A not-so-tall figure squeezed out from the crowd. It was Dai Zi.
"You come and demonstrate how to use this musket."
“Yeah.”
Dai Zi carefully took the pipa-shaped repeating musket, then took out lead bullets from the box he brought and began to fill the musket with them. Soon, the ammunition was fully loaded.
Then he walked to a place a little further away from the others and started shooting in the opposite direction.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
…
The continuous sounds echoed in the empty yard. Kangxi counted silently. When the last gunshot rang out, Kangxi nodded secretly.
Not bad, twenty-eight.
If this chain musket could be mass-produced, it would be an invincible weapon on the battlefield.
It just can’t be mass-produced yet.
Kangxi was still afraid that the Han people would possess such highly lethal firearms.
Dai Zi returned to Kangxi carrying the musket.
Kangxi smiled and looked at the flag owners.
"Jiahui, how is it?"
Jiahun was the grandson of Taizu's second son Daishan, and was in charge of the Zhenghong Banner.
Jia Hui took out another musket from the box, examined it carefully, and asked,
"What's the range?"
"Your Excellency, about two hundred and fifty steps."
"What about the accuracy?"
"This musket fires in bursts, so its primary purpose is to deal area damage. I've only slightly calculated the accuracy deviation, but it's likely to be smaller within a hundred steps..."
Dai Zi demonstrated the advantages and disadvantages of the repeating musket in front of everyone. After listening, Kangxi asked the people from the firearms battalion to try it out. The conclusion he came to surprised everyone present.
The accuracy within a hundred steps is indeed better as Dai Zi said, and when soldiers with no experience in using it were asked to conduct target practice experiments, the power of this repeating musket was many times stronger than the flintlock rifle that is popular today.
Kangxi looked at the excited crowd, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he looked at Dai Zi.
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