Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1239 Big Killer

  Seeing that everyone is puzzled.

  Fang Jifan took down a box-sized firecracker from the wall.

   This firecracker is only a little bigger than a palm, and very short.

  When everyone saw this thing, they felt a chill in their hearts.

   Not mighty at all.

   Not only that, but the comment below this thing is not very accurate, the accuracy is average, and the range... is horribly low, only fifty or sixty steps.

  Ordinary firecrackers can already reach a distance of 150 to 200 paces, but this thing...is not even half of the bird's blunderbuss.

Fang Jifan put on the toad mirror, held the firecracker in his hand, and asked someone to fetch the bullets. The bullets were made of lead... To be honest, this was against Fang Jifan's peace-loving spirit, because the lead bullets are not very conscientious. With the current medical level, the fatality rate is extremely high.

   After loading, Fang Jifan behind the toad mirror looked extraordinarily cold, raised his hand, and pulled the trigger.

  At the end of the showroom, there is a dedicated indoor shooting range.

Snapped…

   Immediately afterwards, the wheel of the short blunderbuss rotated accordingly, and then, Fang Jifan struck five times in a row, crackling...

  Six shots in bursts, with almost no time interval in between.

  Compared to ordinary firecrackers, the process of loading and shooting is impossible without a moment, but this palm-sized firecracker can do it.

   This is the later generations, the famous revolver.

  All the students were a little caught off guard. Unexpectedly, the master did not say hello, but raised his hand and shot.

   Wait for everyone to recall.

But Fang Jifan pointed the muzzle of the short gun at his jaw. After shooting, the muzzle was hot and smoke came out. Fang Jifan turned his mouth and blew into the muzzle. The only thing missing now was a Big black trench coat.

"use this…"

Fang Jifan said: "With a population of one million, no practice is required. Even a half-grown child can use it immediately after a few days of practice. You know, why did Frangji no longer use bows and arrows, but chose to use firecrackers?" Is it? The power of firecrackers is not as powerful as bows and arrows. A well-trained archer is much better than a firecracker. But... training an archer takes a lot of time, but firecrackers... for a farmer , it only takes a short time to get started.”

"And what I hold in my hand is called a revolver. This gun can be fired continuously. Hundreds of thousands of households from the Jurchen and Mongolian tribes will migrate westward. Of course there are many sharpshooters. These people can be organized. For the vast majority of old and weak women and children, such weapons are needed to protect themselves."

"As long as this kind of weapon can make use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses, and adopt reasonable tactics, it will be an artifact of killing on the battlefield. Therefore, each of you will send one back now. Don't do anything these days, just think about it. Such weapons are equipped on a large scale, what kind of tactics are used, and how to maximize their advantages on the battlefield."

   After Fang Jifan finished speaking, he turned around and ordered: "Let the Weapons Research Institute improve this short gun, and the range should be higher. Don't worry about the accuracy. We are a sea of ​​people, what kind of accuracy do we need?"

  Wang Jinyuan was on the side, nodding and bowing hurriedly: "The villain understands."

  Fang Jifan, with his hands behind his back, led a group of freshmen, huffing out, and then took them to try the power of riding a saber.

  Because of the development of steel materials, with good steel, it is enough to make good knives, and it is still mass-produced, as many as you need.

In the future, this large-scale population will go all the way west. They will need to carry a large amount of supplies and weapons to cross mountains and mountains, and across thousands of miles of deserts and plains. This may have long been accustomed to the Jurchens and Mongols. I have suffered from this.

  But... because dry food is bound to occupy their main supplies, heavy weapons are difficult to carry.

   Therefore, all weapons must be lightweight.

  Fang Jifan likes crowd tactics. He lowers the standard of all people who can go to the battlefield to the lowest level, so that even farmers can be pulled directly to the battlefield as cannon fodder. Only in this way can they maximize their potential.

  The power of the revolver is a bit weak, and if it is improved, it is not unusable.

   But the advantage of continuous firing is extremely amazing.

Especially in this era, even the powerful Ottoman Empire may not be able to pull out more than 10,000 elite archers. Their muskets are still in a relatively primitive period. , After shooting continuously, he drew out the long knife, what kind of situation will be formed.

  The Jurchens and Tatars have always been fearless, and it is not difficult to get close to the enemy.

  Before the Gatling machine gun appeared in the West, these were unsolvable problems.

  At noon, Zhu Houzhao came running angrily: "Old Fang, you actually want to mass-produce those short guns?"

   "What?"

  Fang Jifan looked up and looked at Zhu Houzhao.

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Besides being able to shoot in bursts, this thing is not as good as bows and arrows. I have bows and arrows, and this is also a short gun. Come ten, and I will send them to heaven."

