PDLP Chapter 244 Toilet Magic
Chapter 244 Toilet Magic
Ning Yi now has money, food, weapons and equipment, and even wants to recruit soldiers. He has plenty of places to go.
The only thing missing is the most trusted servant officer who controls the soldiers at the grassroots level in the army.
Qin Haifeng said from the side, "Your Highness, the thousand students of the eighth term are about to graduate."
Ning Yi thought for a moment, then looked at the eight-term Niu Duzi Shu Tongs who were resting in groups of three or five, and said, "In another two months, there will be room for them."
"By the way, have the Intelligence Department go around and recruit servants. We can train them at the base first, and not all of them need to be placed in the mansion."
After all, there are always so many guards in the prince's mansion, and the last time the book boy cooperated with the imperial guards in a battle, they beat the Fang family army and made them cry out in frustration.
The old emperor had been keeping an eye on this for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't have let Ning Yi train the Beijing Camp for no reason.
For this reason, Ning Yi decided to train at the base for two months first, and then teach the student personally.
He had to personally train these servants and win their hearts so that they could become his real pillars in his fight for the world.
Qin Haifeng bowed and asked someone to notify the Intelligence Department.
Finally, Ning Yi arrived at the firearms manufacturing department.
Zeng Zhizhong introduced him: "Your Highness, here we have produced a considerable number of three-barreled fire guns. We have already armed the Fourth Army, and the Fifth Army will be armed soon."
"But there are still not enough Tiger Dun cannons."
Ning Yi frowned and saw that the Tiger Dun Cannon was indeed being manufactured slowly. After some consideration, he said, "Then we can increase the scale."
"Those old blacksmiths, stop hoarding your skills and take on more apprentices. Treat them as masters. This prince will not be able to do without their benefits."
In this era, many craftsmen have mastered a skill and are reluctant to pass it on to others.
As a result, many craftsmen who learned to make cannons were reluctant to teach more apprentices.
Ning Yi had no choice but to increase the rewards significantly.
Arriving at the large artillery site, Zeng Zhizhong looked at the four tall cannons in front of him and said, "Your Highness, these are large bronze cannons made according to your requirements, using a large amount of brass."
"When they were launched, each one actually reached two miles. Such a distance is truly astonishing."
Zeng Zhizhong was shocked. The range of the Tiger Dun cannon was close to one mile, but he didn't expect that this cannon could reach two miles. Who could withstand a shot from such a long distance?
Qin Haifeng, who was standing beside him, was shocked: "This big guy can hit that far?"
"Haha, Qin Jianjun doesn't know this." Zeng Zhizhong said with a smile, "This is nothing."
"Even that door over there can hit you three miles away."
Ning Yi and Qin Haifeng looked over and found that there was indeed a higher level.
According to Zeng Zhizhong, the one that hits two miles weighs about 300 kilograms in total, but the one that hits three miles weighs more than 500 kilograms.
Ning Yi asked them to try a round.
"Boom boom boom boom" the four pyrotechnicians lit the fuse.
The earth seemed to tremble with the sound of successive cannon fire.
The guards who came running to follow were so shocked that their ears were rumbling.
Ning Yi lowered his ears and looked around, and saw a large cloud of white smoke.
Qin Haifeng looked at the distance in shock and said, "Your Highness, it can really shoot that far. This is simply a magical weapon."
Ning Yi shook his head slightly: "This is just the beginning. With the red cannon, firing seven or eight miles is like playing."
Zeng Zhizhong was puzzled: "Your Highness, what is the red cannon?"
Ning Yi thought about it, then waved his hand and said perfunctorily, "It's just a bigger cannon."
"But it's not suitable to manufacture now."
"How about this," Ning Yi said, "We'll start with twenty of each of these, weighing 300 jin and 500 jin."
"Twenty?" Zeng Zhizhong smiled bitterly, "Your Highness, I don't think we can produce them in the short term."
"Why?" Ning Yi was surprised: "This prince remembers that a lot of brass was seized this time."
He looted everything that was copper.
These days, brass is money, so how could I let it go?
Zeng Zhizhong explained: "We have a lot of brass, but we don't have enough manpower. After all, we've been trying to make this kind of large cannon since years ago. So far, we've finally made four. The others have been scrapped and re-melted."
Ning Yi frowned, thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's set up a special department, the artillery department. If we're short of manpower, we can select from the prisoners."
"Also, we need to form an artillery corps. This artillery corps should be the size of a regiment, about 2,000 people."
"There are two guard battalions with 1,000 men each, a logistics battalion with 500 men, and the rest are two artillery battalions, a total of 500 men."
"We also have to equip them with enough mules and horses. Without mules and horses, they can't pull this thing."
Ning Yi had long wanted to form an artillery army. Artillery is the god of war, and it would be absolutely terrifying if it were really used on the battlefield.
It is not the time for him to show off his artillery yet.
With such limited artillery power, once the old emperor knew about this guy, he would immediately deal with him, seize all the weapons and take them for himself.
This is what you need when you are fighting for your life, to give the enemy a painful blow.
At present, we can only seize the time to train more and start with training to build up the artillery scale of a regiment.
Only a few dozen guns would be enough, and then train more artillery in large quantities. Artillery is a technical branch of the army. For this purpose, he specially selected the clever old servant and personally taught him several times various artillery operation problems using the Tiger Dun Cannon as an example.
Now just take dozens of large artillery pieces and train them slowly, as long as you can train more excellent artillerymen for him.
At that time, we only need to produce more artillery, and then specially organize an artillery army and stuff the artillerymen into it. It won’t take long for training to have enough combat effectiveness.
Zeng Zhizhong just smiled bitterly: "Even so, Your Highness, there is still a problem. The speed of gunpowder production is slow. Every time it is delivered, it can only provide each army with a batch that is just enough for training. Moreover, due to the expansion of the army, firearms training can only be conducted every seven days."
"How can this be possible?" Ning Yi was very dissatisfied. "Firearms require long-term training. Training once every few days will make you quite rusty."
"Well, I'll go take a look."
When he went to the heavily defended gunpowder base and took a look around, he was speechless.
The main reason is the severe shortage of raw materials.
All of this was collected by the intelligence department's various caravans.
Ning Yi thought for a moment and said, "Forget it. This prince will teach you a trick. Collect all the raw materials as quickly as possible."
There is no other way but to use the toilet magic trick.
Many people were shocked. How could something from a toilet be used to make gunpowder?
But after Ning Yi took the handkerchief and personally watched a group of craftsmen screen out the raw materials and then make gunpowder, they felt like they had become gods.
Everyone admires this prince for his ability to turn decay into magic.
However, as soon as Ning Yi left, he immediately asked Zeng Zhizhong to investigate carefully to see if there were any saltpeter and sulfur mines nearby.
If you can buy it, buy it. If you can’t buy it, grab it. Anyway, these things are not given much attention at the moment.