Chapter 39 You have no conscience--
Lu Yuan couldn't help showing a trace of appreciation, but there were still doubts between his eyebrows that he couldn't shake off. Young master, do you mean how to fight?
Liang Peng flew to the ground with the tip of the knife and drew the topographic map of Crab King Island with a good memory. The tip of the knife moved slowly along the narrow strait, and the friction between the sand and the tip of the knife made people's teeth sore.
Everyone's attention fell on the tip of Liang Pengfei's knife, and doubt and confusion were their unified expressions.
"Der the dog into the poor alley." Liang Pengfei's knife tip finally stopped at the dock and poked it fiercely. The answer was so short that everyone couldn't help but be stunned, which made people feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.
"If we take advantage of the terrain of our Crab King Island, let alone ten ships, even if there are ten more ships, they can still have no return." Bai Shusheng patted on his thigh and said excitedly.
"Young master, won't those Western pirates know where our nest is?" Lu Yuan's eyebrows were slightly locked, and the young master's idea actually opened a new idea, but it exposed another problem.
"In fact, if they really want to inquire, how can they not? I know that my Liang family's nest is here. Although there are not many, there are also many. I heard from my father that my father just took this burden from my grandfather and worked at least seven or eight times near Crab King Island, killing and injured a lot of people. Therefore, I want to take advantage of the land of Crab King Island to let those people gain insights. Don't think about the idea of attacking Crab King Island. Similarly, it is more convenient for us to quickly counterattack Luzon after the war to lay the foundation. Luzon is a good place. This is my starting point. Think of me as stepping on the whole southern ocean. The beginning..." Liang Pengfei tilted the corners of his mouth and laughed. The exposed white teeth showed a chill in the sunset. His eyes were evil and sinister. Zhang Xingba and others couldn't help shivering. At this time, the young master seemed to have removed the layer of the gentleman's disguise on his body, and there was a stream of blood-eating and gloom in his bones. Outside, it is like a fierce beast coming out of the ancient wasteland, and it is like a cruel hunter who has also fallen and rolled countless times in the bloody sea of corpses.
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However, after checking the terrain, Liang Pengfei was a little frustrated to find that the ground on the crab foot cliff was uneven and narrow. I'm afraid that the cannon could not be put a few doors. There were at most two doors on the left crab foot cliff and three at most on the right crab foot cliff, and they were all small cannons, which could not play much role in blocking the in blocking the invading enemy.
And some unscrupulous pirates even proposed to Liang Pengfei to use a catapult, which was used in the old inventory of Liang Pengfei's grandfather's grandfather's era. It can indeed be used. But what is it used for?
Liang Pengfei almost wanted to tie that fool to the weight, and let the catapult throw him directly into the sea to practice self-help.
This almost made Liang Pengfei worried to death, just like a thug who was ready to rob the bank with high-explosive zha medicine. When he killed countless security guards and killed a bloody road to the door of the vault, he found that the electricity ** in his hand had turned into a firecracker...
"What should I do? Otherwise, use human hands to drop cannonballs. Monk Chen arrogantly bulged his chest muscles and picked up a heavy stone and threw it into the distance, showing his extraordinary power.
As a result, it fell into the small yard of a family. Suddenly, the chickens and dogs jumped. If no one had been at home, maybe the 18 generations of ancestors of Monk Chen would have received cordial greetings.
Bai Shusheng rolled his eyes wildly: " Monk, if you have the ability, you can try to throw the 24-pound shells of Xiyi." The pirates next to him were all crooked, but there were not many fierce figures who dared to mock Monk Chen, whose muscles were already full of heads.
"I can still throw it, at least 20 or 30 meters. Why do I look down on me? Believe it or not, throw you over?" Monk Chen looked disdainful and provocative, and Bai Shusheng turned a deaf ear. Liang Pengfei, who was worried about the grassroots, couldn't help but brighten his eyes: "Say your grandma's, you have no conscience. How can I forget that thing?"
"There is no conscience?" A pirate foolishly glanced at Master Liang, who was so excited that he jumped up. He said to his heart that the young master should not be crazy, right? I've heard of the 24-pound cannon and the general cannon, but I haven't heard of the conscience cannon.
