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Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth: Torch

A new weapon, as dark as a small house, was placed in front of Qin Feng. Qin Feng fought around it for several times. On one side, there were several young men with restrained expressions. His muscles and bones were protruding, and they looked particularly powerful. His hands were uneasy to pull the official robe, shaking the new robe into wrinkles. It seemed that they were very uncomfortable with wearing this clothes on their bodies.

Although they were only wearing seventh-rank official robes, in the Ming Dynasty, this was a robe that only a real county magistrate could wear, and they didn't look like officials no matter how they looked. In front of them, an old man in his early fifties, wearing a fifth-rank official robe seemed much more calm.

"Is this a trencher?" After turning a few times, Qin Feng finally came to the conclusion. He touched the fine steel throwing arms behind him, turned to look at the old man wearing the fifth-grade official uniform, Qiu Dongye, the master of Taiping City Weaponshop. "Why did they look like this? Qiu Lao, what's the secret here?" He stared at the weapon that looked like this in the small house, and eight wheels were installed under it, which should be for the convenience of movement.

Qiu Dongye walked over with a smile, "Your Majesty, this is what these kids have studied. I think it is very powerful, so I asked the Arsenal to produce a few units and send them to Your Majesty for a look. If Your Majesty thinks it is good, then it will be produced on a large scale."

"Are these young people? It's amazing. They must have made contributions before, right?" Qin Feng asked, looking at the official robes they were wearing.

"Yes, Your Majesty, they have made the crossbow machine that has been equipped on a large scale." Qiu Dongye looked at the young people proudly. They are the talents he has been working hard to cultivate in recent years and the future master's talent.

"Oh?" Qin Feng became interested. The crossbow machine equipped with the troops was light and easy to carry, not limited by the shooting direction, and the speed of fire was extremely fast. It was nicknamed by the soldiers and was deeply loved by the soldiers. Unexpectedly, it was made by these young people. No wonder they wore the seventh-grade official robe. Since it was made by them, it was probably not as simple as seeing from the outside.

"Demonstrate!" he smiled.

Qiu Dongye nodded, turned around and waved to the young people, and several people trotted up.

"Your Majesty wants to see this thing, you can demonstrate it." Qiu Dongye said: "Hurry up, why are your hands shaking? I will demonstrate it in front of His Majesty. Be careful of your head."

"Don't scare them." Qin Feng smiled and stopped Qiu Dongye's scolding.

"Your Majesty, they have been in the craftsman's room for many years and have never seen the world. Today, they can't help but feel a little timid."

Listening to Qiu Dongye's explanation, Qin Feng laughed: "What's the matter with such a nervous thing? I'm not a tiger that can eat people. It's still my hero. The crossbow machine you created is an excellent thing. Now this thing is not bad. Let me see how powerful this thing is!"

Several young men calmed down. They stepped forward, reached out and clattered. The back of the small house was opened in front of Qin Feng like two doors. Looking at the complex connecting rods and gears inside, Qin Feng was a little stunned.

"Your Majesty, I gave this weapon a name called Pilihuo." Qiu Dongye walked to Qin Feng and said, "This one is just a sample. In order to let Your Majesty see carefully, all the mechanisms were exposed. In fact, after it was truly completed, these things would be hidden, and only one manipulating mechanism would be seen outside."

"It looks quite complicated." Qin Feng murmured.

Qiu and Dongye smiled slightly and waved his hand to signal a few young people to start the operation.

The row of stoves was actually a row of stoves. Qin Feng watched the fire stirring the bellows, and a light blue flame suddenly burned. A young man pulled a pull rod on the wall. A round hole was opened in front of the stove. An iron ball slowly rolled out. For eight fires, an iron ball could be placed on each fire. The man who agitated the bellows worked harder. In a moment, the iron ball became dark red. After a while, it was already burning red. Standing outside, Qin Feng could also feel the waves of heat coming.

He stared at the young people busy with their eyes widened. One by one, the red iron balls slowly rolled out along the designed track and fell into the spoon in front of the head of the throwing arm outside. Now Qin Feng finally understood why there was a groove in the middle of the throwing arm. It turned out that it was convenient for the rolling iron balls to roll.

"Your Majesty, this is the preparation before the attack." Qiu Dongye pointed to a mechanism inside, "If you only need to pull here, these eight throwing arms will be fired one by one, throwing these red-hot iron bombs out, with a throwing distance of about five hundred steps. The lethality is quite amazing. Whether it is field battles or sieges, I think they are very practical."

