Ninety-eight, life of cups does not need explanation (Part 2)

ps: Given the awkwardness of the book lovers of "Mosquito Young Master", this chapter will not be cute, just go directly to the serious stage. uDiancom

It seems that readers of this book are not interested in cute elements.

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However, Admiral Li Huamei, strictly speaking, it should be Governor Li Huamei. Although it is the time to be proud and confident, there is no trouble in front of you.

——The biggest problem in preparing for military preparation in Hangzhou is the serious shortage of military and ammunition.

When the Yushan Sect attacked Hangzhou, it was indeed quite refreshing to let the monks of the Yushan Sect work together inside and outside and blow up the ammunition depot that the Fujian Navy stockpiled under the Leifeng Tower. However, after taking this army and using it, Li Huamei was very scratching her head in the face of the extremely scarce ordnance ammunition - because the Fujian Navy, like other Eastern armies of this era, was quite dark inside and the soldiers had deep grudges.

In order to avoid sudden mutiny and behind-the-shot shooting incidents, the Fujian Navy usually implemented strict separation of guns and bullets in the army, and the separation of people and guns must be kept uniformly, and soldiers are not allowed to carry them with them... So almost all of them became slags in the big explosion - the remaining rifles were only enough for fifteen people to divide each, and the ammunition was even more than seven rounds per rifle.

It is obvious that there is no way to fight with such a pitiful little guns and ammunition.

Although the Li family fleet, which returned from Annan, also brought a batch of guns to Admiral Li Huamei, the number was still far from enough, and she could not seize the military equipment of her own elite troops to arm the new people she had just joined... This would make the old people feel disappointed.

In this way, she could only ask General Ferry Taylor for help, hoping for the big guys.

But the problem is that even the landlords have no surplus food these days. The ammunition reserves of the Naserel Expeditionary Force, with the Giant Bear Legion as the core, were originally tight. On the Xuanwu Lake battlefield outside Nanjing, they were plotted by the Yinmen Formation of the Demon Cult, and the entire artillery position and the army ammunition depot were bombed into the sky. Then some were consumed in the attack on Hangzhou, and General Feili Taylor himself was recruiting and forming new troops...

Therefore, he could only spread his hands and said that he could not help. At the same time, he suggested that Li Huamei be self-reliant and discover potential from the treasuries that have occupied the counties - although the grenades equipped by the Green Camp official army are primitive and backward, they can at least kill people, right?

As a result, Li Huamei sent a pile of rusty seizure muskets over, allowing Feili to experience the "lethality" of these mesh rope guns by herself.

Feili, who was originally a little curious about these antique goods, finally realized what a scam this is after taking a team of guards and several armed maintenance experts to test the target with these antique muskets.

"...It's really a hell. The bullet's landing point is not accurate. The recoil is too strong and the shoulders are swollen. There is nothing we can do about it. But there is smoke and air behind the gun body... No wonder there were so many one-eyed dragons in the pirates in the past, and they turned out to be blinded."

Holding the musket in his hand, General Feiri Taylor was covered in black gray and gunpowder residue, and finally couldn't help but curse in tears.

——Due to long-term poor storage, these muskets collected from the Green Camp and prefectures and counties are generally problematic in appearance. Many muskets in the worst condition have even been corroded and perforated, which is obviously absolutely impossible to use. Some muskets have twisted and deformed barrels. I don’t know whether they were careless when casting, or they were used as hammers and bent.

Even those muskets that look relatively new and have no obvious defects in appearance are of great quality: the barrel of the gun is generally not tightly sealed, and after firing, there will be burning hot gunpowder gas sprayed out from the tail of the barrel - a newly recruited rookie militia musketeer, who was ungrateful and habitually put his eyes on the target, but almost got sprayed blind on the spot. Now he is still lying on the hospital bed with a gauze bandage to play the role of a blind man.

The quality of the musket itself is so miserable, and the quality of the fired medicine is equally bad - it is still using ancient bulk black gunpowder. When raising the gun to shoot, the gunpowder must be poured into the muzzle first, then compacted it, and finally filled in the bullet.

In this way, the trouble of shooting and loading is extremely slow, so I won’t mention it for now. The amount of the charge each time depends entirely on experience. If there is too much medicine, it will explode on the spot. If there is too little medicine, it will cause the bullet to be unable to be fired. Moreover, the formula of this black gunpowder is extremely unreasonable. In order to save costs, the gunpowder workshop of the Ministry of War has put too much charcoal and too little saltpeter (the latter is expensive), which makes the smoke of this gunpowder when burning. If you use more than a dozen guns to fire, the smoke will immediately spread in front of you so that you can’t even see the figure, and it will make people cough.

Even if a normal shooting is completed, the musket has no rifle and the barrel itself is not smooth enough, making the bullet drop point irregular. In order to ensure the hit rate, it has to be recharged with iron sand sludge, but this will further shorten the range and reduce the lethality - if you hit such a fluffy of iron sand, it is easy to knock the target into a slut, but it is difficult to take his life as soon as possible.

