The Fear of Wild Boar Hide

"arms!"

When those two words were uttered by Judy Jun, the breathing of all the generals in the myriad worlds and timelines instantly became heavy.

If "ideology" and "organization" are the soul and skeleton of rebellion, then "weapons" are its invincible claws!

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on the sky, his expression even more focused than when he first saw cannons.

"Remember! Remember them all carefully!"

He roared at the group of officials from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War who were already writing furiously inside the hall.

This is the method for forging a "divine artifact" that concerns the future destiny of the Zhu family and even the entire Chinese nation!

Late Ming Dynasty, Songshan.

Besieged in the city and running out of food and supplies, Hong Chengchou raised his head blankly.

Looking at the spirited young man from the future, Zhu Dijun, on the sky, he felt a mix of emotions.

If... if the Ming Dynasty had possessed such "divine pronouncements" earlier, how could it have fallen to this state today?

He later became a traitor to the Han people... This... This...

His brothers were all looking at him strangely; if it weren't for the formidable enemy at hand, they would probably all be killed.

Above the sky, Zhu Dijun pointed the camera at the desk in front of him.

"Family members, I know that most of you here are poor people. You don't have good armor or sharp swords."

"But that's okay."

Because times have changed!

"Next, I'm going to teach you how to make a revolutionary weapon that will revolutionize the era of cold weapons."

"A weapon that, with simple training, even a seven- or eight-year-old child can easily pierce through heavy armor from a hundred paces away!"

This statement shocked the entire world!

A seven or eight-year-old child?

Piercing through heavy armor from a hundred paces away?!

How is that possible!

Even the strongest archer, using the best bow, might not be able to do it!

"boast!"

In the Qing Dynasty era, a certain Eight Banners general scoffed disdainfully.

"These descendants of Zhu Di are talking nonsense, they're getting more and more outrageous. Have they gone mad?"

However, the next second, his smile froze on his face.

On the table, Zhu Dijun projected a three-dimensional, Q-version animation.

A chibi-style figure dressed in coarse cloth clothes is holding a dark "iron pipe".

Its name is—

"A matchlock gun!"

Zhu Dijun's voice carried a sense of historical weight.

"I know that firearms were not a novelty in many dynasties. For example, in my Great Ming Dynasty, the muskets of the Shenji Battalion were already renowned in the northern deserts."

"However, most of those firearms were complex in structure and expensive to manufacture, making them unaffordable for ordinary people."

"And what I'm going to teach you today is a weapon with the simplest structure, the most readily available materials, and that can be mass-produced—the civilian version of the matchlock gun!"

In the scene, the matchlock gun in the hands of the chibi-style figure is instantly disintegrated.

An iron pipe, a piece of wood, and a few simple metal parts.

"Family members, please look, a matchlock gun mainly consists of three parts."

"First, and most importantly, the barrel!"

Zhu Dijun's voice became serious.

"I know that forging a qualified seamless gun barrel is very difficult for blacksmiths in the countryside."

"But we can use a shortcut!"

"Take a piece of iron, hammer it repeatedly until it's red-hot, then wrap it around an iron core. Then, use a forging hammer to forge it day and night to close the gaps in the iron plate and weld it together as much as possible."

"This process is called the 'tube winding method'!"

On the sky, a cute little blacksmith figure is sweating profusely as he hammers a red-hot iron plate.

"I know this will be difficult, and the success rate may not be high. But as long as you can successfully make one!"

"We can use this gun barrel as a mold and use sand casting to cast more gun barrels! Although cast barrels are not as strong as forged ones, they can be mass-produced!"

The officials of the Ministry of Works of the Ming Dynasty were stunned.

"Tube winding method... Sand casting method..."

An old craftsman trembled with excitement: "Brilliant! Although this method is ingenious, it greatly lowers the barrier to entry for manufacturing muskets! Genius! A truly ingenious idea!"

