surnamed Wang

Chapter 148 Weapon Crushing
While watching the memorial, Wang Gangquan and the two muttered in their mouths.

"This cannon is amazing!"

"There is indeed something, but it is not completely impossible."

"How?"

"Cast Iron Barrel with Internal Rotation Rifling."

"Nice, with my high-explosive powder and conical warhead."

"Add an anti-recoil device at the back, and install a sight on the gun body."

"The cannon has a dragon tattoo on it, it's perfect!"

These two brothers had a great time chatting with each other, and put the emperor aside.

"Cough...what do you think?" The emperor coughed in embarrassment.

Although I don't know what they are talking about, but the content should be related to artillery.

This time I called the two of them here because I wanted to hear their opinions. After all, when it comes to firearms, only these two people in the whole dynasty know best.

Liu Luming glanced at Wang Bingquan, and after receiving a nod of affirmation from the other party, he answered:
"Return to Your Majesty, their artillery is nothing special, give us some time, we can make better!"

"Really?" The emperor couldn't believe it. After all, Donghan didn't know how long he had to hold back such a thing, and it was so easily cracked by the two people in front of him?

"Really!" Liu Luming replied seriously, with a sincere face.

"Okay, I'll give you five days to make a sample. At that time, I will invite the envoys of Donghan to watch the test shooting. If it is done well, there will be a lot of rewards. If it fails..."

Speaking of this, the new emperor stopped talking, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, you will only succeed, not fail." Liu Luming was still full of confidence.

Wang Gangquan cast a sideways glance at him, thinking that these bastards didn't understand the meaning of the emperor, right?

"Okay, you guys go down first, if you need anything, just mention it to Liubu."

"Yes, I will retire." "I will retire."

The two bowed to each other and left, and the imperial study room became quiet all of a sudden.

The new emperor tapped the memorial with his fingertips, not knowing what to think about, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Maotu."

"exist!"

In the room, a man in black appeared like a ghost, silently.

"Tell me, am I really inferior to Wang Quanquan?"

"..."

The only response to him was silence. No one dared to answer this kind of question. The holy will is unpredictable. No matter how you answer, it may lead to death.

The emperor himself was aware of this problem, he laughed at himself, and continued to ask: "You have some friendship with him, in your opinion, how is he?"

"..." The man in black continued to remain silent, and after a while, he opened his mouth and replied, "Although this man is somewhat cynical, he has good character and can always do unexpected things."

"Hmm..." Maotu's answer was similar to what the emperor had in mind.

"Continue to do what I asked you to do, and you won't need to report frequently in the future."

"Yes!"

……

On the way back to the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, Liu Luming was still as if nothing had happened, which made Wang Gangquan suspicious again, so he tentatively revealed the hidden meaning in the emperor's words.

Unexpectedly, the other party's reaction really confirmed his conjecture. He really didn't understand the meaning of the emperor's words.

"Brother Wang, you must help me this time. If I die, our Liu family will be left behind!"

"Definitely, absolutely, Liu Ge is young and strong, let him hurry up and regenerate."

"Brother Wang, you must be joking, my father is over 60."

"More than 60 is very old for others, but he is in the prime of life for my teacher. I believe in his strength."

Liu Luming was about to cry at this moment. He was so heroic in front of the emperor just now, but now he is in such a mess. At that time, he was full of rewards, so he didn't expect this to be so serious.

It's not that he didn't think of doing it himself, but in just five days, asking him to design a cannon with excellent performance is really a bit of a dream.

Wang Gingquan saw that he was almost terrified, so he let go and said, "It's not impossible to let me help you, it's just..."

Liu Luming managed to grab a life-saving straw, and hurriedly replied: "As long as Brother Wang agrees to help, you can ask for anything."

"My request is very simple. For the next two months, don't bother me unless the sky falls."

"Absolutely no problem, I swear!"

"Okay, let's go to the armory."

In the next few days, Wang Bingquan and Liu Luming lived and boarded in the ordnance factory, studying blueprints day and night. Fortunately, Wang Bingquan still had a little research on artillery, although it was only limited to the realm of eyes.

Finally, with less than one day left in the deadline, the two cobblers finally came up with a decent cannon.

The two of them took a team and went out of the city overnight to test-fire a wave, and the results were quite in line with expectations.

"Brother Wang, if it's just this effect, I'm afraid it won't be able to deter others."

Liu Luming was obviously not very satisfied with the power of the cannonball, he really couldn't understand why Wang Gangquan designed the cannon barrel to be thin and long.

Wang Gangquan said disapprovingly: "You know what, some things are useless if they are thick, the most important thing is to grow."

"What brother Wang said is very true, but why do I feel that you are not talking about artillery?" Liu Luming's thirst for knowledge is obviously very strong.

"Don't worry about what I'm talking about, the cannonball fired by the gun barrel commander will be far and accurate. Just imagine, the opponent's range is two miles, and our side is four miles. If we really want to fight, can we shoot them out of their range?" Did they fight?"

"This seems to make sense."

After thinking for a long time, Liu Luming finally understood.People are easily bound by fixed thinking, always wanting to do things in the direction of greater power, but will lose the opportunity.

……

The next day, more than [-] guards of the capital left the capital in mighty force and headed straight for the southern suburbs.

The southern suburb is the Royal Academy, where the court guards and Jinghu guards train here on weekdays. This is a plain with no shelter, which is most suitable for test shooting.

Wang Pingquan sat side by side with the emperor and the envoys of Donghan.

Seeing that the preparations were complete, Wang Gingquan made a gesture to Liu Luming who was not far away. After receiving the order, Liu Luming strode towards the cannon with his head high, and took off the white cloth covering it, revealing his true face underneath.

After seeing the cannon, the emperor and his envoys all showed strange faces. It was the first time they saw such a strange cannon.

Wang Gangquan didn't explain to them, and just made another hand gesture. Immediately afterwards, three or four officers and soldiers cooperated quickly to complete the entire loading process.

As Liu Luming ignited the fuze, a burst of flames flashed across the muzzle, and a deafening roar sounded throughout the school grounds. Then, everyone saw a target ten miles away, which was directly blown to pieces.

The expressions of the Eastern Han envoys at this moment are extremely exciting. The range of the "Raksha Cannon" they are proud of is only four miles.

Before he could finish digesting it, the next scene left him dumbfounded again:

Three or four people quickly completed the next wave of loading. After slightly adjusting the angle, another shell was fired, this time hitting a target sixteen miles away.

……

The envoy, who was overwhelmed for a long time, subconsciously asked: "May I have a closer look at your country's artillery?"

He couldn't believe that this strange-shaped thing could hit so far and accurately.

"That's impossible, it's a military secret."

Wang Gingquan spoke unceremoniously, regardless of the embarrassment on the other side's face.

No need to think about it, how could such a powerful artillery allow him, an envoy from a foreign country, to watch it at close range.

(End of this chapter)