Liu Yu walked while thinking about his future plans.

He was all disgusted with the warlike and short-sighted Ming generals, and was also worried about whether the Ming army would impulsively march into Manila.

After the battle of Mingcheng, Spain, which suffered a crushing defeat, will surely make a comeback. Ming Dynasty has insufficient troops and defense, so how can we talk about attack?

Liu Yu no longer affected the ability of the Ming Central at this time, at least when Huang Liangji was seriously injured and coma, Xiao Wu led his fleet to escape from the Luzon waters.

Li Daoan, who succeeded the power, seemed to be on the side of the Ming King. At this moment, he could only hope that Zhu Honghuan could calm down.

"Liu Daxiei."

Suddenly, a respectful shout stopped Liu Yu.

Liu Yu's thoughts came back in an instant, and he couldn't help but turn his head and look in the direction of the sound.

I saw a middle-aged man standing respectfully in a wooden shed not far from him.

"Huang Youde." Liu Yu was also shocked when he saw this person.

"Why, haven't you returned to the village yet?" Liu Yu asked, looking at the craftsmen busy in the wooden shed.

"Sir, since Shengfan was about to attack the city, thanks to the care of the master, all the firearm masters moved into the city and were able to escape Shengfan's massacre."

"However, due to concerns that the firearms of soldiers in Mingcheng were excessively damaged and the craftsmen in the army could not be repaired, so some of the craftsmen were left to assist in the repair of the firearms." Huang Youde explained.

"Oh, that's it." Liu Yu nodded.

"I heard that my uncle was appointed as the Marquis of Zhengbei and formed Huben Town. I am here to congratulate you." Huang Youde said with a smile.

"No need for these polite words, Huang Youde, I still want to talk to you about something." Liu Yu pulled Huang Youde over and walked straight into the wooden shed.

"grown ups,"

The wooden shed is not very big, and seven or eight craftsmen crowded in a wooden shed, which seemed a bit crowded.

Liu Yu was moved when he saw the craftsmen who were still working overtime to repair and inspect firearms such as muskets.

"You are really a pillar of me, thank you for your hard work." Liu Yu bowed.

"I dare not, I dare not." Huang Youde quickly helped Liu Yu up.

"If Wuer and others worked overtime to build advanced self-generated muskets for our Ming army, the outcome of this battle might be unpredictable." Liu Yu said sincerely.

"It is our duty to build excellent firearms for the Ming soldiers and expel the Tartars." Huang Youdedao.

"Yes, sir."

"I heard that the soldiers of the Shenji Association led the soldiers to use their own muskets to kill the Folangji people and returned home in terror. After hearing this, we were shocked." An old man in his fifties and sixties said.

"yes,"

"Everyone says that my big open fireworks are not as good as humans, and our craftsmen are not as good as those Folang craftsmen. We just don't believe it." Another man said softly.

"I have been established in the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years and have relied on firearms to expel the Tartars. How could I be worse than these Folangji people who came from afar?"

"But no one believes that everyone thinks that the firearms of the Folang Ji people are strong, but the adults use the firearms of the Ming Dynasty to attack the Folang Ji people and fled. We should thank the adults even more." As he said that, the man actually cried directly. Under the moonlight, his white hair was scattered between his thin back.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yu sighed too.

"My old gentlemen, if you have any trouble with food and housing, please inform me. I will do my best to help you." Liu Yu bowed.

"Sir, I'm contented." Several craftsmen hurriedly said.

"Huang Youde, you'd better come out with me."

After saying that, Liu Yu pulled Huang Youde over and pulled him out of the shanty town.

"What's wrong, sir." Huang Youde was stunned by Liu Yu's trouble.

He signaled the personal soldiers who followed him to take down the musket on his shoulder.

"Look at it."

Liu Yu handed the musket to Huang Youde.

"Sir, this musket was not prepared in the army, could it be?" Huang Youde looked at the musket handed over by Liu Yu, and said in confusion.

