dmims Chapter 204 An Overly Innovative New Firearm! From a Modern Gun
Chapter 204 An Overly Innovative New Firearm! From a Modern Gun
After instructing the old steward to arrange for the soldiers to eat and rest, Chu Yang and Qi Jiguang returned to the port, where a huge multi-story ship was moored. Each floor was guarded by soldiers in black armor.
The ship was equipped with more than a dozen cannons on both sides. The style of the cannons looked more complicated than the ancient ones that Chu Yang remembered. There were many copper pipes around the cannons, which seemed to be used to transmit powerful pressure.
He even saw a gas valve and a simple instrument panel at the ignition point.
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What kind of Ming Dynasty punk fantasy style is this?
Chu Yang was shocked.
The combination of the skills of a craftsman and a formation master actually allowed Qi Jiguang to create firearms that were ahead of their time, and possibly even something that did not belong to this world at all.
Without a fuse or gunpowder, it's unclear what powers it; no wonder Qi Jiguang called it a new type of firearm.
It's too "innovative" in every sense.
Driven by curiosity, Chu Yang rushed aboard the ship and carefully examined the punk cannon that was both primitive and futuristic.
"You're a fucking genius!"
Stroking the cannon, Chu Yang sighed with admiration, realizing that ordinary imagination could not create such a thing.
"Haha, Your Highness flatters me. It's all thanks to the firearms battalion. All I did was gather them together so they could use their abilities with peace of mind."
Qi Jiguang, his face flushed with humility, seemed to be more pleased with Chu Yang's praise than with killing the enemy.
Chu Yang laughed and said, "Bring out whatever other good stuff you have so far."
"Please follow me, Your Highness." Qi Jiguang led the way, guiding Chu Yang into the cabin.
The interior of the ship was illuminated by strange beads instead of oil lamps. The light emitted by these beads was similar to that of incandescent bulbs, so almost everything inside the cabin was clearly visible.
"What are these glowing beads?" Chu Yang asked, looking around curiously.
Qi Jiguang picked up a bead and handed it to Chu Yang, then explained, "There is a kind of sea monster in the waters near Wanglong City. Its body is as bright as day, and it can still glow even in the deep sea, similar to a firefly."
"Kill the siren, cut open its body, and you will find this bead inside. However, there is a chance that the siren will destroy the bead inside its body when it dies, so even if you hunt a large number of them, the chance of getting the bead is not high."
At first, Chu Yang thought the bead was the inner core of a sea monster, but when he held it in his hand, he did not feel any demonic power, only a warm sensation entering his palm.
Qi Jiguang led Chu Yang down the path, and soon they came to a number of large iron boxes. Qi Jiguang casually opened one of them and showed the weapons inside to Chu Yang.
It shares the same style as the cannons outside, with its rough brass barrel resembling bulging muscles on the gun body.
Chu Yang picked up the gun and examined it closely. He noticed that the muzzle had a spiral pattern, and there was an identical instrument panel at the rear. Near the instrument panel was a crosshair scope.
Is that even a sniper rifle?!
"Ha, this is really interesting..."
Chu Yang, like a big boy who had found his favorite toy, excitedly played with the Qi Family Army's new firearms.
"Your Highness, I have already tested it. The new firearm is extremely powerful. Even without the enhancement of array patterns, it can still kill monsters with the help of an adult male who has not practiced martial arts."
"If it is used for defending a city, the people in the city can be mobilized to help defend the city. All that is needed is one firearm per person."
"There are two types of firearms: one for martial artists and the other for ordinary people."
Qi Jiguang then took out a similar firearm from a box next to him. The difference was that the firearm in his hand had a bead embedded in the handle.
It's not one of those bright, incandescent beads you see outside. The rich demonic aura emanating from it proves that this is a true demon core.
"The firearms used by martial artists can use true energy instead of gunpowder to propel projectiles, making them extremely powerful. The firearm I have here is for ordinary people, the difference being..."
Before Qi Jiguang could finish speaking, Chu Yang interjected, "There's an extra demon core, is that right? Use the demon core to replace the martial artist's true essence."
"Demon cores?" Qi Jiguang paused for a moment, then laughed, "That's not a bad way to put it. We've fought against the demon race for many years, and we've accumulated quite a few of these things, but we don't know what to call them or how to use them."
"Ever since the craftsmen and array masters invented new firearms, these... demon cores have finally found their proper use."
I don't know how to use the demon core?
Chu Yang stared at Qi Jiguang in astonishment and asked, "How did you usually dispose of those demon corpses?"
