I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Hehe, Your Highness, you are joking. I am already so old. If my wife gives birth to a fat boy, it will not be a surprise, but a shock."

Master Wang also laughed in a very good mood, then excitedly took out a paper bag from his arms, and slowly opened it.

The evening sun shone on the paper bag in Master Wang's hand, and the items inside refracted the sun, giving off a golden light.

"This is!"

Zhu Zhangui was startled, and with slightly trembling hands picked up a bright yellow columnar object.

It's a bullet.

It's not the kind of paper shell percussion bullet that Daming is equipped with now, but the metal shell that is very close to the later generations.

"You succeeded!"

Feeling the coldness from the bullet, Zhu Zhangui's heart was extremely hot.

Metal bullets.

For hot weapons, all kinds of firearms are actually derivatives, and it is bullets that really make weapons powerful.

Daming has no shortage of various firearms. Under the guidance of Zhu Zhangui's advanced thinking, Daming has developed many advanced weapons.

It's been mentioned before.

The rule of Ming army weapons is to use one generation, prepare one generation, and study one generation.

With the large-scale equipment of the second-generation rifles to the Shenji Battalion and various special departments, the new generation of weapons has already been on the agenda.

After Zhu Zhangui's consideration of Daming's productivity, he did not equip it with an assault rifle from the beginning, but first equipped with a bolt-type rifle from World War I and World War II.

After consideration, in terms of next-generation weapons, Zhu Zhangui chose the Japanese-style 38 rifle.

Although Zhu Zhangui has a national plot, he has to admit that the little devil's weapon is really good.

The long gun body and the bayonet are the best stabbing weapons, coupled with strong accuracy and penetrating ability, in this era when armor is commonly worn, the Type 38 rifle is much better than other rifles.

Now in the warehouse of Daming, there are already a lot of new third-generation bolt-type rifles stored, just waiting for Master Wang and others in the ammunition room to develop metal fixed-loaded bullets.

But this wait has been more than a year, and there has been no good news.

Just when Zhu Zhangui thought it would be a few more years, Master Wang and others finally delivered a surprise.

"Yes, Your Highness, we have finally succeeded, and we have simply produced them. These are some samples. I just came out and I will show them to you."

Master Wang stroked his beard with a smile, and at the same time he did not forget to praise another hero.

"All of this is thanks to Master Zhou Xuan of the steam engine. Without the help of their steam engine, it would take a while for us to develop a uniform type of metal bullet."

With Daming's current craftsman ability, there is no problem in making metal bullet casings by hand. The problem is that due to hand-crafting, the model cannot be unified and mass-produced. ....

Now with the help of the steam engine and this kind of semi-mechanization, they finally solved the problem of metal shell bullets.

"Go, go and see!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was excited, greeted Zhou Xuan who was next to him, and then dragged Master Wang to the ammunition room in a hurry.

Before arriving at the place, as soon as he walked to the yard of the ammunition room, he heard the sound of "clang, bang, bang, bang" mechanical operation.

On the chimney of a huge room next to it, thick smoke was still billowing, and steam came out from the gaps in the room from time to time, which should be the room where the steam engine was installed.

With excitement, Zhu Zhangui walked towards the rows of slow-moving machines while responding to the greeting masters.

Ammunition production at this time is still in the semi-

In the mechanical state, the steam engine is responsible for the manufacture of bullet casings, the assembly of warheads and gunpowder, which also requires manual work.

Zhu Zhangui inspected the steam engine workshop where the bullet casings were manufactured, and nodded with satisfaction.

After inquiry, the current ammunition room can produce thousands of rounds of ammunition every day. If it runs non-stop for 12 hours, it is still no problem to produce about 3000 rounds of ammunition per day.

Don't feel less, this is just a laboratory production.

If it is fully finalized, Zhu Zhangui will build Daming's first bullet production workshop as quickly as possible, and strive to make Daming Shenjiying officially enter the era of modern weapons within three years.