The firing speed is slow, the smoke is large, the residue is large, the safety factor is low, the lethality is weak, and the loading is complicated... The above problems are already discouraged enough. What's even more terrible is that the range of this kind of musket is very close - even if it fires solid lead bullets and the entire process is normal, then it only has an effective killing range of fifty steps. If it is more, it will be blown up, roughly one-third of an ordinary bow and arrow, and God knows where the bullet will eventually hit. If it is loaded with iron sand sludge, it should be thankful that it can be hit twenty steps away.

Because the sealing properties of this ancient musket are not qualified, there are no sighting equipment such as sighting equipment on the gun. In fact, even if the sighting equipment is installed, no one dares to use it. Because no one can predict that when a shot is fired, gunpowder gas will be sprayed out toward the back.

The most amazing thing is that after several dwarf craftsmen's measurements, they found that the components of these muskets were hand-made. Although the principles and models were basically the same, the size of each component was very different. Even the diameter of the barrel was different in thickness, so all parts were not universal. (Let's read the novel~ You) When repairs were needed, defective components must be forged on site for each musket. Due to the different diameters of the barrel, even the specifications of the lead bullets could not be unified. The gunman had to carry the lead blocks and stoves and temporarily cast on the battlefield...

——In fact, after Li Huamei searched through the Hangzhou government office, she found that there was no lead bullet stored here. The musketeers of the Green Camp official army probably could only use local materials on the battlefield, stuffing iron sand or even gravel into it as bullets.

In general, the range of this kind of musket is not as good as that of bows and arrows, the lightness is not as good as bows and arrows, the speed of fire is not as good as bows and arrows, the power is not as good as bows and arrows, the accuracy is not as good as bows and arrows, and the safety is far less than that of bows and arrows. It is impossible to aim at all. When shooting, you have to turn your head back and you can only use a queuing gun to increase the coverage. It is still so cumbersome to use and maintain, and the price of gunpowder is very expensive...

No wonder in the county government offices and green camp garrisons, the military uniforms, armor, crossbows, arrows, machetes and spears in stock have almost been sold out by guards, leaving only dust in the ground. At the same time, these muskets are still in large quantities and are stuffed into the corners and are moldy... Which buyer would like to have such a scam-free suicide weapon?

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"...Oh, if Moradin (the dwarf god) really wants to fight with this kind of rags, it will be a bad thing for eight lifetimes. The musketeer who was killed by this broken gun itself. In terms of ratio and probability, it may be more serious than the damage caused by the enemy..."

After experiencing these "ancient gunpowder weapons", the artillery captain of the Giant Bear Legion, the old dwarf Vasily, rinsed with clean water while washing his swollen eyes with smoke, commented in cursing that there was a bandage wrapped around his right hand. He had only fired three shots in total, and he encountered a blow-off incident, which made him bloody and almost destroyed one of his hands.

Fortunately, Feiri Taylor is a candidate for the Magic Goddess. He knows some basic magical techniques and casts a healing technique on him in time. This did not turn the unlucky old dwarf into a disabled injury. But if he wants to fully recover, it will probably take a few days.

According to Li Huamei, even such a bunch of scams were already the best products she picked out from the Hangzhou government office. As for those worse goods, they simply used pieces of broken iron and rusty iron sheets to piece together. The cracks on the barrel were even wide enough to be stuffed into copper coins. It was really not as good as sticks on the battlefield - a strong stick can be swung up and beat people, but this "split-type musket" that cannot be described as "cutting corners" was simply broken by smashing it.

Therefore, Feili finally pinched her nose and came to the following conclusion: the local muskets seized from the government office were simply unavailable.

But he really couldn't create enough weapons and ammunition, so he could only let Li Huamei find a way to rely on himself. He collected a large number of scrap copper and iron in Hangzhou, asked craftsmen to create many iron gun heads, and then handed them over to the soldiers, asking them to find a pole to install it themselves... and then they were armed.

Not only was the latest miscellaneous troops formed by Admiral Li Huamei, but they degenerated into a cold weapon state due to the embarrassing military supplies. Even the supplementary soldiers recruited by General Feili Taylor in the concession did not have rifles and pistols for equipment. Fortunately, the bayonets were still redundant, so they made some wooden sticks and bamboo poles, tied the bayonet to the top. Even if it was a short spear, let these new recruits practice assassination first.

In this era when gunpowder weapons and magic props have long become standard configurations, as a general and commander, he can only command a backward and simple cold weapon unit, which is indeed a bit of a slight feeling.

However, if compared with another former leader, Feili felt that her trouble was really insignificant.

——The experience of this unlucky guy in recent months is the most classic explanation of what it means to "the life of a cup is not required to be explained."

