Chapter Seventy-Three: The Beginning of Mechanization

The terrifying riding wall was approaching at a speed of seven meters per second, the earth trembled under his feet, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves in his ears, and the legs of all the Dalit soldiers or the soldiers of the Dangko Battalion trembled. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

They want to turn around.

They want to escape.

Even if they knew that this was a temptation, they couldn't bear the fear in their hearts, the galloping horses would not stop all at once, as long as the cavalry on horseback was a moment late, the war horses with great impact force would knock them into the air and smash them under the hooves, and their life and death depended only on luck. Instinct told them that they should run away, but reason told them that they couldn't, because once they did, they would lose everything they had just gained, including their families, and they would return to their life as if there was never a day, and this moment would be incomparably long for all the soldiers of the camp of Bandits.

Yang Feng looked at it expressionlessly.

The distance between the cavalry and the camp quickly narrowed to less than ten meters, and at the same time, all the cavalry took the reins, and the four hooves of the galloping war horses suddenly stopped, and then the huge inertia made all the war horses slide forward in the sand with their four hooves in a recoiling posture, accompanied by the neighing of the war horses, and the sound of violent friction sounded instantly.

All the soldiers in the first few rows of the Bandit Battalion screamed almost subconsciously, and then made a forward motion.

Some even turned around and fled.

At the same time, those war horses stopped in front of them, but a few of them crashed straight into the soldiers of the camp because they were held a little late, looking at those companions who were knocked away, a few in the back row finally couldn't bear the fear and ran away, but fortunately, these war horses also stopped immediately.

"Anyone who escapes will be removed from the camp and sent back to their original place with their families, and all those who do not escape will be rewarded with one or two taels of silver, and those who are killed and injured by horses will be counted as meritorious service for war death!"

Yang Feng said.

With that, he turned his horse's head and continued southward, and immediately behind him sounded the wails of the fleeing men.

Of course, the emperor will not be moved by their cries, if he wants to make the soldiers become his war machine, he must be ruthless, he must let these soldiers turn obedience to his orders into an ability, into something engraved in the brain, otherwise what kind of loyalty? He gave these people everything, then he is also qualified to ask these people to give everything for him, and those who run away for fear of being killed by the horses of the Jinyi Guard, then the cavalry who goes to the battlefield to face the enemy will also run away. Although they don't have weapons in their hands, they also know that the Jinyi Guards won't really hit them, and the enemy will really hit them when they go to the battlefield, and they will hit them with spears, so why do they believe that they won't run away because they have weapons in their hands?

His Majesty the Emperor, who had completed the inspection of the Dangkou camp, continued to go south with the Jinyi Guard, as for training or something......

Did the emperor personally train the army?

Besides, the weapons of this army have not really been equipped yet, and now they are only half-finished!

"How many have you made?"

In the afternoon of the next day, His Majesty the Emperor appeared at the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry in Shanhaiguan, and then directly asked Song Yingxing, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry.

"Back to Your Majesty, eight hundred and fifty have been made so far, and recently the south has sent some craftsmen, and then it is estimated that it can reach the speed of ten per day, and there is no problem with one thousand before the end of the year, but the craftsmen in the south are also very lacking, and with the rebellion to the south, they also lack ordnance there, and the Ministry of Industry in Nanjing has written to request the suspension of dispatching craftsmen to the line."

Song Yingxing said.

Just after Dolgon and Yang Feng were in Jidong, Li Zicheng simply went to Luoyang to see the excitement.

In fact, the Shun army has completely abandoned the north of the Yellow River, anyway, they have robbed all over the Zhili region, and those gentry who want to achieve a foundation are not welcome, at this time, the gentry from all over Shandong are responding to the call of the Qing Dynasty to organize their own group training and play, and even Yan Shenggong is wearing paper armor to share the worries of the court, so the activities of the Shun army are becoming more and more difficult. Li Zicheng simply retreated to the south of the Yellow River, leaving the north to Dolgon and the dog emperor dog eat dog, while he was gearing up to rob Yangzhou, from Zhengding all the way south to him, just like the past snowballing growth, countless Zhili poor people and bandits joined the command of King Chuang, a good life to fight local tyrants, when Emperor Yongchang of Dashun came to his eastern capital Luoyang, the army with him has swelled to 300,000.

He was resurrected with full blood.

And Liu Zongmin also gave up Taiyuan.

The major wealthy families led by the Fan family in Jinzhong continued to engage him, and when the enemy couldn't even eat on his back, Liu Zongmin couldn't withstand Jiang Jiu's Han-Mongolian coalition army, so he simply withdrew to Linfen.

It's just that Liu Zongmin, who was tyrannical by nature, in order to vent his anger, opened a killing ring when he left, and the clan of the Jin merchants in his hometown led by Fan Yongdou was almost slaughtered by him, and Fan Yudong, the nephew of Fan Yongdou, the loyal and righteous uncle of the Qing Dynasty, that is, the eldest son of Fan Yongkui, who was originally the head of the Fan family, was caught by Liu Zongmin, and directly lit the sky lantern in the Fan family's mansion, and then all the men, women and children left behind by the Fan family were encircled inside, and a fire was burned clean.