Qi Jiguang said, "Those with scales and fur should have their scales and fur removed to make armor; those with sharp teeth and claws should be used to make weapons and arrows; the rest should be discarded..."
Chu Yang asked in confusion, "That's it? Aren't you going to use that flesh and blood to refine pills?"
"Is Your Highness referring to the alchemists' techniques?" Qi Jiguang was somewhat puzzled by the question and frowned, saying, "Aren't alchemists' techniques just about using various stones and things like realgar and arsenic? What does that have to do with the flesh and blood of demons?"
People in the Ming Dynasty didn't know alchemy!
Because they didn't have time to focus on cultivation, they allocated all their talent points to weaponry, leaving no opportunity to develop alchemy.
No wonder there are so few human experts; they all break through through sheer talent!
Chu Yang suddenly felt a pang of regret. He hadn't realized this until he came to see Qi Jiguang's new firearms.
It must be said that the Iron-Blooded Marquis died a truly unjust death. If he had known about alchemy, he would never have used the Absorption Technique to directly devour the power of the demon race and monsters, thus turning himself into something neither human nor ghost.
Seeing Chu Yang's ever-changing expression, Qi Jiguang continued, "In the early years, some people actually proposed to improve their cultivation by eating demon flesh, saying that since demons eat humans, humans can also eat demons."
"The result of eating demon flesh is that people will die suddenly, not the kind of sudden death where blood flows from all seven orifices, but as the name suggests, the whole person will explode, with liver and brains splattered on the ground and blood flowing like a river."
Chu Yang said helplessly, "This isn't how you use the word 'sacrifice one's liver and brains,' it's a bit disgusting, General Qi."
Qi Jiguang chuckled.
"Because people would explode if they ate it, everyone thinks demon flesh is poisonous, right?" Chu Yang shook his head and said, "Is it possible that people can't withstand the energy in the demon flesh?"
Qi Jiguang said in a deep voice, "Actually, it's not that it's impossible, it's just that people don't want to think about it because everyone has some reservations about eating demon flesh."
However, Chu Yang didn't think so. He said, "In this world where the strong prey on the weak, isn't it just a matter of you eating me and me eating you, a part of the cycle of all things?"
"Alright, let's put this topic of cannibalism aside. I've seen your firearms; now it's my turn."
Having served as Tony Stark's lab assistant for so long, Chu Yang has gained considerable expertise in weapons.
However, given that the weapons in this world have already taken their own course, Chu Yang does not intend to forcibly change all of this, but rather to turn his past experience into nourishment.
The Qi Family Army's firearms still have a lot of room for improvement in terms of design, and Chu Yang believes that their array patterns could also be enhanced.
Chu Yang selected several classic pistols, rifles, and shotguns from the firearms he was familiar with, each designed to be used in different war environments to modify new firearms that were almost identical in style.
The drawing process itself didn't take long, but Chu Yang spent a considerable amount of time explaining the drawings to Qi Jiguang, taking almost half a day. This made Qi Jiguang regret that he shouldn't have brought the artisans from the firearms battalion with him.
Although he didn't understand it very well, after being exposed to it for so many years, Qi Jiguang could still see the power of these blueprints and knew that the precision of the firearms on them far surpassed his own new firearms.
To those who understand firearms, these guns are undoubtedly works of art.
"These firearms are styles I've never seen before. Did Your Highness design them yourself?"
Qi Jiguang said admiringly, "Your Highness's research on firearms is so advanced that even the artisans in the firearms battalion would be ashamed. It's a real pity; I should have brought them here to broaden their horizons."
"These are nothing..." Chu Yang shook his head and chuckled. They were just a few guns. The really powerful ones hadn't been unleashed yet. If Qi Jiguang saw the Iron Man army in the One-Punch Man world, it was hard to imagine what kind of expression he would have.
Unfortunately, the production line is difficult to move through the Soul Palace. The more sophisticated the high-tech instrument, the greater the chance of it being damaged when traveling through time and space, and the damage is irreversible.
Precision machining of firearms requires machine tools, especially for mass production, which places stringent requirements on the production workshop. Fortunately, machine tools are not high-tech precision instruments, so Chu Yang can bring some over from other worlds if possible.
As a crucial cornerstone of the Industrial Revolution, the emergence of machine tools brought about a qualitative change in the world's manufacturing capabilities.
Holding the blueprints, Qi Jiguang looked more like a child than Chu Yang had before; such an innocent smile appeared on the face of this aloof and burly man.
Chu Yang knew that the reason he was so happy was because these blueprints could save the Qi family army from losing several men on the battlefield.
