Chapter 12 12-Bird Gun

After saying this, Father Wei stared at his eldest son. Seeing that he had nothing to do except blushing, he knew that this boy did not oppose the marriage.

Come to think of it, he is already a 16-year-old boy, and he has probably been thinking about this for a long time.

However, at this time, Wei Guangde, who still has a bit of modern thinking, asked a question that directly drew the fire to himself.

"Then Dad, where is mine? Should I ask my uncle to help me find it as soon as possible?"

Wei Guangde said this, in fact, just thinking about joining in the fun, but he didn't think too much.

But soon, he found that Father Wei's face was not good. He looked at his mother and eldest brother, and there was no change, but Father Wei's face was dark.

"Let me tell you first, you are thinking about these things before your hair grows up. Let me tell you, your father is counting on your elder brother to carry on the family line. Let's talk about your affairs after you pass the imperial examination.

Your mission is to bring honor to the family. If you still can't pass the imperial examination at the age of 30, that's fine, I accept it.

But as I said before, don't even think about buying land with money. Without an imperial examination, those lands will be ruined sooner or later even if you sell them to you."

Well, it was just a joke, but I didn't expect it to hit the target, and Father Wei said a few words.

Noticing that the atmosphere was not right, Wei Wencai immediately changed the subject.

"Dad, what's the situation in Beijing this time? They urged so urgently at the beginning, but they didn't leave when they arrived in Zhenjiang?"

The Jiujiang Guards did not go north in the end, which must be that the crisis in the capital has been resolved, but the family is still very curious about what happened there.

As a personal participant, Father Wei should know more.

"What was said to the public was that the border troops drove the Tartars away."

Old man Wei's attention was also diverted at this moment. He took a sip of the wine bowl on the table in silence. The wine spilled on his beard, and he stroked it with his hand.

"Dad, is this news untrue?"

Seeing Old man Wei's actions, those who are familiar with him know that there must be something that has not been revealed.

"After receiving the news that there would be no more transfers to the north, the officers above the rank of 100 households had a banquet. At the banquet, I heard someone say that the border troops did not dare to fight with the Tartars at all. They have been hiding from the Tartars. They left after robbing enough."

Old man Wei's next words shocked his wife and two sons.

Although they were all sons of military households, they knew that the military preparations in the south were in disrepair, but it had always been said that the northern border troops of the Ming Dynasty were the most powerful in the world. Therefore, they had no doubts about the previous military reports saying that Datong and other places had fought with the Tartars and drove them away.

Are you kidding? What is the basis for the existence of the army?

That is combat power.

If there is no fighting power, why would the army come?

I thought that the South had been peaceful for a long time, so it would be fine if there was no fighting power. As long as the fighting power of the Northern Army remained, it would not have much impact on the current army.

Given the current situation of the garrison, could those dog officials continue to embezzle military pay?

"Is it true that the border army has no fighting power?"

Wei Wencai frowned and asked.

Father Wei shook his head, "I don't know, I heard it from others. We didn't go there, so how can we know this."

Having said that, Father Wei thought about it and continued, "When I came back, I talked about this with your uncle, and he thought the rumor was probably true.

Even if there is still combat power, it is estimated that it has declined greatly, otherwise the Tartars would not dare to attack the capital.

In fact, the situation of the guards in various places is similar now. The frontier troops may have less military pay withheld, but there are also fewer garrison farms there, and most of the military rations must be supplied by the court. That's the nature of those officials. They don't have enough food, and they don't fight a fart war."

"By the way, father, you said before that you didn't allocate armor in Zhenjiang, but you gave equipment. What is it?"

Wei Wencai will take over the hundred households in the future. The combat power of the northern frontier army seems to have little to do with him, and he doesn't want to continue discussing this matter.

But Father Wei said before that they received money, food and equipment in Zhenjiang, but no armor, which was strange. What equipment would Yingtian give them?

"Bird guns, there are ten bird guns on it."

Father Wei said: "I let Tang Sanwa and others try it, and they said it was okay, much better than the pile of junk in the warehouse."

"Fire guns? What's the use of that?"

When Wei Wencai heard that the equipment was fire guns, he was not interested.

Since Wei Wencai stopped studying, he also trained his body in the station, and he was familiar with the equipment in the Hundred Households Station.

But when it comes to fire guns, he has no interest at all. It's not as good as Duan Da's bows and arrows. They shoot one after another, and the shooting frequency is much stronger than the fire guns that will be silent for a long time after firing a shot.

In other words, archers are not easy to train. That thing is not just about shooting arrows, but shooting at the target.

Another thing is that after shooting more than ten arrows, the archer's arm has no strength left, which means that there is a certain strength, and too much is as bad as too little.

Fire guns are simple, but the frequency is low and there is no accuracy.

"This batch of bird guns is not bad. After listening to Tang Sanwa's words, I asked them to try it. Its fire wire is directly clamped on the dragon head of the bolt. When it is triggered, the fire wire is directly inserted into the ignition pool to ignite the ignition powder. The whole process is to hold the gun with both hands, so that you can aim."

Speaking of this, Mr. Wei paused for a moment, seeming to recall the situation when he asked Tang Sanwa and the others to test the guns, but then he smiled and shook his head and continued: "At that time, I asked the people in the institute to fire a salvo. After one round of gunfire, , there are people in a row, I can clearly see Tang Sanwa in the distance, the few people behind are all submerged in the smoke, and they look like immortals after the shot. "

"Haha, so much smoke."

It was funny to Wei Guangde when he heard what his father said about the vagueness of the immortal energy. Wasn't it because the smoke was so high that it obscured his vision?

This actually has something to do with gunpowder. He knows this very well. Why is smokeless gunpowder a major technological advancement? Isn't it because there is less smoke and less residue after use, making it easier to clean the barrel of the gun.

Although he knew this, Wei Guangde didn't know how to make smokeless gunpowder, which meant that he didn't have the ability to engage in scientific research.

"It's not easy to use. It's better to just give money to that."

Wei Wencai shook his head and had no idea about the blunderbuss, "That's it? Are there any others?"

Wei Wencai was still a little unwilling and continued to ask his father.

"No, I have allocated some food, gunpowder and other baggage and put it into the warehouse. I will just give it to them at the end of the year. This year is not bad. In previous years, I could only get a few hundred taels of silver. I went out for a walk. , earn a lot more.”

Father Wei is still a little complacent. In previous years, he also deducted military pay, but he didn't get much in the first place, and he couldn't eat them all. He had to share some with the people below, so he could earn eight taels.

"Has the gun gone into the warehouse? I'll go check it out tomorrow."

Wei Guangde was still interested in guns. He heard that he had fired ten blunderbuss, so he naturally wanted to see it with his own eyes and give it a try.