Chapter 171: Bottom Expansion Bomb

The Qing soldiers threw out their torches, and the scarlet flames burned, and the houses of peasants, rich peasants, and small landowners were set on fire, and soon they became a raging fire that engulfed the entire village. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The villagers tried to rush out to put out the fire, but were stopped by the wolf-like green battalion soldiers, and could only watch their homes fall into flames.

It was not enough to see their food looted, even their homes that had lived for generations were burned down, and the villagers fell to their knees and wept. Several brave villagers stood up, and one of them shouted angrily: "Is there any heavenly reason? I can't live anymore! Horizontal and vertical are all death, what are we afraid of? ”

More than a dozen brave villagers rushed out of the crowd, trying to grab their knives and resist. But how could these unarmed villagers be the opponents of the Green Battalion? In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen bloody human heads fell to the ground.

The leader of the Eight Banners pointed to the headless corpse and the hanging human head on the ground, and roared hoarsely: "You Diao people, take care of it!" We, General Bahai, are kind-hearted and can't bear to kill you! But instead of trying to repay your kindness, you tried to attack the officers and soldiers! This is a rebellion! The first evil of the rebellion has been punished! Who else would dare to stand up and try it! Look at these Diao! If you don't have a way to live, you have to go a dead end! ”

More than a dozen young men were immediately cut and killed, and the rest of the villagers were frightened, and no one dared to stand up except for howling and crying.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and it has reached the point where it cannot be extinguished. Seeing their homes destroyed, the villagers hugged their heads and cried, but they were afraid of the knives of the Qing army, and no one dared to stand up again. Blazing fire reddened half of the sky, and smoke rushed into the sky.

Seeing that the villagers were honest, the leader of the Eight Banners shouted: "General Bahai has shown you a way to live!" Go south! If you still want to live, go all the way south and go to find Wu Laogou! ”

After speaking, the Eight Banners Counselor took the Eight Banners and the Green Battalion soldiers away, leaving behind the villagers who knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

"We don't have a way to live! Is there any heavenly reason! An old man with gray hair cried.

Someone said, "We're all right!" The officers and soldiers opened the embankment of the Yellow River, and the counties in the south were called miserable! How many people were swept away by the flood! Those who survived starved to death in countless numbers. ”

"Let's go south, maybe it's a way to live." A man who looked like a local patriarch said.

When the fire gradually became smaller, the villagers rushed into the village and brought water to put out the fire. The flames gradually extinguished, and finally the villagers extinguished the fire, and they rushed into the ruins to find something to live, but the whole village was burned to the ground, and there was hardly anything to eat from under the rubble.

"Let's go, let's go south." The patriarch said with tears in his eyes.

Hundreds of villagers made the journey south, most of them carrying a grain of dry food, most of whom had nothing on them. Along the way, countless villages were burned down, and more and more villagers merged into the fleeing crowd, gathering into a team of more than 100,000 people. People dragged their heavy steps and stumbled south for refuge.

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On the other side of the Huangpu River in Shanghai, the Pudong area of later generations.

At the gate of a building guarded by barracks and forts, the gate was marked with several large characters of the Shanghai Gun Research Institute, and at the door stood an elite soldier wearing heavy armor, holding rifled guns, and hanging a thunderbolt on his waist. This research institute was originally a research institute under the jurisdiction of the Dongfan Gun Factory, and now it has all moved to Shanghai. Along with the institute moved to Shanghai, there were also Dai Cang, Dai Zi and his son, Xu Zhengming, Xue Fengzuo, Mei Wending, Song Shihui, Song Shiyi brothers and other famous contemporary scientists.

Wang Yu stood on the edge of the shooting range of the research institute, and several firearms of different styles were placed on the table in front of him. Wang Yu heard that the bottom expansion bomb, that is, the Mini bomb, had been successfully developed, so he made a special trip.

"Dashuai!" Xue Fengzuo opened a box, pointed to the box and said, "The students have built a machine that can shape and make bullets, and this is the latest bottom-expanding bullet. This bullet is slightly smaller than the caliber, which solves the problem that rifled guns are difficult to load! With this bullet, rifled guns, which were originally able to fire only one bullet per minute, can be more efficient from firing four to six rounds per minute. ”

Dai Cang, who was on the side, smiled and picked up another gun, pointed at the gun and introduced: "Four to six rounds a minute is too slow!" My improved breech-loading musket can fire 10 to 15 rounds a minute! And also rifled guns! ”

Xue Fengzuo laughed: "Mr. Dai, your rear gun is not good at all!" The cost is too high! Because of the air leakage problem, the range is too close! My bottom expansion bullet is loaded into a rifled gun, and the accurate range can reach one hundred and fifty paces! The effective range is about two hundred paces! The maximum range can reach 400 steps! Your rear-loading gun is expensive, the air leakage is serious, the range is too close, the old man has also tried your gun, the accurate range is only 70 steps, only half of my bottom expansion bullet! ”

"Uncle Xue, but you didn't improve the musket, only the bullet!" Dai Zi said unconvinced, "This is a fast gun developed by our father and son, and the rate of fire is not slower than that of a bow and arrow!" ”

"Hahaha!" Xue Fengzuo laughed and said, "Just because I only improved the bullets, it turns out that some of the rifled guns equipped by our army can be used!" The rate of fire has increased a lot! And many ordinary flintlock guns can become rifled guns as long as they are rifled! Even the bird guns captured from the Tartars, the ones of good quality and uniform caliber, pulled out of the rifling, replaced with a flintlock machine, and combined with my bullets, are all powerful rifled guns! The rate of fire has increased a lot, and the cost is much lower than yours! What kind of rear loading guns of yours, not to mention the price, the range is less than half of ours! ”

The bottom expansion bomb is the Mini bomb. The previous rifled guns could not use mini bullets because the bullet manufacturing technology was not up to standard, the accuracy of the bullet caliber was too low, and different bullet calibers could not be the same, and the error could not be minimized at that time. Now Xue Fengzuo has improved the machinery, used mathematical methods to make accurate calculations, and with the help of Song Shihui and Song Shiyi brothers in materials science, he has solved the problem of hanging lead, so that the Mini bullet can be put into mass production.

Wang Yu nodded and said: "There is a biggest advantage of using the bottom expansion bullet, not only can the rifled guns we currently use can use this bullet to increase the rate of fire, but also a large number of smoothbore flintlock guns that we currently serve can be changed to rifled guns, and even the captured Tartar muskets can be changed!" This cost is very low, and it can be put into use in large quantities right away! Imagine if our musketeer squad were all armed with such bullets and could shoot at a group of cavalry from a distance of two hundred paces, would the Tartar cavalry be able to rush to them? ”

Xue Fengzuo stroked his beard with a smile: "It's still our practicality!" ”

"No!" Wang Yu shook his head and said, "This may not be!" This clan thought that it was still necessary to mass-produce rear-loading guns! ”