Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 101 Money, money, my little money! (Subscribe)

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The cannons roared, and solid balls flew out and landed in the target area.

The momentum was very majestic, but the result was indeed a bit disappointing.

Each gun fired two shells. Among more than forty guns of various types, less than 1/10 of the shells fell into the target area, and even fewer hit the target.

Zhu Zhanjun looked at it and shook his head secretly, but the old man and the generals looked at it with satisfaction and nodded repeatedly.

These generals have all used artillery and naturally understand the accuracy and power of these things.

To be honest, most of the current artillery on the battlefield is used to show off its strength and scare the enemy, but it is not really that lethal.

After the artillery finished firing, the old man looked at Zhu Zhanjun expectantly: "Okay, we've seen it all, it's time to take out your new stuff."

When everyone heard this, they looked at the old man curiously.

The old man pointed at Zhu Zhanjun and said, "This kid doesn't think highly of our weapons and artillery, and insisted on having others study them. Now that we have some samples, let's take a look and see what they are like."

After listening to the old man's story, many people laughed.

When it came to commanding battles, they admitted that the young prince was very talented, but when it came to making new weapons, everyone chuckled.

They don't believe that someone would really max out all the talents.

Zhu Zhanjun did not explain and waved the flag in his hand.

Soon, under the curious expressions of the crowd, new things were pushed out one after another.

Zhu Zhanjun pointed down and introduced to the old man and others: "There are a total of six new weapons on display this time, including muskets, two types of cannons, soldiers' throwing weapons, improved swarms, and our big killer weapons that are still in the experimental stage."

The old man took a look at it, but couldn't figure out what was going on, so he said directly: "Try it. If the effect is satisfactory, I will consider increasing investment in production."

Zhu Zhanjun didn't say much. Even if he talked a lot of nonsense, these big guys would not be interested unless they saw the actual effect.

The most realistic one is the imperial court. If they don't see any results, they won't invest money or manpower.

Zhu Zhanjun stepped off the stage and said to the craftsmen standing next to the weapons, "Everyone, whether you can get more investment to allow you to research newer weapons depends on your performance today."

Several people clasped their fists and said, "Please rest assured, Your Highness. We will definitely fulfill our mission."

Soon, the artillery field was cleared.

The first to be demonstrated was the new type of musket.

Following the officer's command, ten soldiers quickly loaded their weapons and aimed at the jars and cans in the distance.

"Fire!"

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of gunfire rang out, and 50 steps away, many pottery jars shattered.

Such a simple loading and shooting method made the old man's eyes light up.

As a veteran with rich battlefield experience, he saw the benefits of this weapon at a glance.

In the past, most soldiers fired muskets by hand, without any aiming. Whether they hit the target or not depended entirely on luck.

However, with this new type of musket, soldiers could actually take simple aim like a crossbow before shooting.

More importantly, the shooting method is just as Zhu Zhanjun said, there is no need to ignite the fuse, it can be fired directly and immediately.

After firing a round, the soldiers quickly reloaded their ammunition and continued firing rapidly.

"Bang bang bang..."

While shooting, the ten soldiers also changed formations and demonstrated the use of various weapons.

After ten rounds of firing, most of the densely packed pottery jars fifty steps away were broken into pieces.

Zhu Zhanjun did not explain, but asked ten soldiers who were also holding muskets to shoot at the side, so that everyone could see the gap between the two sides with their own eyes.

"This weapon has a very high accuracy, and it doesn't require a fuse, so it's a lot lighter."

"That's right. And you see, there are short blades in front of their gun muzzles. So when facing the enemy in close combat, these musketeers will not be powerless to resist and can only rely on their muskets to smash."

A veteran nodded and added: "Speed ​​is more important."

He raised his hand and pointed at the soldiers on both sides, commenting: "With the old-style muskets, the elite veterans can only fire once every 20 to 30 breaths. But with these new-style muskets, I just calculated in my mind that they can fire once in about 15 breaths."

"On the battlefield, one extra step faster can save your life or deal a fatal blow to the enemy."

"How many legions can withstand huge casualties without collapsing? The faster our army can attack, the sooner the enemy will collapse."

Listening to the discussion of the generals around him, Zhu Zhanjun turned around and smiled, "There is one thing you haven't considered yet."

"Your Highness, Second Royal Grandson, in which aspect?" Everyone was curious. Could it be that they had overlooked something?

