Chapter 132 The Song Dynasty’s Eve (1)

Also, he had seen the muskets improved by Zhao Dongting, and was shocking at that time. Originally, the muskets of the Southern Song Dynasty could only be single shots, and most of them were bamboo pipes. It was rarely made of iron pipes and copper pipes. The zithers inside were only made of stones, iron pieces, etc., and their power was very limited and they could not even penetrate armor.

However, Zhao Dongting's improved muskets were all made of new steel for barrels, and Zi Yan was even made of brass wrapped in gunpowder, which was extremely powerful.

The scarecrow used to test its power was blown to pieces by the Zi Yan shot out of the musket, which made all the officials stunned for a long time.

Unfortunately, because of the limited craftsmen, the firearms and gunpowder we manufacture are still extremely limited.

Su Liuyi's eyes suddenly burned and he stared at Zhao Dongting.

Zhao Dongting was almost frightened by his eyes and wondered: "What's wrong?"

Su Liuyi smiled flatteringly and said, "The emperor is the only one who is in charge of heaven. I am just thinking about how amazing the cannons developed by the emperor will have."

He looked here and touched it in the room, and asked again: "Master, what kind of artillery are you developing? Why is it so different?"

During the Southern Song Dynasty, the artillery was all catapulted. Su Liuyi did not know what the barrels, gun seats, etc. in the room were used for.

Zhao Dongting didn't know how to explain, frowned and said, "Have you ever seen this thing when you were fighting with the Yuan army?"

As he said that, he still gestured, which was the style of artillery in ancient times.

Su Liuyi looked at him in a daze, with a puzzled look on his face, "I have never seen it. Master, where does such a small cannon come from in the world?"

The word artillery was equated with the trencher in his mind.

Zhao Dongting was also helpless, but he couldn't remember when Europe invented the artillery. But now, even though Europe invented the artillery, it has not been spread to Asia.

"Huh!"

Suddenly, he patted his thigh and smiled, "What kind of artillery do I study? Isn't the grenade launcher much easier to build?"

In the past, he was very stubborn and focused on artillery. In terms of craftsmanship, the grenade can is obviously simpler.

Su Liuyi looked at him dumbfoundedly, almost thinking that the emperor was crazy about gaining and losing his heart again.

In an instant, he was a little panicked.

The emperor has twin souls. This soul is so genius. Shouldn’t it suddenly go crazy and want to exchange it for that soul?

Until now, Su Liuyi is deeply reluctant to let Zhao Dongting go back to his original appearance. If he turns back to that child, the court will probably have no hope.

Fortunately, what reassured him was that Zhao Dongting quickly calmed down and just waved at him: "You go out first!"

Su Liuyi looked at the parts in the room, like a young wife, and was full of reluctance. He really wanted to see how the emperor made these things. However, Zhao Dongting ordered that he had to leave obediently and help Zhao Dongting bring them to the door.

Zhao Dongting's eyes flashed, swept away all the scattered parts on the table, and hurriedly drew a drawing.

There are not many parts of the grenade launcher. The exquisiteness lies in the firing device. He still thinks it is possible to overcome this.

Moreover, Zhao Dongting was bored before and specialized in grenade launchers, and he was clear about the structure and principles of grenade launchers. If he hadn't been devoted to the development of artillery these days, and many things had happened, he wouldn't have remembered grenade launchers until now.

As long as this thing is available, capital will face the head-on battle with the Yuan army.

The Hui gun has a very long range, but is it powerful enough to have a grenade launcher explosive?

It was not until late at night that Zhao Dongting came out of the weapons workshop with a happy face, and he didn't even eat the eunuch who brought him food.

At this time, he was holding a stack of drawings in his hand, with detailed drawings of the components of the grenade canister.

Some craftsmen were still guarding outside. Zhao Dongting greeted the clerk and handed the drawings to him, saying, "Let the master with the best craftsmanship create these things for me as fast as possible according to the drawings I have drawn."

The little official looked at the drawings under the faint light and swallowed his saliva.

These emperors always ask them to create these strange things, which is a great test for their craftsmanship.

Fortunately, the drawings this time seem to be simpler. Practice makes perfect. Now this little official can understand Zhao Dongting's drawings.

"The little one takes the order."

After coming back to his senses, the little official in the weapons workshop quickly agreed.

Zhao Dongting was in a rare mood and patted his shoulder, "I will be rewarded after I make it."

Then he strode out of the weapons workshop.

The little official looked at his shoulder that had just been patted, and was disbelief, "Your Majesty...had you just patted my shoulder?"

In his opinion, this is undoubtedly a great honor.

How many people can the emperor do such intimate actions?

For a moment, the little official felt as if he was full of heart and was full of energy.

That night, he pulled the old craftsmen in the workshop to study all night.

Of course, Zhao Dongting obviously didn't know that his unintentional actions would make the little official so excited.

It took about half a month to pass like this, and it is very close to the end of the year.

Wen Tianxiang was also fighting in Guangxi and Ali Hague, each with his victory or defeat, and news spread to Leizhou from time to time.

With the current military strength of the Southern Song Dynasty, it is unlikely to defeat the Yuan army, and it is difficult to stop Ali Hague.

The tense atmosphere gradually spread to Leizhou. However, this still failed to stop the festive celebration of the end of the year.

More and more shops on the street have placed New Year’s goods for people to buy. The people seem to be willing to share the land and soil, thinking about having a lively New Year.

It seems that the lively scene of the courtesan conference is reappearing on the streets of Haikang County.

Li Yuanxiu has been buried in a grand manner, and Zhao Dongting personally gave him a funeral. Nearly 10,000 soldiers accompanied him, and countless people from Leizhou followed him.

Xiulin Castle plotted to assassinate, and Eunuch Li sacrificed his life for justice had already spread all over the world, and everyone respected this old eunuch who sacrificed his life for the emperor.

Of course, there is no support from the Southern Song court. After all, this can improve the cohesion of the people with the court.

Zhao Dongting had also sent people to start building temples, Huanglong Temple and Zhongwu Temple on the island where Xiao Jin died.

The assassination of the Pangzhou Island had already emerged from the mouths of the captains of Xiulin Fort. Zhao Dongting and Le Wu now knew that it was Murong Hao who led the people. When he first heard the news, Le Wu cursed Murong Hao, who had become a dead ghost, as the biggest traitor in the world. If Zhao Dongting had not stopped him, she was afraid that Mo Du would go to the mass grave to dig out Murong Hao's body and crush his bones and stir up ashes.
Chapter completed!