Chapter 245: Replacing Shotguns with Cannons



Although the idea is beautiful, reality does not allow it.

Before the cannons have rifling, hoping to rifle the guns is basically a pipe dream.

As for what Bi Maokang said about the time being ripe, Zhu Youxiao also wanted to wait.

But Zhu Youxiao knew that he couldn't wait, nor could he afford to wait. The Ming Dynasty would definitely be in chaos, with wars raging everywhere.

How long Xiong Tingbi could hold out in Liaodong was a mystery, but he was relieved that nothing had happened so far.

However, there have always been battle reports of all sizes from Liaodong, and it can only be said that the situation has been barely stabilized. If you want to gain a firm foothold or launch a counterattack, it is basically unrealistic.

In such circumstances, weapons research and development and army building definitely come first.

I can't wait, I need fast production and fast assembly. Although I know what is the best, I can't wait until the best comes out before making it, right?

By that time, the daylily would have gone cold. So Zhu Youxiao knew very well that Bi Maokang's suggestions were just suggestions.

Not only did he need to produce them, but he also needed to mass-produce and deploy them on a large scale. At least for Qi Jin's troops, he had to ensure that they were all equipped with flintlock rifles.

Zhu Youxiao then said, "Let's produce it according to this prototype. You should also continue your research. When you succeed, you can produce a new one and then replace the old one."

Seeing that Jianbi Maokang was about to say something, Zhu Youxiao slowly said, "Let's just leave it at that."

Bi Maokang didn't say anything else. He knew he could offer suggestions, but he always had to understand one thing: who was in charge.

Xu Guangqi glanced at Bi Maokang, feeling somewhat helpless.

He felt that his apprentice lacked political sensitivity, not that he was concerned about the advice he gave to His Majesty.

This suggestion is good, but Bi Maokang did not think about the current situation of the Ming Dynasty at all, and did not consider the situation from a global perspective.

If Bi Maokang stayed in Baigong Academy for his whole life, this might not be a problem.

Originally, I was quite optimistic about Bi Maokang and wanted him to leave Baigong Academy and start a career in the future, but now it seems that I have to give up.

Not having a sense of the overall situation is a fatal flaw for a high-ranking official in the court.

Given the current situation in the Ming Dynasty, new equipment must be assembled as soon as possible. Whether in Liaodong or in the court, all of them are needed, otherwise Xu Guangqi would not have insisted on training the new army.

The imperial court currently had no available troops and needed to form one as quickly as possible. Bi Maokang failed to see this, and this was a major shortcoming.

Zhu Youxiao did not think too much about it, nor did he plan to let Bi Maokang do other things. As long as Bi Maokang could manage the Academy of Hundred Craftsmen well, his contribution would be great enough.

"Let's try firing a few shots." Zhu Youxiao said with a smile, "Let me see the power."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bi Maokang agreed and waved to someone not far away.

Several people walked up quickly, began to load bullets quickly, and then shot at the target not far away.

The biggest advantage of the flintlock rifle is that the flint is struck hard against the edge of the vent, sparks appear, and the gunpowder is ignited, firing.

It greatly simplifies the shooting process, improves the firing rate and shooting accuracy, is easy to use, and has low cost, making it easy to mass produce.

During the shooting process, Zhu Youxiao had already seen the advantages.

The flintlock rifle's rate of fire was much faster than the original musket, with a skilled shooter able to fire 3-5 rounds per minute. Most importantly, it was weather-resistant and could be used even in the rain.

Of course, the Ming Dynasty’s firearms were not that bad. The most important thing was the way they were made.

Firearms had a low yield rate, high production costs, and a high failure rate—all of which were human errors. Many soldiers on the frontier army experienced their firearms exploding when using them. The firearms produced by the Ministry of War killed their own men before they were even used in battle.

But this situation will not happen in Baigongyuan. The standard manufacturing process, the meticulous manufacturing method and the strict supervision system all guarantee that the products produced by Baigongfang are of high quality.

This can be seen from the report sent back from Liaodong, which shows that the effect of its use there is very good.

Xiong Tingbi had submitted a petition more than once, hoping that he could allocate him some more firearms from the Baigong Academy. However, the Tianqi-style Fire God Gun he made last time was just a test product, and Zhu Youxiao ignored him.

At this time, mass production of such muskets would be like joining the National Army in 1949.

After the smoke from the flames dissipated, Zhu Youxiao nodded in satisfaction and turned around and said, "Let me give it a try."

As soon as these words came out, Bi Maokang was shocked.

He didn't have the courage to let His Majesty try, so he turned to Xu Guangqi for help.

Xu Guangqi stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, firearms are dangerous after all. It's better not to try it."

"Reload quickly." Zhu Youxiao said with a smile, "I trust you."

After these words were spoken, he naturally could no longer refuse, so Bi Maokang took a flintlock rifle, loaded the gunpowder and bullets into it himself, and then handed it to Zhu Youxiao.

Zhu Youxiao took the flintlock rifle, made a three-point aiming gesture, and then pulled the trigger.

After a bang, Zhu Youxiao's body shook.

I didn't expect the recoil to be so strong. Even though I was prepared, I was still shocked.

As for the bullet, it certainly wouldn't hit where Zhu Youxiao was aiming. A gun without rifling couldn't possibly hit where you pointed it, so aiming was just a joke.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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