Over the past few months, Slave Chief Huang Taiji's condition has not completely improved, and has been getting better and worse.
According to his personal bodyguard, Obai, he guessed that the master was suffering from a mental illness, which was affecting his health and not getting better.
He also tried to advise Huang Taiji to take good care of his health first. But Huang Taiji actually knew the truth, but the situation in Daikin was getting worse day by day, and Huang Taiji could not be happy.
In the past few days, military reports have been reported from several places near the Ming Dynasty in Dajin. It shows that military activities are frequent. Not only the Ming army wearing strange clothes is arrogant, but also the former Guan Ning Army and Denglai Ming Army.
They were all equipped with the strange muskets, and together with the strange army, they marched across the territory of Dajin, looking for Dajin to fight with horses.
All the military information was gathered here at Huang Taiji, and his body, which had just improved a little, collapsed again.
No, it was almost noon, and Obai was carrying a bowl of medicine to Huang Taiji's palace.
The domestic situation in Daijin also became more subtle as the situation worsened. Although he couldn't explain what it was, Huang Taiji only asked Obai to be responsible for decoction and delivery of medicine.
Just as Ao Bai was approaching Huang Taiji's palace, an urgent report came that the Ming army's muskets had been captured.
When Obai heard this, he ran to Huang Taiji's palace with the medicine bowl. Even though Obai was the top master of Dajin, a lot of medicine was still spilled in the medicine bowl, which showed that Obai was very excited.
"Master, the strange muskets of the Ming army were captured by me, Dajin." As soon as Obai entered the palace and saw Huang Taiji leaning on the bed reading a book, he immediately reported happily.
When Huang Taiji heard this, he immediately raised his head, stared at Obai and asked, "Where is the gun? Get it for me quickly!"
The Ming army's muskets can shoot without igniting. This is really powerful. Moreover, the muzzle of the gun has a gun tip, which caused a lot of casualties to Dajin. It has always been a weapon that Dajin has been trying to figure out, but now it has it.
The seizure made Huang Taiji unhappy!
Oboi agreed, handed the medicine bowl to a palace maid nearby, and ran out.
This news was really more effective than the medicine. Huang Taiji, who was still in low spirits just now, immediately ordered him to get dressed and get up.
As soon as Huang Taiji sat down at the round nanmu table in front of the bed, he heard rapid footsteps coming from outside, and then Obai's voice came: "Master, the musket is here."
Immediately afterwards, he appeared outside the palace.
Oboi held five flintlock guns in both hands and ran in. But he was so excited that he didn't pay attention. He tripped over the threshold and fell into a dog's excrement.
In fact, with Obai's skill, it could have been completely avoided, but he had that precious flintlock gun in his hand, and in order to avoid breaking it, he would rather fall.
The skin was rough and fleshy, and he didn't feel anything. He didn't know if it was wearing it crookedly. Obei immediately stood up, walked to Huang Taiji in a few steps, knelt down and offered it with both hands: "Master, here is the gun."
Huang Taiji didn't care about Obai, he directly picked up a flintlock gun and started looking at it.
He was also a smart man, and he quickly understood why he could shoot a gun without igniting it.
At first glance, these flintlock guns were different from the previously captured matchlock guns. They were extremely well made, far beyond those blunderbuss that were easy to explode.
And on the handle of the gun, there were Chinese characters engraved on it. Huang Taiji knew the purpose of these Chinese characters, which was to find the craftsman who made the gun if there was a problem with the gun.
Huang Taiji looked at the fixed paper shell ammunition again and couldn't help praising it. No wonder the Ming army's musket fire rate could be increased so much.
He played with it for a while, and then happily said to Obai: "Let's go and test the gun."
"Yes, master." Oboi agreed, then stood up, ready to find Tong Yangxing's Han army to shoot.
Before Oboi walked out of the palace, Huang Taiji remembered something and ordered again: "Call the other Heshuo Beile and watch together."
Not long after, several Heshuo Baylors in Shengjing all rushed to the training ground. One of them held a flintlock gun in his hand and began to comment.
These captives are not stupid. They have been taught many lessons by the new army for more than a year. No one would think that their cavalry and shooting are invincible and can compare with muskets and artillery.
As for Kang Mazi of later generations, he actually knew the power of firearms. The reason why he said that the Manchus were invincible in cavalry and archery was because they had ulterior motives and had other political purposes.
Tong Yangxing carefully selected a few Han soldiers who were best at shooting. After playing with their flintlock guns for a while, they began to test-fire.
The results were obvious. The range and power of the flintlock gun convinced the slave chiefs. Azig was happy to see it. After the test firing was completed, he grinned and said: "Now Dajin also has firearms. I'm afraid it will be revealed."
A military bird."
Huang Taiji was also very interested. Hearing Azig's words, he nodded repeatedly and ordered Tong Yangxing: "According to the style of this gun, copy it as soon as possible without making any mistakes!"
"Don't worry, Master, I will take care of it now. Let the blacksmith camp work day and night to make more copies of this kind of musket." Tong Yangxing quickly agreed.
The wrinkles on his old face almost turned into chrysanthemum petals when he smiled. As the situation in Daikin deteriorated, he was always worried that he would end up like other traitors.
Now it's good, Daikin will also have the same firearms as the Ming army. With the bravery of Daikin's warriors, the current unfavorable situation will definitely be reversed.
Tong Yangxing didn't dare to delay. He didn't even need to eat, so he was busy making an imitation of a flintlock gun.
Several slave chiefs began to argue about how to distribute the counterfeit flintlocks.
In the end, Huang Taiji relied on his strength and agreed that most of the flintlock guns would be used in his hands. The other slave chiefs would equip their exploration horses with some.
Not only the slave chiefs, but also the Jianlu at the bottom were suddenly full of confidence in the future war.
Unfortunately, they were happy too early.
Jianlu's blacksmith camp had already been massacred by their own people when Shengjing was breached. The remaining blacksmiths gathered together were not large in number, and their skills were not as good as those of the previous craftsmen.
Therefore, after some days, Huang Taiji checked that the number of guns made was far less than he expected, so he couldn't help but lost his temper and ordered more guns to be made.
But that's not the most important thing. Not long after, Huang Taiji sadly discovered that the flintlock guns they made were far less powerful than the Ming army.
It's not that the quality of the flintlock guns copied by Jianlu was poor, but that the gunpowder used by Jianlu was not as good as that of the Ming army, so the effectiveness of the flintlock guns was naturally greatly reduced.
You must know that the gunpowder of the Ming army was strictly prepared according to different formulas according to different uses.
The most critical thing is that the raw materials for gunpowder, including the purification of nitrate and sulfur, the selection of charcoal materials, and the level of production in the Ming Dynasty cannot be achieved by Jianlu's technology.
The technical strength was fully demonstrated at this time, which greatly disappointed Huang Tai. He was simply unable to solve the problem in a short time, so he had to lie on his bed again.
After a lot of hard work, in the end it was just a waste of water.