Zhu Hongyu left the Ming Royal Research Institute with great satisfaction and led the team back to the palace.
However, he had just returned to the palace when he received an urgent report from the Ming Royal Arsenal.
The Ming Dynasty Royal Arsenal's metal fixed bullet project has achieved a breakthrough, and by the way, the research and development of metal fixed artillery shells has also gained some momentum.
Zhu Hongyu just sat down and drank a cup of tea before setting off again to inspect the Royal Arsenal.
Zhu Hongyu has been looking forward to metal fixed bullets for a long time.
When Zhu Hongyu arrived at the arsenal, the relevant person in charge of the arsenal was already waiting at the door.
"I am here to see your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
Everyone bowed down together and then spoke.
Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and said.
"Pingsheng!"
After everyone stood up from the ground, Zhu Hongyu asked directly.
"I heard that there has been a major breakthrough in the project at the arsenal. Is it true or false?"
Dai Zi, the new head of the arsenal, stood up and said.
"Your Majesty, this is indeed the case!"
"The arsenal has successfully overcome the mass production difficulties of metal fixed bullets, and the production of mercury fulminate has also achieved a huge breakthrough."
"By the way, the metal fixed-mounted artillery shells also have something to look forward to!"
While talking, Dai Zi led the way, leading Zhu Hongyu towards the arsenal.
Dai Zi is from Zhejiang and has been extremely interested in arms and weapons since he was a child.
After Zhu Hongyu restored the Ming Dynasty and ascended the throne as emperor in Nanjing, he chose to become an official in the Ming Dynasty and chose to work in the Ming Dynasty Royal Arsenal.
After Old Liu Tou retired, Dai Zi was promoted by Zhu Hongyu to the head of the Ming Dynasty Royal Arsenal, and made extremely outstanding contributions to the Ming Dynasty's weapons production and research and development.
Compared with Kang Mazi who did not pay much attention to firearms in history, he was willing to exile talents like Dai Zi.
Zhu Hongyu paid great attention to him, gave Dai Zi a very generous treatment, and promoted him to the head of the arsenal.
Zhu Hongyu even plans to let him join the Logistics Department under the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to be responsible for logistics work.
Even if he retires in the future, he will be rewarded with a knighthood.
Although the current Ming Dynasty still attaches great importance to the title of nobility, it is no longer like the previous Ming Dynasty, when the title of nobility was guarded and reluctant to be released.
Chongzhen only granted Wu Sangui the title of Ping Xibo before the fall of the northern capital.
Zhu Hongyu is now very generous to the heroes.
Basically, all the high-ranking generals in the military have knighthoods, and the top technical talents in the research institutes, as well as the ministers in the cabinet, basically all have knighthoods.
Although most of the people he released were hereditary nobles, the kind that were downgraded and hereditary, there were not a few hereditary nobles.
But this was mainly because Zhu Hongyu wanted to ensure the mobility of the aristocratic class and not turn the nobles of the Ming Dynasty into useless people.
It is also to ensure the scarcity of titles and prevent them from becoming too common. After all, everything becomes less valuable if there is too much of it.
He even wanted to use his title as bait to trick his ministers into working for him.
I have given you the title, but it is a downgraded inheritance. If you want to ensure the prosperity and wealth of your descendants, you can only continue to contribute to the Ming Dynasty.
Not long after, under the leadership of Dai Zi, Zhu Hongyu arrived at the weapons testing site of the Ming Dynasty Royal Arsenal.
On the table in the experimental field, there are several guns of different styles and yellow bullets.
Zhu Hongyu stepped forward, picked up a rifle and began to examine it.
Dai Zi was standing by to help him introduce the performance, technical parameters, and usage of the musket.
Zhu Hongyu picked up a bullet, loaded it, and then raised his gun to aim at the target in front of him.
With a snap, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet came out and headed towards the target in front of him.
Then, Zhu Hongyu pulled the bolt to eject the gun, loaded it again and pulled the trigger, repeating the action just now.
After a while, after firing several shots in succession, Zhu Hongyu commented.
"The effective range of two hundred meters and the rate of fire of twelve rounds per minute, well, very good!"
"It's just that it's too troublesome to reload every time a shot is fired. The arsenal will try to see if they can design a magazine and feed it with the magazine, so that it can reload a few more bullets at once.
"
"Further increase the rate of fire!"
Upon hearing this, Dai Zi fell into deep thought.
