"Look at it carefully, this is the West, and it can also be called Europa."

The first class this morning was just awake, and the students were looking forward to his class.

Fang Xing often off topics when he gave lectures, but the content he mixed in was very fresh and widely quoted, making people addicted.

A large map was hung on the blackboard, and Fang Xing held a teaching stick and talked freely.

"Everyone thinks it's small when he looks at Europa?"

The students below nodded one after another, and could tell with the naked eye that Europa was not as good as the Ming Dynasty.

This is because Fang Xing counted the grasslands into the territory of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty had to have a territory of at least 15 million square kilometers.

"Although there are small and there are many countries, they should not be underestimated."

"The Europa people are undergoing an innovation, an ideological innovation."

Fang Xing's instruction stick slid down to the beach, "What will this innovation bring? It will bring expansion, for food, resources, and for slaves."

"I have already talked about this point, and on this ball, the land possession is not large, it is more of the ocean."

The students below were listening attentively. Fang Xing's teaching stick slid back and forth between the East and the West, and said in a deep voice: "And expansion and communication are inseparable from the ocean. When we work hard to open the trade route to the Western Regions again with horses and camels, the Europa will ride in a big ship, holding muskets, and snatch away all the wealth that can be taken away, driving other people of skin color to mine and farm..."

“So we need the ocean!”

Seeing that the time was almost over, Fang Xing summarized: "The Ming Dynasty cannot leave the ocean, because wealth comes from the ocean, and danger also comes from the ocean. We cannot hide, and we cannot close the country's doors, and then we have the dream of the heavenly kingdom until we are awakened from the dream by sabers and muskets."

After class, Fang Xing slowly walked out of the classroom. Thinking of the word "strong ship, sharp gun", he felt a stir and went to Jubaoshan Guard.

When they arrived at the military camp, it was the time for training in the morning that Lin Qun'an welcomed Fang Xing in. The two of them couldn't help but feel happy when they looked at the smoothly rotated array.

The rotation speed is related to the output density of firepower, so it must be practiced and practiced frequently.

Fang Xing looked at it for a while and went to the workshop when he was changing to assassination practice.

The workshop is larger than before, but the staff are still the same.

Zhu Fang was leading the craftsmen to create a new flintlock rifle. After one process after another, the finished products were placed on the side, looking full of power and beauty.

"Can you create a cannon?"

Fang Xing took out a drawing, which was a thick tube on it, with several hoops on the tube and a cross-shaped bracket.

Zhu Fang looked at the drawings and frowned: "Brother, is it the same as the musket?"

"almost."

Fang Xing pointed at the mouth and said, "First install gunpowder, then install iron balls, and finally ignite the fire from the fire gate behind."

"It's a big deal."

Zhu Fang picked up the pencil on his ear, drew a shelf under it, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's still a little bit bad. The recoil must be very high, and this shelf must be taken into account."

Fang Xing was not worried about the cannon stand, and with Zhu Fang's level, this was not a problem.

"Look carefully, can you create this kind of cannon with iron?"

Zhu Fang frowned and calculated on the paper, and said sadly: "Master, I'm afraid it's not possible to use iron! I guess I'll be useless if I can't use it many times."

Seeing Fang Xing’s confused look on his face, Zhu Fang hurriedly explained: “Master, if you use iron to cast a cannon, the charge will definitely not be much, and the range will not work!”

"Where is steel?"

Fang Xing thought that those steels should be OK.

But Zhu Fang smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, the steel is not stable, and if you cast the steel cannon, the cooling process is not easy to control!"

Fang Xing had no choice but to say, "You try more here. If it really doesn't work, then bronze can do it."

Bronze is also copper alloy, with good performance and is a good material for making cannons.

However, the Ming Dynasty lacked copper, and if it was made with bronze cannons, the cost really touched Fang Xing.

But you have to try it, otherwise the Ming Dynasty lacks long-range strike firepower when facing the impact of the enemy's group.

Small trenchers are good, but firstly because they lack range, and secondly, they can only throw pots or cast iron bombs.

Think about the scene of the cannon roaring, and iron balls rushed out into the enemy's formation one by one, and the visual impact would definitely make the enemy's morale plummet.

When he wanted to do it, Fang Xing hurried to find the Ministry of War.

"Is Secretary Jin here?"

The concierge of the Ministry of War said with a sad face: "Shangshu is seriously ill."

I'll go!

Fang Xing had no choice but to settle for the second best and found Shi Kui.

"I want copper?"

Shi Kui shook his head as soon as he heard this, "Xinghe Bo, copper material is not something that can be decided by the subordinates. You have to go to our Lord Shangshu."

Yes! Fang Xing had to go to Jin Zhong's house.

The Jin Zhong family looked very ordinary. After Fang Xing reported his name, he waited for half a salary before someone came to greet him.

The butler came to greet him. Looking at his expression, Fang Xing felt a sudden slap in his heart, thinking that Jin Zhong would not be burping!

If Jin Zhong had been hilarious when he came to visit, his reputation would have been terrible.

Decayed God!

When I arrived at the bedroom, I felt a strong smell of medicine as soon as I entered.

Jin Zhong, who was sitting on the head of the bed, looked at the old Long Zhong, with a pale face.

"I am suffering from serious illnesses. Xinghe Bo asked me to forgive me for being rude."

Jin Zhong's voice was a little weak, and he pointed to the chair beside the bed and started to breathe.

After Fang Xing sat down, he pondered for a while, and finally told his purpose.

"Copper?"

Jin Zhong frowned and said, "My Ming Dynasty has few copper materials!"

Fang Xing remembered the documentary he had watched later. Tons of copper coins were excavated from the ancient tombs, and couldn't help but frown: "The Ming Dynasty lacked copper, but Fang thought there was still some copper for casting cannons."

"How powerful is the cannon that Xing Hebo mentioned?"

"The range is less than a thousand feet long, and using an iron ball is extremely powerful."

Jin Zhong closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally said cautiously: "Get some to try first. If it is easy to use, your Majesty will naturally have an explanation."

"no problem."

Fang Xing just wanted to try it first, but when he heard this, his favourite towards Jin Zhong increased greatly.

This person is not only Zhan Shi's house, but also ordered to assist Zhu Zhanji. Logically, he and Fang Xing should have a relatively close relationship.

But Jin Zhong never took the initiative to meet Fang Xing, nor did he remind him to give him any comments.

So this is the first time the two met.

Jin Zhong pondered for a moment, his eyes turned on Fang Xing's body, and then he coughed and said, "Xinghe Bo, Taisun Buyi, you often advised him at that time."

Fang Xing was stunned: "Why did Lord Jin say this?"

With the conscience of heaven and earth, Fang Xing felt that Zhu Zhanji was good enough. In addition to being a little bit beautiful and indecisive, Zhu Zhanji was considered a qualified heir.

But I heard Jin Zhong’s meaning, I seemed very dissatisfied.

"You can't let the grandson be the target of public criticism!"
Chapter completed!