Under Yao Yuanshan's arrangement, Zhu Cixiang came to the military camp to inspect.
The organization of the Xishan Military Camp is very different from other armies.
But no matter how different it was, it was still a military camp, and the chilling atmosphere made people nervous.
Accompanying the driver were Zhu Cihong's close ministers.
They were all looking forward to seeing the power of this new flintlock gun.
Zhu Cixiang himself stood in the middle, with a calm and intimidating face.
"Yao Qing's family, it's time to start."
"I obey the decree" Yao Yuanshan responded repeatedly.
Under his arrangement, a whole row of Xishan Army soldiers raised their new flintlock rifles and aimed at the target a hundred steps away.
Since this new flintlock gun had just been produced, its output was very limited, and all resources were concentrated in Xishan.
Yao Yuanshan can be said to be the first person to eat crabs.
This is both an opportunity and a challenge.
Today's world attaches great importance to firearms.
If the flintlock gun just made proves to be so powerful that it can be used in the entire army, then the person who proves this will definitely be in the heart of the emperor.
But if the debut performance of the flintlock is average or even bad, the person who witnessed the incident will also be angered or even convicted.
But Yao Yuanshan decided to give it a try.
He has nothing to lose.
If it hadn't been for today's Jianji, he would still be just a soldier waiting to die in the Beijing camp, with no hope in his life.
And he is now the majestic commander of Xishan.
Of course, this did not fall from the sky, but he fought hard to achieve it.
So he will still fight to see where he can sit.
"preparation" Yao Yuanshan cleared his throat and issued the first command.
"put" Yao Yuanshan shouted loudly when everyone held their breath.
The soldiers of the Xishan Army lined up in a row pulled the triggers one after another, and the lead pellets shot out and went straight towards the target.
In the blink of an eye, except for one lead shot, the other fourteen shots hit the target.
Everyone including Zhu Cixiang gasped.
This hit rate is too high.
You know, this is a hundred steps away.
In fact, the biggest advantage of the flintlock gun over the old matchlock gun is not the hit rate but the shooting conditions.
Flintlock muskets relied on flint strikes instead of igniting matches, so they could fire effectively on rainy days.
This solved a major problem that plagued the border troops in the late Ming Dynasty.
You must know that when Sun Chuanting was appointed as the governor of Shaanxi and organized and trained the firearms troops, even Chongzhen thought that the Ming Dynasty had hope of a comeback.
Sun Chuanting did fight well in the first few battles, and the army retreated steadily.
But during the most critical battle, it suddenly started raining heavily.
The firearms army that Sun Chuanting spent countless efforts to build all failed to fire.
The gun cannot fire, the cannon cannot shoot.
The Chuang army took the opportunity to complete their counterattack and wiped out a large number of Ming troops.
After this battle, Sun Chuanting was seriously injured and could only choose to retreat and defend.
Later, Chongzhen repeatedly urged Sun Chuanting to go out and suppress the invaders.
Sun Chuanting could not bear the pressure and had to choose to go out of the city to fight.
In the end, the entire army was tragically annihilated.
If Sun Chuanting's army had used flintlock guns instead of matchlocks, there would certainly not have been such a sudden misfire.
Maybe that battle would have been won, and everything that followed would have been rewritten.
But saying this now has no meaning, it will only make people more sad.
Zhu Cixi only hoped that after the popularization of flintlock guns, such tragedies would become less and less common, and the Ming Dynasty could also use this advantage to crush the Qing army.
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"Yao Qing, you did a good job."
Zhu Cihong was very satisfied with the Xishan Army trained by Yao Yuanshan, and the flintlock guns exerted their due power in their hands.
"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty.
I think this flintlock gun is easy to operate.
If popularized, it will greatly improve the combat effectiveness of our army.
However, the cost of this gun is not cheap.
Can it really be equipped by the entire army?"
Yao Yuanshan's worries were also the worries of most courtiers.
They knew very well that flintlock guns were expensive to make.
With the Ming Dynasty's current financial resources, it would be okay to make a few thousand guns, but if hundreds of thousands of troops were equipped with them, the burden would not be ordinary.
Zhu Cixiang smiled faintly and said: "My dear, you don't have to worry about the money.
I have my own way.
I dare not say how much it is, but I can certainly make a hundred thousand guns."
Everyone gasped.
Your Majesty, isn't this just rhetoric?
Even if one hundred thousand guns cost one hundred taels of silver, one hundred thousand guns would cost one million taels.
Moreover, it is impossible to use everything produced during the manufacturing process.
There will definitely be defective products, so a surplus will have to be made.
The total budget will be two million taels of silver.
Two million taels is not a small amount, and the current surplus of the household department is only slightly more than this amount.
But the Ministry of Finance cannot spend all this money to make guns at once.
Always keep some money aside for emergencies.
Otherwise, if there is a disaster somewhere in the future, the court will not even be able to provide money for disaster relief, which will make the world laugh.
Zhu Cixiang glanced at everyone, and when he saw their sad expressions, he cleared his throat and said, "My dear friends, there is no need to worry, this money comes from the internal funds."
As soon as these words came out, the ministers who were worried about the country and the people immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that this money does not come from the national treasury, so that’s good, that’s good.
Anyway, the money in the internal funds is the emperor's private money.
His Majesty the emperor can spend it however he wants.
They have no control over it.
Zhu Cixiang indeed had the confidence to say this.
In a year, he can earn more than 10 million taels just from mining taxes and maritime trade.
These funds were directly deposited into the internal funds, and were fully controlled by the emperor.
"Okay, I will go to Gao Qing and tell him to hurry up and make the flintlock muskets.
We must make 10,000 muskets within a month."
The reason why Zhu Cixiang is so anxious is of course because the current situation is very tense.
The war in Sichuan is about to break out.
If this new flintlock gun can be installed in the Ming army in eastern Sichuan, it will be more or less helpful.
Of course, Zhu Cixiang had a reason for setting the number of 10,000 strokes.
If he only set the number of a few thousand rods, it would be good if the Ministry of Works could hand over a thousand rods in the end.
He set a score of 10,000 strokes, and in the end the Ministry of Works was able to hand over at least two to three thousand strokes.
"Your Majesty is wise" Everyone shouted in unison.
As the saying goes, you can wear everything you wear, but you can never wear flattery.
At this time, flattering His Majesty the Emperor won't cost you anything, it's just lip service.
"Okay, I'm tired too, so I'm going back to the palace."
Zhu Cixiang stepped forward and patted Yao Yuanshan on the shoulder and said, "The Yao Qing family will do well.
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I am optimistic about you."
Yao Yuanshan was stunned for a moment, and then tears burst out of his eyes.
The emperor treated him so well, how should he repay the emperor's kindness?
"Your Majesty, don't worry.
I am willing to devote myself to your Majesty
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