Chapter 39—The Devil's Training I

Murphy made three rounds of standard demonstrations, and regardless of whether he hit the target or not, he threw the musket directly onto the snow-covered table on the side.

"Do you understand?" asked Murphy, turning to the group.

I saw that those soldiers nodded blankly, and only a few of the more clever ones really found some doorways.

"Just get it, I don't care, just keep practicing! At least give me a picture of how to shoot today." Murphy didn't care that he didn't understand, and just turned around and left.

In fact, the shooting method of arquebus is quite simple, ignition, aiming, shooting, cleaning, repeating this process, practice makes perfect.

"Your Highness, the power of this alchemy weapon you invented is really amazing!" Luo Che Ba was holding the knight's plate armor that had been pierced by lead bullets just now, and he couldn't close his jaw in shock.

"It's all made of the most mundane iron, without any alchemy materials that can improve the quality and power, just a few inconsequential magic enchantments such as ignition or tenacity, but it has the ability to penetrate the knight's plate armor! Rochebas stroked the scarred knight's plate armor that had been pierced by buckshot.

This knight's plate armor, which was kindly provided by Knight Simon, is now in tatters, with two small holes in the chest alone that are bright from front to back, and there is even a large hole ten centimeters in diameter in the belly armor.

You know, even the Fantian crossbow can only penetrate this kind of armor, causing some minor injuries to the knights in armor.

However, if this weapon is used, it can inflict fatal damage on the knight.

Crucially, an ordinary farmer or citizen can use this weapon with minimal training to inflict massive damage on knights or mages.

This made Luo Cheba shudder, and he had a hunch that if there were many types of such weapons forming a system, it would be possible to rank them as the three major systems alongside magic and fighting spirit.

Times have changed! Luo Cheba couldn't help but sigh secretly, but at the same time, he also became extremely interested in this new type of weapon.

"Your Highness, can you teach me how to make this weapon? Lotchebus's eyes were full of hope.

"Of course, you're a member of Remlos Castle, and with you on board, my R&D work will be much easier. Murphy looked at his eyes full of hope and smiled helplessly, "But forget the apprentice's words, we can talk about each other as equals, and I have a lot to learn from you." ”

"Great, Your Highness, can I lend you one of these weapons? I want to take it back and study it. His Highness said that he could teach him this knowledge, but he also asked His Highness for a musket to study by himself, which may make His Highness misunderstand that he didn't trust him and wanted to get rid of him and do it himself.

"Of course, you can study it as much as you like, and if you don't understand something, you can come and ask me, and I can answer your questions at any time. Murphy grinned.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang behind Rochebas, the one from which the arquebus was fired.

While the others sweated profusely as they studied how to use it, one soldier figured it out with a few simple pokes.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look. Murphy whispered to Rochebus, and strode towards the queue.

Luo Che Bass followed closely behind.

"Do you know how to use it?" asked Murphy, walking over to the soldier.

"Tell Your Highness!!" shouted the soldier.

"Give me a run, I'll see. Murphy added.

"Yes!"

The soldier answered, turned and walked back to the firing position, and the other soldiers stopped what they were doing and looked at him.

He suddenly felt extremely stressed, and he didn't know whether he was nervous or frozen, and his hands were shaking.

Turn on the powder pot and blow off the debris and dust inside.

Add a new base and close the lid.

Take the fire rope and cut off 40 centimeters and clamp it on the snake rod.

Take out a small packet of gunpowder and pour it from the chamber of the gun, and then put in the lead bullet.

Remove the gun sliver and stick it through the barrel to tamp the gunpowder and lead bullet.

Ignite the arquebus by touching the fire rope to the ignition inscription on the bolt.

Place the musket on the fork to balance.

Aim! Shoot!

"Bang!"

The smoke rose again, but was quickly blown away by the wind.

The soldier removed the gun from the fork mount and stood next to his right leg.

"Very well! What's your name, soldier. ”

Murphy admired this soldier very much, he was born to play with guns, and the shot just now accurately hit the head of the target fifty meters away.

"My name is Jon!...... no surname," the soldier shouted his name, but because he was an orphan, he didn't have a last name of his own.

"Jon?" Murphy didn't expect that he would meet so many well-known characters after wearing a Yue, so he immediately patted him on the shoulder and gave him Jon's surname from the other world, "From now on, your name will be Jon Snow, and you will be the captain of the musket team." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your surname, Jon Snow is willing to saddle up for Your Highness. Snow knelt down and thanked him.

He knew that he was originally just a hunter and was not qualified to be a knight of His Royal Highness the Prince, and he was satisfied if he could do something for His Highness.

"Get up, you'll freeze your legs if you kneel on the ground in winter. Murphy couldn't stand being kneeled at him, and immediately helped Snow up.

"Go and help your soldiers learn to use muskets, make sure they learn before dark, and when they practice, they will give you more food, and if you don't practice well, you won't even have to eat!" Murphy waved his hand and let Jon Snow pass.

Snow answered in a deep voice, and ran back to help his comrades who hadn't figured out how to use it yet.

Compared to Murphy, Snow is much more competent, carefully explaining each step and teaching the soldiers how to shoot.

Finally, when all the soldiers were able to shoot steadily, it was already dark, and Murphy made good on his promise to them.

A beef cow was pulled out of the storehouse by the men and slaughtered.

Under the ice and snow, the meat was cut into pieces of the same size, some of which were thrown into a large pot and boiled, some of which were worn on a half-meter-long sharpened and skinned wooden stick and grilled on the fire, and some of which were placed on a rack and stir-fried.

After more than half an hour, a large pot of rice for more than 100 people was ready, and the soldiers sat around the fire in the wooden hut, holding bowls of fried beef grain rice and broth in their hands, and a large skewer of roasted beef in the other.

Eat meat, drink wine, and be happy.

Murphy held a bowl of broth and smiled, let you relax today, tomorrow will begin, your nightmare will come.

"Snow, we'll leave it to you when we get back here first, and tell the soldiers to get ready from tonight. After dinner, Murphy, Simon, and Rochebus all got on their horses.

"Your Highness!" Snow saluted. "But Your Highness, what are we going to prepare?"

"Prepare for the nightmare. Murphy grinned and didn't continue to explain.

Three fast horses galloped under the night of the snowfield, straight into the city.