The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 410 Spring Wheel Gun

Shi Yong definitely didn't expect Ding Yi to be so vigilant, and he must regret it now, because he had to give Ding Yi even the gun.

This Shi Yong is just a civil servant, and his mental quality is not enough, and he is a little nervous when things come to an end.

It is true that not everyone can do close-range assassination.

When Qin Wuyang and Jingke assassinated the King of Qin, they could tremble in the hall as assassins. Cao Cao stabbed Dong Zhuo with a knife, and because of nervousness, he finally gave the precious knife to Dong Zhuo. It is exactly the same as Shi Yong gave the gun today.

Watching Ding Yi leave, Shi Yong couldn't help stamping his feet, it's useless to be cruel to himself, he has no guts.

Ding Yi in front left Zheng's mansion quickly without looking back.

Ding Yi looked at the wheel-wheel gun in his hand as he walked, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

I didn't ignite the fire just now, and just typed it out.

Although his Lumi gun is very powerful, it is still a kind of matchlock gun.

The matchlock gun was fired by igniting the medicine pool with a smoldering hemp rope soaked in potassium nitrate, so the shooter had to keep a smoldering matchlock at all times.

However, this kind of fire is inconvenient to store. If you kick it in your pocket, you will burn your clothes. Moreover, there must be air for smoldering, so you can't carry a box with you for storage.Expose it to the outside, a strong wind can blow the sparks everywhere, and it would be silly to accidentally splash it on the medicine pool.

Therefore, when queuing and taking turns, everyone should be farther apart and not too dense.

If there is a matchlock pistol, it is impossible to pull it out and shoot like a modern pistol.You have to open the fire folder and light the matchlock, which determines that you cannot sneak attack others with a matchlock gun.

But the advent of the spring wheel gun changed history.

The spring wheel relies on a toothed steel wheel driven by a coil spring to rub against a flint to ignite, similar to the ignition principle of a modern lighter.This self-fired pistol has brought revolutionary progress, which made the nobles in Europe finally able to carry pistols in their arms.

All they had to do was stuff the gunpowder and lead shot into the chamber in advance, wind up the coil spring, pour the gunpowder over the powder pool, put the windshield back on, depress the flint arm, and put the gun in his pocket.

Pull the trigger directly when you want to shoot. This is the real pistol, which is concealed and deadly, and can be used for sneak attack and assassination.

However, the manufacture of spring wheels is very complicated. In the 16th and 17th centuries, only watchmakers could make spring wheels in Europe, so most of them only the nobles had the money to buy them for self-defense, or the knights would fight with their gadgets. At the beginning of the 19th century, Napoleon's cuirassiers still had many spring wheel pistols.

Of course, the noble lord can use it for self-defense, but this thing is more suitable for assassination.After all, the killing efficiency of pulling the trigger is much better than that of using a knife. Therefore, throughout the 16th century, there were a lot of assassination incidents of wheel pistols in Europe, so Maximilian I of Shinra ordered the private use of wheel guns in 1517. Manufacturing circulation, which can also be called the world's first gun control law.

In 1544, Shinra relied on the cavalry's spring wheel pistol to hang the matchlock French army who could not shoot in the stormy Battle of Cereso, and became famous in the first battle.Since then, spring wheel guns have begun to bloom all over Europe, but due to price constraints, most of them are only equipped with cavalry in the form of pistols.

Although the spring wheel ignition is much more useful than the matchlock gun, it failed to replace the matchlock gun in the 16th century and the early 17th century. The main reason is that it is too expensive.The aristocrats and knights could afford this gadget, but it was unrealistic to spread it to infantry, so most of the spring wheel guns that survived to this day are pistols.And most of the rifles are finely crafted, and most of them are rifled guns. There is no doubt that these are also the playthings of noble lords.

On the other hand, the spring wheel will be polluted and corroded by the residue of black powder after firing several times, and the overly complicated mechanism has very low tolerance to these residues, and the operation of winding the clockwork every time it is shot is very horrible. In terms of shooting efficiency, it is still inferior to the matchlock gun, so the matchlock and the spring wheel coexisted in the 16th century, until the flintlock was invented and popularized in the 17th century, the spring wheel was gradually eliminated.However, because the success rate of the spring wheel is higher than that of the flint, a considerable part of the cavalry in the Napoleonic period still used spring wheel pistols to fight.

Ding Yi looked at this spring wheel handgun while walking. It is very well made. There is a steel wheel inside, which is driven by a coil spring. This is carefully crafted by watch-level craftsmen. If it is combined with a flintlock gun, it will definitely be powerful. greatly increased.

The key point is that this thing is very good for cavalry. It is pre-loaded, and they can shoot when they meet.

Shi Yong won't be reconciled if he can't steal chickens and lose money.

"Lord Ding, don't even ignite this gun. It's really powerful to kill at close range." Huang Bin said at this time.

"The one surnamed Shi wanted to kill me just now. Fortunately, I reacted quickly and left quickly." Ding Yi said.

The seven people came out of Zheng's mansion quickly, and soon turned right onto another street.