After saying that, Zhu Hongyu put down the gun, then picked up a bullet and looked at it.
The yellow bullet case exudes an attractive luster. The bullet is a sharp-pointed bullet. You can see that the bullet body and the bullet case are obviously two parts...
It is worth mentioning that since the Ming Dynasty captured Luzon, there is no shortage of copper in the Ming Dynasty now.
Therefore, the shell material of this bullet is all made of copper.
Really, every round fired is money!
In addition to this rifle, there were also cavalry lances and pistols, etc. Zhu Hongyu tried them one by one.
The effects are very good!
Although there is a risk of getting stuck, the probability is not high.
The main reason for the jamming is due to the processing technology, and Zhu Hongyu has nothing to do about this.
In addition to coming up with a proposal to lubricate the bullets with grease, they also ordered to find ways to improve the processing accuracy...
And it is worth mentioning that after obtaining metal fixed bullets, Daming's rotary machine gun technology has further improved.
The rate of fire is faster and the power is stronger. If special bullets are used, it already has the flavor of a heavy machine gun.
Zhu Hongyu also pointed out that the machine gun does not have to be transferred to the control, it is also possible not to transfer the control, which raised a new goal for the arsenal.
Later, he went to inspect the production and experiments of metal fixed artillery shells.
Looking at the production of metal fixed artillery shells, Zhu Hongyu said.
"From now on, the Ming Dynasty's artillery production can no longer use the weight of the cannonball as the standard, but should switch to the diameter of the cannonball as the standard."
Seeing the artillery fire in the test site, with shells pouring towards the predetermined site, Zhu Hongyu also showed a satisfied look on his face.
The development and mass production of trigger fuzes made it possible for Ming Dynasty to produce large quantities of explosive bombs.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! And more importantly, with the invention and application of new gunpowder, the power of the Ming Dynasty's blooming bullets is also different from the same.
Explosive bombs also have the ability to attack fortifications and destroy fortifications.
When the Ming Dynasty destroyed fortifications, they no longer had to use solid bullets to smash them.
After that, Zhu Hongyu went to inspect the production and research and development of armored vehicles.
Since the armored vehicle showed up once during the last military parade, it has never appeared again.
The reason is very simple, the performance is not good, and it is embarrassing to appear.
It's better to hide it first and use it as a deterrent!
However, with the development of steam engine technology and advances in weapons technology, armored vehicles have also gained practical value.
What appeared in front of Zhu Hongyu now was a large, black and thick armored vehicle painted in red.
"It weighs 3.3 tons, carries three people, and has a normal cruising speed of ten kilometers per hour. If it goes at full speed, it can reach fifteen kilometers per hour."
"In terms of weapons, they include a 30 mm caliber field gun and a Guangfu 11-type rotating machine gun. The artillery's rate of fire can reach two rounds per minute, and the rapid fire rate of the rotating machine gun can reach 270 rounds per minute.
Ten shots.”
"The ammunition prepared is thirty rounds of artillery shells and three thousand rounds of bullets!"
This ammunition reserve is not too small, because armored vehicle artillery and machine guns cannot fire all the time, there will definitely be intermittent firing.
"The off-road capability ensures that there is no problem climbing slopes below 30 degrees."
"Although the speed is still a bit slow, the steam engine can ensure that it can run for a long time without any problems. There is no need to worry about lying down, and it has preliminary combat capabilities."
Dai Zi introduced from the side, his face full of pride.
Because he has always been responsible for following up on the armored vehicle project.
Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly with satisfaction.
Judging from the current data, except for the slow speed, this armored vehicle already has preliminary combat capabilities.
At the very least, you don’t have to worry about being slaughtered all of a sudden when you come to the battlefield!
In front of Zhu Hongyu, this armored vehicle began its demonstration work.
Fire while moving, machine gun fire, crawler tracks...
Zhu Hongyu clapped his hands in satisfaction and then ordered Dai Zi to prepare a production plan.
The first batch of 100 vehicles will be produced first, which will be used to equip the Guards Corps and explore the tactics of using armored vehicles.
Nowadays, due to the explosion of technology in the Ming Dynasty, the update and iteration speed of weapons is very fast.
Many weapons are obtained, but there is no proper way to use them, or strategies and tactics.
Many times the Ming army relied on advanced weapons to bully others, but they failed to figure out the true use of the weapons.
