Chapter 240: The firearms that came out several years earlier
Chapter 240: The firearms that appeared hundreds of years earlier
Soon, the group entered the Tianshi Mansion and followed the path at the side door to reach Gongshu Tianyuan's residence.
That is, the place where Zhao Duan gave a lecture that day.
However, this time, they did not meet in that messy room, but in a relatively clean small hall.
"Sir, since we last parted, I have been thinking over and over what you said that day. The more I think about it, the more profound it seems..."
Gongshu Tianyuan looked eager to learn.
Zhao Duan cleared his throat and smiled:
"Brother Gongshu, we can discuss this another day."
"Oh! Right, let's talk business first," Gongshu Tianyuan said awkwardly, scratching his head.
"You said you have something to ask me?"
Zhao Duan said "yes" and described the matter briefly without haste.
"Firearms?" The short and fat priest was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized:
"It seems that the court did ask me for help, but firearms are mundane things, which are different from what I am good at... Of course, if the envoy asks for it personally, I will definitely help you."
He then turned his head and looked at the skinny official with a goatee:
"Please tell me in detail what difficulties you are facing."
Chen Huoshen didn't dare to breathe since he entered the door, and he had an instinctive reverence for the priest.
Hearing the inquiry, he could not hide his excitement.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Duan's face was so effective. He immediately told the many difficulties one by one.
Gongshu Tianyuan listened quietly, thought for a moment, and said:
"I can indeed solve some of the problems you mentioned. Many of the things that you ordinary craftsmen cannot do, I can accomplish with magic.
But...many of your ideas are too fantastic.
Although the God of Craftsmanship is a deity, he is not a statue in a temple. It is not as magical as that. He cannot directly help you perfect your firearms concept...
Well, I won’t hide it from you, the more creative the field, the less help I can provide.
The more specific... For example, if you want me to control the temperature of the fire and perfectly cast the copper and iron into the required shape... these are actually easy..."
Chen Huoshen's eyes lit up at first.
But after hearing the latter part, he couldn't help showing a look of disappointment.
In short, if the research on firearms is divided into two parts: "design" and "casting".
Then, Gongshu Tianyuan could use the sorcerer's method to achieve "casting" almost perfectly.
Ordinary craftsmen are limited by many skills and find it difficult to control the precision, but for priests, it is just a matter of pinching a spell.
It's like a humanoid machine tool...or a humanoid 3D printer...
But Gongshu Tianyuan himself was also worried about the "design"... otherwise he wouldn't have come up with so many weird things.
However, what Chen Huoshen wanted most was "design"... For example, how to solve the problem of difficulty in loading the arquebus.
For example, how to ensure the power of the musket after it becomes smaller.
How to maintain accuracy after getting bigger, etc...
This requires not only a flash of inspiration and genius creativity, but also the optimal solution that can be compared after a large number of experiments.
He had originally placed his hopes on the "God of Craftsmanship" sorcerer, but now he felt frustrated and lost.
After all, without a good design plan, even if the warlock took action, he could only forge the "arquebus" better.
However, Gongshu Tianyuan's next words made the chief of the Firearms Bureau look up in surprise.
"But... although I can't help you here, Envoy Zhao may be able to."
Gongshu Tianyuan rubbed his hands and stared at Zhao Duan, with a gleam of cunning in his small eyes:
"Sir, since you have brought him here, I believe you have a strategy in mind, right?"
Chen Huoshen was stunned, not understanding why the other party was asking Zhao Chenshi for advice instead.
In his eyes, although Zhao Duan knew something about firearms, that was all he knew.
Zhao Duan was calm and composed, and nodded with a smile:
“I do have some ideas.”
This was his purpose.
Just use the two people in front of him to create the new type of firearms in his mind.
Chen Gui has extremely rich experience in firearms manufacturing, and Gongshu Tianyuan possesses a genius mind and comprehension, as well as the blessing of magic.
Combined with what he knew, the finished product design plan had already been verified in another world and was the crystallization of the wisdom of countless craftsmen.
Perfect.
He really didn't understand firearms, but that didn't matter, he just had to copy out the key designs and the remaining two people could complete them for him.
"Great, I'll get ready right now!"
Gongshu Tianyuan was overjoyed and turned around and ran out like a whirlwind.
After a while, he came back with the small white board and the four treasures of the study.
Zhao Duan stood up familiarly and prepared to explain.
Chen Huoshen, Qian Kerou and Hou Renmeng looked at the scene in confusion.
The latter two were thrown out to guard the door.
Chen Gui, known as the "God of Firearms of Dayu", quickly realized what was happening.
Zhao Duan stood in front of the "blackboard" and said:
"As Chen Gui said, future firearms should develop in the direction of 'guns' and 'cannons'. How should they be designed specifically? I have some conjectures about this, and today I will share two of my ideas."
