Some militia lads from my story
Some militia lads from my story
This plate on Needham Musket Conversion proves the prior service of the gun in the American Civil war.
fairfax and lambert taking a break from serious war-related things to talk about gardening :-) fairfax is listing his favourite types of flowers
ASSASSIN’S CREED III Best Finishing Moves: 11 / ?
fairfax arriving in hull to rendezvous with his dad after fighting his way out of an occupied city, riding for 20 hours, being shot in the wrist, almost falling off his horse, losing his armour, riding for another 20 hours and being attacked by the royalist army
Why are they called the three musketeers when they don’t use muskets? Like, they very clearly use swords. If one of the musketeers ever pulled out a revolutionary war gun with powder and a ramrod and musketballs I honestly don’t know how I would react
Moroccan moulhaka snaplock musket featuring a traditional trumpet stock
Algerian Moukhala musket
Manufactured most likely in Kabylie, Algeria c.1760′s. ~.60 caliber, ~140cm long smoothbore steel barrel, Arab miquelet lock, silver fittings with coral inlays. Made for a diplomatic gift from the Bey of Algiers to the future king Georges IV in 1811. The Berber people of Kabylie were known to make these very long muskets, much in the same way the Afghans manufactured their jezails.
When I’m drawing I’m like
“I don’t actually know what coattails look like.” *continues to draw*
“I don’t actually know what an ascot looks like.” *continues to draw*
“I don’t actually know what a musket looks like.” *continues to draw*
Redcoat Regiments: Footmen, Sergeants, and Field Officers (v2)
A redcoat column is on the move, marching to the syncopation of fife and drum and the barking of an officer’s orders. Field officers—captains, colonels, or majors—ride alongside the regiments they command, maneuvering the troops into position. Young drummer boys keep the tempo, the rousing song inspiring courage in the assembled army…
An adventuring party is expected to act as light infantry; skirmishing, ambushing supply trains, and operating behind enemy lines. Patriots were well known for sniping British officers, a tactic considered to be dishonorable, but undoubtedly effective. By taking out an enemy officer, a small party of light infantry could disrupt an entire division.
Footman here is your basic standard infantry unit, and is the “building block” from which a GM can create a battlefield encounter. We’ve calibrated this enemy’s stats pretty carefully, because an average shot from a .70 caliber musket should normally be lethal to the basic enemy. The Foot Sergeant's Volley Fire ability is meant to represent the massed fire battle lines typically deployed during the 18th century, albeit on a small scale.
The Field Officer and Drummer statblocks are designed as force multipliers that can turn a company of footmen into a disciplined fighting force, protecting their allies from fear effects and increasing the effectiveness of Volley Fire. Officers are the heart of any line infantry encounter, keen strategists who lead from the front and rely on their troops to defend them.
This is the second iteration of these statblocks, and by playtesting we’ve learned a few lessons. Combat runs almost like an asymmetric wargame: while groups of footmen alternate between massed volley fire and reloading, players are usually actively skirmishing, hiding behind cover, and angling to take out enemy officers or disrupt the line where they can. This plays out just like the heroic fantasy of a light infantry unit, and lets a GM field large numbers of enemies against crafty players.
Because footmen have to mass into groups, this leaves them vulnerable to AoE effects, especially grenades and artillery fire. Their Regimented ability is intended represent the average soldier’s drill training, and to be both a benefit and a drawback. If two or more footmen don’t have an officer to order a volley, they still gain a benefit from grouping together. However, they explicitly cannot score a critical hit! The damage on firearms is quite high because of the need to reload, and if a low CR enemy with a musket could crit it might one-shot an unlucky player.
GMBinder Links: Officer & Drummer, Footman & Sergeant
Butt of an Albanian miquelet musket
Muskett-Kongsberg-Flint-M1825 m1825 Musket, Norway
a quick doodle cuz im on a roll tonight and also the official art with him in his lil uniform is too stinking cute
Janissary by Hall Hsu
And musket-fuckers be like "I'm a responsible gun owner"
Ross dithered on the deck, trying to figure out if this really was his best idea. The black eye Musket had given him still twinged ever so slightly, even if the outside bruising had finally faded into nothingness. And yet part of him knew he had to try. If he really wanted to help Chelle – or at the very least stay with her – then this was the only option.
‘They obviously don’t teach sneaking at the palace,’ Musket mused, causing Ross to spin. He unbalanced himself and grabbed for the railing. There was no ignoring the smirk on Musket’s face, the light behind his eyes that Ross could see when looking at him properly. ‘What are you up to?’
‘I just – I wanted...’ Ross heaved a deep inhale, slowly let the breath go. ‘Can you teach me?’
Musket’s brow furrowed, confusion etched into every angle of his face. ‘Teach you what, guar?’ The sneer behind his title was enough to make Ross flinch, and yet he tried not to show it, even as Musket stalked closer. ‘How to fight properly? How to –?’
‘How to be like you guys,’ Ross explained hastily.
If the news shocked Musket he did well to hide it; there was the barest softening of his sneer. His lips untwisted ever so slightly.
‘I can’t keep being here and acting like a guard,’ Ross said, needing to make Musket understand why this was necessary. Two weeks he’d been on the ship and so far the only person who spoke to him, besides Chelle, was the young sailor in front of him. None of the conversations were exactly positive, but they were better than the undermining comments murmured under breaths. Words spoken in a language he didn’t understand that were usually followed by laughter very much at his expense.
