The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Go back to the yard, attach the spear head to the barrel, tie the red tassel, and the five special spears are released.

The gun head is about eight inches long and has a triangular shape. There is a blood groove on each side. The barrel of the gun is about two meters long. It is made of good solid round wood. The whole gun weighs about ten kilograms.

Qin Yu held the gun in both hands and swung it for a while, then stabbed a few times at the wooden target, still feeling a little heavy.

However, the eyes of the teenagers have long been straightened. These years, they have weapons in their hands, and their chances of surviving are much higher.

There are only five spears in total, which is definitely not enough, so I have to compete to decide who will get the spear.

The rules are very simple, stab at the target, within a minute, the most stabs, the six with the most accurate stabs, get a spear, as for the strength, it cannot be evaluated for the time being.

A hundred teenagers were all gearing up, and even the mother and daughter couldn't help coming to the courtyard to watch the excitement.

As a result, he was arrested and used as a manual timer to count from one to sixty. Except for himself, they were competent. Who wouldn't let them count?

"one two Three…"

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

For a time, in the playground, apart from Li Wan'er's counting, only the teenagers had to shout when they stab.

A young teenager lined up, using real guns in turn, holding the gun in one hand as taught by Qin Yu, standing upright, then stepped forward, holding the gun with both hands on the side, and slammed forward.

The targets are the throat, head, right chest, left chest, and abdomen on the human figure.

It took a full hour for a hundred people, and the wooden target pierced three pieces before all the stabs were completed. The mother and daughter also screamed dumb.

The five teenagers with the best grades couldn't put it down while stroking the real guns in their hands, while the other teenagers looked envious.

"Don't be discouraged and try again in three days. The ten best performers will be the real guys. So take advantage of these three days, everyone should practice harder."

After listening, the teenagers clenched their fists, rushed to their respective training positions, and began to practice mechanically.

Seeing them training so hard, Qin Yu was still very pleased, and it was worthwhile for him to spend such a large price to train them.

At first, he was worried that these teenagers would be disobedient, and he planned to come to disobey him.

But who ever thought that after a month, no one would dare to refute his orders, and that he would be unconditionally and resolutely implemented.

At first, he was still wondering, but then he realized that these teenagers are orphans. They used to wander on the death line every day. Now they have food and clothing and a sense of security. The firearms camp is simply heaven.

And all this is given by him. Once anyone is disobedient, he will definitely be driven away. There are countless examples of teenagers outside the city, so anyone with a little brain knows what to do...

Three days later, Old Man Liu finally finished the barrel of the gun, which was slightly longer than the chopsticks and almost the thickness of the barrel.

Qin Yu stroked the barrel of the gun with great joy. He tapped it and felt that there should be no problem. He quickly hit the iron while it was hot and asked Old Man Liu to build other parts.

Qin Yu knew better about the firearms of the late Ming Dynasty. He naturally didn't like the fire of matchsticks, so he wanted to use flint to light them.

What surprised him was that he only described the principle of litter ignition. Old man Liu was shocked, then nodded and said that there was no problem.

Qin Yu didn't believe it one hundred and twenty. After all, the technique of ironing can be accumulated over the years, and practice makes perfect.

However, the structure of the gravel firing is complex and not complicated at all, but it is not simple at all. It is really an illiterate who does not know how to write it. Can it be designed?

Although he described the basic principles once, it was at the end of the Ming Dynasty. I am afraid that even Xu Guangqi, who is known as the uninventor of Ming Dynasty, could not even be able to boast this kind of cowhide!

"Lao Liu, can you really build a firing device?"

"Xiao Xiao's impact recovery device can't beat the old, but the idea of ​​the leader Xiao Qin using flint to light it is very innovative."

Old man Liu touched his beard, arrogantly with a trace of disdain, as if he hadn't put the firing structure in his eyes at all.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see, and I'll trouble Lao Liu to create it as soon as possible." Qin Yu nodded half-believingly. If it weren't for this Lao Liu didn't like to brag, he wouldn't believe it.

But two days later, when Qin Yu came to the smithy again, looking at the finished hand gun in his hand, he sucked in air.

Raise the faucet by the gunpowder pool, and then pull the trigger. It was found that the faucet was indeed slammed down, and the two pieces of rubble hit together and sparked.

Qin Yu suddenly dropped his chin, and then he was overjoyed. If it weren't for the handwork skills of the late Ming Dynasty, it was really so advanced, then he had found a treasure.

"Lao Liu, this... are you really just a farmer?"

"This is natural." The old man smiled.

"A liar, an ordinary iron striker, if I can get out the flintlock by just saying it once, then we won't be frequently invaded by foreigners."

Qin Yu stared at him, gritted his teeth.

This old man could even think of using folded steel sheets instead of springs. Bacheng's ancestor was a craftsman, and he might be a master...

"Ha ha!"

Old man Liu just laughed, but didn't talk.

"Lao Liu, I wonder if you are interested in joining my firearm camp?"

He had already inquired clearly, the old man had no children, except for his two apprentices, he had no relatives, and this blacksmith's shop was the only possession.

"Hehe, I'm old, I can't stand the toss, and I don't want to run around anymore, so I'm afraid I will disappoint Chief Xiaoqin." The old man smiled bitterly, and then shook his head with his fists.

"In this case, I am not reluctant, but I still hope that Mr. Liu will think about it. After all, are your two apprentices still young."

Qin Yu also clasped his fists, and then left, because he couldn't wait to test the gun.

However, although he said that he was not reluctant, he had already made up his mind that the old man would get it through anyway.

The old man wanted to continue to live a stable life. He was obviously daydreaming and he didn't know the style of the eight kings.

The Eight Great Kings are now going to rest in Gucheng, and should not leave in a short time, so there is no embarrassment for them. When they leave, he is sure that all the blacksmiths and carpenters will definitely pack them away.

For several days in a row, Qin Yu ran to the forge almost every day.

Carrots and sticks, both soft and hard, wanted to invite the old man and his two apprentices to the firearms camp as guests, so I almost tied people directly.

But the old man tactfully refused.

But how could Qin Yu give up?

If you recruit this old man and help him build a flintlock in the future, you will be excited just thinking about it, so I still tire of running to the forge every day.

After all, Liu Bei still visited the cottage three times at the beginning, but he seems to have been visiting the forge almost ten times. If the old man still doesn't know how to promote him, then don't blame him, Qin, who will be forced to follow Zhang Fei.

However, after in-depth contact, Qin Yu felt that this old man was not easy.

The spear head has been built, a total of fifty handles, and I want to continue to build it, but there is no iron material, I just want to buy with other camps, and there is no silver.

As for going to ask Zhang Xianzhong, let's just forget it. Last time, he was given five kilograms of gunpowder to test the gun, and he was almost shot off on the spot.