"The medicine ......" accompanied by the order of Li Yongtang, the commander of the artillery battalion, the medicine soldiers who had undergone countless trainings rushed to the muzzle of the gun with the silk fire * medicine bag in their hands and stuffed the medicine bag into it.

I saw that the medicine soldier used a long rod that had been sandwiched under the ribs and had countless strips of linen wrapped around it, and ruthlessly pressed the medicine bag into the bottom of the cannon chamber.

"Loading the projectile......" Li Yongtang gave the order again, and the soldier who was specially responsible for loading the bullet held a large iron ball and slowly put it into the muzzle.

Finally, the fuse soldier held a special sting needle in his left hand, stabbed down the pouch along the fuse opening behind the barrel, and poked it several times.

Then, with a special slender tweezer, the fuse was caught in the greased fuse, and forcefully stuffed it into the medicine bag, before releasing the tweezers and flashing aside.

After all the preparations were ready, Li Yongtang waved the small red flag in his hand and waved the flag to the rear according to the prescribed gestures.

Li Zhongyi glanced at the squeezing Xinxiang in the guard's hand, well, the training is quite hard, and it will be ready in about a minute.

The flag officer, who had been staring at Li Zhongyi, saw that the lord raised his chin to him and nodded, and the flag officer immediately played the flag slogan: Start.

"They all spread out twenty feet away, and lay down." Li Yongtang ordered the artillery crew to disperse first, and then stared intently at the fuse soldier after lighting the fuse, and then led the fuse soldier to turn around and run.

Yang Wushuang found that the people in the artillery battalion under Li Yongtang seemed to be chased by a hungry tiger, spreading their feet and running for their lives, and couldn't help but wonder why this was?

After a seemingly long wait, "Boom......" heard an earth-shattering loud noise, and Yang Wushuang was still stunned despite being killed for a long time, and looked stupidly at the gun carriage that was filled with white smoke, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Li Zhongyi, who had already been mentally prepared, couldn't help but gasp, and the scene that appeared in the monocular made him have mixed feelings, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The gun carriage was crooked on the shore of the pier, and a wheel hub did not know where it flew, and the originally straight barrel was suddenly blown open a big gap, which was extremely hideous. Obviously, this is a blown bore.

Li Zhongyi let out a long breath, fortunately, fortunately, he had been worried about the explosion, and formulated a strict safety order in advance, and none of the artillerymen were killed or injured.

Although Li Zhongyi had prepared for a long time, the scene was still shocking and unbearable.

After a while, Li Yongtang was ordered to rush to Li Zhongyi's side, and after hanging his chest and saluting, Li Yongtang opened his mouth and said, "It seems that there is too much medicine." ”

Li Zhongyi nodded, shook his head again, frowned, and stared at the careful thought: more than half of the 300 inferior guns that were improperly cast were used to experiment with the proportion of fixed gunpowder, but the results of the experiment were doubly disappointing.

The broken barrel, just like the tofu scum project, cannot withstand the destruction of particle gunpowder at all, and as long as it is ignited, it must be a tragedy of exploding.

But the problem is that the charge is too small, and the iron pellet can only fly out ten zhang away, which is far worse than the effective range of the Divine Arm Crossbow, and it cannot achieve the effect of bombarding the enemy at all.

At first, oiled paper was used to bind the fire* packets. However, after repeated experiments, when lighting the fuse, the oiled paper powder bag has obvious drawbacks: too much gunpowder and paper scraps remain in the barrel of the blast chamber.

The more medicine left in the chamber, the higher the risk of exploding the chamber, and it is impossible for Li Zhongyi not to understand this basic truth.

Based on the logic of waste utilization, Li Zhongyi experimented with various packets of medicines, and finally reminded him to use silk by chance.

That night, when the maid came up with a candle to hold the lamp, Li Zhongyi, who turned around suddenly, bumped it, and the candle immediately burned a big hole in the maid's silk skirt, and the edge of the big hole showed no signs of scorching black, but it was rolled up badly.

It's really a coincidence, Li Zhongyi, who has always had something on his mind, immediately thought of the top of the package of drugs. After the experiment, the silk medicine bag really had the least residue of the combustion explosion.

After Yang Wushuang was extremely shocked, he muttered to himself: "It's so powerful, if it's used to bombard the city gate, I don't know how many hits it can withstand?" ”

Failure is the mother of success, Li Zhongyi is convinced of this sentence, if the artillery is so easy to succeed, it will not be called: the god of the army.

In the modern history of the world, the first person to use breech artillery was actually Napoleon. The courage and skill of concentrating on artillery, especially large-caliber artillery, allowed Napoleon to shine in the Battle of Toulon and eventually sweep across the continent.

Li Zhongyi's idea is actually very simple, when fighting with the Khitan, the strike weapons of about 300 meters are mainly the Divine Arm Crossbow, and the Li Clan's return cannon is covered with a round of "cocktail" near 200 meters.

It's just that the Li Hui Cannon is certainly incredibly powerful, and under the rapid impact of the Khitans, there is only one chance to fire one round.

At about 100 meters, it is not impossible to use the Divine Arm Crossbow, but this will destroy the integrity of the gun and shield array, and it is easy to be broken through by the cavalry column that has escaped the net.

