Lord of Ming Dynasty

And the current one is the earl who is a low-level freeman who has struggled, and is an earl who belongs to the duke.

Lord of a small kingdom.

The two foreigners, the Netherlands and Portugal, invaded the territory of the original emperor and established small counties one by one. However, they have strong soldiers and horses. Although there are not many troops, they have strong attack power.

They faced the earl's large army, but because they had no navy, they were unable to fight against the two earl countries, Holland and Portugal, which were powerful in sea power and also very powerful in combat technology, so they were in defense. The earl wished to have powerful cannon to defend against threats from the sea.

"Can you develop this method of iron mold construction?" Zhang Qiang asked.

Sebastian shook his head and spread his hands.

Zhang Qiang got up suddenly, "I'm not happy, I can't figure out the method of building artillery with iron molds, let's go, let's go together. I want to see, but I can't figure out the method of building artillery with iron molds."

Just do it.

Zhang Qiang changed into dirty clothes, and followed Sebastian to the artillery workshop of the artillery factory.

Under the command of Sebastian, Zhang Qiang took out his enthusiasm for working on the construction site, personally participated in the manufacture, built a new iron-making furnace, and transported the Fujian iron from Fujian, which was the best in Daming at that time. The iron was thrown into the furnace piece by piece, and according to his simple idea, he started the journey of casting.

A week passed.

One by one, the iron cannons exploded during the experiment.

Even after being cast, it becomes a waste product, and you don’t even need to put it away, you can directly see the ugly shape, and the large air holes in the inner chamber have to be thrown into the furnace to be re-smelted into molten iron.

Two weeks later, Sebastian said to Zhang Qiang: "My lord, give up. A lot of materials were wasted. With this time, we can cast a dozen twelve-pound cannons."

Zhang Qiang walked back to the resting place helplessly.

Lying on the bed, his mind was still full of hot molten iron, fragments of blasted iron cannons, and those long-haired territorial workers in the busy artillery factory who had cut their long hair.

What's the problem?

Zhang Qiang fell asleep with such thoughts.

While half dreaming and half awake, he heard the call from the riding and hacking system, and the voice that hadn't appeared for a long time appeared again.

"You finally appeared again." Zhang Qiang seemed to have grasped at straws, and said to this voice with a sad tone.

"I'm asking you for help this time," the system said.

"what?"

"The system asks me for help?" Zhang Qiang felt it was funny, the traverser owning the system is invincible and omnipotent, and it is to help the traverser, the master, but the funny thing is that the system he got actually asked himself for help?

"Yes, in the world of riding and hacking, the baron territory you lead has been attacked by other viscount countries, and even the earl has been left in the cold. Your help is urgently needed."

"The baron territory in the world of riding and hacking that I lead, Nima, I will not be so useless in the world of riding and hacking, except for being chased by bandits and wild monsters in the early stage, when I have a territory, I must be invincible, even You can’t unify the world within a short period of time, and you are also invincible and powerful, how can you say that about me?” Zhang Qiang roared.

"But, in fact, it is true. The reason why you were invincible as you wished before is because you often cheated, cheated, and played the easiest mode. This time, you skipped the middle mode directly. , you are playing in hard mode, so your current situation in the world of riding and hacking is indeed not good." The system's emotional words made Zhang Qiang feel uncomfortable and surprised.

I think that I am also myself in the world of riding and hacking. Although they are two different people, that one may be a game character, but now I am a real traveler and my own body. Therefore, Zhang Qiang feels that he can help if he can. Generally good.

"How can I help myself." After saying this, he smiled, you have yourself who can help you. Many times, he thought it was an encouraging word, but now it has become a fact.

"The Portuguese matchlock guns in your current territory are good. If you can, hand over a thousand guns to the system every month."

It doesn't matter, Zhang Qiang now has no shortage of Portuguese matchlock guns in his territory, [-] guns per factory per month, oh no, more workers nowadays have skills ranging from ignorant to unfamiliar to semi-skilled, and there are still many workers from The supporting roles have become skilled technical workers, who can get rid of Francois and others to operate on their own, and now the output is [-] rods per month.

