Chapter 80 Recoil
"Mrs. Liang, who fought against the Jin Dynasty in the past, could hit the target every time within 200 steps. I am still far behind her." Zhu Yuhuan sighed, then picked up the long bronze tube on the table.
In order to deal with the elephant soldiers of Luchuan, a huge amount of money was spent this time. Zhu Yuhuan and others alone had already equipped a lot of firearms from the capital for defense.
Some firearms that are inconvenient to travel with the people will be transported separately and then sent to Kunming together.
Seeing Zhu Yuhuan holding the musket with such curiosity, Toghto Boluo was somewhat surprised and couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, didn't you learn how to use a hand musket from General Liu?"
Everyone knows that Princess Shunde was highly trusted by the late emperor and had studied military affairs and martial arts, so she should be very familiar with muskets.
Zhu Yuhuan held the gun barrel and couldn't help but sigh. He didn't tell the truth, but just said euphemistically: "Firearms are strictly controlled. Even I can't get them at will."
Zhu Yuhuan was very familiar with bows and arrows, but he didn't have a deep understanding of muskets.
The reason is simple. There is a risk of explosion in the musket, so it must not be handed over to the princess at will. Even if the chance of explosion is very small, they cannot gamble with this possibility.
Princess Shunde is the beloved daughter of Emperor Xuande. If the musket explodes in the princess's hands, who will be responsible?
Zhu Yuhuan had only seen the appearance of a hand cannon and learned the basic usage of a fire gun from Liu Yongcheng. He knew that fire guns could be divided into hand cannons, bowl-mouth cannons, invincible hand cannons, and thousand-mile cannons according to their size and power. He understood that today's fire guns and future pistols were exactly the same thing.
As for the research on muskets, there is no need to say more. Zhu Zhanji was busy with farming and development during his ten years in power. Although the tribes such as the Oirat and Uriankhai in the north had sufficient combat effectiveness, the Ming Dynasty had always been far ahead in terms of weapons. The current weapons and tactics were enough to deal with the Oirat. The focus was often on making large muskets to deal with cavalry, and there was no obvious improvement in the convenient use of muskets.
Wunong Temple was mainly focused on the research and development of agricultural tools, and had to be busy with other things on weekdays. Zhu Yuhuan was hindered by Zhu Zhanji and could not directly study firearms.
Be it farming or border patrol, Zhu Zhanji could just laugh it off if it didn't involve essential issues, but the control of weapons must be strictly enforced, especially weapons with powerful lethality like muskets.
However, Zhu Zhanji is no longer with us, and Zhu Yuhuan has gone to Yunnan. Far away from the capital, he is less restricted and can naturally act freely to a certain extent.
Compared with the imperial farm and border patrol, although the expedition to Luchuan was of great importance, Zhu Yuhuan felt more relaxed.
Tuotuo Boluo nodded in understanding and said, "If I hadn't followed Minister Wang and General Jiang, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to use the hand cannon."
Zhu Yuhuan took the bronze-barreled hand cannon in his hand, examined it carefully, and then handed it to Tuo Tuo Boluo, saying, "It's just right, you can try it out. You will need this fire cannon later anyway."
Tutu Boluo naturally would not refuse. He took the musket, installed the wooden handle, first filled the gunpowder into the chamber, put in the wooden horse, pounded the wooden horse with a wooden hammer, then put in several lead bullets and compacted the lead bullets, and finally opened the fire door, put the wick into the fire door and poured a little gunpowder.
His movements were not fast enough for Zhu Yuhuan to clearly see the whole process of loading and firing the musket. He must have guessed that Zhu Yuhuan had never come into contact with such a "dangerous" thing.
As the burning sparks on the fuse ignited the gunpowder, the bullet in the barrel was quickly fired and accurately hit the target opposite. Due to the great power, the temporary target was actually shot through.
"This one's power is limited. If you want to hit a target farther away, you'll need to switch to a bowl-mouthed musket." Tutu Boluo put down the hand cannon and said, "The copper tube is hot right now. Your Highness must not touch it."
Zhu Yuhuan took the bow and arrow handed to him by the person next to him and fired five arrows in a row, all of which hit the target easily. However, compared with the target hit by the hand cannon, the power of the bow and arrow was really not enough.
Zhu Yuhuan couldn't help but sigh, "This distance isn't too far for me, and I can still hit the target every time I fire. But the actual effect is far inferior to that of a hand cannon. No wonder the emperor always brings three battalions with him on his border patrols."
Zhu Yuhuan estimated the distance and found that there were about forty steps between them and the target. In an era dominated by cold weapons, this power was already quite considerable. The only drawback was that the reloading speed of the musket was too slow, which was compensated by the three-stage shooting tactic. No wonder there has been no major breakthrough or progress in the musket over the years.
"Yes, I've heard my father mention that the three battalions are the most difficult to defeat in every battle. Once the three-stage attack is launched, even the most powerful cavalry will retreat, not to mention cannons like the bowl-mouthed musket." After saying this, Toghto Boluo realized he had made a mistake and quickly saluted Zhu Yuhuan, saying, "I made a mistake..."
Zhu Yuhuan waved his hand nonchalantly and smiled at Toghto Boluo, saying, "My great-grandfather once said, when he was still alive, that no matter what happened in the past, as long as one's heart is devoted to the Ming Dynasty, one is a descendant of the Ming Dynasty. Why should one worry about the past?"
Tuotuo Boluo was slightly stunned, then nodded repeatedly, saying, "I understand..." Now they were alone, and Tuotuo Boluo hesitated for a moment before saying, "I heard that when Yesen Tugan surrendered to Emperor Taizong, he was given the name 'Jinzhong'. I boldly ask Your Highness to choose a Chinese name for me after the expedition to Luchuan, to show my father and I's loyalty to the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Yuhuan just played with the bow and arrow in his hand and said calmly: "You should report this matter to His Majesty."
Tuotuo Boluo dared not meet her gaze, but simply lowered his eyelids and said, "Your Highness is a man of great talent and learning, and a close friend of Your Majesty. You have both recognized and promoted me, and I am deeply grateful. Therefore, I implore Your Highness to take care of me and my son."
Zhu Yuhuan turned his head to look at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay."
Tutu Boluo raised his head and looked at the eldest princess. Just by exchanging glances, he understood the eldest princess's trust in him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhu Yuhuan didn't take him seriously. He just asked someone to bring another pistol, loaded it according to Tuotuo Boluo's method just now, and aimed at the target opposite.
Tuotuo Boluo hurriedly reminded: "This hand cannon is more powerful than a bow and arrow. It is inevitable that there will be problems with accuracy when using it for the first time. Your Highness does not need to..."
The use of muskets and bows and arrows are two completely different methods. Zhu Yuhuan is a novice, so it is normal for him to aim incorrectly or even miss the target.
Before he could finish his words, Zhu Yuhuan had already lit the fuse, and with a bang, the lead bullet hit the target accurately.
Now, not only Toghto Boluo showed a look of surprise, but the officers and soldiers watching nearby were also extremely surprised. They all turned to look at Zhu Yuhuan who was using the pistol for the first time.
Zhu Yuhuan retracted his pistol, blew a breath into the copper tube, and a cunning look appeared on his face.
As for recoil, she is familiar with it.
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