Back in the yard, I connected the gun head to the barrel, tied it with red tassels, and five special spears were released.

The spear head is about eight inches long and is in the shape of a triangular edge. There is a blood groove on each side. The spear rod is about two meters long. It is made of good solid wood. The total gun weighs about seven kilograms.

Qin Yu held the gun in both hands and waved it for a while, and stabbed the wooden target a few times, feeling a little heavy.

The teenagers had long seen their eyes straight. These days, they had weapons in their hands, so their chances of survival were much higher.

There are only five spears in total, so there is definitely not enough score. I have to compete and decide who will fall into the spear.

The rules are very simple. If you stab the target, you will stab the most times within one minute. The six people who stabbed the most accurately will get the spear. As for the strength, it cannot be evaluated for the time being.

All the 100 teenagers were ready to go, and even the mother and daughter couldn't help but come to the yard to watch the fun.

As a result, he was arrested as a strong man and used it as an artificial timer. From one to sixty, they were qualified except for him. Who would not let them count?

"one two three…"

"Kill! Kill! Kill..."

For a moment, in the playground, besides Li Wan'er's counting sound, only the teenagers were shouting and shouting when they stabbed.

A young man lined up and took turns to use his real gun. He held the gun with one hand and stood attentively, then took a step forward, held the gun with both hands on the side, and stabbed forward violently.

The targets are the humanoid throat, head, right chest, left chest, and abdomen.

It took a full hour for a hundred people to stab three pieces of the wooden target before they could all be stabbed. The mother and daughter also shouted hoarsely.

The five best-achieved boys were so fondling the real gun in their hands, and they couldn't let go, while the other boys looked envious.

"Don't be discouraged, and the competition will be held in three days. The ten best people will be the real guys, so you should practice hard during these three days."

After hearing this, the teenagers clenched their fists, rushed to their respective training positions, and began to practice mechanically.

Qin Yu was quite pleased to see them train so hard, and it was not in vain that he had spent such a great price to train them.

At the beginning, he was worried that these teenagers would be disobedient and planned to take action.

But who would have thought that after a month, no one dared to refute his orders, and he would be unconditionally resolutely executed.

He was puzzled at first, but later he thought it through. These teenagers were orphans. They used to wander around the vertex of death every day. Now they have food and clothing and a sense of security. The firearm camp is simply a paradise.

And all this was given by him. Once anyone disobeyed, he would definitely be driven away. There were countless examples of young people outside the city, so people with a little brain knew what to do...

Three days later, Old Man Liu finally punched the barrel, slightly longer than the chopsticks, and about the thickness of the barrel.

Qin Yu was extremely happy when he stroked the barrel. He tapped it for a while and felt that there should be no problem. He quickly struck while the iron was hot and asked Old Man Liu to create other parts.

Qin Yu was quite familiar with the firearms in the late Ming Dynasty. He naturally looked down on fuse ignition, so he wanted to use flint to ignite.

What surprised him was that he just described the principle of ignition of gravel. Old Man Liu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said that there was no problem.

Qin Yu didn’t believe it. After all, the skills of iron-smashing can be accumulated over the years, and practice makes perfect.

But the gravel firing structure is not complicated, but it is not simple at all. It is really an illiterate person who cannot read a big word. Can it be designed?

Although he described the basic principles, this was in the late Ming Dynasty. I am afraid that even Xu Guangqi, who was known as the inventor of Ming Dynasty, could not be able to brag about this kind of shame!

"Old Liu, can you really build the firing device?"

"A small impact recovery device is still difficult. However, the idea of ​​Xiao Qin's leader using flint is very innovative."

Old Man Liu touched his beard, arrogant and with a hint of disdain, as if he didn't take the firing structure seriously.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see. Please help Mr. Liu create it as soon as possible." Qin Yu nodded half-believingly. If Mr. Liu hadn't always been bragging, he wouldn't believe it if he hadn't been beaten to death.

But two days later, when Qin Yu came to the blacksmith shop again, he looked at the finished hand gun in his hand and took a breath of air conditioning.

He pulled the faucet beside the gunpowder pool, then pulled the trigger, and found that the faucet was indeed smashed heavily, and two pieces of gravel collided together and fired sparks.

Qin Yu suddenly fell off his chin and was overjoyed. If it weren't for the manual technology in the late Ming Dynasty, he would have really been so advanced, then he would have picked up the treasure.

"Old Liu, this... are you really just a crop-handle?"

"This is natural." The old man said with a smile.

"A lie, an ordinary iron thug. If I could just say it once, we would not be invaded by foreigners frequently."

Qin Yu stared at him tightly and gritted his teeth.

This old man could actually think of using folded steel sheets instead of springs. Eighty percent of his ancestors were craftsmen, and they might be masters...

"hehe!"

Old Man Liu just laughed dryly, but didn't say anything.

"Old Liu, I wonder if you are interested in joining my firearm camp?"

He had already found out that the old man had no children and had no relatives except for two apprentices, and this blacksmith shop was also the only property.

"Haha, I'm old and can't stand the troubles anymore, and I don't want to run around anymore, so I'm afraid I'll disappoint the leader Xiao Qin." The old man smiled bitterly, then clasped his fists and shook his head.

"Since that's the case, I won't force it. However, I still hope Mr. Liu will think about it carefully. After all, are your two apprentices still young?"

Qin Yu also clasped his fists and said goodbye, because he couldn't wait to try the gun.

However, although he said he was not forced, he had already made up his mind that the old man would get it no matter what.

The old man wanted to continue living a stable life, obviously he was daydreaming, and he still didn't know the style of the Eight Kings.

The Eight Great Kings are now going to rest in Gucheng and should not leave for a short time, so they didn't make things difficult for them. When they left, he was sure that all the blacksmiths and carpenters would definitely pack and take them away.

For several days in a row, Qin Yu had to run to the blacksmith shop almost every day.

Carrots and sticks, using both soft and hard, and wanted to invite the old man and his two apprentices to the Firearms Camp to visit, but they almost tied up people directly.

But they were all politely rejected by the old man.

But how could Qin Yu give up?

If I recruited this old man and helped him build a flintlock rifle in the future, I would be very excited to think about it, so I still ran to the blacksmith shop every day without getting tired of it.

After all, Liu Bei had visited the cottage three times, but he seemed to have been visiting the blacksmith shop almost ten times. If the old man was not polite in the end, don't blame him for Qin, as he would have to tie him up by Zhang Fei.

However, after some in-depth contact, Qin Yu felt more and more that this old man was not simple.

The gun tip has been built, with a total of fifty knots. If you want to continue building, there is no iron material. You just want to buy it with other battalions, but there is no money.
Chapter completed!