"Well, Lord Marquis was wrong, they did not make light artillery."
However, after listening to Xiao Han's question, Lao Jiang shook his head in embarrassment.
He just laughed bitterly and continued: "I heard that those light artillery pieces they got last time have basically been blown up by now!
And because that kind of thing was too dangerous and could explode at every turn, in the end, even they themselves didn’t dare to use it, let alone ordinary soldiers! Therefore, before making great progress in iron smelting, the light artillery project was temporarily abandoned.
On hold.”
After saying that, he might have felt that this was a bit of a slap in the face to Xiao Han. Lao Jiang only paused for a moment and then hurriedly continued: "However, light artillery cannot be used, but they found it from the manuscript left by you, Lord Marquis.
A small turret that can be fired diagonally!
Although this thing is less powerful, it has many advantages! First of all, it is not like those heavy artillery, and the requirements for the barrel are not high. Second, it fires diagonally, so it can cross city walls and bunkers, and hit hiding places.
The enemies inside the obstacles are like this. In many cases, they are more useful than those heavy turrets!"
"Slanted? Small fort?"
Lao Jiang kept talking about the development of weapons, and as Xiao Han listened to Lao Jiang's words, a weapon that almost 100% appeared in old Anti-Japanese War movies slowly emerged in his mind! So he couldn't help but said
: "Is that what you're talking about, a mortar?"
"Cock shot?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Han said these words, except for Lao Jiang, several people around him were stunned on the spot!
Especially Liu Hongji, his eyes were as wide as a bull's eye, and he was secretly thinking: Good guy, what kind of chicken is this? Could it be that he has violated the rules of heaven? Why do he have to be patted and bombed again...
"Mortar? Ahem, the manuscript seems to say mortar."
Seeing the others dumbfounded, Lao Jiang blushed and said, "But some people thought this name was not loud enough, so they gave it another name called Sky Cannon."
"Sky cannon? I even kicked my legs! Who gave me such an uncultured name?"
When he heard the vulgar name "Sky Cannon", Xiao Han's mouth immediately twitched several times.
He had discovered before that even though he had given good names to the weapons, in the end, they would all be changed by others!
For example, the old big yellow crossbow sounded catchy, but someone said it sounded like a big yellow dog! It was changed to a divine arm bow.
There are also grenades, land mines, such vivid names, you can tell what they are for as soon as you hear them, but now it’s better, what are they called thunder and fire bombs...
If this went to some areas in the south, it is estimated that as soon as its name is mentioned, the locals will look at it angrily: "You are a bastard? Your whole family is a bastard!"
To sum up, Xiao Han thinks that even if you really want to change it, you can just change it to sound nicer! If the change is so vulgar, when future generations comment on it, they won’t laugh out loud?
Of course, the most important thing is:
Bastards like Liu Hongji are now nodding in unison and saying that the name "Sky Cannon" is more powerful than "Pat Chicken Cannon". This is really unbearable for my uncle, but my aunt can't bear it!
"What the hell cannon? This is that bastard..."
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Han gritted his teeth and asked Lao Jiang who was so bold as to change the name he had decided on!
Unexpectedly, Lao Jiang seemed to have known that he was going to get angry. Hearing this, he immediately pointed to the sky above his head and said, "Your Majesty personally changed this!"
"Cough cough cough..."
Good guy, Xiao Han almost choked to death with this breath!
After coughing for a long time, Xiao Han saw that the other people were still looking at him with strange expressions. Xiao Han had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue: "Ahem, this sturdy sky-high cannon does sound very domineering!"
There is no way, form is stronger than people!
If Xiao Lizi knew that he was calling him a bastard in front of everyone, maybe he would really throw himself into the Ba Shui to feed the bastard...
"What's going on!" He finally managed to get his wits about him and put the matter aside. Xiao Han blushed slightly, grabbed Lao Jiang, and asked in a low voice: "How does your majesty know the situation here? Does he still come here often?"
"you do not say!"
Sure enough! When Xiao Han talked about the emperor, Lao Jiang immediately felt like a different person, his old face was shining with excitement!
"Since we moved here, His Majesty the Emperor has been here several times in person, and every time he is full of praise for what we have studied!
By the way, last time he saw the musket we were studying, and he was so happy that he rewarded all of us heavily!"
Lao Jiang was so excited that he was frothing! As a lowly craftsman, he was lucky enough to even meet the emperor! Not to mention being praised by the emperor and receiving his reward!
So after that day, the first thing Lao Jiang did was to immediately ask for leave and go home to see with his own eyes whether his ancestral tomb had been bombed!
Yes, it's not smoke. For this kind of treatment, the ancestral tomb must be blown up to be worthy of it!
"Wait a minute, what are you studying? Guns?"
Xiao Han and Lao Jiang were whispering. Next to them, Liu Hongji, who stretched his ears to listen to what was going on here, finally couldn't help it and interrupted the conversation between the two of them. He made a showy move while not talking.
He asked with certainty: "What kind of gun is it? It can make even His Majesty praise it?"
"Haha, that's not a long spear!" Lao Jiang was feeling proud. Hearing this, he pointed at the strange-looking stick in the guard's hand over there and grinned: "Your Majesty is looking at this kind of musket!"
"Firegun?" Liu Hongji looked in the direction Lao Jiang pointed. When he saw that the gun he was talking about was something like a fire stick, he couldn't help but frown.
He had actually wanted to ask what this fire stick-like thing was for a long time!
Just outside the camp, when he saw the fire stick for the first time, he was blown away!
Just now, I was frightened by the crazy pig again, so I forgot about it for the time being. Now I heard Lao Jiang mention it again. With Liu Hongji's curiosity, how could he not feel itchy?
"Yes, it's a musket!"
Lao Jiang also found someone to show off to. Hearing this, he said quite proudly: "This is also something that Mr. Hou originally wrote in the manuscript. After it was made by Old Chen from the equipment camp, he always felt dissatisfied! It's not that it's troublesome to load.
It's just not powerful enough.
Later, they tried many times, but couldn't achieve their goal, so they came to ask for help from our gunpowder research institute! We improved its propellant. The original was low in safety, had a lot of smoke and dust, and had a lot of residue.
The black gunpowder was changed to safer, less smokey, and no residual guncotton, and then it became what you see now."