Zheng Zhilong's hometown is in Nan'an, and this is his General's Mansion, and he is now a General of the Navy.

As soon as the seven people came out of the street, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Quanzhou is a big port. When the seven people came here, the street was full of people. There were a lot of people and stalls. It can be described as a flow of people. But this time when we came out, the street became very deserted. There were more than 100 people. On the long street, only a few dozen people were seen walking around, and many of them looked a little flustered.

Damn it, Ding Yi scolded, but he didn't panic, and said in a deep voice, "Send a signal."

Without further ado, Huang Bin turned around and took out a tube more than ten centimeters long, like a firework. After igniting it, bang, a firework rose into the sky.

Then another soldier also lit one, bang, two fireworks went up to the sky one after another.

At the same time, they saw the streets in the distance, the people fled in all directions, and it seemed that a large number of soldiers were coming here.

Ding Yi was not in a hurry to leave, he was now on Zheng Zhilong's territory, so he couldn't run around.

They just set off fireworks and got their bearings.

He looked around from the corner of his eye, looking for a hiding place, and soon found a second-floor shop behind him: "Go, go there first, go in."

Several people rushed into the shop, it turned out to be a shop selling cloth, there were two or three shop assistants and a few customers inside, they were baffled when they saw a group of soldiers rushing in.

"Everyone get out, hurry up." Huang Bin drew his knife, bang, and slashed on the counter.

"Ah." A few customers turned around and fled in fright, while the clerk squatted at his feet and shivered: "Master Jun, what is this for?"

Huang Bin was about to drive them out, but he heard the sound of a large number of soldiers and horses getting closer and closer outside.

Some soldiers stretched their heads out to see that on the streets on the left and right, teams of officers and soldiers in armor were rushing in. They drove the local people away while running.

"Close the door, close the door." Huang Bin hurriedly said.

Everyone quickly closed the door, shouts were heard everywhere in the street outside, and many people fled in all directions.

"Master, don't care about our business." The shopkeeper screamed.

"Shut up, don't make any noise." Huang Bin shouted.

Ding Yi's face was very ugly, Zheng Zhilong was not there, it must be Shi Yong who did it.

If Zheng Zhilong wanted to kill him, he could just do it in Zheng's mansion, he didn't need to come out, and the soldiers and horses outside seemed to be in a hurry, and they were not fully arranged, so Shi Yong must have found him temporarily.

This bastard, where did I offend him and must kill me?
The more Ding Yi thought about it, the angrier he became. He really regarded Zheng Zhilong as his big brother, and he also wanted to befriend Zheng Zhilong. He also wanted to use Zheng Zhilong's power to deal with Houjin together in the future.

However, Shi Yong, that bastard, would rather force him to the side that is against Zheng Zhilong.

What am I doing wrong?Ding Yi asked himself over and over again.

But at this moment, if it's just anger and panic, nothing can be done.

He slowly raised his head and looked around.

"My lord, what should we do?" At this moment, a soldier asked.

"Don't panic, we've sent the signal." Ding Yi said solemnly.

"I'll send it upstairs again," Huang Bin said.

The side shop has two floors, the bottom is for selling cloth, and the top is for people to live in.

"Take off my armor and give it to your lord." A soldier said suddenly.

"Hurry up, take off his armor." Huang Bin didn't care, and hurriedly took off the armor of the guard first. He and another guard quickly took it off and put it on Ding Yi.

But when they first arrived, no one was wearing a helmet, which meant that it was still very dangerous to rush out later.

After Ding Yi finished putting on his armor, Huang Bin ran to the second floor. There was a window on the side of the second floor. He carefully took out another signal flare. Bang, it shot up into the sky like fireworks.

Don't worry about it, bang, another one is released.

The left side of the shop is the street they turned right, and the left side leads to Zheng's Mansion.

On the street on the right, there are already one or two hundred Quanzhou navy and battalion soldiers outside at this time, and there are still far away converging here.

After a while, we will be able to surround this side.

Danger and murderous intent are getting closer.

But right now the outside doesn't seem to have started to attack. He probably feels that Ding Yi is already a bird in a cage and can't escape.

Ding Yi looked through the window and saw three or four rows of soldiers outside, just ten meters away from the shop, very close, as long as someone gave an order at this time, they could rush in immediately.

They seem to be waiting for someone, or they know that Ding Yi can't run away.

Not long after, someone came from a distance on a horse and flew off the horse. It was Ding Yi's acquaintance, Zheng Zhihu.

As soon as Zheng Zhihu arrived at the scene, he jumped off his horse first, and then murmured loudly in a voice louder than Zhao Dashan: "Sometimes Hou Jin Xizuo came to Quanzhou, I was ordered to arrest Xizuo, people, don't panic, stay in your own room, don't come out."

"Anyone who comes out will be killed."

Damn it, Ding Yi cursed in his heart, when he killed Wang's and Zhou's in Dengzhou, he also used such an excuse, but he didn't expect it to be used on him now.

(End of this chapter)