"The saying 'no conscience' seems to be a little familiar." Zhang Xingba touched the back of his head with a memorable expression.
"Nonsense, last time I went to the brothel with you, Xiao Yueru just pinched you and said this." Another pirate next to him raised the orchid with a silver smile on Zhang Xingba's shoulder, pinching his voice to learn from the woman to speak: "You have no conscience..." Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter. Zhang Xingba's face was like purple. He punched the guy and said angrily, "I said your grandma, you have no conscience."
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"Well, in this case, this conscienceless cannon will be supervised by you and Zhang Xingba. The deadline is for three days, and at least ten cannons will be made. If the quantity is not enough at the due date, or the quality is not up to standard, one less or there is a problem, each of you will run and knock around the crab with a gong and bare buttocks. Wang Dao ran for a lap. Liang Pengfei also laughed gloomily, but it was like the cold water of a large bathtub, which instantly poured Zhang Xingba and another pirate with a hippie smile into a bitter gourd face.
The protagonist Zhang Xingba and the pirate leader just now are like two plague chickens suffering from severe avian flu, with complete wither. Young master, I really don't know what it means to have no conscience. Zhang Xingba wrinkled a bitter face. He knew that Master Liang, who took a mouthful of saliva, was definitely not teasing himself.
"I'll ask Bai Shusheng to give you the casting process of the conscienceless cannon later. It's actually very simple." Liang Pengfei still remembers that the most primitive conscienceless cannon, not to mention gasoline barrels, can be fired even if a hole is dug on the ground, but if a hole is dug on the ground, the accuracy and distance cannot be mastered.
Liang Pengfei was pleased that there was a workshop specializing in casting weapons on this island. Because of the tightly sealed locks of the Qing Dynasty, it was extremely difficult to smuggle them out of the sea after making artillery in the mainland. Therefore, Lao Liang's family specially set up an iron pot workshop and a copperware workshop on the shore, through these two workshops to send a large amount of production weapons to Crab King Island. The raw materials of the weapon are not only big knives and spears, but also guns and artillery can be cast on the island, which makes Liang Pengfei can't help admiring the endless wisdom of the people.
So as long as there is a size, there is absolutely no problem with the simple conscienceless cannon. The narrowest part of the strait is only more than 100 meters. As long as a 17 or 18 conscienceless cannons can be placed on the top of the cliff, those Western pirates entering the strait can definitely see how fierce the great inventions created by the Chinese People's Army are.
When Lu Yuan led Liang Pengfei to the underground arsenal of Liangfu Fortress, Liang Pengfei couldn't help but round his eyes. In the light of torches and giant candles, boxes of muskets and all kinds of cold weapons placed on the shelf could almost be compared with the adjective huge.
"Damn it, there must be at least seven or eight hundred muskets, right?" Liang Pengfei opened the box, opened the straw, picked up a musket smeared with butter and skillfully played with it in his hand. It was quite well maintained, and there was absolutely no trace of rust. Moreover, Liang Pengfei smelled it, and the faint smell of gunpowder proved that these muskets had been used.
Seeing Liang Pengfei's eyes, Lu Yuan explained, "Young master, most of these long muskets were snatched by us, a total of 2, 123 shots. There are 189 short muskets left here, and the rest have been matched to the brothers. In addition, these cold weapons, knives, swords and spears add up. Nearly three thousand, the damaged ones have been returned to the furnace, and these intact ones are kept here. If the brothers' weapons are damaged, they can also be easily replaced.
"Your grandmother's..." Liang Pengfei couldn't help scolding excitedly. He put the musket back into the wooden box, picked up a waist knife, looked at the steel fire, and tried the weight, but he wondered: "Why is the proportion of long and short muskete guns in this arsenal so out of arms?"
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PS: The first update has arrived, and everyone continues to look. Master Liang began to play. The pirate army summoned by Governor Luzon is about to leave, and the heart of the Spanish princess has been teased by Master Liang, uh-huh... In short, the follow-up is more exciting.
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