Of course it is very practical. The round made of this iron bullet will not be honest in one place when thrown out. It will inevitably jump around and fly around. More importantly, it is burned red. Wherever it goes, it will cause a fire. It can be imagined that if it is a siege, this thing will shoot on the city wall, which is many times more powerful than ordinary stone casting weapons.

"It's not easy to build this iron bullet. It's too heavy. It's not as good as a stone bullet that can be used locally." Qin Feng said.

"Your Majesty, this thunderbolt fire can also fire ordinary stone bombs, just load them outside." Qiudongye smiled and said, "These iron bombs can be carried with you in each car, and they will be used when gnawing hard bones. Moreover, this does not require any good iron. They are all scrapped by the iron factory. We will take them to use them."

If this is the case, it will be much more practical. Qin Feng got into the small house, and Qiu Dongye followed him in.

"This throwing arm is much shorter than an ordinary trencher, but I see that the force he throws out is quite strong. What is the reason?" he asked.

"Your Majesty, this is the credit of our Taiping Iron Factory. Their refined steel quality is quite good. It is precisely because of these excellent steel that we can create a strong compression spring." Qiu Dongye pointed at a place to Qin Fengdao.

Qin Feng saw two handles and a long compression spring. A young man walked to the base of the handle, half squatted down, grabbed one with both hands, and turned the handle with all his strength. In front of Qin Feng's eyes, the gears of interlocking sizes turned, and the long springs were quickly compressed into a short piece.

"Your Majesty, pull him, use the rebound force of the compression spring, and then use some other small means to throw the iron bullet out." Qiudongye said.

"Miaoji, this is equivalent to expanding the efficiency of the trencher by eight times." Qin Feng praised. "Old Qiu, we will bring this thing outside later. I will bring all the generals to ask them to give them advice. If they all agree, they can put them into production on a large scale."

"Abide by the order, Your Majesty." Qiu Dongye was very excited and got his Majesty's approval. It was basically no big problem. You should know that Your Majesty is a veteran on the battlefield. "Your Majesty, this time I brought two of them here, and the other one was installed inside. It was impossible for outsiders to understand the structure inside at first glance."

"Well, these things are all powerful weapons of the country. We really need to do a good job of confidentiality. The last time the crossbow was taken away by the Qi people, but I heard that they could not imitate it. However, the Qi people are powerful and have strong national strength. They can't be built for a while. In the end, they will be able to make it. Old Qiu, go back and discuss with Tian Zhen carefully. The confidentiality work of the armour workshop in Taiping City needs to be strengthened. This thing has drawings, it is a top-secret thing."

"Your Majesty, I can't do it." Qiudongye said, "I didn't think so much about this before. Lord Tian has already sent a dedicated person to where he is. Now it's much better."

"It must be strengthened." Qin Feng waved his hand: "I don't want the murder weapon you made to be used by the enemy on the battlefield to massacre our Ming soldiers. Old Qiu, this may be inconvenient, so don't complain."

"I don't dare." Qiu Dongye said quickly.

Walking out of the thunder fire, Qin Feng looked at the eight wheels on his lower head, curious, and squatted down and looked at them, "Old Qiu, what's the bread on it, what's the use?"

"Your Majesty, the road is uneven, and it is inevitable to bump when walking. Many of the mechanisms in the Thunder Fire are very exquisite. If these bumps are long, they will inevitably be damaged very quickly. So we thought of a way to sew bags with pig skin, cowhide, etc., and add some fillings inside to cover the iron wheels. When walking, it can play a shock-absorbing effect. It is because the wear is too fast, and when you walk here from Taiping City, it will basically be worn out. What Your Majesty sees now is what we just changed into." Qiudongye said.

"It's true that I have put some thought into it. This is a good idea." Qin Feng smiled and reached out to pat the thunder fire, "It's very heavy, how many horses are needed?"

"Four horses are enough to move normally." Qiudongye said, "If there were no horses, one or twenty soldiers would be enough to push him away. It is much more convenient than the bulky trencher that used to be."

"What about the ability to carry the strike? If this thunder fire is on the battlefield, the enemy's catapult will definitely aim at him and fight!"

"Your Majesty, ordinary crossbow arrows will not cause any harm to him!" Qiu Dongye knocked on the wall of the room, making a sound, and pointed to the top of the thunder fire: "The above is a slope, that is, to prevent the enemy's catapult strike. If the stone bullet hits it, it will slide down. Moreover, this slope-shaped attack greatly reduces the possibility of the enemy hitting him and increases his chance of survival on the battlefield."
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