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Chapter 663 Knowledge

"This is a flintlock gunpowder gun. To put it more carefully, it is a weapon that uses gunpowder as the power to strike flint ignition." Zhao Bing stood in front of the queue and held a musket and said. Twenty days have passed in the blink of an eye. The queue training and basic training have finally come to an end. Now we have entered the teaching of weapon use.

"The total length of the gun is four feet and six inches, plus the bayonet is five feet and seven inches long, the empty gun weighs eight kilograms and six taels, and the stock is made of basswood. Except for the barrel and firing device made of cooked iron, the other accessories are made of cooked copper!" Zhao Bing said after introducing the external structure of the gun, "I will break down the gun below so that everyone can better see the structure of each part!"

"This is the main spring, which provides the power to move the iron; this is a buckle spring, where flint strikes it to generate sparks; the gunpowder pool, where a small amount of gunpowder is placed to wait for the spark to receive the spark. The four parts are all the basic components required by the flintlock bolt to complete its target. However, the flintlock bolt also needs to solve the problem of loading the powder pool to prevent the gunpowder pool from being exposed to wind and rain and triggering the iron. Therefore, it also includes the following three accessories: The center of the machine: maintain and release the power of the main spring and transmit the power to the iron. The iron and iron resistance spring: When someone pulls the trigger, engage the center of the machine and then release it. The spring of the buckle: Fixed to the cover of the spring on the gunpowder pool, so that the flintlock bolt can withstand wind and rain!"

"Do you understand?" Zhao Bing decomposed the musket and asked after explaining one by one.

"I understand!" the soldiers shouted in unison.

"Okay, the next subject is the combination of guns. This is a basic skill that each of us must master. We can accurately restore the guns in both day and night. Remember this that allows you to discharge the guns, replace damaged accessories, and maintain the guns. Success or failure may determine life and death..." Zhao Bing said while recombining the guns at a speed that everyone can see, hang up the guns, pull the trigger, and observe whether their performance is restored at the same time.

"Is this necessary to equip the new army's firearms?" A group of people stood outside the queue. Looking closely, they were all important officials in the court. The civil servants above the Shangshu were basically here. After seeing this, Lu Xiufu asked Ying Jieyan beside him softly.

"Report to the left prime minister, I think it should be the musket raised by Your Majesty!" Ying Jie Yan Yan said.

"I don't think there is anything strange about it? Is it more powerful than a powerful crossbow?" Chen Zhongwei, the Minister of Personnel, said in a little puzzled. He saw that the new gun his majesty was holding was very different from the common guns, and he still had doubts.

"Shangshu Chen, I have heard that this object can penetrate heavy armor a hundred steps away. Those who are in the middle will either die or be injured!" Liu Fu stroked his beard and said.

"Your Majesty is smart and good at making clever things. I think you must have the ability, otherwise you wouldn't think of forming an army!" Xu Zongren, the Minister of Rites, nodded. He was full of confidence in Your Majesty.

"Isn't your Majesty summoning us today to discuss matters? Why did you go to train troops again?" Wei Tianzhong, Minister of Works, said.

"Haha, Your Majesty asked us to come to Shen Shihou, but who knew that everyone had come too early, so we could only see Your Majesty train troops. Unexpectedly, Your Majesty has the ability to command the army. You see, these soldiers are very different in less than a month!" Jiang Yu said with a smile.

"Dear Shangguan, the training team is training. Please do not make noise and retreat outside the cordon!" Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, a soldier suddenly stepped out of the line, ran to everyone, raised his hand and saluted, pointed at a white line that was more than ten steps away.

"You...are you not Chen Dun? Why did you get here?" Liu Fu saw that the little soldier was rude and was about to scold him, but after a closer look, he said in surprise.

"It's Chen Dun below. Let's talk about it later. Please retreat outside the cordon!" Chen Dun bowed again with expressionless face.

"Who is this son in Governor Liu? How could he speak like this?" Xu Zongren said angrily when he saw him with a stern face and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"It's not someone else, but the son of the late chief political affairs officer Chen Wenlong. It must be because our statement influenced His Majesty's teaching and he was ordered to drive him away." Liu Fu replied while asking everyone to retreat.

"Oh, so that's it!" Xu Zongren looked at Chen Dun again and nodded. No one cared about Chen Dun's attitude anymore. Instead, he praised the child for his ambition and even joined the army without avenging his country and family hatred.

