"Although the production of cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords, sticks and other cold weapons has been separated and a single workshop, there are still many types of production of musket workshops..." Ding Daniu mentioned the current problems of the workshop.

Zhu Cijiong nodded. What Ding Daniu said was really a big problem.

"What are your thoughts?" Zhu Cijiong was a little curious about how Ding Daniu would solve it.

"I think that the muskets should be simplified, and it is best to leave only two or three types, so that the logistics pressure will be much less!"

Ding Daniu had thought about this problem in private. He thought it would be enough to leave only two types of projectiles, because although the bullets of the shotgun and Lumi gun were spherical bullets, they were of different sizes.

Although recruits all need to teach cultural courses, they can identify the packaging instructions and know the adaptation of various ammunition guns.

However, after all, all the ministries accepted some surrenders to the Green Camp and the Eight Banners, and there were many people, but most of them were illiterate people.

There is too much ammunition, so I am afraid there will be mistakes in the future.

Zhu Cijiong thought about it carefully and found that the ignition rate of the combs is higher than that, which can basically reach about 80%. However, this thing is afraid of moisture, wind, rain, and improper maintenance. When used, it is impossible to hold a gun to confront each other.

The flintlock rifle can indeed perfectly avoid these defects. Although the ignition rate is slightly lower, it is more stable!

The combing gun has been changed to a flintlock, and in fact, it only takes the activation device to be replaced.

As for flint, this thing is much more durable than flint!

In a big battle, the soldiers carry two or three pieces to use.

Therefore, he ordered the production of the mesh gun gradually stopped.

"Stop the shotgun!"

Zhu Cijiong made up his mind and said slowly: "After the output of muskets increases, the bird guns in the army will gradually retire from active service. They will be replaced with the bullet rope Lumi gun, the flint lumi gun, and the new musket."

"In this way, we only need to make spherical projectiles and long projectiles, and the soldiers will not mess up the ammunition."

Ding Daniu nodded, he felt so too.

Zhu Cijiong turned to Zhang Siyuan: "Uncle, let my second uncle contact with Burni of the Chahar tribe. Aren't we still missing 8,000 muskets not delivered? In the future, we will seize the battlefield and hand them over to them with the muskets we have gradually eliminated!"

"Your Majesty, our gun is going to remove the flintlock device!" Zhang Siyuan chuckled, his eyes flashing inexplicably.

"That's the reason!" Zhu Cijiong also smiled.

Although the mesh gun is stable, it has too many disadvantages. It is better to send this kind of musket that is easy to be targeted!

However, flint excitation is adapted to most environments and can also ambush, which cannot be leaked...

Li Tingran said: "The manager remembers that the cowhide they promised us to have not been sent here yet!"

As soon as he talked about this, Zhang Siyuan patted his forehead: "Your Majesty, there is something that I have been too busy some time ago. I forgot about it. The Chahar tribe sent five hundred strong men and said that we were asking us to help them train, so I placed them in Junxian Zhuangzi.

A few days ago, I was busy with the ceremony of His Majesty's ascension to the throne, but I was confused!"

...

Is my Grassland Hippo coming?

Zhu Cijiong laughed.

"Uncle, select loyal instructors and remember to instill their great principles!"

"Hahaha, don't worry, your Majesty, I'm here!" Zhang Siyuan laughed.

What are these great principles? Zhu Cijiong didn't say it, and Zhang Siyuan didn't ask.

But, how should we teach it specifically? Is this still necessary?

Of course, he is loyal to the emperor!

As for Zhong who is Zhong-Can his Zhang family's elbow still bend outward?

...

When Ding Daniu saw that the musket was finalized, he bent down and bowed: "Your Majesty, your Majesty re-establishing the Ming Dynasty is a new trend and new atmosphere. I beg your Majesty to give the name to the new gun!"

To justify the name of the firearms...

Zhu Cijiong thought for a while: "The Lumi gun was manufactured in the Laohugou workshop in ancient Danyang, and was established before the first year of Fuhan. It is called Danyang. The official name is Fuhan gun.

As for this new gun, it was developed in the Nanyang workshop and was established after I ascended the throne."

He thought carefully: "I hope the Ming Dynasty will recover the lost land quickly, as fast as lightning, as fast as fire, and speeding up the wind and lightning, and sweeping out the Tartars is like a thunder strike!