"Get me a belt!"

When he came to the bullet assembly workshop, Zhu Zhangui looked at the neatly stacked metal bullets in the box in front of him, and rubbed his hands excitedly.

The ammunition workshop determined the bullets into three models.

One is rifle ammunition, the other is machine gun ammunition that will consume a lot in the future, as well as pistol ammunition for officers and special arms.

What Zhu Zhangui wants to take away is the machine gun bullet.

Since the machine was just running and there were not many people, the ammunition produced was not much, only fifty or sixty rounds.

However, these are enough.

The bullets that Zhu Zhangui wanted to bring, and the water-cooled heavy machine gun assembled by hand in the laboratory, announced to the old man and all generals that the era of cavalry was over.

With Zhu Zhangui's guidance experience, Daming's weapons production will naturally not take various detours.

The first type of heavy machine gun installed in the Ming Dynasty is the Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun, but it now has a new name, the Daming Yongle Shenwei heavy machine gun.

With Hu Yu and others busy, 60 rounds of heavy machine gun bullets were loaded into the bullet chain.

Zhu Zhangui carefully reached out to pick up the bullet belt, just like he was picking up his son for the first time that year, so cautious and excited.

After complimenting the masters in the ammunition room and telling them to continue production.

Holding the bullet, Zhu Zhangui mounted his horse and went out. At the same time, he asked Hu Yu, in the name of the emperor, to call all the generals in Beijing to wait in the martial arts field of the palace.

The horses galloped all the way, Zhu Zhangui even forgot the minimum rules of the palace, and excitedly rushed to the Shang study where the old man was.

The old man who was correcting the memorial frowned when he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from outside.

And just at this time, I went outside to ask about Little Snotty, and walked in from the outside.

"What's going on? Who dares to ride a horse in the palace."

"Return to Your Majesty. According to the reports from the people below, it is His Highness the Grandson. According to their observations, His Highness the Grandson seems to be very happy. It seems that he has encountered some happy event. He seems to be holding something in his arms. He is rushing here."...

During this period of time, the old man's temper was a bit bad. Little Snot wanted to help Zhu Zhangui cover it up, but seeing the cold face of the old man, his heart trembled, and he told the truth.

"Hmph, he's getting more and more presumptuous, do you really think I dare not beat him up?"

"Come on, go get that smelly..."

Hearing that it was his grandson, the old man who had nowhere to vent his anger these days was immediately angry.

Throwing the memorial in his hand on the table, the old man shouted with anger in his eyes, and ordered Zhu Zhangui to be held down and beaten with a board, and Zhu Zhangui rushed in with the bullet in his arms.

"Grandpa, grandpa, we made it, we made it!"

Seeing the culprit coming, the old man was about to slap the table to get angry, but seeing Zhu Zhangui's expression of joy as if he had eaten bee droppings, he felt a little guilty.

Although this brat is disobedient, he is also very prudent in his actions. Now that he is so happy, did he really encounter some happy event?

"What made you so happy, you dare to ride a horse in the palace, believe it or not, I will find a whip to beat you to death!"

Zhu Zhangui didn't care about the old man's displeasure, and quickly ran to the old man's case, and put the canvas bullet chain on the old man's table.

"this is…"

Looking at the glittering bullet chain in front of him, the old man was a little confused

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It's not that he doesn't know about metal bullets. In the old man's mind, paper shell bullets are very good, and they are also very economical and easy to use. Why waste money on researching metal bullets that waste precious metals.

For this phenomenon, Zhu Zhangui is also helpless.

It's not just the old man who thinks so. Many people who have used guns think that paper bullets are the best, and that making bullets from metal is a waste.

I don't know how many times Zhu Zhangui has explained this phenomenon, but these people have never seen the horror of machine guns, and they don't know the horror of automatic weapons, so they don't take it seriously at all.

"This is the metal bullet, the best partner of the cavalry's terminator."

