open sea

Chapter 6
The gun is less than one meter long, and the well-decorated wooden handle has no extra decorations. The original trigger and matchlock gave Chen Mu a feeling of visiting an antique. Even if the barrel of the gun is rusty, you can still clearly feel the quality of the short gun in your hand solid.

Chen Mu guessed that this bird blunderbuss should be the Tanegashima blunderbuss imitated by the Japanese after the pirate Wang Zhi of the Ming Dynasty brought the Portuguese western blunderbuss to the Japanese country more than 20 years ago. , due to the speed of fire, limited weather and other reasons, has not received much attention, but within ten years will be large-scale arming the armies of the separatist daimyo in various places and become the backbone of the battle.

Perhaps it was due to the mentality of looking forward to Shu, Chen Mu paid more attention to the mount of Bai's personal soldiers than the bird gun in his hand. It was a relatively low-looking inferior horse with a shoulder height of one meter. A little more, but the rider on the horse is not as tall as Shao Tingda, but it also complements each other.After the rider handed the blunderbuss to Chen Mu, he didn't show any politeness to him. He got on his horse and left with a whip, leaving behind a trail of earth dragons on the country road, which made Chen Mu's eyes burn.

prestige!

Thinking about it as usual, how can someone who is used to driving a car think that riding a bad horse mixed with northern breeds on a country road is majestic?But it’s really not like this. The sense of superiority comes from comparison. People around you who drive Land Rover will naturally not feel that BYD is majestic, but what if you are surrounded by people with "legs"?
Even driving a Santana feels majestic!

"Bah! There are birds and hozens! What are you proud of?" Shao Tingda, who was leaning on a rake in the field, saw from a distance that Chen Mu was covered in dust from the horse's hooves, and swear words came out of his mouth. He put down the rake while cursing. Here, he turned up the field ridge in three or two steps, "Brother Mu, don't fight with that idiot, you are so stupid that you can't even talk... Is this the bird gun of Baihu and brother? Put a gun and let the brothers hear it, What is written here? I'll ask the storyteller to recognize the characters!"

The name of his storyteller was Shi Qi, who was born in the third year of Jiajing. Although he was in his forties, he was thin and short in stature, so Chen Mu didn't count him as the main force in the field yesterday, but if he encountered a fight, he would respond instead. Is a good hand.No one could have imagined that this failed scholar who used to be a storyteller in a teahouse outside the city of Ningguo Mansion in Nanzhili was sent to the army thousands of miles for the crime of murder, and was reduced to a military household in Qingyuanwei, the capital of Guangdong.

The scholar doesn't talk much, no matter what skills he has, even if Chen Mu wants to contact such a person to protect his future, he still has a lot of resistance to the murderer in his heart. The words said: "I am not fighting against him. Sooner or later, I will ride a taller and stronger horse than him. You don't have to call a scholar, I can recognize these words."

Seeing Chen Mu's disgusted expression, Shao Tingda licked his lips and asked, "What's crooked at this moment?"

"Hachiman, Great Bodhisattva." Although the owner of this body has been taught by the master of the guard, he doesn't know too many characters. However, because Ming characters are similar to traditional characters, Chen Mu can read and guess most of them. Naturally, the Japanese characters on the gun handle can also be read, because they are basically Ming characters, "This is the fire gun used by the Japanese pirates. They are the Hachiman pirates."

The official name of the Hachiman Pirates is the Kumano Navy, which is named after the Hachiman Daibodhisattva flag hoisted by the clippers.The pirates operating in the waters of the Ming Dynasty accounted for a considerable part, and their fast boats were also called Hachiman boats by the Ming people.

The wooden handle of the short gun in Chen Mu's hand was crookedly engraved with the characters of Hachiman Bodhisattva. It is hard to imagine how many owners this exotic firearm traveled across the ocean before it fell into his hands.

"It's the Japanese pirates again!" Shao Tingda didn't know what to do, so he just scratched his head and cursed casually, and then said worriedly: "The Japanese pirates' knives are useless, and their guns, Brother Mu, can you help me?" Be careful."

Chen Mu weighed the blunderbuss, but it weighs eight or nine catties for one meter long. The barrel is very thick, and it looks durable. He asked Shao Tingda casually: "The Japanese sword is bright and fast, so it should be easy to use, why is it so unusable?"

Bai Yuanjie said that Chen Mu's original master knew how to use the musket, and Chen Mu knew how to use this kind of matchlock gun when he held the musket, but the movements seemed rusty. Obviously, Chen Mu had never used such a musket like this several times in the past, but As long as he knows how to use it, as for proficiency, Chen Mu will have a lot of opportunities to be proficient in the future.

"Waitao, I heard from the military artisan of the guard that the Japanese paid [-] Japanese knives in two ships, and the knives that flowed into Jiaren's market were not good knives, and the ones captured from the Japanese pirates were even worse. It will break after only a few times of chopping. If there are good knives, Bizen and Yamashiro are good knives, but I heard that they are very expensive in the market, so we can’t use them.” Shao Tingda said, patting his waist to hang The Yanling knife with a rusty handle grinned and said: "A good knife is one that can kill people. It doesn't mean that all the Japanese knives are good. If you don't believe me, go to the military craftsman and ask. Maybe a stone of rice can be exchanged for a Japanese sword." Knife, they have it, I have seen it."

Chen Mu nodded and chuckled, and told Wei Balang to run thirty steps and set up a wooden sign.He also felt that what Shao Tingda said was reasonable, there were good knives and bad knives everywhere, and even if there were differences in iron-smelting techniques, it was impossible to determine the quality of bright knives and Japanese knives.What really caused the Ming sword to lose to the Japanese sword is the shape of the sword rather than the quality of the blade... How can a single sword in the Ming Dynasty compare with a two-handed Nodachi?

The disadvantages of the Ming Dynasty, as early as thousands of years ago, the ancestors said: if you enter, you will not be able to protect your family, if you go out, you will be invincible to foreign patients, and the country will perish.

This bird gun has been sealed in the warehouse of the guard for at least half a year. The rust inside the gun barrel made Chen Mu poke it with a cleaning rod for a long time, and the rust was poured out from time to time. He ignited the matchlock tied to his forearm and was about to shoot, but he saw Wei Balang set up a wooden sign in the distance, like a little fool standing next to the wooden sign with his ears covered, waiting to hear it.

"I really trust Chen, call him here!" Shao Tingda called Wei Balang back with a loud voice, and Chen Mu blew on the ends of his hair angrily, "Who knows if this gun is accurate? But there are only five bannermen left."

When Wei Balang ran over from the opposite side, before he could cover his ears, he heard a loud noise.

"boom!"

Huge smoke was ejected from the muzzle, and the lead bullets flew out at a speed invisible to the naked eye, accurately avoiding the target and flying to nowhere.

Chen Mu was not discouraged, and fired more than ten bullets one after another, and the probability of hitting was getting higher and higher. When he tied the thick wooden plank fifty steps away and hit the edge in the evening, the lead bullet penetrated the wood chip and hit the edge. At the corner of the broken board, he finally shouted for joy.

He finally learned how to use the long-range weapons of this era!
Note: Dumb - from the Yuan song "Li Sulan Fengyue Yuhuchun", the original words are dumb.

(End of this chapter)