"Our musket uses fixed-loading bullets, wrapped in paper shells, coated with grease on the outside to prevent moisture. There is a lead bullet inside and seven cents of gunpowder!" Zhao Bing had already talked about the structure of the musket, and took out a bullet to pave it open and explained.

"Everyone has already known that there are three positions of the bolt, non-firing position, half-firing position and full-firing position. Before filling the bullet, the bolt must be non-firing position to avoid accidental triggering and injuring yourself or the people around you. Remember?" Zhao Bing said and pulled the bolt to the non-firing position and emphasized again.

"Remember it in mind!" Everyone answered in unison again.

"The next subject, bullet filling!" Zhao Bing raised the musket and said at about 60 degrees. "Filling gunpowder first, check whether there have been loaded bullets in the gun chamber to avoid repeated filling. If the musket has just been fired, be extra cautious. Be careful that the sparks that have not been burned after the previous bullet in the barrel may be ignited when filling the next gunpowder. If the consequences are serious, a craftsman was injured by the eye because of a violation of the procedure. If the gunpowder in his hand is ignited, the consequences will be even more serious. What else should I pay attention to?"

"Avoid the gun on the head and body, be careful of fire and hurting others and yourself!" the soldiers answered in unison.

"Well, it's not bad. The gun specifications are all obtained by bloody lessons, everyone must keep them in mind!" Zhao Bing nodded, turned around and stood on a bench and said, "I am short and not tall, so don't learn from me when loading. The key is to understand the spirit!"

"Yes, puff..." the soldiers replied. Although there was something to say first, they couldn't help but laugh when they saw His Majesty's appearance.

"Your Majesty is really good at educating people. This state of tireless teaching is far from what ordinary people can do!" Lu Xiufu once heard the young emperor teach the soldiers of the guard camp. Now when he saw Your Majesty train troops, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, it is not easy for Your Majesty to train troops to restore the country at a young age. But if this group of arrogant soldiers and generals are convinced, Your Majesty has been rewarded many times. Now he is teaching the new army himself..." Ying Jieyan watched how the young emperor built an army and grew stronger step by step. It consumed not only money, but also soaked in his hard work. Now the young emperor is only half taller than a gun when he is standing on a bench, and he can't help feeling desolate, and his old eyes are tears.

"Oh, don't be sad when you know what you are. If you have a lord in my dynasty, it is also God's virtue. The great Song Dynasty has hope of restoring the country!" Chen Zhongwei was deeply moved when he saw Ying Jieyan's excitement and hurriedly persuaded him.

"The next step is to tilt the muzzle, hold the gun with your left hand, take out the bullet with your right hand, first bite the back with your teeth, sprinkle a little gunpowder in the ignition trough for fire. Then pour the remaining gunpowder into the barrel, then stuff the lead bullet and the paper shell into the chamber, and compact it with the strip!" Zhao Bing said as he pulled out the strip and pounded it in the barrel a few times, and then inserted the strip back into the original position, "Everyone should remember that the strip is made of brass to avoid the sparks from being fired, so you must pay attention to the technique and do not poke it with brute force. Without the strip, you cannot load the bullet. During training, you must develop the habit of inserting the strip back into the original position in time after loading!"

"In addition, after adding gunpowder to the fire plate, close the lid in time to avoid being blown away by the wind or wet by the rain, and do not tremble to avoid spilling. In this way, the gun will not be fired!" Zhao Bing reminded him tirelessly after filling it out.

"The effective range of the musket is 150 steps, but the hit rate is very low. However, it can still penetrate iron armor. It requires fire shooting to form a barrage to kill the enemy. A skilled gunman can hit the enemy within a hundred steps, and the hit rate is improved within fifty steps. It can penetrate the various types of armor equipped by the enemy and greatly damage the enemy." Zhao Bing said as he made people stand up a scarecrow wearing armor at about six or seventy steps at one end of the playground.

"I'm now demonstrating the method of shooting musket!" After Zhao Bing finished speaking, he thought that the musket had a large recoil. If his small body was not properly installed, he would be hit by a squat. Therefore, he gave up the method of shooting in a standing position, and the lying position was a little bit worse, so he compromised to use a squat position to shoot. He squatted down his left leg in front and his right leg in back, pulled the gun to the waiting state, pressed the butt tightly against the shoulder socket, aimed at the target at three points and one line and hooked the trigger.

