Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 446: The road to improving the firearms encountered difficulties, and the problems piled up and the people were discouraged

As the morning light appeared, the chilly wind blew, as if it knew that something big was going to happen today.

The cold wind kept blowing, but it couldn't blow away the hot atmosphere in the camp.

In less than an incense stick of time, the skilled craftsmen in the army put down their work one after another.

They hurried over from all the tents and soon gathered together.

Everyone gathered around the unique mechanical device, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

The light seemed to have gathered together, illuminating the bright prospect of new changes in the Ming Dynasty's military power.

Everyone started to discuss heatedly, one after another.

The story of this matter has to start from when Chang Yuchun returned to the camp.

As soon as Chang Yuchun stepped into the camp, he couldn't wait for a moment and quickly sent people to summon several skilled and famous craftsmen in the army.

Everyone gathered in the spacious yet solemn tent, with Chang Yuchun standing in the center of the tent.

He waved his hand and pointed at the drawn blueprint with his sharp eyes.

Chang Yuchun was so excited that his cheeks flushed slightly. His voice was as loud as a bell as he spoke incessantly to the craftsmen.

"Everyone, I called you here today because of something very important!"

Chang Yuchun cleared his throat and glanced at everyone's faces one by one.

Seeing that all the craftsmen were staring at him intently, he continued, "A few days ago on the battlefield, I seized some weapons from the enemy. Guess what?

I actually discovered such an ingenious thing from it.

The Japanese generals have been unable to eat or drink these days, thinking: If we can apply this ingenuity to the firearms currently used by our army, maybe we can make them fire continuously! "

Chang Yuchun became more and more excited as he spoke, and his hands waved in the air unconsciously.

"Just think about it, if this really happened!

Our Ming army on that battlefield was like having gained an extremely sharp blade and an additional powerful killing weapon!

If those foreign enemies come to invade again in the future, we will use this musket to beat them so badly that they will piss their pants and cry for their parents.

Let's see who dares to look down on our Ming Dynasty in the future!"

As the craftsmen listened to Chang Yuchun's words, their eyes widened wider.

The excitement on their faces became more and more intense, and they were all rubbing their hands and nodding in agreement involuntarily.

It was as if the automatic musket had already been successfully developed and was being held in his hands to kill the enemy.

At this time, an elderly craftsman named Liu came in. He had been making weapons in the army for decades and had rich experience.

He stroked his gray beard and said excitedly: "My Lord, this is a great idea!
It would be amazing if the muskets currently in service could really fire continuously.

This is a great achievement that will leave a deep mark in the history of weapons of our Ming Dynasty.

Let's try it now and try to make this rapid-fire musket as soon as possible, so that the military might of our Ming Dynasty will be even greater!"

Upon hearing this, Chang Yuchun threw his head back and burst into laughter.

The laughter echoed in the tent, revealing endless joy.

"Okay! With your words, I feel relieved.

However, this has to be done in secret.

After all, we're not sure yet, and we can't let the news leak out and let others know.

If those with ill intentions find out and try to sabotage us, all our efforts will be in vain."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes, Duke, we understand!"

Therefore, the Firearms Institute and the military craftsmen organized by Chang Yuchun began to enthusiastically begin the improvement and research and development of the automatic musket.

In the tent, there were the sounds of hammers during the day and bright lights at night.

Everyone is focusing on this matter and hoping to see results soon.

However, the road to research and development is not smooth, it is really full of difficulties. Just like a rugged mountain road full of thorns, every step must be taken carefully, and you must be careful not to be stabbed and bleed.

One day, the craftsmen were testing the newly improved musket in the open space outside the tent. After a few "bangs", a puff of green smoke rose.

Then the musket stopped firing and no matter how it was fiddled with, there was no sound.

Everyone was stunned, and then they were so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads.

They circled around the malfunctioning musket again and again, but were at a loss as to what to do.

Chang Yuchun rushed over after hearing the news, his brows instantly wrinkled into a lump, and his face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out.

He walked around the malfunctioning musket several times, feeling extremely anxious and angry.

Chang Yuchun thought to himself, "What should I do?

When it came to the critical moment, something went wrong. Could it be that this method was wrong from the beginning?

No, we can't just give up like this!"

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After thinking about it, Chang Yuchun felt that the problem might be with the materials, so he decided to look around for better materials.

But we have tried all the existing materials in the army, but we can’t find any suitable ones. What should we do?
Chang Yuchun gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, deciding to do it at any cost.

Even if I have to go to the palace in person, I have to ask His Majesty for support.

When Chang Yuchun entered the palace, Zhu Yuanzhang was reviewing memorials in the imperial study.

Candlelight flickered in the imperial study, and Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and a crown on his head.

He was sitting behind the large desk, holding a red pen in his hand.

Sometimes he was in deep thought, sometimes he was writing, his expression was extremely focused.

Chang Yuchun came into the hall, bowed respectfully, and then asked Zhu Yuanzhang earnestly, "Your Majesty, the improvement of firearms is stuck at the stage of materials.

We have tried many materials, but none of them were ideal.

The musket stopped working after firing a few times in a row, it was just like a useless decoration.

I sincerely request Your Majesty to issue an order to mobilize skilled craftsmen from all over the country to help find the right materials.

Your Majesty, please think about it. This is a major matter concerning the security of the Ming Dynasty's border defense.

If the reform is successful, our Ming army will have a better chance of winning when foreign enemies invade in the future. I hope Your Majesty will grant your approval."

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he put down the red pen in his hand.

He frowned slightly, and there was a hint of thought in his deep eyes.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yuanzhang finally spoke: "Since Duke E is so determined, we should support him.

If this firearms improvement can really be accomplished, it will be of great benefit to the border defense of our Ming Dynasty.

Our Ming Dynasty country and people can also be more stable.

As soon as the day breaks, we will issue an order, instructing all places to cooperate with you and the Firearms Institute to find the materials.

Just go ahead and do it, but don’t let us down.”

Chang Yuchun hurriedly bowed again and thanked him, "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your grace. I will do my best to live up to your expectations!"

After saying this, he slowly retreated, feeling a little more at ease.

At this time, Chang Yuchun's footsteps became much lighter.

He hurried back to the camp and continued his work on improving the firearms.

However, there were still some conservative generals in the army who questioned Chang Yuchun's ideas.

Several generals gathered together that day. The leader, Zhao Yong, Marquis of Nanxiong, had a tightly frowned brow.

He advised with a worried look on his face: "My Lord, you are wasting so much manpower and material resources to make this new weapon. I think it is really inappropriate."

(End of this chapter)