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Time is like water in a bamboo basket, always passing by.
London, England!
The palace of Charles II.
The sky outside the window was gloomy, and fine strands of rain kept falling, making the air damp.
Charles II was leaning on a soft velvet pillow, his cheeks were thin and full of illness.
"Doctor, please tell me the truth, how is my body doing now?"
Now that Charles II is seriously ill and unable to govern, he has a hunch that his time may be running out.
Just yesterday, he suddenly suffered a stroke while he was worshiping. Although it was only a mild stroke, the situation was still very critical.
A group of doctors rushed to treat him, but they only restored his consciousness, but his body became weaker and weaker.
These so-called medical treatments included bloodletting, inducing vomiting, laxatives, feeding Munayin powder with water, burning the blood blisters on his head, then squeezing the blood blisters, and then smearing pigeon feces on the wounds on his head.
…
After a lot of trouble, Charles II felt that he didn't have much time.
The doctor was preparing Mina Yin powder. Seeing the king asking this question, he could only laugh and said.
"Please rest assured, His Majesty the King, with our superb medical treatment, you will be fine!"
Charles II…
Why the hell doesn’t he believe it!
Suddenly, Charles II coughed violently, and then spoke with a somewhat unclear speech.
"Isn't there a Chinese... medical clinic in London? Let's ask a Chinese doctor to treat me..."
Compared with these obviously unreliable British doctors, Charles II obviously believed more in the Chinese doctors who had saved many lives and made a name for themselves despite appearing in the UK not long ago.
The doctor's face turned ugly for a while, feeling sad that he had been betrayed, but he still said.
"Respect your Majesty, I will obey your orders!"
…
After the restoration of the Ming Dynasty, Ming Dynasty's influence expanded to the world over the years.
There is also an embassy from the Ming Dynasty in London.
After the embassy appeared in London, merchants and people from the Ming Dynasty also began to come to London to do business and work.
Then, supporting facilities such as Chinese restaurants and Chinese medical clinics appeared.
Although merchants from the Ming Dynasty also participated in other industries, restaurants and medical clinics were definitely the two most popular industries.
Britain is the famous birthplace of dark cuisine. People in the Ming Dynasty who have been accustomed to eating various delicacies since childhood are not used to British dark cuisine.
In this way, one can imagine how popular the restaurants opened by Ming's own people will be and how prosperous the business will be.
And it is also because of this in medical clinics that British medical care in this era can only be said to be understood.
After all, even the king can be tortured to death by doctors, let alone other people.
In the Ming Dynasty, the imperial doctors were as conservative as possible when it came to the emperor's condition. They would rather let the emperor die of illness than prescribe harsh medicine to save his life.
He was afraid that if something went wrong with the medicine, he would be implicated.
But it's different in England. Those doctors are as bold as they want. Facing the king, they really dare to torture people to death.
Therefore, in London today, doctors from the Ming Dynasty are indeed high-paying professions and are very popular.
After all, you can endure eating, but you can’t delay your life!
Huang Ming is over fifty this year. He is wearing a Taoist robe and a goatee. He looks like an immortal and has a noble spirit.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He is from Foshan, Guangdong. He learned some medical skills from a wandering Taoist priest when he was a child. After spending most of his life trying, he can barely live up to his medical skills.
At least I can help people with headaches and fevers on weekdays, and I can also eat and drink without worrying about it.
But that's all.
Although he has some reputation in the town, his medical skills are really not top-notch.
But when he couldn't bear the temptation of not having twenty silver dollars and followed his boss to Europe, Huang Ming suddenly found that he had become a miracle doctor.
His social status was not particularly high at first, but after rescuing several aristocratic patients who were simply infected with cold and were judged to be dead by British doctors, he became a guest of the British aristocrats.
Many British nobles even took the initiative to invite him to their homes.
The purpose is also very clear. Build a good relationship with the doctor so that you can ask the doctor to save your life when you get sick in the future.
Anyway, in the eyes of these British aristocrats, Huang Ming, an Eastern doctor who seemed to have an immortal demeanor, must be much more reliable than their local quack doctors.
After that, Huang Ming became famous.
He became a famous doctor throughout London.
Even King Charles II of England has heard of his name.
…
When Huang Ming got up early in the morning, he played Wu Qin Xi for a while. After breakfast, he began to make medical visits.