The iron fell down, and the flint emitted sparks from the impact to ignite the gunpowder in the gunpowder pool, and a flame emerged. Then there was a dull sound. The flames in the medicine pool ignited the gunpowder in the gun chamber, and a ball of flame spewed out of the muzzle. Zhao Bing felt a shock on his shoulders and shook his body twice. Fortunately, he didn't fall, otherwise he would have lost his body.

"Hit!"

"Let's take a look at the power of the musket!" Someone quickly took the target back. Zhao Bing glanced and saw that the heart-protecting mirror on the armor was pierced by a projectile, making a big hole in the jujube. Although it was not shot through behind, there was a bulge as big as a bowl on the left.

"Your Majesty, this is the heavy armor worn by the centurion of the Tartars. Both layers were shot through!" Chen Dun pulled the armor off the scarecrow and said in surprise.

"The power of a musket is really great. This kind of armor cannot be shot through without a powerful crossbow, and ordinary crossbows cannot do anything." A coach stepped forward and looked carefully and said.

"If it were a real person, he would definitely be killed with one shot!" Someone sighed. The centurions of Mongolian soldiers were all brave and good at fighting. They were wearing heavy armor and leading troops to charge. In the past, they often had to pay a few lives to kill one.

"Haha, let me tell you that if you get shot, no matter whether you hit the vital point or not, you will not survive for a few days even if you don't die. And you will often lose your combat power instantly after being shot!" Zhao Bing drew a circle on the torso of the armor with his hand and said.

"Your Majesty, is the musket so powerful? A person is shot by an arrow. As long as he is not injured, he can still run or jump and fight in battle." Tian Zhong said in a very unbelievable way.

"After shooting through the armor, this projectile often goes straight into the human body, making a hole in the body, and the person who was shot will often die due to excessive blood loss!" Zhao Bing came to this world and realized that due to insufficient power after being shot by a bow and arrow, and the protection of the armor makes it difficult for the arrow to penetrate deep into the human body and hurt the vital points. Therefore, there are many people who can still fight if a few arrows are inserted on the battlefield. But the lead bullet is different. After being shot into the human body, it will continue to roll, tear up muscle tissue, blood vessels, damage organs, and cause internal bleeding. This causes the person who was shot to fall to the ground in an instant and loses combat power.

"If you hit the limbs, can you survive?" someone asked again.

"It's hard to say, it's all based on luck!" Zhao Bing lifted up the armor and pointed to the broken lead trajectory. "It would be fine if the lead bullet hits the limbs and pierces it. If it touches hard objects such as bones, it will break, and the fragments will remain in the human body. If all the fragments cannot be removed when dealing with the wound, even if they are not killed immediately, they will die from arrow sores and gangrene. The best situation is to save their lives, but they lack arms and legs!"

He knew very well that in this era of antibiotics and surgical standards, soldiers who were shot would die of wound infection even if they were not killed. In addition, the impact force of the projectile would cause large-scale deformation and depression of the armor to be hit, causing secondary damage to the human body. In addition, the impact force of the projectile would be released to the human body and cause internal injuries.

"Those who are hit will die, and your Majesty will get another sharp weapon!"

"Oh, all my dear friends have arrived, let's wait for a long time!" Zhao Bing looked back and saw that it was Lu Xiufu and a group of ministers, and bowed with a smile.

"I dare not!" The ministers hurriedly replied.

"Tian Zhong, you organized the troops to conduct gun decomposition and combination training, with five people in groups, carefully experience it, and the use of live ammunition is strictly prohibited!" Zhao Bing waved his hand and turned around and ordered.

"Yes!" Tian Zhong stepped out of the line and saluted...

After training for more than half a day, Zhao Bing's body was covered in sweat, and his military uniform was even more wet and wet, forming circles of white salt stains behind him. After seeing this, the ministers naturally sighed again. His Majesty could not help but work hard. His Majesty took care of the dragon body and gave him a few words of condolences. He could only greet him. Zhao Bing's temporary residence was just a room without a hall. It was okay to live in himself, but so many people seemed crowded.

Zhao Bing looked at it. Fortunately, there was still a big tree in the yard to shade, so he ordered the guards to put on a circle of chairs and bring in a few cases to make do. He seized the time to wash up and change his clothes. Thinking about the fact that he was an emperor, he was not qualified. Although he still reviewed official documents every day, he had not been to court for nearly a month. Lu Xiufu asked for a meeting several times and had to report some things in person. He thought about it and agreed, but he did not expect that it would arrive early and watch the training first.
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