"Second, the rifle butt!"

Zhu Dijun pointed to the piece of wood.

"This is the simplest. Find a sturdy hardwood, such as elm or jujube, and carve it out according to the shape on the drawing. Remember, you must sand it smooth, otherwise you will hurt your hands."

"Third, and most importantly—the firing mechanism!"

The metal parts were magnified in the image.

"Family members, please take a look. This is a very simple leverage structure."

"An S-shaped metal hook, which we call the 'dragon head,' is used to hold the ignition cord."

"A simple trigger, connected to the faucet."

"Pull the trigger, and the spring will cause the nozzle to strike the touch hole behind the barrel, igniting the gunpowder!"

"A blacksmith with even a little experience could make dozens of these a day!"

Looking at the incredibly clear structural diagrams and component drawings on the sky, the craftsmen from all timelines felt as if a door to a new world had been opened for them.

It's so easy!

Compared to those complex palace firearms, this is like a child's toy!

But they all understood that this seemingly simple "toy" would unleash terrifying power once it was manufactured in thousands!

"Now that we've dealt with the guns, let's talk about the ammunition."

Zhu Dijun's voice rang out again.

"Gunpowder, everyone should be familiar with that."

"One part saltpeter, two parts sulfur, three parts charcoal."

"This is the most basic gunpowder recipe. Saltpeter can be scraped from places like toilets, corners, and stables. Sulfur and charcoal are even easier to find."

"However, this ratio is just the basics. To make the gunpowder more powerful and burn more stably, you need to 'purify' and 'granulate' it!"

Next, Judy Jun used a Q-version animation to demonstrate in detail how to purify saltpeter using the "cold rinsing method" of dissolving and crystallizing, and how to mix powdered gunpowder with alcohol or water and press it into granules.

"Particle gunpowder is not only more than 30% more powerful than powdered gunpowder, but it is also less susceptible to moisture, making it easier to transport and load!"

"As for bullets, it's even simpler. Just melt lead, pour it into molds, and you can make as many as you want!"

In just half an hour.

From barrel forging to parts assembly, from gunpowder purification to bullet casting.

A complete musket manufacturing production line that could be mastered by ordinary people was laid bare before the vast universe by Judy Jun!

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang paced back and forth excitedly as he looked at the officials who had already filled several thick volumes with drawings and notes.

"God! Incredible skill!"

"If we had possessed such a divine weapon back then, why would it have taken us ten years to drive out the Mongols! Three years! At most three years, and we could have marched straight to the heart of the enemy and twisted off Emperor Shun of Yuan's head to use as a chamber pot!"

He abruptly stopped, a terrifying murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

"Issue the imperial decree! The Ministry of Works shall immediately establish the 'Firearms Division,' under my personal supervision! The Ministry of War shall immediately select the most resourceful soldiers from the entire army to form a 'New Army'!"

"I want to see the first batch of muskets within a month!"

"I want our descendants to all take up arms and annihilate the barbarians!"

At this moment, the most desperate people were none other than the rulers of the Qing Dynasty.

Emperors Kangxi, Qianlong, and Yongzheng, these rulers of foreign ethnicities, lay paralyzed on their dragon thrones, their faces ashen.

They knew it was over.

It's completely over.

When the heavens revealed this "dragon-slaying technique" that could be infinitely replicated, their proud Eight Banners cavalry, the military force they relied on to suppress the world, became a joke.

They can quell an uprising, and they can slaughter a city.

But could they kill all the Han Chinese in the world who had mastered this technology?

They seemed to see that one day in the future, countless Han soldiers armed with muskets would surge in from all directions and completely engulf their magnificent Forbidden City!

"It's not over yet."

On the sky, Judy Jun's voice, like a devil's whisper, rang out once more.

"Musketeers are only individual weapons."

"Next, I'll teach you how to build a bigger, more exciting one."

"We call it—"

"You heartless cannon fodder!"