Chen Lie remembered a novel he had read. In that novel, the author once described the entire process of the decisive battle between Sarhu in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The Ming army, which used a large number of mesh guns to fight at that time, had already set up its formation, but the reason for its defeat was exactly the same as that of the Spanish army in the Algerian War!

It was also because the wind was too strong, the gunpowder was damp, and the combroach gun could not be used, which caused the large number of the Ming army's equipment to be unable to be fired, and it was defeated by the Qing cavalry.

And the flintlock obviously does not have the entire problem.

At this moment, the mass grave was silent.

He suppressed the thoughts in his heart and looked around. There was no village in front of this place, no shop behind, and no house within a radius of dozens of miles.

It's a good place to test the gun.

Looking at this well-built flintlocked firearm, Chen Lie couldn't help but be moved and shouted: "Light the torch, test the gun!"

As Tian Hong took off a torch from the horse's back.

Lighted.

With the bright flames, Chen Li handed Victor the beautiful flintlock spear in his hand to him and asked him to test the quality of the gun.

Chen Liewei asked, "Can you use it?"

Victor nodded, took the long musket, looked at the chamber of the gun, and then took out a gunpowder pot from the coffin, and started fiddling with a lead bullet skillfully.

Chen Lie and Tian Hong looked at him in a row, first skillfully put the lead bullet into his mouth, and then carefully poured it into the gunpowder pool with a gunpowder pot.

Finally, he poured the gunpowder into the barrel and poked it with a few strokes, but...

It seems that the loading of the gun is not going well.

So Victor picked up a stone and gently tapped the bullet into the chamber. The entire loading process took about half a minute.

Chen Lie finally saw the entire process of loading the flintlock rifle.

He thought the loading speed was good. Considering the limitations of installing muskets in this era, the rate of fire of two shots per minute was considered reasonable.

But at this time.

Tian Hong grinned from the side.

The big black face showed a look of disdain, and the expression seemed to be saying, "The famous Western musket is firing at this speed?"

With this loading time, you can shoot several arrows!

Tian Hong patted the crossbow hanging around his waist and whispered: "Isn't this a fart when taking off his pants... Is this a waste of time?"

Chen Lie seemed to have seen through his thoughts, but he did not reveal it, just smiled slightly.

After all, muskets, such as epoch-making weapons, are not accepted by the world as soon as they are made, and the tactic of queuing up to be shot was not born overnight.

Tian Hong's attitude was very similar to the ones when the train was just born. Those grooms who wanted to mock the locomotive, but this gun...

It represents the direction of the development of the times!

As Victor finished the loading, he respectfully said, "Okay."

Chen Lie took the gun and took it up. With his half-knowing shooting knowledge, he aimed at a tree a hundred meters away...

He still understands that three points become a line.

Aimed.

Pull the trigger.

As Chen Lie's shoulders shook violently, a dull gunshot sounded on the grave at midnight, and a burst of gunpowder filled with smoke.

The explosion shocked Tian Hong.

In the dense forest not far away, frightened birds flew up in flocks.

Chen Lie was also shocked. He didn't expect that the spear would make him so loudly. This shot made him dizzy and his eardrums hurt.

Chen Lie dug his ears awkwardly and opened his mouth, while Tian Hong, who was standing beside him, coughed violently because of choking.

A gust of wind blew.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipates.

Chen Lie stretched his neck and looked at the intact big tree. The big tree was very smooth and had not even scratched the skin.

Now Chen Lie's face was a little uneasy, and he muttered in his heart. I was clearly aiming very accurately, so why did he miss it?

It seems that the muskets of this era are indeed not very reliable.

Nothing accurate.

Chen Lie looked at Victor, then stuffed the musket to him, and then whispered: "Come on."

Victor still looked so respectful. After taking the musket, he quickly started to load again. This time the loading speed was obviously much faster.

Chen Lie calculated silently in his mind that this time, Victor only took twenty seconds to load the musket, and it seemed that his hands were hot.

As the Swedish Guard officer, who was more than 1.90 meters tall, raised his gun and aimed at the same tree in a standard shooting posture.

He pulled the trigger with a slight aim.

After another dull musket blast, the poplar tree as thick as a bowl fell down a hundred meters away, and a burst of smoke and dust filled it.

The whole world seems to be stagnant.

Victor slapped the fine flintlock gun with satisfaction, and was so excited that he even sang his mother tongue, chanting Swedish dialect that others could not understand.

Tian Hongze looked at the falling poplar tree, opened his mouth wide in surprise, his eyes widened like copper bells, and seemed to be greatly frightened.

Chen Lie was also a little stunned, patted Victor on the shoulder and praised him a few words.

"Good shooting skills!"

Looking at this silly man from Nordic, he narrowed his eyes and smiled. He was worthy of being the elite of the Swedish Imperial Guard. His shooting skills...

I really found a treasure.

"Come!"

So Chen Lie began to practice shooting skills under Victor's guidance on the uninhabited grave in the middle of the night.

Victor was flattered and explained softly. He wanted to start with the loading...

But what Chen Lie asked for advice first was the structure of this flintlock fissure.

Looking at the desire for knowledge on Chen Lie's face, Victor was slightly surprised. While explaining, he looked at Chen Lie's serious face from the corner of his eyes, with a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

So the two of them talked and the other listened...

Chen Lie quickly understood the structure of this musket, quickly learned to load it, and then carefully loaded the musket.

Tian Hong could no longer hold back, so he grabbed the musket and then started aiming in a pretty good manner, which was also a hurry.

With a musket blasting, the gun flew to somewhere, and Tian Hong's shoulders were hurt by the shock, and he grinned and started to scold.

"It's not useful."

Tian Hong stuffed the musket to Chen Lie again and kept shaking his head. He still felt that the bow or crossbow was easy. This thing was too bulky.

Chen Lie smiled slightly and said nothing, and continued to ask Victor for gun knowledge. On the mass graves in the wilderness, muskets burst out from time to time.

Time passed by minute by minute.

It's late night.

Tian Hong had already yawned all over the sky, while Chen Lie was still discussing knowledge about the use of guns with Victor. The two were having a hot chat on the loading of muskets.

Under the torch, Chen Lie fiddled with the musket with his love and held a gun in his other hand, and suddenly thought of something.

"you say."

Chen Lie looked at Victor's eyes with shiny eyes and said softly: "If you use linen dipped in grease, you will be wrapped in projectiles..."

Chen Lie gestured a few times and said softly: "This reduces the friction between the gun and the rifle, will the loading be faster?"

He didn't say the second half.

The benefits of doing this not only speed up the loading speed, but also play a role in holding the air, increasing the accuracy and increasing the range.

Victor was stunned for a moment and began to think seriously, a little uncertain: "Maybe...can be."

Obviously, in this era, no one has ever thought about this.

Chen Lie smiled and found a while to try it out.

Victor nodded.

At this time, a moment of sleepiness came, Chen Lie yawned and waved his hand: "Go, go back."

Tian Hong had been impatient for a long time. Hearing this, he hurried forward and wrapped the long spear, short spear, and ammunition in a sack and placed it on the horse's back.

At this moment, a light sound came from the grass.
Chapter completed!