According to the assumption, if the attack task within 100 meters is handed over to the artillery that is not yet capable of long-range attack, and a round of solid iron bullets is fired, then the formation of the cavalry charge will inevitably be disrupted.

With the help of the cover of the horse rejection formation, if the artillery battalion can fire another round of shotguns, hehe, Li Zhongyi will be very satisfied!

"Alas, it's a pity!" Li Zhongyi shook his head and sighed, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is extremely skinny, after all, good things are grinding, and the first cry of the official appearance of the artillery ended in a bombing, which is really regrettable.

Yang Wushuang noticed that Li Zhongyi's interest was not high, and he was about to persuade him, but he saw Li Zhongyi turn his head and order Li Yongtang, "According to the map, find out the name of this artillery truck, kill all the Gaoli slaves in charge, and drag them to the mass grave to feed the wild dogs!" ”

"I want to see, is it the hard head of these Goryeo slaves, or the hard knife of Lao Tzu?" Li Zhongyi's eyes were extremely ruthless, Li Yongtang couldn't help but hold his breath, his heart was pounding, in order to build a qualified artillery car, the Gaolinu in the artillery battalion had already cut off more than two hundred heads.

When Yang Wushuang heard this, he couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at Li Zhongyi in disbelief. Although he is not in charge of the army, Li Zhongyi is not a person who loves to kill, and most of the punishments for the violators in the barracks are mainly military sticks, unless it is a crime of disobedience and other mortal crimes.

Li Zhongyi just didn't see Yang Wushuang's surprised eyes, it is definitely not okay to kill innocents indiscriminately, but the pursuit of responsibility after the accident is a necessary sanction.

Once a weapon, especially the vital artillery, explodes during a battle, it is not only as simple as killing or wounding the officers and men of the artillery battalion, but is also likely to shake the morale of the troops.

Even if Li Jiajun is known for his discipline and not being afraid of death, if the artillery frequently explodes when the battle is about to go, then I am afraid that the enemy has not yet charged closer, and his own position will be chaotic.

The general will inevitably die in battle, and the crockpot will not be broken from the well. Swords, guns and arrows don't have long eyes, and no one dares to guarantee that they will not be killed by cold arrows, or stabbed to death by cold guns.

The problem is that killing the enemy and sacrificing it, that is to die well, and the generous pension treatment makes everyone basically have no worries.

However, because of the casualties caused by the explosion of the artillery, the warriors will inevitably have selfish thoughts: Isn't that the most wrong?

As he led the troops for a long time, Li Zhongyi himself realized that his heart was getting harder and harder, and he was getting more and more ruthless.

Quality is life, rather than cutting off the head of your own compatriot robe, it is better to simply use it and borrow the head of the Goryeo slaves.

Who said it was useless to kill? The Tongwan city that Li Zhongyi won was the first fortified city in the desert built by King Helian Bobo by borrowing the heads of Han slaves, and it was also the first fortified city in this era.

One inch into the city wall, that is, killing all the craftsmen and people who built this wall, this is indeed very bloody and cruel. However, the effect is extremely obvious, otherwise, why is it called Tongwan City?

At present, although there are endless accidents in the bore of artillery, the increasingly smooth inner wall of the cannon and the more and more standard clay molds of the cannon are all based on the heads of the Gorinu.

Without waiting for Yang Wushuang to think it through, Li Zhongyi's second order had already been issued to Li Yongtang, he raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "The officers who supervise this group of artillery trucks will each be demoted by one level and fined for one year, and the soldiers will be fined for one month, and they will be ordered to treat their crimes and make meritorious contributions to see the after-effects." ”

Li Yongtang sighed secretly in his heart, since he participated in the construction of artillery, the officers of the entire artillery battalion, including himself, have been demoted to two levels and fined more than two years.

"Whoa." Li Yongtang replied with an awe-inspiring expression, he is now the acting commander of the capital level, and if he continues to be demoted, he is afraid that he will be demoted to the team level.

However, in Li Yongtang's heart, Li Zhongyi has always been a person with clear rewards and punishments. As long as the quality of the artillery is up to standard and usable, and they do not continue to blow up their guns, the officers and men who have made meritorious contributions in their artillery battalions will not only be reinstated, but may also be exceptionally promoted to two or more levels.

"My lord, the records of the cannons are very complete, so I will return to the camp at the end, discuss the mistakes with the craftsmen, and slowly improve them."

Li Yongtang, formerly known as Li Goudan, was a coppersmith before joining the army in Hechi, and was given the name Yongtang by Li Zhongyi because of his military exploits.

The reason why Li Zhongyi took a fancy to Li Yongtang was that in addition to Li Yongtang's identity as a confidant and guard, the most important thing was that this kid was not only a coppersmith, but also delicate and could endure loneliness.

Having said that, no matter how smart a talent engaged in scientific research is, if he can't bear loneliness and doesn't have indomitable perseverance, he can't be of great use.

This time, he came in a hurry and returned in defeat, Li Zhongyi's mood was somewhat low, and Yang Wushuang and others might also be in a good mood.

Everyone didn't expect that in the process of making artillery, the Gaoli slaves lost their heads, and the officers and soldiers of the artillery battalion lost their rank and treatment, as for being so harsh?