanted to load bullets and shoot again.

Zhu Xuan said: "Uncle Twenty also has a part in our factory. It's okay to take away some guns. As long as Uncle Twenty doesn't mess around and doesn't spread it outside, otherwise if those vicious people get it, the consequences will be serious."

Zhu Song naturally knew how serious the consequences would be.

There was no firearm ban in the Ming Dynasty, but after the emergence of this kind of gun, the ban on firearms will soon be put on the agenda by the emperor.

"Xiao Yunxuan, if you don't tell me, I almost forgot that I also have a part here."

Zhu Song touched the pistol and couldn't put it down. He put it away politely and said: "Hou Xian is amazing! He can do everything."

Hou Xian, the tool man, naturally understood what he meant. Only when the little emperor and grandson understood it, he would understand. He smiled and said: "I have learned a little bit of everything in order to make a living. Sometimes I learn too much and I like it." Just think about it and you’ll understand so much.”

"He is a talented person!"

Zhu Song gave a thumbs up and was a little envious that his nephew had such a sensible slave.

Zhu Xuan suggested: "What would Uncle Twenty think if we brought Grandpa Huang here?"

"This works!"

Zhu Song's eyes lit up instantly.

My father saw them making such powerful firearms, it was a great achievement.

He finally understood why his little nephew did so much.

Zhu Xuan's identity has been directly disclosed.

According to the father's wishes, it will most likely be passed on from generation to generation, to the son of the prince's eldest brother.

My nephew wants to earn some credit for himself first.

These are all achievements!

It's still a credit to being able to stand firm by his father's side.

By the way, I also gave myself some of the credit.

Zhu Song thought about so many things in an instant. Even if it was not passed down from generation to generation, the position of prince would not be his turn anyway. Zhu Song didn't feel much about merit and the like, but he didn't want to give it up in vain.

"Why did you bring your father here?"

After Zhu Song finished thinking, he felt that it would not be easy to take Zhu Yuanzhang out of the palace.

Zhu Xuan could not think of all the merits for the moment. He just wanted to develop industry and make better weapons. Hearing this, he said: "Brother Twenty will leave it to me to take the emperor's grandfather out of the palace. Hou Xian can arrange it for you." Get ready, everyone, when Grandpa Huang comes, we must show our things."

"Yes!"

Hou Xian nodded.

"Uncle Twenty, do you still want to visit?"

"We've almost seen the factory. No need to look any further. Let's go back."

"I want to go back and persuade Grandpa Huang."

Zhu Xuan is also confident that he can bring Grandpa Huang here. If Grandpa Huang has time, he can come tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)