"General Qi, don't look at the blueprints yet. They're not going to run away. Let's get down to business first. Didn't you say you were going to deliver this batch of firearms to the north?"
Chu Yang watched the sun setting outside and couldn't help but remind Qi Jiguang to pay attention to the time. The emperor's mourning period was not yet over, and the curfew was much earlier than usual.
If you miss it, then it's a matter for tomorrow.
"Oh dear, this is terrible!" Qi Jiguang hurriedly put away the blueprints, instructed his subordinates to guard the warship, and then pulled Chu Yang away in a hurry.
As luck would have it, today is the day Li Chengliang leaves the capital. He has had a terrible time in the imperial prison these past few days, constantly thinking about how he will lose his head.
They came here to make a living, but they almost lost their lives.
I'm so sorry, I'll have to go to my grandma's house to pay for it.
If he hadn't come, the Li family would still be the local tyrants of Liaodong, far from the emperor's reach, and no one could control them. He only had himself to blame for being greedy, wanting to secure a hereditary position for the sake of the next generation.
Ultimately, no one could have imagined that a seemingly virtuous prince who had been a playboy for over twenty years would suddenly transform into someone who could trample even a Grandmaster underfoot and treat hundreds of thousands of imperial guards like toys.
If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Li Chengliang would never have imagined that there were such extraordinary martial arts masters in the world.
Li Chengliang, who was in a daze in the imperial prison, thought that the King of Hell had come to take his life when he saw the prison door open. He was even prepared to die.
Unexpectedly, he was released from prison without bearing any responsibility.
The Imperial Prison was under the jurisdiction of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Commander Zheng Dongliu personally escorted Li Chengliang out of prison and even offered him a few words of friendly comfort.
"Considering your many years of service guarding the north, and the merits and hardships you have endured, His Majesty is showing leniency this time, giving you a chance to atone for your mistakes. Lord Li, you must cherish this opportunity!"
"Your Majesty? Wasn't Your Majesty already...?"
"After the mourning period ends, His Highness the Wise Prince will ascend the throne. If Lord Li is still not careful with his words, he may have to come to the Imperial Prison again. However, the next time he comes, he may not be able to get out."
"This humble servant deserves to die! I just came out of the imperial prison and my mind is still not clear, so I spoke without thinking. I hope Lord Zheng and His Majesty will not take it to heart."
"It doesn't feel good to escape death, does it?"
"In reply to Lord Zheng, it is indeed not a pleasant experience."
"You'll have to endure it, no matter how unpleasant it may be. You may be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. Now that His Majesty is allowing you to return to Liaodong to guard the nation's borders, you must repay your country with your life. Do you understand?"
"Rest assured, Lord Zheng, it is only natural for soldiers to die for their country. Li Chengliang may have made many mistakes, but he will not make this one."
"good!"
As Zheng Dongliu personally escorted Li Chengliang away from the imperial prison, he told him about the predicament the north was about to face.
Li Chengliang's expression remained unchanged after hearing this; there was no fear in his eyes, only murderous intent.
An admiration flashed in Zheng Dongliu's eyes.
Putting aside the foolish things the other party did, in his mind Li Chengliang was a talented and outstanding person who could be compared with Qi Jiguang. The two of them, one in the south and one in the north, guarded the country's borders, which allowed the Central Plains to recuperate for so many years.
Li Chengliang said softly, "Over the years, I have only killed the Jurchens and not many great demons, which I regret. Now that I have the opportunity to let the demon race see the sharp blade in the hands of the men of the North, I will certainly live up to Your Majesty's trust."
Zheng Dongliu nodded and smiled, "It's no wonder His Majesty allocated most of the Imperial Guards to you to help you guard the northern border. You have such a thought."
Li Chengliang trembled and said incredulously, "His Majesty has given me so many troops, what about the defense of the capital?"
Zheng Dongliu said casually, "The remaining Imperial Guards will also be sent to the south to suppress the rebellion. To be precise, there will be no more Imperial Guards guarding the capital in the future, because His Majesty said that they are not needed."
"No need..." Li Chengliang murmured, then smiled bitterly, "With His Majesty's power, there is indeed no need for a single soldier to guard the capital."
"You know that much." Zheng Dongliu glanced at him. "Don't let the extra troops in your hands give you any bad ideas. Remember what you just said."
Li Chengliang clasped his hands in a salute. He knew that Zheng Dongliu's warnings along the way were all well-intentioned, as there were countless people in history who died without a burial place because of a moment of impulsiveness.
One more of him, one less of him. (End of Chapter)