Zhu Zhangui picked up the bullet chain and solemnly introduced it to the old man.

The old man chuckled and shook his head.

This brat was in a daze. Although muskets were powerful, they were still a little weak against cavalrymen who were coming and going like the wind.

Seeing that the old man didn't care, Zhu Zhangui didn't bother to explain.

seeing is believing.

Only those who have seen the horror of machine guns can understand the power of this weapon.

Picking up the bullet chain with one hand, Zhu Zhangui took the old man with the other and walked towards the door.

"Grandpa, you have never seen the horror of this weapon, you won't feel anything I say."

"I won't say anything now, you go and see for yourself first, and then talk about whether this kind of metal bullet is worthwhile."

Seeing Zhu Zhangui's anxious look, the old man shook his head helplessly, and walked along with him.

He would like to see how powerful the cavalry terminator, the cross-epoch weapon that the brat mentioned, is really.

There is a martial arts arena in the Jinling Palace, which is where the old man exercises on weekdays.

When the grandfather and grandson arrived, the heavy machine guns had not yet arrived, and neither had the generals.

Zhu Zhangui did not wait idly, but asked the eunuchs to place all kinds of bottles and a few pairs of armor on the far wall. ....

The first to rush over was the guard battalion carrying heavy machine guns.

Since the gatekeeper had suffered in this area before, the gatekeeper was very strict about this weapon-like thing.

At the beginning, the guards were not allowed to pass by, but later they reported to here, and Snotty went there in person, and then let the guards come in with machine guns.

Looking at the bulky heavy machine gun, the old man frowned slightly.

This thing is too bulky, one or two people can't move it at all, it is obviously not practical.

For this shooting, Zhu Zhangui paid special attention to it, and he directly started it himself.

While he was fiddling with the machine gun, all the generals in Beijing also rushed over.

"Father, what kind of gun is this nephew playing with? Why does it look so strange?"

Zhu Gaosui, who just came back from the northern battlefield a few days ago, put his hands in his sleeves, looked at Zhu Zhangui who was playing with a heavy machine gun in doubt, and asked the old man in a low voice, what the hell is this?

Sitting on the chair, looking at the old man who had already fallen into the sun, squinting his eyes, the generals who were all curious and pricked up their ears said lightly.

"The boy said, this is the cavalry terminator. With this weapon, the cavalry will be able to withdraw from the arena of war."

"Hehehehe..."

There was a burst of laughter in an instant.

The cavalry has withdrawn from the arena of war, what are you kidding about?

The cavalry is the trump card army of all countries. Without the cavalry, how can we fight in the future.

Zhu Zhangui didn't bother to respond to the laughter behind him.

These old hats don't understand the lethal power of automatic weapons, and they don't understand the horror in them at all.

The heavy machine gun he was playing with turned the northern grasslands, which had been turbulent for countless years, into a kind nation capable of singing and dancing. One can imagine how powerful it is.

"Crack!"

With the bolt loaded, Zhu Zhangui took a deep breath and waved his hands at the old man and others.

Everyone sees Zhu Zhangui getting ready

Yes, under the leadership of the old man, curious people surrounded him.

Of course, no one is foolishly standing in front of the gun. No matter how stupid they are, they know that this thing can kill people.

"Let's get started, kid, everyone's busy."

After looking at the heavy machine gun, the old man who didn't see anything, waved his hand casually.

Even added a sentence at the end.

If this weapon doesn't reach the level that Zhu Zhangui said, Zhu Zhangui will definitely be able to deal with the boarding of the imperial palace.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Zhu Zhangui glanced at the people squatting behind him, and through the aiming ruler, aimed the muzzle of the gun at the bottles and broken armor placed by the wall hundreds of meters away.

"Da da da da da..."

As the trigger was pressed, a long tongue of flame emerged from the muzzle of the heavy machine gun, and at the same time the tip of the barrel vibrated, spraying out patches of water mist.