  Fang Jifan said with a smile: "However, there are only a few people who are skilled in bowing and horses like Your Highness."

   "Short guns are also expensive..."

  Zhu Houzhao is a man of knowledge, he can find out the shortcomings of a hundred short guns.

When Fang Jifan said this, he immediately beamed with joy: "The most important thing is to make Tatars and Jurchen people accustomed to using firearms. Firearms are no better than bows and arrows. Once large-scale equipment is required, a large number of bullets must be provided at any time. Jurchens, even if they want to make it themselves, they can't. This is certainly a great pressure on our logistics, but now we have melted fifty million taels of silver, and in the future... we can get more, with silver , we can send countless supplies to the front continuously, but in this way, the Mongols and Jurchens of our happiness group can no longer do without our logistics. Once the supply is stopped, they will have nothing to do. No, I have to guard against these people. If I want to control them, I have to make them dependent on us. Therefore, I not only want to mix up the people from these departments, but also mix them with sand and finish them. Sand, they have to rely on firearms. If they want to continue westward, they cannot do without my supplies from Da Ming. If they are self-sufficient in everything, what will Da Ming do? What if they turn their faces? Only Making them inseparable from us is the long-term solution.”

  Zhu Houzhao thought about it for a long time, and was happy: "Then the palace summons craftsmen to improve this short gun..."

  Zhu Houzhao's influence among craftsmen is enormous.

After all, he was once the leader of the Neat Research Institute, and he knows very well that most of the strengths of skilled craftsmen, the steam engine can go to sea, as long as you put some attention on this short gun, it is not difficult to improve the power and range of this short gun, nothing more than It's just throwing money away.

  The next day, Emperor Hongzhi called Fang Jifan into the palace.

  At this time, Emperor Hongzhi sat behind the desk with a haggard face. What he held in his hand was a memorial to Wang Shouren.

  In the report, Wang Shouren reported on the various ministries in the desert and the work of organizing the Jurchens to move westward after going deep into the desert for more than two months.

  Wang Shouren's arrangements were very meticulous, and he even proposed to recruit a group of Han people who dared to leave the customs to be mixed into the Happy Group.

  Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men. As long as the mentor can raise enough money in the pass, Wang Shouren can do anything.

   Not only that, he also spied on the movement of the Ross people.

  And this... is exactly what Emperor Hongzhi was worried about.

Emperor Hongzhi saw Fang Jifan and raised his head: "Jifan, Wang Shouren's memorials reported the situation of the Ross people. I didn't know much about the Ross people in the past. Now it seems that the Ross people are not just a group of people. Crowd."

  Emperor Hongzhi finished speaking, and took out a map of the world. In this map, the Grand Duchy of Moscow among the Russians already occupied a very large territory.

At first, they were only attached to the Golden Horde, and through the Golden Horde, they continued to grow themselves. After that, they defeated the Mongols, and then annexed other countries. After a hundred years of conquest, they have reached their peak .

  When the Mongolian tribes scattered east of the Urals began to make an alliance with the Ming Dynasty, it is said that the Rus had already received the news.

  They obviously don't know much about the neighbor of Ming Dynasty. However, they have always coveted the land east of the Urals, and they have huge ambitions for the territory. Therefore, they also have great fear of the actions of the Mongolian tribes.

  Thus, taking advantage of the opportunity of the Siberia alliance, the Rus also sent an army of 3,000 people across the Ural Mountains, putting enormous pressure on the Mongolian Khanates.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Fang Jifan: "The meaning of Wang Qing's family is to organize a team, move him, and try the depth of these Russians. The Mongolian Khanates have already started to ask for a fight. Jifan, what do you think about this?" ?”

  Fang Jifan thought for a while: "Your Majesty, I think that from a tactical point of view, it would be useful to try the depth. But for other aspects, I'm afraid it is quite risky."

   "What other level?" Emperor Hongzhi was puzzled.

  Fang Jifan said: "Stock price."

  Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

After a moment of silence, Emperor Hongzhi glared at Fang Jifan: "This is an important matter for the family and the country, let's give it a try. I'm ready to play, let Wang Shouren arrange it, and don't test the depth of the Ross people. On my side, I also sleep and eat. Uneasy. I just found out that the people of Ross are so ambitious. In just a few decades, they have taken over dozens of countries and fought all the year round. If they are not curbed now, sooner or later, when they expand westward, in the future, It will definitely be a trouble in my heart."

  Fang Jifan thought for a while, but he didn't object too much: "Your Majesty is wise and far-sighted, and my son sighs."

  (end of this chapter)