This gun has a very long range and is extremely powerful. It is better to be called a Thundergun."

...

On the other side of the cannon shop, the Flang machine had already cast a hundred pieces, but the cannon stand was still the usual cannon stand. It had no wheels, so it could only be carried by soldiers when they were moving.

The new gun mount has not been built yet...

Zhu Cijiong had no time to wait. He took away all the artillery and told Wu Dachui that after the artillery truck was built, he would immediately transfer to Yuzhou!

...

After everything was finished, Zhu Cijiong looked at Zhao Ludan who had followed him for most of the day.

Putting down the news about Zhang Da sent about this person, Zhu Cijiong asked: "I heard that both your parents died?"

"Yes..." Zhao Ludan was a little nervous. He didn't know what the Emperor had to do with him, but he left him for most of the day.

When Zhao Ludan heard that His Majesty the Emperor mentioned his parents, his eyes were a little red:

"I remember that there were wars everywhere at that time, and my parents took me to Neixiang to hide... I was so edible... Woo... After my mother was bitten to death by a poisonous snake, my father went to the quarry to work hard labor in order to raise me..."

The tall and big Zhao Ludan cried like a child:

"Your Majesty, I just hate why I didn't meet you earlier? With the wages you paid me, my father and mother would not die, and my sister would not be sold, and I couldn't find it..."

"Oh!" Zhu Cijiong sighed. Isn't Zhao Ludan's experience a microcosm of the world?

When the Qing Dynasty entered China, the number of children of the Xia Dynasty decreased by over 100 million, although this account could not be fully calculated on the Qing Dynasty.

However, they massacred the city everywhere, forcing the people to leave their hometowns. In the end, due to poverty and illness, lack of food and clothing, war and bandits, and plagues are spreading...

Whose account is calculated?

Although they were not all killed by the Qing Dynasty, they created terror in their own occupied areas, made large-scale strategies to destroy the seeds and destroy literature, resulting in a reduction of the population of the world by hundreds of millions. The Qing Dynasty was a crime that could not escape!

Not to mention a small citizen like Zhao Ludan, even if it is a family or aristocratic family, is it safe to be his Zhu family?

...

Who in this world, from princes and nobles to rural gentry families to common people, who was not trembling under the brutal rule of the Qing Dynasty?

...

Zhu Cijiong stood up and reached out to pat Zhao Ludan on the shoulder:

"The children have all passed. From now on, we should work hard! Sooner or later, the people of the world will never have to escape again!"

"Yes!" Zhao Ludan nodded seriously.

"Your Majesty, I'll follow you, my family is gone, I don't want to let other people's family be gone, either..."

The simple Chinese language even has a wrong sentence, which makes Zhu Cijiong's eyes turn red...

He took a deep breath. Isn’t this the goal he set for himself?

Isn’t this the goal that every conscience in later generations always think about?

...

Zhao Ludan was illiterate and did not understand the principles of family and country, but he really felt the warmth from His Majesty.

A month ago, he was still not full or warm in food. Since he came to His Majesty, his clothes were wearing work clothes given by His Majesty. It was cold and there were also cotton clothes for them to avoid the cold.

The one who lives is a house built by His Majesty and craftsmen for them. Although it is a bunk bed, it has a shelter from the wind and rain!

The food was cooked by His Majesty, and he could even see meat every other day.

Although it is mostly fish in the river, this is a good day he didn't dare to think about before!

Zhao Ludan wiped his tears. From now on, he will never cry again. He will live a good life given to him by His Majesty!

"I heard you are very strong?" Zhu Cijiong reached out and pinched Zhao Ludan's shoulder.

It's only half a month, and this guy already has strong muscles on his shoulders.

"I can beat the hands of the most powerful craftsman in the workshop with one hand!"

Zhao Ludan was still sad just now. When he heard Zhu Cijiong ask about his proudest thing, he immediately grinned.

"I eat a lot, but when the canteen is unloading, they can only get one packet of sweet potatoes at a time. I can carry five packets, and they can run faster than them!"

...

"good!"

Zhu Cijiong patted the guy who was one head taller than himself: "From now on, you can follow me, do you know the big swordsman in the army?"

"Big Knife Hand?" Zhao Ludan touched his head: "Did you chop someone?"

He grinned: "Your Majesty, if you help me support Zhao Blacksmith, I will kill the enemy!"

Blacksmith Zhao?
To be continued...