The First Tyrant of Daxia

boom!

The loud gunshots sounded very loud in the night, and the forest, which had finally calmed down, became noisy and restless again.

Fortunately, Qin Yun's flintlock did not explode when he fired this time. Instead, black smoke from the burning gunpowder came out of the black barrel.

"Hit!"

Jinzhu said happily.

Ping Jianlou said nothing and felt like laughing.

Qin Yun looked at the bullet that penetrated the tree trunk and smiled helplessly.

He did hit the target, but the problem was that he was aiming at a big tree about a hundred meters away, but the bullet hit a big tree about eighty meters away.

This is definitely not because Qin Yun's accuracy is not good enough. Even if Qin Yun used brute force to throw a stone, it is impossible for the difference to be so huge.

This is a problem with the flintlock itself.

The accuracy is not very good and needs to be further adjusted.

Then the flintlock rifle was not powerful enough. Qin Yun's original target was a big tree a hundred meters away, but the flintlock rifle did not hit the place Qin Yun was aiming at at all.

It's not just because of the lack of accuracy, but also because the flintlock is not powerful enough to hit that far.

Moreover, even the big tree at a distance of 80 meters was only hit but not penetrated. This is enough to show that the power of the flintlock rifle was not enough.

The expected power of this one hundred meters was due to Qin Yun lowering the standard. Generally speaking, the distance of a flintlock rifle should be able to reach about two hundred meters.

However, this flintlock rifle did not even meet Qin Yun's expectations of lowering the standards, which was a great disappointment.

"It lacks power, accuracy, and effective killing range. It is also too heavy and very unstable."

Qin Yun pondered for a moment and gave his own evaluation.

When Qin Yun pulled the trigger just now, he felt the heat throbbing from the barrel and almost exploded out of the barrel.

Jin Zhu said with some shame: "Yes, Your Majesty, the power of this flintlock rifle is too weak, and the accuracy is insufficient. It is also limited by Daxia's craftsmanship. There is no way to make more sophisticated accessories."

Qin Yun also discovered this problem.

If we want to increase the power of the flintlock and make it more stable, we need to work on the hardware.

The reason why the West in the past was able to create powerful guns and artillery was because the improvement of industrial level solved the hard problem of accessories.

Although Daxia's national strength was growing, there had not been much improvement in its industrial level.

Qin Yun sighed: "It seems that it is still too difficult to create a musket out of thin air."

There are no muskets in this world. Qin Yun’s manufacturing is a castle in the air. It has no industrial foundation, so it will be very difficult.

"Jinzhu, don't stop researching the musket. Keep going. I will find a way to solve the problem of craftsmanship."

Qin Yun said, "Come with me to Granville Town tomorrow to check out the magnesium mines there and study how to make flash bombs."

Jinzhu nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

Qin Yun glanced at the flintlock in his hand, then put it back into the box.

This flintlock rifle poses no threat at all and is even less powerful than a high-explosive grenade.

But when Ping Jianlou looked at the flintlock rifle, a look of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I would also like to try this flintlock rifle, is that okay?" Ping Jianlou looked at Qin Yun expectantly.

Qin Yun smiled and said, "I agree."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Ping Jianlou showed a look of joy on his face. He quickly changed into armor, then took out the flintlock from the box and aimed it at a big tree fifty meters away.

He had just seen Qin Yun shooting, and knew that one hundred meters was the killing range that the flintlock rifle could not reach at present, and the power at eighty meters was not the strongest, so he chose a big tree fifty meters away as the killing range.

The goal is to shoot through the tree trunk with one shot.

Ping Jianlou aimed clumsily several times, then suddenly pulled the trigger.

However, the bullet did not shoot out. Instead, an inexplicable heat and throbbing came from the barrel.

Ping Jianlou felt a strong sense of crisis and hurriedly threw away the flintlock in his hand, then fell down.

As soon as it was thrown out, the flintlock exploded.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Mr. Feng quickly lifted Qin Yun's shoulders and retreated quickly.

A huge explosion sounded in the back mountain.

The armor of Pingjianlou, which was closest to the explosion range, was deflated.

Jin Zhu and others who were nearby fell to the ground in time and were not hurt, but they were covered in dirt and looked very embarrassed by the aftermath of the explosion.

"Oh my god, Jinzhu, are you making a musket or explosives?"

Ping Jianlou stood up from the ground, holding his waist. His armor was torn in many places and his head felt a little dizzy.

If Ping Jianlou had not reacted quickly enough and thrown the flintlock in his hand away in time, it is very likely that Ping Jianlou's hand would have been blown off.

Jinzhu said with dissatisfaction: "Laoping, don't fart, I made a real flintlock rifle."

"Then why did it explode?"

"It must be because of your bad luck. Look, Your Majesty, there was no explosion when you fired the gun just now. Don't you want to reflect on your own problems?" Jinzhu said dissatisfiedly.

Ping Jianlou was speechless: "You mean, from now on, I have to rely on my luck when I shoot, right?"

"According to what you said, if I carry a flintlock rifle to the battlefield, if I'm lucky I'll kill the enemy, but if I'm unlucky I'll blow myself up, right?"

Jinzhu imagined the scene and couldn't help laughing.

"You're still laughing?" Ping Jianlou glared, "My artillery battalion doesn't even dare to take a single one of your flintlock rifles!"

"That's what you said! I won't leave you any more strokes from now on!" Jinzhu fought back without any hesitation.

"okay!"

Qin Yun felt that they were embarrassing themselves: "Jin Zhu just said that this was just a test piece and there was a possibility of explosion. It was you who insisted on trying it, who can you blame?"

Ping Jianlou was scolded by Qin Yun and immediately lowered his head and dared not refute.

"That's right!" Jin Zhu felt more confident when he saw Qin Yun standing on his side.

"And you..." Qin Yun pointed at Jin Zhu, "I gave you so many resources, and you made your flintlock rifle into this weird shape. You still have the nerve to talk back to me here?"

After being scolded, Jinzhu immediately lowered her head.

Qin Yun shook his head. This was only because there were no opponents. Otherwise, Qin Yun would not have allowed them to do so.

"It's getting late, let's go back and rest."

Qin Yun said, "Jinzhu, Pingjianlou, follow me to Granville Town tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

Jinzhu and Pingjianlou nodded seriously, not daring to neglect.