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In many famous legendary epics, what kind of image should the lich appear as the ultimate devil?

——Evil, cold, powerful, and boundless majesty that is breathtaking.

Climb out of the cold and rotten tomb, and use powerful arcane magic to surpass the ultimate undead creatures that transcend life and death, and get rid of all the constraints of the law of life. In the posture of a skeleton in a black robe, he lives at the top of thousands of undead races, and rulees the terrifying and desperate kingdom of death.

Countless mortals were frightened by it, and thousands of undead worshipped it. A group of paladins with a sense of justice fell in despair in front of the lich's cave, but a group of greedy adventurers were still unwilling to peek at the lich's treasures.

Of course, for those legendary brave men, the lich is also one of their preferred targets for launching a crusade and fighting monsters and upgrading equipment.

But have you ever seen a lich who suffers from canine phobia and keeps shaking like convulsing and twitching all over?

At this moment, in the Shanghai Governor's Mansion, there was a trembling lich sitting on the sofa in front of General Fili Taylor.

"...Those black dog blood are so scary, the sticky menstrual belts are so scary, and those women's butts are just as scary..."

"...The things you said have been repeated more than ten times just now. Is there any other information about the respected Lord Black Sun Lich?"

"… Titicaca (the sound of teeth trembling), can I take the black dog outside the door away? I was scared when I heard its scream..."

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The legal governor of the Shanghai Concession under the Colonial Department of the Naserel Empire, the former owner of the governor's mansion, Lord Heiri Lich, was in his office, in his late boss, General Fleet Fleet Fleet Fly Taylor, was conducting a late report on his post. After a life-that was so unbearable to look back on, the unlucky Lich governor was really unwilling to be humiliated. After finally seeing an opportunity, he gritted his teeth and exploded angrily, and then relied on the life box buried in the underground secret room of the Governor's mansion to be reborn in the world again.

Because it was a body rebuilt after self-destruction, the physical condition of the Black Sun Lich Governor was obviously quite poor at this moment. The skeleton bones shining with magical aura were just condensed with magic power and have not yet been truly stabilized. Therefore, they looked faint and appeared almost transparent, but they looked like a very beautiful crystal skull decoration. The orange-red soul fire that jumped and flickered in his eyes was also extremely dim, swaying left and right with the wind, as if it had become a dying candle in the wind, which would suddenly go out in the next moment.

In short, the Black Sun Lich at this time could not tell at all about its evilness and strength from the outside, but instead was as weak and helpless as a little white rabbit.

However, compared with the extreme weakness in physical and strength, the trauma of the Lich Governor in his mental state seemed even more shocking. From the beginning of stepping into Feili's office, his upper and lower jaw teeth began to "click" and every bone was trembling rhythmically, and they knocked and hit each other again and again, making a series of pleasant and crisp jingles like wind chimes...

When the Black Sun Lich spoke in front of the Philistine, she was also confused and incoherent, and looked abnormal that she could have epilepsy at any time. This made Feili secretly feel that she should send this useless guy to the mental hospital in the capital as soon as possible to be a companion to the extremely bored Sage of Ilminster, and try the 100,000 volt electric shock treatment three times a day...

——In fact, when the Black Sun Lich Governor finally completed the initial construction of his body this morning. After drilling out along a narrow tunnel from the secret room in the back garden of the Governor's Mansion, he was immediately discovered by a black-backed wolfdog raised by the commander of the Giant Bear Legion. He immediately rushed over with a "hula", bared his teeth at him, and shouted fiercely...

Originally, this was just a small matter that could not be even smaller. A strong arcane man of the level of Black Sun Lich could easily solve it quickly and easily as long as he threw a fear technique or drive away. However, this Black Sun Lich Governor, who had just been flooded with black dog blood and menstrual belts for three months and had left his psychological phobia, was frightened to the sky and exploded on the spot. The crystal glass bones on his body were thrown away and fell to the ground in scattered areas...

Admiral Fili Taylor, who learned about this, had to mobilize a group of guards and servants in the mansion to jump up and down to help the Black Sun Lich pick up bones in the lush garden. So many people were dizzy among the flowers, in the gutters, on branches, under shrubs, and even at the bottom of the pond, and they were dizzy and busy for a long time before they could barely put up a frame of a crystal skull. However, there were still several small pieces such as ribs and fingers missing. I don’t know if they were broken or someone privately took them to make crystal jewelry...

Later, in the office, conversations and inquiries with the Black Sun Lich who escaped the disaster made Feiri feel that he was on the verge of mental breakdown, as if he was communicating with a patient with severe Alzheimer's disease or a sudden mental patient, but he could not feel the wisdom and coldness he should have as a lich - no matter from which perspective, this guy should go to the madhouse for some good treatment.

But the question is, which highly qualified mental hospital in this world can treat crazy lichs?
Chapter completed!