Under the doubts of the old man and others, Zhu Zhanjun slowly said: "To train an archer, you need to practice arm strength from a young age, and you need several years of bow and arrow shooting experience. Even for a crossbowman, it takes about a year of practice."

He raised his hand and pointed at the musket, "But the musket is different. It's simple to operate and easy to learn. Even a woman who knows nothing can pick up a weapon and fight after a few days of short training." A look of surprise flashed across the faces of the old man and others.

If this is true, then if each of the millions of officers and soldiers in the Ming Dynasty's garrisons is equipped with one such weapon, they can quickly form real combat effectiveness.

By then, the Ming Dynasty's million-strong army would not only have tens of thousands of elite troops that were combat-ready.

"How much does it cost?"

Xia Yuanji, who always cared about prices, asked quickly.

Zhu Zhanjun did not answer, but smiled and said: "Minister Xia, please finish reading the following first, and then I will introduce them one by one."

Xia Yuanji's eyelids twitched. He had a bad feeling that among these new weapons, this new musket should be the cheapest.

Zhu Zhanjun didn't say it now because he was afraid that he couldn't accept the price. When he found out about other prices later, he would think that this musket was too cheap.

As the musketeers finished their demonstration, two new types of cannon were pushed out, still aiming at those targets.

The first to open fire was the light artillery. With a loud bang, a bullet flew out.

There was a series of loud bangs and crackling sounds, and the target area, which was several meters wide, was directly penetrated by the shells, and several water tanks and large pottery jars on the road shattered.

Through the old man's telescope, he saw that the shell penetrated the target, flew dozens of steps, and stopped only after hitting the ground.

"it is good!"

The old man applauded and was very satisfied with the new artillery.

Not to mention anything else, just the accuracy alone surpasses the Zhankou Jiangjun Cannon used by the Shenji Camp.

But it's not over yet.

After finishing shooting, the artillerymen quickly cleaned the barrel and reloaded. When everything was ready, the gunner adjusted the elevation angle and pointed the muzzle obliquely into the distance.

At the same time, a cavalryman was standing by with a flag in hand.

Boom! Another cannon shot rang out, and the shell flew out. Everyone could clearly see an arc as it flew away into the distance.

"Hiss! It can actually fly so far."

Seeing the extremely long range, some officials who were familiar with artillery gasped, and the generals' eyes sparkled.

The cavalry ran quickly and soon stopped in an area. They dismounted, picked up an iron ball, held it high, and waved a flag at the same time.

"My God, this is at least two miles away."

The exclamation sounded again.

A general with a keen eye shook his head and corrected: "About three miles."

"Oh my god, Sanli, if this is used on the enemy, they will go crazy. They can't hit them and can only suffer the bombing."

Zhu Zhanjun smiled slightly and said to the veterans: "Don't worry, this is just a light artillery, the next one is the important guy."

Zhu Zhanjun waved the command flag, and next to the light artillery, the heavy artillery, which was a lot larger in size, made a loud noise that made people temporarily deaf.

A cannonball whizzed out, aiming at a makeshift city wall.

After the city wall was hit, a large piece of the wall surface was directly dented, and the entire wall was shaken and the soil fell straight down.

But this was just the beginning, and it ended with the second, third, and fourth gunshots.

The target, which was a 1:1 replica of the real city wall, finally couldn't withstand the bombardment and collapsed with a loud bang.

"What a great national weapon."

The old man patted Zhu Zhanjun's shoulder vigorously, his eyes filled with excitement and ecstasy.

He couldn't help but think that if major cities and border fortresses were equipped with such heavy weapons, the barbarians on the grassland would probably be blown to pieces and cry for their parents before they even get close to the city walls.

"anything else!"

Zhu Zhanjun seemed to want to scare these old guys to death completely. He smiled slightly and raised the command flag again.

The artillerymen, who had been ready long ago, received Zhu Zhanjun's signal and fired two cannons at the same time, aiming at a new target.

The old man and the generals looked a little confused. They were all firing cannons, so was there any difference?

But the next moment, a violent explosion in the target area completely stunned them.

Looking at the target that was knocked over by the explosion, the old man and the officials couldn't help but widen their eyes and mutter to themselves: "So you can play with shells like this."

Xia Yuanji's eyes were wide open and he kept muttering.

However, what he was muttering was different from what everyone else was saying. Zhu Zhanji standing next to him could clearly hear what Minister Xia was muttering non-stop.

"Money, money, my little money."

(End of this chapter)