"Yes, I've seized the man from Folang," Liu Yu nodded.

"I ask you, what is the difference between this musket and its own musket?" Liu Yu said.

"This," Huang Youde carefully looked at the musket under the moonlight.

"Sir, the body of the musket in your hand is longer than that of your own musket, and even the musket is larger." Huang Youde had extraordinary eyesight and directly saw the difference between this musket and the self-generated musket through the moonlight.

"yes."

"Do you know that the Folang Mechanics Team fired more than ten steps away, and more than ten of our troops fell down, and the armor they were wearing broke through."

"This musket penetrated the armor more than ten steps away." Huang Youde said in surprise.

"Yes, you can shoot with just a dozen steps away." Liu Yu said affirmatively.

"This." Huang Youde's face darkened.

"I believe you know better than me if you can do it by yourself."

Liu Yu took off the shoulder straps of his personal soldiers and took out a heavy black projectile.

"You, this is the lead bullet used by the Folang Ji people, which is much heavier than the lead bullet used by the Ming army muskets." Liu Yu looked at Huang Youde.

Huang Youde took the lead bullet, took a look, then grabbed it tightly in his hand.

He sighed at the end and said, "What the adults want to say, the villain understands."

Huang Youde looked lonely and gently returned the musket to the personal soldier.

"Mr. Huang, I don't have this intention. I just hope that the Ming army can prepare better muskets. I hope that the master will forgive me." Liu Yu said softly.

"I understand, the villain will try to improve the self-generated musket now." Huang Youde bowed his hand and turned around and wanted to go back.

"Mr. Huang." Seeing this, Liu Yu hurriedly stopped Huang Youde.

"Sir, is there anything else?" Huang Youde looked at Liu Yu,

"I mean, can I directly imitate the Folang Jiren's musket, which is more convenient." Liu Yu said awkwardly.

Huang Youde looked at Liu Yu with some helplessness and said with a wry smile:

"Sir, to be honest, the villain also knows that the performance of the Folang Jiren in front of him is better than that of the self-produced musket. It is not that we are stingy, but that we are not able to build it."

"What?" Liu Yu was stunned.

"Sir, it's the most difficult to build a long-body gun body. The craftsmanship of the Folang Ji people is particularly unique. We are indeed a bit out of date." Huang Youde sighed.

"Is it difficult to just lengthen the gun body?" Liu Yu looked at Huang Youde in disbelief.

"The adults don't know anything,"

"The most important thing about a high-quality musket is the gun body. The gun body is the most difficult to build. Not only is the cumbersome process, but the machine tool and drilling technology are extremely high. All aspects are indispensable. With the simple bamboo bed and hydraulic power of the current firearm department, Huang Youdedao.

"That's it." Liu Yu seemed to feel a little bit difficult.

It’s not that Liu Yu is nitpicking. After all, as a modern person, Liu Yu trusts muskets much higher than other weapons, so he naturally hopes to prepare the most advanced and most killer-efficient ones.

"Sir, the only way to do this is to expand the self-generated musket chamber and use larger bullets to ensure that the power can penetrate light armor within ten steps." Huang Youdedao.

"But if this is the case, then the original accuracy and range will be reduced, right?" Liu Yu asked.

Huang Youde didn't answer, just stood there silently.

"Forget it." Liu Yu waved his hand,

"Continue to give up like this," Liu Yu gave up after all.

It was not because he was disappointed, but because he felt that the future of the Ming army would not necessarily be the Spanish, but more of the Qing army would be.

The main force of the Qing army was no longer the Eight Banners but the Green Camp soldiers. I vaguely remember that the Green Camp soldiers were not wearing high armor, and it was enough to produce muskets.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu didn't force it anymore.

Huang Youde couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Liu Yu stopped forcing.

"Now, how much can the output of firearms and fire guns in the Firearms Department reach?" Liu Yu asked.
Chapter completed!