He wrote two words on the board:
Matchlock
Red Cannon
Then, Zhao Duan simply hung a large piece of paper on the wall and used a brush to sketch the structure of the "matchlock gun" on the spot:
The spear is two to three feet long, straight on the outside, with a tube inside, and made of metal;
The inside is through and the bottom is closed;
There is a curved pole on one side, which is the way to let in fire.
It is a type of firearm, and in his opinion, it is the most suitable small firearm to develop given Dayu's current situation.
In his previous life, when he was watching in a museum, he was greatly surprised because the "matchlock gun" was quite similar to a rifle in appearance. The key structure was a metal hook, one end of which was fixed to the gun and could rotate around the axis.
The other end holds the fuse, and the soldier only needs to push the metal hook into the firing port with his hand to ignite the black powder, thereby firing the bullet in the barrel.
You can kill the enemy.
As for the fuse for ignition, it is made of hemp rope and cloth strips treated with salt solution, which is equivalent to the fuse, thus solving the problem of firing speed.
And with Zhao Duan's explanation, Gongshu Tianyuan was fine.
As for Chen Huoshen, he was completely stunned.
A brief explanation of just a quarter of an hour.
This "God of Firearms", who had been obsessed with firearms for most of his life, seemed to have experienced a series of gunpowder bombings in his mind.
Zhao Duan's casual words and the "structure" he casually sketched on the paper sounded like thunder to his ears.
It only completely overturned the old ideas of this great craftsman.
His eyes almost popped out of his head and his body stood up involuntarily.
I dared not blink, for fear of missing any details.
In his mind, he used his rich experience to judge the feasibility of what Zhao Duan said.
His blood boiled and his face turned red.
feasible.
feasible.
Still... works!
Although it had not been tested, the firearm on the white paper was clearly very similar to the shape he had imagined in his mind.
Zhao Duan's words were like a big hand that cleared away the fog that was covering his eyes.
This allowed him to open his eyes and get a glimpse of the form of firearms that would have been developed hundreds of years later in Dayu's original timeline.
"Sir, may I ask... If this matchlock gun is really feasible, although it can greatly improve the effectiveness of firing, I am afraid it will still not be as easy as a bow and arrow on the battlefield..." Chen Vulcan couldn't help but ask excitedly.
This was the argument that Zhao Duan had previously used to criticize his musket.
At this moment, it hit back like a boomerang.
Zhao Duan smiled slightly and said calmly:
"You're right. Even at this point, it's still a little slow. So, I also designed a method for infantry to use muskets, called the 'three-stage shooting' method.
The soldiers were divided into three rows and one team. After the first row shot, the last row withdrew, and the second row became the first row... and so on...
In addition, if you want to burst out powerful firepower in a short period of time, you can make a slight change, so that the first row kneels on one knee, the second row squats, and the third row stands upright... This will solve the problem."
Three rotations... three volleys...
Chen Huoshen only imagined it in his mind, then he clenched his fists, unable to restrain his excitement, and muttered:
"Yes, that's fine, that's fine..."
Zhao Duan smiled slightly, removed the white paper and replaced it with another one.
He began to sketch the structure of the red cannon, saying:
"But for artillery, the emphasis is different..."
"...For artillery, the range will be longer, but the accuracy of the landing point will become difficult."
"To do this, we need to use some mathematical methods to calculate in advance how to adjust the muzzle of the gun..."
As he spoke, he naturally sketched out coordinate systems and parabolas on paper.
Zhao Duan didn't know much about this part.
But it doesn’t matter. He believes that as long as he gives the general principle, Gongshu Tianyuan will be able to complete the task by himself with his intelligence.
As expected.
When explaining the musket, Gongshu Tianyuan was still not interested.
But when he saw the parabola, he was shocked, and his big eyes were burning and greedy.
He smelled a scent similar to "light".
And Zhao Duan’s subsequent narration confirmed that this also fell into the category of “physics”.
……
door of the room.
Qian Kerou and Hou Renmeng hugged each other's arms, standing outside on the left and right like two door gods.
The round-faced secretary yawned, turned her head to look at the closed door, and could vaguely hear the discussions inside.
Frustrated expression:
"Tell me, what exactly did the adults say? Why don't I understand?"
Hou Ren, who had a defiant look on his face, looked calm, raised his chin, and said confidently:
"I have little education, do you think I can understand?"
Qian Kerou looked adoring:
"How do you think he knows so much? He was able to be a scholar in Xiuwen Academy, and now he is in Shenjiying, where even 'Chen Huoshen' has become a student."
Hou Ren thought about it for a while, then shook his head and said:
"Maybe this is genius."
At this moment, the two of them suddenly raised their heads at the same time and looked forward vigilantly.
In the courtyard, the air was distorted.
It outlines a petite girl wearing a black priest robe, with out-of-focus eyes and long hair hanging down behind her head.
Jin Jian tilted his head and said in confusion:
"Zhao Duan, he...is here?"
……
in the room.
"That's the general idea. Do you have any other questions?"
Zhao Duan threw down his brush, and ink stains splashed out.
Ask the two people listening below.
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(End of this chapter)