Chapter 439 Field Artillery (Four More)

"Field artillery?"

Chen Qi's expression became serious, and now Xiao Ming personally came to say that this must be that the Qingzhou Army will soon be able to use this field artillery.

This time, when he saw the Dutch towed field gun in Dengzhou, he knew that he was still behind Europe in terms of military technology, because the field gun used by the Dutch was basically not much different from the contemporary Napoleon field gun.

At this point in time, weapons similar to Napoleon's field gun appeared, which is enough to prove that Europe in this time and space has surpassed the contemporary fifty or sixty-seven years in terms of technology.

There is basically no gap between this and his judgment. If so, he must calm down and catch up. After all, Europe is the overall progress of society, and his current progress is only in a few workshops in Qingzhou.

"Yes, field guns, and they are Napoleon field guns. I think you have seen them in textbooks. Napoleon guns are divided into two types, twelve-pound guns and six-pound guns, of which twelve-pound guns are used to attack cities. , and the six-pounder was used during the battle between the two armies." Xiao Ming reminded.

Chen Qi nodded, "Xiaguan remembers, the six-pounder field gun is 1.52 meters long, 93mm in caliber, and weighs 389 kilograms. The 12-pounder field gun is 1.6 meters long and has a caliber. One hundred and seventeen millimeters, the gun body weighs five hundred and fifty-six kilograms, but Your Highness, this Napoleon field gun is all cast in bronze, and such a field gun can even withstand the power of double explosives, so do we also use bronze casting?"

"Qian Dafu discovered a copper mine in the northwest of Qingzhou City, so now we have enough copper to make field guns, but the number of field guns is not much, but this king is willing, after all, field guns travel through mountains and rivers, and require high quality, within three months After that, this king needs thirty six-pound field guns and twenty twelve-pound field guns."

Chen Qi pondered: "In this way, we need to recast the iron mold, and we also need to make a trailer."

"It's basically good. This king has brought you the structure diagram of the Napoleon Cannon. It is not a problem to manufacture the Napoleon Cannon with your current technology." Xiao Ming said.

After taking Xiao Ming's structure diagram, Chen Qi looked at it repeatedly. This time the structure diagram was more detailed than the textbook.

It's not that Xiao Ming is clumsy, he just adopted the method of modern textbooks and only teaches basic knowledge, but he did not paste the real field artillery structure diagram on the textbook.

After all, if it is written in too much detail, it is equivalent to leaking secrets. This means that everyone in modern times knows that nuclear weapons release energy through fission, but not everyone can create an atomic bomb.

Textbooks are textbooks after all, but they are not technical materials after all.

"It's all right now." Xiao Ming laughed. Sometimes it's not the lack of technology, but the lack of creativity. Now that Chen Qi has a comprehensive understanding of the structure of field guns, using the current iron mold casting technology is enough to produce Napoleon field guns.

In the manufacturing process, the main point is the structure of the trailer. Now that he provides the specific structure of the trailer, the problem does not exist.

Chen Qi studied it for a while and praised: "This trailer is really wonderful, not only can the field gun be maneuvered under the traction of the horse, but also can bear the gun seat of the gun, and the downward bending structure can even press the ground to let the gun move. There will be no large displacement due to the launch, and this time it will be no problem."

Chen Qi looked suddenly enlightened, and Xiao Ming felt relieved immediately, he said, "Now you can make iron molds first, and when the copper arrives, try to produce it. This field gun is not only used to deal with the Dutch, but also to deal with it. barbarian."

"Yes, Your Highness." Chen Qi's expression was solemn.

Now that the handover of the naval artillery is over, the experiment of the mortar is completed, and it can be put into production. He has a lot of time to study the field artillery.

After explaining this matter, Xiao Ming felt relieved for a while. The news brought by Wang Xuan said that the Dutch had built a bastion in Ryukyu. If there were no field artillery, his army would definitely cause a lot of casualties to attack the bastion. The problem is different.

When Xiao Ming asked the military workshop to produce field guns, the Dutch fleet had already arrived in Ryukyu.

The fleet docked at the wharf, and Claire and Rhodes headed for the city of Geranja, not far from the wharf, which was the city they built in Ryukyu.

Along the way, Claire had a gloomy face, obviously thinking about a very important matter, and Rhode's face was extremely ugly. After they retreated from Dengzhou, the enemy fleet did not chase after them.

But the other side's powerful fleet was always lingering in their hearts, because they also lost their self-confidence on the sea they were most proud of.

After walking ten miles to the shore, a typical European bastion building appeared in front of them.

After occupying Ryukyu 30 years ago, this bastion forced the local indigenous people to build it for them. The construction of the bastion took five years. At this time, a huge bastion two miles long and wide, the whole bastion was shaped like A five-pointed star, with turrets set on each corner, and the edges and corners can shoot each other for protection.

"The Count is back." With a horn from the city, the iron gate of the bastion slowly opened.

The Dutch soldiers guarding the bastion saluted Claire.

In the bastion, some black-haired and yellow-skinned local indigenous people are carrying rice. Since they occupied Ryukyu, they have asked the local indigenous people to grow rice and sugar cane.

And these two are the goods they sell to Europe.

"Count Claire, you have to make up your mind now, what should we do now?" Rhodes said.

Claire's face was gloomy, "What else can I do? Are you surrendering to this King Qi and accepting their conditions?"

"Now the soldiers are very scared. We are too far from our hometown, and the enemy is too strong. This King Qi has not only a powerful fleet but also soldiers equipped with flintlock guns. At the head of the city, they also have artillery, our weapons. Maybe a bit more advanced than them, but we can't win with numbers, especially if the fleet can't protect us, I'll be stuck here."

"Coward, are you ready to run now?" Claire said contemptuously.

Rhodes defended: "It's not that I am afraid, but we must find reinforcements now, otherwise we are not the opponents of this King of Qi, and now we should ask the British to help us. In any case, we are all Europeans."

"Really? In order to drive away one villain and find another villain?" Claire became more and more dissatisfied. "Rod, you must be frightened. You'd better go back and rest now."

Rhode knew that Claire was chasing people, and he said, "Count, I hope you will think about it carefully."