‘But you are a guard,’ Musket said simply, using his dagger to clean out beneath his nails. There was something so blasé about the action that made it feel like a promise of violence to come if he made one wrong move.
‘Not anymore.’ Ross knew that there was no coming back from this choice. If he headed back to the palace, especially without Chelle, people would question him. They’d think he was hiding something. His reputation was ruined either way.
Musket hummed a reply before flipping the knife over in his hand. There was a speculative look on his face before he offered the handle towards Ross. ‘I’ll teach you,’ he said, still holding the knife tightly between his fingers even as Ross moved to take the handle. ‘But it won’t be easy to get the rod out of your arse.’
Ross chuckled bitterly as he gently pulled the knife free, glad that there was no way he could accidentally cut the man. He just needed to remember why he was doing this, it was the only way he’d swallow the bitter pill without too much regret. Because Chelle was his best friend, and if this was what made her happy, then he’d do what he could to make sure nobody took that away from her.
The Girardoni air rifle, also known by its German name the Windbüchse, was a military air gun designed in Vienna by Italian inventor Bartolomeo Girardoni c.1779. It was issued to the ‘Imperial-Royal’ army of the Holy Roman Empire between 1780 to 1815, but only used for a few years during that time period.
As its name suggests, and unlike a firearm, the Windbüchse utilized compressed air stored in a tank to propel its otherwise unremarkable lead bullets. The air tank was made of riveted and soldered sheet iron fitted with a brass threaded collar and check valve, covered with leather, offering enough pressure for up to thirty shots and doubling as the rifle’s buttstock. The bullets were contained in a tubular hopper with room for 20 and some shots, with a loading gate towards the muzzle and a spring-loaded piece transferring individual rounds from the magazine to the gun’s chamber. The rifle featured a hammer, in reality a cocking lever, similar to contemporaneous flintlock mechanism. Rather than striking a spark with a flint however, it simply triggered a pin in the stock to push onto the air tank’s valve to release a consistent burst of compressed air. The superficial similarity in operation to a firelock might have been achieved on purpose to help soldiers better get used to the weapon. The barrel was rifled, which coupled with the tight tolerance of the bullets it fired permitted by it being a breech-loader made it fairly accurate, limited only by the inefficiency of air compared to gunpowder as a propellant.
A better look at the magazine’s spring-loaded sliding block in its resting position. When the rifle was pointed up, you could slide the transfer block, connected to a leaf spring, and align its opening with the gun’s magazine. Releasing it would take it and a ball back in line with the barrel.
Although there may have been plans to issue Girardoni’s air rifle to Austrian line infantry, it did not see much use outside of light infantry and Jäger units due to its complexity. The gun was issued with its own proprietary webbing, the pouch pictured above. It contained two extra air tanks, four tube-shaped speedloaders of 20 lead balls each, a complete bullet casting toolkit and a hand pump. The extra tanks were particularly important, as refilling them was the weapon’s main weakness. To achieve the 800-850psi/6000~kPa pressure inside the tank, the user had to rely on the small hand pump and a lot of elbow grease. If no specialized cart-mounted larger pump was in sight, they were in for about 1500 strokes to get their weapon to full capacity and effectiveness. The pump looked like your average bike pump, except the air tank was screwed directly onto the upper portion, while the bottom part was connected to a crossbar for the soldier to step on. Raising the tank up and down would work the pump and refill it. The metalworking techniques of the time did not allow for particularly robust, airtight reservoirs, which caused them to rupture often and prohibited the gun from seeing a wider and longer service life.
Overall the Girardoni rifle was an extremely advanced weapon for its time, being the first breechloading and repeating gun issued to a military, along with making used of an early example of what would become tubular magazines more than fifty years later, providing its user with unseen firepower at the time. It was smokeless back when a sniper’s position could be given away by a puff of blackpowder, and although it was far from being silent it was moreso than any other musket.
Girardoni 1779 system pistol manufactured by S.H. Staudenmeyer in London c.1810, with an 8-round capacity hopper and a curved air tank as a grip.
For many Americans the Windbüchse entered popular consciousness when learning about the Lewis & Clarke expedition, when in the weapon’s later service years it was introduced to the civilian market and found its way into Meriweather Lewis who took the opportunity of charting the Louisiana purchase to flex on the locals.
Meanwhile, an actual military manual from 1770;
"The first Principle of the Exercise of the Firelock (and of all Fire-arms ) is, to make the Man who exercises it, load as quick as it shall be possible for him to load, and be sure to hit the Object fired at - be sure, as much as Man can, to kill. ALL Motions which have no relation to Killing or Maiming, which are neither Offensive or Defensive, are foreign to the Weapon. Without firing at a Mark, Men will not be Marksmen; and, without being sure to kill, Soldiers are not in the best possible state for War. A BATTALION, whose Fire is certain and deadly, kills, stops, and conquers; a Battalion, whose Fire is unsure, is unkilling, will not stop, and may be conquered." - Thomas Bell. A Short Essay on Military First Principles. P. 2-3.
7:20 AM EDT March 24, 2021:
Pavement - "Recorder Grot" From the compilation Westing (By Musket and Sextant) (March 22, 1993)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
Originally from the EP Demolition Plot J-7, released June 1, 1990
File under: Recorder Grot