Chapter 2904 Xue * Maxima * Rengui, who was used as a quantitative tool
Hearing Li Ji's greeting, Cheng Chubi wandered over to this elder who was not willing to come here to see the treasure before.
"What does uncle think of this thing?"
"How much does this cost?"
Li Ji was not happy to see Cheng Sanlang's triumphant face. He stroked his long beard and looked straight ahead at the young man lying in the snow, pouting, and asked unhurriedly.
Cheng Chubi smacked his mouth and said with a smile.
"It's okay. Anyway, the cost is not as expensive as the crossbows commonly used in the Tang Dynasty, but it consumes more iron than the crossbows."
"But for our country, the Tang Dynasty, which has a vast territory and rich resources, what if we consume more iron materials?"
"In fact, the most important parts of this musket are the barrel and the bolt. As long as there are enough machine tools and skilled craftsmen, they can be made.
Fifteen craftsmen work as an assembly line team. There will be no problem in manufacturing the metal parts of ten flintlock guns in one day."
"Ten handfuls a day?" Li Ji pursed his lips and blinked his eyelids rapidly a few times. Indeed, ten handfuls a day, this speed is indeed quite astonishing.
As for iron materials, it is really not a problem. Today, Datang's smelting technology can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds.
Just like those artillery pieces, they were all made here using imported iron materials, iron ore, and fuel.
Cheng Chubi continued to show off proudly, pointing at Chai Ling Martial Arts who was squatting not far away and taking aim.
"Using this flintlock gun does not depend on physical strength, but only requires a period of practice.
Even a person like Chai Laoer, who has no physical strength, can still become a marksman with perfect shots."
"???" Chai Lingwu, who was aiming and shooting, heard Cheng Sanlang mention his name and felt as if he had been insulted, but it didn't seem to be completely insulted.
Li Ji, Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke stood there mumbling for a long time, waiting until the group of young people played with flintlock guns for a long time.
Cheng Chubi also ordered the hundreds of Cheng family members to demonstrate the three-stage flintlock attack to Li Ji and others.
Looking at the more than one hundred Cheng family members, they were arranged in three rows. The first row aimed their guns, shot, stepped back and reloaded, and the second row and the third row followed suit.
The interval between each row of gunfire will never exceed one breath. In other words, if it is infantry, the charge starts from fifty feet away.
We have to brave the attacks of bullets that can penetrate heavy shields and penetrate armor, and rush forward...
Just thinking about this made Li Ji feel his scalp numb.
King Qi Li Ke on the side shook his head repeatedly and couldn't help but whisper.
"It's like there are more than a hundred sharp archers like General Xue, taking turns hitting the enemy with armor-piercing heavy arrows."
Xue Rengui, who didn't know what he was thinking over there, heard this and suddenly felt a sting in his heart. He felt that his rare archery skills could be used to quantify one day. It was really a pain in the butt...
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The group of people left here with full of shock and excitement. However, these Wu Xun disciples all felt that there was nothing wrong with them now and they were just idle.
I decided to go back and practice musketry here every day, and strive to become a super brave man who is the best at shooting.
Seeing how enthusiastic these gang of friends were, Cheng Sanlang couldn't help but have an idea flash in his mind. Of all the new things, the one he feared the most was that the alley was full of wine.
Some new things are simply buried in the old pile of old paper without showing their freshness because the alley is too deep.
Therefore, what new things need is someone willing to promote them, and as long as my old brothers are willing to help and guide them.
Cheng Chubi felt that the speed at which Datang's military equipment would be updated would exceed his expectations.
Just like the appearance of the flying thunder cannon, when the artillery came out, all it took was a blinding performance to seduce the court.
Although this musket appears, it is just as my father-in-law said, its power is not as good as grenades, and its range is not as good as artillery.
Therefore, he must find a way. The efforts of the Cheng family alone are not enough. Since these brothers are interested, Cheng Chubi will certainly not refuse such a good thing.
"Brothers, since you all have this idea, it would be better for you to recruit some of your own soldiers and generals.
If we form a separate musketeer team, we might be able to be of use one day, and then we can even show our faces in front of His Majesty and his uncles..."
After hearing Cheng Sanlang's bewitching words, the eyes of all the martial arts disciples lit up and they all shouted in agreement. That's right, idleness is idleness, it is better to let the soldiers and generals start practicing.
They have all personally used these muskets, and they are very clear about the power and convenience of this thing. If they show it in front of His Majesty and his biological father, tsk tsk...
After all, their previous achievements in Dengzhou State had made them, these playboys who were regarded as dirt by their own father, gain the admiration of their own father.
The attitude of his elders towards him has also become much better. At least these days, Chai Lingwu finally feels the warmth of his father's love instead of the pain and stimulation caused by his father's fists and kicks.
While shooting there just now, Chai Lingwu discovered to his surprise that he seemed to be particularly accurate, much better than that guy Li Jingren anyway.
If you really develop the ability to hit the target with one shot, doesn't it mean that you can be like Xue Rengui and kill an enemy who is dozens of feet tall?
Thinking of this, Chai Lingwu couldn't help but glance at Xue Rengui, who was riding a horse among the crowd with a dark face.
Countless sneaky glances have glanced at him, but Xue Rengui still doesn't understand. This is clearly the aftermath of his fight with the flintlock gun...
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Just when Xue Rengui was in a rather unhappy mood, but had nowhere to vent, he heard Cheng Bole's voice coming from beside him.
"That old Xue, come here, Cheng wants to discuss something with you..."
Seeing Cheng Sanlang's gentle smile, Xue Rengui couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, but he still followed Cheng Sanlang honestly.
"I saw you trying your hand there just now. How was it? What do you think of the flintlock gun?"
Faced with Cheng Sanlang's question, Xue Rengui seemed a little uncomfortable and twisted his neck, but he still gave his answer seriously.
"In my opinion, this item does have merit, unlike bows and arrows, which require innate talent.
At the same time, it also takes years and months of repeated practice, as well as a good bow that fits your hand, to become a perfect archer."
"This musket only requires serious practice. In a short time, you will be able to skillfully use it to hit enemies at a range far beyond that of ordinary bows and arrows."
"And the shooting posture of a musket is not as particular as that of a bow and arrow..."
Such words made Cheng Bole nod his head and he was convinced that he was indeed a new generation of famous generals in the Tang Dynasty in the future, and he was worthy of discovering him.
"I don't know, brother Xue, are you willing to become the first commander of the musketeer battalion that is about to be established?"