The four arquebus factories produce 1 guns per month, which is no more than 3 for the regular elite army, no more than 11 for the subordinate elite cold weapons, and [-] for the garrison. A total of [-] territorial troops. [-] people, [-] militiamen, but the amount of equipment from the Jinhua Rebel Army with a total strength of [-] troops has far exceeded.

Even many of them were sold to the Longwu court, Zheng Chenggong's sea power, and even because of the existence of some second-hand traffickers, these Portuguese matchlock guns were sold to the Portuguese army, and then these Portuguese pirates, maritime merchants, resold them to Portugal Go native.

Giving the system a thousand shots a month is a piece of cake.

"By the way, you in the riding and hacking world will not let you help in vain. What he traded with you is a book that can improve your mental power, and a condition proposed by you."

And this good thing?

Chapter 162 Iron mold building artillery method [-]

"Of course there is such a good thing." The system's voice was eager but gentle, with a hint of flattery.

"Okay, how do I trade with the system?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"You go to your arquebus production factory," the system said.

The trust in the system made Zhang Qiang immediately summon his guards and ordered him to get up.

On a night with a bright moon and few stars, Zhang Qiang rushed to the arquebus factory, which was also in Jinhua Mansion, with [-] cavalry guards.

After being checked by the peripheral troops and inspected by the guarding troops, Zhang Qiang came to the warehouse of the matchlock gun factory under the support of the welcoming garrison troops, and sent away a group of personnel and officials guarding the warehouse. Outside alert, Zhang Qiang continued to communicate with the system.

"Now that I'm here, tell me what you have to say." Zhang Qiang said.

"Okay, you know that in the current world of riding and hacking, your power is not easy now, so you need to add new arms and technical weapons, so the system opened a hole for him to cheat, and the system gave him a thousand arquebus guns, Let him train arquebus soldiers to defend against foreign enemies. Thank you very much for your help this time. Please touch those arquebus guns with your hands, and then you will take those arquebus guns away through your system. Of course, you often read time-traveling novels. Guys who keep coming up with outlandish ideas don't think it's anything out of the ordinary."

"Hehe." Zhang Qiang smiled, but did not refute.

But he immediately said: "What about my reward?"

Following a burst of light and shadow, a parchment scroll appeared in front of Zhang Qiang, before Zhang Qiang could pick it up, the parchment scroll sank into his body in a flash.

"Okay, you have learned the spell of spiritual power, and it's time for you to practice and improve, just like you improve your control and coaching skills."

"This," Zhang Qiang felt that this was fooling him. Is he so easy to deceive?

"The commanding power is only the increase in the number of soldiers I can train every time, and I can see the combat effectiveness of the soldiers trained, and I can see the improvement of their combat effectiveness, but how can I feel the improvement of their spiritual power? Where is it?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Do you know why you only need your [-] matchlock guns this time?" the system asked.

"I don't know. According to my guess, there are a thousand matchlock guns in those places in the Middle Ages. Do they have that many troops?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Yeah, of course the Middle Ages can't be compared with the current Great Ming. Any battle involves thousands or hundreds of people. This is considered a small battle. In a big battle, tens of thousands, 10,000+ people confront each other and fight each other. But in that world, you don’t have the ability to create right away. He needs to continue, even have some reserves, and may need to mobilize at least 1 people to fight. Using the thinking of you traversers, if there are fewer people, that’s called War? So you in that world need a lot of matchlocks."

"But this time he only needs a few hundred shots. The reason why he needs so many is to keep some reserves and at the same time let you exercise your mental strength."

"Spiritual strength needs to be exercised like this?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Well, at the beginning, it's always from easy to difficult. A thousand matchlock guns, from the first shot to the thousandth shot, you still have to open the box and carry it. It's also a physical effort. Let's start."

"Okay." Zhang Qiang understood. This is indeed a physical effort, but he has been with him for so long, and he has personally charged into the battle to face the enemy face to face. In terms of real slashing battles, it is nothing. , Working on the construction site year after year is really nothing.

Zhang Qiang began to touch one by one, and then the matchlock gun disappeared under his sight.

Then open the box, 25 rods per box, [-] rods, well, it takes a little effort to open the box, those Ming people are too real, they ordered a box as strong as a coffin.

When the thousand rods disappeared in front of him, Zhang Qiang touched his forehead, and the sweat came out. It was really not something that ordinary people could do.