Become a feudal king from today

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After Xie Yu left, Zhao Xu would appear here almost every day.

Time passed day by day, and the time for the army to send troops to Jinzhou was getting closer and closer.

He was most concerned about the production of flintlock muskets, so he often personally supervised the production.

Today, there are two places where flintlock muskets are produced.

One is the original Military Division, which is small in scale.

The other one is the current Nanfang District, which is large in scale.

There are now fifty hydraulic drilling machines in operation in the river-side workshop in Nanfang District.

He and Wang Ying's plan was to expand to one hundred.

Including the twenty in the Military Division, the one hundred and twenty drilling machines can drill out one hundred and twenty gun barrels every day.

This month there are 3,600.

But even so, this quantity cannot meet the requirement of manufacturing 30,000 pieces in three months.

Therefore, the big end of the gun barrel still depends on the craftsmen's hand drill machine.

At this time, he was in the workshop that produced flintlock guns.

This square room consists of three parts.

The yard to the left was lined with hand drill presses, and that's where he was.

On the right is the yard where the firing device is made.

The yard in the middle is responsible for assembly in an orderly manner.

"Your Highness, thirty more hand drills were added yesterday. Now there are three hundred here. A craftsman can make one drill every three days, and he can produce three thousand drills a month. There is also a batch of hand drills being manufactured, thirty thousand flints. Firing the gun should not be a problem," Wang Ying said.

This time the craftsmen, apprentices and handymen provided by King Yan helped him a lot.

With many carpenters, the manufacture of hand-cranked turrets and flintlock butts kept up.

This is the benefit of more people and greater strength.

"This is the best." Zhao Xu felt a little relieved.

Hand-drilling is a difficult job, and human strength is limited after all.

So the drilling is very slow, and it takes three days to get one out.

It was still winter, but the craftsman on the drilling machine was sweating profusely.

"How is the wear and tear of the drill bits?" Zhao Xu looked at a pile of waste drill bits in the corner.

Wang Yingdao: "According to His Highness's instructions, I took lard and applied it on the drill bit. The drill bit consumes less, but basically it takes about three to drill a gun barrel. But fortunately, the drill bit is easy to make and can be refurbished." After forging, it can be used again."

Zhao Xu nodded, the drill bit was a consumable, there was nothing we could do about it.

In today's rough handicraft industry, he can only produce crudely.

After watching the craftsman drill the gun barrel for a while, Zhao Xu said: "By the way, you said you can deliver five hundred flintlock guns today?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Wang Ying made a gesture of invitation, "Please follow me."

Hearing this, Zhao Xu felt a surge of anticipation in his heart.

Although he had the knowledge of making a flintlock gun in his mind, he had never seen a real flintlock gun.

Follow Wang Ying into the middle courtyard.

Wang Ying came to a room in the courtyard guarded by soldiers.

After entering the room, Wang Ying lifted the wooden box on the ground.

Inside lay flintlock guns with brown wooden stocks and silver barrels.

The barrels and firing devices of these flintlock muskets were completed before and were just assembled yesterday.

"Not bad." Zhao Xu smiled with satisfaction.

He took a flintlock from the box and looked at it carefully.

The overall style of the flintlock gun was almost the same as the picture in his mind. It was definitely a gorgeous piece of jewelry.

Seeing the smile in King Yan's eyes that could almost overflow, Wang Ying couldn't help but also smile.

The successful manufacture of the flintlock gun gave him the same sense of accomplishment as the last artillery piece.

However, these flintlock muskets have just been assembled and have not yet been tested.

So he reminded: "Your Highness, do you want to try this flintlock gun like a cannon?"

"Of course." Zhao Xu's eyes still stayed on the flintlock gun.

Guns and guns are a romance for men, and this sentence also applies to Zhao Xu.

When he saw this thing, he felt a little strange.

I decided to keep one to play in the palace.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Let's go to Nanda Camp to test the guns and let the soldiers see the weapons they are about to use."

He believed that after seeing the power of these flintlock guns, they would train more actively.

Wang Ying was startled for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he understood what King Yan meant.

In response, he ordered the servants to carry the box and headed to the South Camp under the escort of soldiers.

On the way, Wang Ying said: "Your Highness, I made some lead bullets according to the caliber of the gun barrel, but it is too slow to process each one. Thirty thousand flintlock muskets require a huge amount of ammunition. What can I do? good?"

"Don't be anxious, I have a way. I will tell you after testing the gun." Zhao Xu said.

Wang Ying heard the words and asked no more questions.

I sighed in my heart, nothing could stop King Yan.

The group arrived at Nanda Camp.

Chang Wei was also there at this time. When they learned that King Yan had brought a flintlock gun, Chang Wei and the generals immediately grinned.

During this period, although they were teaching the soldiers how to fight according to the methods taught by King Yan,

But they only felt funny and helpless towards this formation, and could not appreciate the power of these formations.

There has also been some decline in motivation.

Although they know that there is always a way for what King Yan does.

But they still can't understand it until they see it with their own eyes.

Therefore, when they learned that King Yan was coming with a flintlock gun, they immediately became energetic.

Want to see what this flintlock gun is?

"Your Highness, can the general see what this flintlock gun looks like?" Chang Wei rubbed his hands with a look of pleading on his face.

Qin Shan, Guan Tong and the others were in the same situation, circling around the wooden box, barely opening the lid of the wooden box.

The soldiers who were nearby also heard it. Although they did not dare to make any random movements, they perked up their ears.

Zhao Xu and Wang Ying looked at each other and decided not to be secretive anymore.

He opened a box himself, took out a flintlock gun and threw it to Chang Wei.

Chang Wei was startled when he saw the flintlock gun flying toward him, and hurriedly caught it with his hands.

Qin Shan and others immediately gathered around him and looked around.

Some generals stretched out their hands to touch them, but were beaten back by Chang Wei and retracted.

"This is a flintlock gun? It's so beautiful, but how do you use it? Is it the same as an artillery gun?" Chang Wei pointed the flintlock gun at himself and looked into the muzzle of the gun.

"Absolutely." Zhao Xu took out another flintlock gun from the box and said, "But there is no need to light the match."

Turning his head, he said to Wang: "Bring some ammunition."

Wang Ying opened two more boxes at this time.

In one box were pellets of gunpowder and in the other were silver lead bullets.

"Your Highness, can this flintlock gun really penetrate armor?" Qin Shan asked.

At this time, Chang Wei handed the flintlock rifle to the generals for inspection.

"How about you put on the armor and try it?" Zhao Xu said to Qin Shan in a playful manner.

"The general will not dare." Qin Shan immediately shrank his neck.

Zhao Xu stopped joking with everyone.

He said sternly, send five hundred soldiers here, and today I will show you how powerful your flintlock rifles are combined with the military formation you have practiced.

The generals nodded, looking forward to it.