PFC Chapter 971
Chapter 971
"enough."
As he finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on Zhu Yunhuan's lips.
In just a few seconds, a total of four gunshots were heard in the Alchemy Department, and when the seconds were up, Wang Jinnian had just put the fifth stone bullet into the gun barrel.
Although the seconds may not be accurate, they are not too far off.
In other words.
The current rate of fire of this version of the matchlock gun is: four to five rounds per minute.
and……
This is continuous firing with the same musket!
Indeed, for Zhu Yunhuan, who had witnessed an era of hundreds or thousands of rounds per minute, the speed of "four to five rounds per minute" was still as primitive as it could be.
But you have to know... before Zhu Yunhuan intervened, the firing rate of traditional muskets... No, before that, there was no concept of firing rate for muskets at all!
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunhuan also became curious. He looked at everyone and asked, "From just now until now, how many times can those ordinary fire guns in the past be fired?"
When they heard Zhu Yunhuan's question, many people frowned.
After making the comparison, they even had a hint of disdain and contempt on their faces, exchanging self-deprecating glances with each other and the people around them. Wang Jinnian even shook his head and said, "To answer your Majesty, there's no comparison. They can't even be compared like this!"
Wang Jinnian's words were like a stone that caused a thousand waves to ripple, and the others were also inspired to complain:
"There's nothing wrong with what Old Wang said!"
"If it's a musket like the ones we saw before, the gunpowder would be hot from the explosion, and the remaining ash would also be hot. After firing a shot, the barrel wouldn't cool down, but would continue to heat up from the remaining ash."
"There's no way I can put down my gun right now!"
"That's right! After firing a shot, you have to rest immediately. Someone has to clean out the remaining debris inside and wait for the barrel to cool down before you can fire the second shot! Otherwise, even if the barrel doesn't explode, it will crack."
"If you keep firing recklessly, the barrel will crack after the second shot, and the third, or at the latest the fourth, shot will definitely explode!"
"Now that we've switched to smokeless gunpowder, there's almost no ash left in the barrel. After firing a shot, it cools down quickly, and we can directly continue loading gunpowder, stone bullets, or iron bullets. It wasn't possible before!"
"Hey! At the time Wang Jinnian fired those shots just now, ordinary muskets would still be gathering dust and waiting to cool down!"
"How can this be compared?"
"..."
This group of people are the most elite musketeers from all the major bases of the Ming Dynasty. When it comes to this kind of thing, they know more than anyone else.
They are the people who are most familiar with muskets.
He is also the person who suffered the most from the previous firearms. The more he suffered in the past, the more he can now appreciate the benefits of the matchlock gun.
Now let’s talk about the comparison between the new and old muskets.
Each of them had a thousand complaints in their stomachs waiting to be vented, and Zhu Yunhuan gave them the opportunity to vent. For a moment, the voices of complaints rose and fell, just like a torrent of water, continuous...
"Back then... we could only discuss and fire our weapons with a few people."
"You've finished firing yours, so put it aside and take a break to clean out the ashes. He's done firing his too, so we can fire again... Wait until the barrel of the first one is almost cold, then we can reload it with gunpowder and bullets and start the second round!"
"That's it... He can't even shoot accurately! If the distance is a little further, the best he can do is to get a rough shot."
"Can it be compared?"
"Do you think this can be compared?"
With this new type of musket, everyone has forgotten that they used to treat the old type of musket as a treasure.
Zhu Yunhuan couldn't help laughing when he saw this.
But at the same time, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had heard something interesting from everyone's complaints.
After a moment of thoughtful silence, a sudden smile appeared on his face, and he murmured, "Yes, a three-stage shot... to make up for the disadvantage of slow firing rate, today's matchlock guns can still be used."