But in this way, the pressure on the Jiangnan gentry increased suddenly.

It is said that the Shun army forward has approached Bozhou.

"How can this be done, is it important here or are they important there? If they can't do it there, there is still the Yangtze River moat, and I am almost a hundred miles away from here is the enemy country, don't they even understand the priorities? I plan to reprimand King Tang, and ask him if he hopes that I will have some accidents? ”

Yang Feng said sternly.

It's not your own that you're making enemy countries a hundred miles away, and now it's you who are making people scared, not Dolgon, threatening your safety, okay?

Li Yutian sneered.

Of course, the holy decree still has to be issued, but the tone can't be so direct, Li Shoufu also knows that this craftsman must fight, since Wu Sangui defeated Dolgon, who was once a nightmare for him with mortars and flowering shells in eastern Hebei, now the generals of the Ming army have understood that a hundred sour Xiucai who is full of poetry and books is not as effective as a craftsman who can cast flowering bullets for them as a whole.

The reason why I played so thrilling last time was because the Ming army was short of shells.

Neat casting hollow pig iron balls is a real technical work, Da Ming Xing in all craftsmen will pick out a total of four will, if there are four hundred, the Ming army will smash the flower bullet smash, but also smash out of every battle will win.

As for the South......

The south is about their, and besides, isn't there still a moat on the Yangtze River!

"And what about my cannons?"

Yang Feng asked again.

"Your Majesty, please."

Song Yingxing hurriedly said.

Yang Feng's cannon is actually Napoleon's six-pounder field gun, which is his future battalion-level artillery, in his design, the new army should take the army as the combat unit, the brigade as the tactical unit, and the battalion as the basic unit, the army is the nature of the front army, mainly responsible for operations in a strategic direction, and his opponents are not worthy of the group army in these years. Then a subordinate infantry cavalry of a corps has multiple brigades, and the brigade is the main unit of mobilization during the operation, and the brigade is a 12-pound or 9-pound gun, and the battalion is the most basic combat unit, and each battalion is equipped with two six-pound or 4-and-a-half-pound guns, as for his 20-pound mortars, this is a military dependent, and the output of flowering shells is very limited.

Soon Yang Feng saw what he wanted in the arsenal in Xiluo City.

Two small bronze cannons.

Made exactly as he asked, using modern copper and tin supplied by him to make bronze in optimal proportions, and then casting cannons in these bronzes, with a double-wheel gun carriage, behind which was a high and low machine made of crucibles to melt the steel he supplied, in effect a turntable screw brace.

The most important thing is that the breeches of these two cannons are machined.

A special hydraulic reaming machine, on the bank of the Shihe River, a specially dug channel, with a large drop, the water flow drives the wooden runner and then drives the gear set, the gear set drives a long shaft mounted on the bearing, and the front end of the long shaft is equipped with two half-moon adjustable scrapers to form an effect similar to a drill bit, anyway, it is not a problem to take the bronze hardness of the steel drill. Place the bronze cannon with a rough barrel on the parallel base below, and push it forward along the slide rail with a screw, and the spindle with the knife also keeps moving forward, and finally drills a smooth standard circular bore that goes straight to the inside. Of course, it's just a relative circle, in fact, it's still far away, and it is estimated that the error can be called madness in modern times, after all, if you turn like this, even if there are two modern bearings stuck, the swing of the shaft in rotation is inevitable, and this thing has to be turned to do it, but then the technical difficulty is too high.

Fortunately, it doesn't turn fast.

"The minister is going to rework all the old copper cannons, this kind of machinery is too easy to use."

Song Yingxing said.

There was also a third cannon in progress on the original boring machine in front of him.

A craftsman sat at the tail of the thing and carefully shook the wheel, which pushed the base of a double slide, and carried the cannon on it forward at a barely visible speed, and in front of it a huge water wheel was propelled by the river to rotate, with the main shaft spinning at a speed that was not too high, and the inside of the cannon kept going deeper and deeper.

"How long does it take to drill a cannon?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Three days."

Song Yingxing said.

Yang Feng was speechless for a moment, but after all, this is also the beginning of industrialization, even if this thing is pitifully inefficient, and it is even more shabby like a half-orc work in The Lord of the Rings, but this is also mechanized after all.

"If you get the kind of giant siege cannon I'm casting in Jinzhou, won't it be able to process it?"

He asked again suddenly.

"No, the barrel of this processing can't be too big, if it's too big, the strength of the water wheel is insufficient, and the head of this cutter can't get in at all, and the barrel of that kind of giant cannon can drill into adults, and it's impossible to drill at all, unless you build a bigger one."

Song Yingxing said honestly.

"Then find a way to build it!"

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

If you can build a large one, you can process his giant siege gun, and you can also bore the cylinder of a steam engine.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this matter will have to be postponed."

Song Yingxing said.

"Why?"

Yang Feng asked.

"Your Majesty, it looks like winter is going to fall right now, and it's going to freeze here."

Song Yingxing said.

"Huh?!"

Yang Feng suddenly remembered that he had forgotten a major event.

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