Medical clinics are very expensive, and those who can afford them are generally aristocrats, or at least the emerging bourgeoisie.
Otherwise, not to mention the medical fees, I am afraid that the money for the medicine alone will not be affordable.
Almost all the medicinal materials used in this Chinese medical clinic in London were transported by sea from the mainland of the Ming Dynasty.
Transported across half of the world, the price of medicinal materials can be imagined.
Of course, it was to gain reputation and to expand Ming's influence in the UK.
Huang Ming not only treats the rich and powerful, he also spends two days every ten days to provide free medical treatment to the poor.
Even the medicines are free!
As for how to recover costs...
Well, let's put it this way, Huang Ming is not prepared to recover the cost from the poor at all, and those British powerful people are his harvest targets.
How much money can the poor have? If the treatment requires too much money, the poor may simply give up the treatment.
But those powerful people are different. Those people don't care about money for their lives.
As time went by, more and more people heard of his reputation, and more and more people praised his kindness.
Today is the time for Huang Ming to provide free clinics to the poor.
He asked his apprentice to set up a table outside the hospital, put up an umbrella to protect him from the rain, and then began to sit for consultation.
Although it is raining today, the poor people who come to seek medical treatment are still queuing up so far that they can't even see the edge.
Huang Ming asked the patients waiting in line to take shelter from the rain, but no one listened and he had nothing to do.
After Huang Ming sat down, a middle-aged woman came up with a child in her arms.
The apprentice on the side also served as a translator, helping Huang Ming communicate with patients.
The middle-aged woman holding the child looked only seven or eight years old, but her face was white without any blood, and her lips were turning blue.
Huang Ming asked about the child's specific condition, and then began to feel the pulse...
After a while, Huang Ming knew what kind of disease the child had. He quickly wrote out a prescription and ordered someone to get the medicine.
The middle-aged woman who came to see the doctor with her child in her arms thanked Huang Ming profusely before leaving.
"Thank God for giving us such a kind gentleman!"
Huang Ming listened to the apprentice's translation and continued to speak with a kind face and a smile.
"Haha, I'm sorry, I don't believe in God!"
"Old man, I only believe in the sages who created medicine, and the masters who taught me how to help the world, cure diseases and save people. If God can really appear, then why is it me who saves your child, and not God?"
As long as he seizes the opportunity, Huang Ming can't help but promote his own ideas and promote the Eastern culture with the core of man's victory over nature.
After listening to this, the middle-aged woman subconsciously wanted to refute Huang Ming, telling him not to be disrespectful to God.
But when she saw the package of medicinal materials in her hand and her dying child, she held back her rebuttal.
Maybe Mr. Huang Ming is disrespectful to God, but he is a very compassionate and kind doctor, and a truly good person, isn't he?
Do I want to rudely rebuke such a good man who just saved his own child's life?
Besides, Mr. Huang Ming is right. If God can really appear, why doesn't he come to save his children?
Is it because my faith is not pious enough?
The middle-aged woman thoughtfully thanked Huang Ming again, took the medicinal materials, and left with her child in her arms.
Huang Ming nodded slightly and then said.
"Next person!"
Seeing the expressions of gratitude on the faces of those patients when they left, Huang Ming now feels a sense of accomplishment and spiritual enjoyment.
It is this sense of accomplishment and spiritual enjoyment that makes him never tire of doing free clinics.
It was noon and Huang Ming was getting ready to eat.
Just at this moment, a four-wheeled carriage drove up from the end of the street.
The carriage was pulled by two snow-white Arabian horses, and the emblem of the British royal family was painted in gold powder on the carriage.
Wherever the carriage passed, water splashed on the ground, and it ran all the way to Huang Ming's hospital.
A gentleman holding a civilized stick stepped out of the carriage and ordered his guards to disperse the crowds who were queuing up to receive a free clinic. Then he came to Huang Ming.
He bowed slightly and spoke very politely.
"Mr. Huang, I'm sorry to disturb you!"
"But His Majesty the King is seriously ill and we must trouble you to come with us."
When Huang Ming heard this, he couldn't help but frowned and said.
"I'm at a free clinic, can you wait until I finish?"
Facing this British man, Huang Ming was not afraid because he had the support of Ming Dynasty behind him.
The man who got off the car shook his head and said.
"His Majesty the King is very ill now. Could you please Mr. Huang to come with us?"
"Please Mr. Huang, please don't force us to use force!"