The prince of Fuwang had long had the idea of forcibly taking Zhu Shun away, after all, Zhu Shun was his Zhuge Liang, and how could he establish an empire in Australia without him.

In Daming, he was a prince who had been cowering in a vassal territory all his life, where could he be the emperor or the founding ancestor, which made people feel agitated and happy.

It's a pity that Zhu Shun was reluctant to go with him, so the prince of Fuwang could only sigh and step on the cement floor, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking to the shooting range in the distance.

Although the great plan of the Australian Empire is still far away, the prince of King Fu has not been in vain at sea all these years, and he is familiar with all kinds of muskets in the Ming Dynasty and the West, and he can hear what kind of musket it is by listening to the sound, and he used a few taels of gunpowder.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the smoke from the muskets was unclear, but the sound was unhindered.

King Fu had never heard such a screaming gunshot, and thought that it might be Zhu Shun who had invented something good again, of course he couldn't let it go: "Doumi, let's talk about it, what good things have been invented recently." ”

Zhao Doumi smiled but did not speak, half a body behind the prince of Fuwang, and pointed ahead.

When the prince of Fuwang stepped on the cement road, he conveyed a sense of solidity, not a sticky feeling in the mud, and he was in a good mood.

When he walked to the shooting range, he was in a better mood when he saw Xiang Yong practicing marksmanship in the rain.

The military discipline of the Ming army is corrupt, that is a tacit thing, and on rainy days, they will only hide in the camp tent and play with women for money, let them come out to practice, and nine times out of ten it will cause a mutiny.

The village warrior in front of him, shirtless in the winter, drenched in the cold rain, stood still in place.

The winter was too cold, and the yellow-brown body was steaming hot, and the body was shivering with cold, but he still held the musket and tried to stand up straighter.

The prince of Fuwang looked at the rows of topless Xiang Yong, and couldn't help but feel some palpitations, the most difficult disease to treat was the wind cold, and if he got the wind cold, it was almost equivalent to stepping on half a foot in the ghost gate.

The ability of the general in front of him to govern the army is almost comparable to the famous generals in the history books, and he can make these old soldiers who have not been nurtured by the smoke of the beacon wolf, just a group of village warriors, standing firmly in the cold winter rain.

The prince of Fuwang felt a little cold wearing a mink fur, and those townsmen could actually keep their lines still: "Dou Mi, which of the senior apprentices of this famous general, Old Inspector Sun?" Inspector Yuan? Or Cao Wenzhao, the Liaodong general? ”

Zhao Doumi first respectfully shouted to the second uncle, then turned around and replied: "The second uncle is the second uncle of the teacher. ”

The prince of Fuwang looked at the silent Second Uncle Zhu Shun, and even forgot what he came here for, and looked at the Second Uncle Zhu Shun and thought carefully.

A platoon of villagers fired their guns, walked to the shed not far away and poured a bowl of ginger soup, loaded the ammunition with only ten breaths, and walked out and continued to stand in the cold winter rain.

Zhu Zhongyi, who was silent, suddenly spoke: "Next row, put it." ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The familiar sound of muskets rang out from the range, and the smoke quickly disappeared in the rain, and the conical lead bullet hit the target seventy meters away.

King Fu took out the bronze clairvoyant mirror casually, glanced at it casually, but couldn't take his eyes off it, and muttered: "This method is too accurate." ”

"This is seventy steps, this world is looking for a sharpshooter who can hit the bull's-eye at a distance of fifty steps, or looking for it in five or six thousand sailors, but I can't find it."

"My grandfather, these townsmen all hit the bull's-eye, or at a distance of seventy paces, or on a rainy day, or when the body is trembling, the gun method is too incredible."

"No matter who he is, this general is going to be decided, and he is simply the fifth son of the good general given by the great grandfather to the son of the world."

The prince of Fuwang walked over with an oil-paper umbrella, and said seriously to the point: "This prince is the prince of Fuwang, from today onwards you are the Yan Liangwen of this prince, do you dare to follow this prince to expand the territory in Nanyang." ”

The prince of King Fu did not dare to compare himself with Cao Cao, after all, Cao Cao finally became Emperor Wu of Wei, and it was still okay to compare himself with Yuan Shao.

Before Zhu Zhongyi could speak, Zhu Shun, who came to check how much the Doumi rifle had made, walked to the shooting range: "No." ”

If this was replaced by someone else who dared to contradict the prince of Fuwang, he would have slapped him in the face, but unfortunately he ran into Zhu Shun, so he could only say in a consultative tone: "Brother Zhu, whoever we are with, this son will borrow it for ten years." ”

"As long as the Australian Empire is established, I will immediately make my uncle the prince of the country, hereditary repudiation, and enjoy wealth forever."

Although the prince of the Australian Empire is very tempting, no matter how big Zhu Shun is, he will not let the second uncle go to Nanyang.

Not to mention the fact that he has to fight against the sea hegemons such as Franco, Helan, and England, even if it is the environment where various diseases are raging in the South Seas, the second uncle cannot be allowed to go to the South Seas.

Seeing Zhu Shun's attitude so resolute, the prince of Fu Wang also understood, his shoulders fell down instantly, and he stopped talking.

Zhu Zhongyi, who was silent, suddenly asked: "When the strength is enough, can the last general lead a naval division to the north to build slaves." ”

The prince of Fuwang originally thought that there was no hope, but when he heard this, he was pleasantly surprised: "Yes, it's too capable, not to mention one, you can hand over all the sailors to you." ”

"Besides, this son is also surnamed Zhu, and he is already in the same breath as Daming, and he wants to go north to build slaves more than you."

Zhu Shun's calm face showed a hint of anxiety, grabbed Zhu Zhongyi's arm and said, "Second uncle, before I developed antibiotics, it is absolutely impossible to go to Nanyang. ”

Zhu Zhongyi also wanted to rub his nephew's head like Chongzhen did in the second year, but when he raised his hand, he found that his nephew was taller than him, so he could only pat Zhu Shun's shoulder instead.

Or just one sentence.

"Shun'er, a total of nine people died in my uncle's robe, at the hands of Jiannu."

When Zhu Shun heard this, he wanted to persuade again, so he opened his mouth, but he just sighed, not knowing how to persuade him.

The robes are all lifelong friendships, and the depth of the feelings is no less than that of their own brothers, if one day all six of their brothers die in the hands of Jiannu.

As long as there is a slight opportunity, even if it is exchanged for life, it will be exchanged for a chance to take revenge.

The second brother Zhu Sihai has also married, and the younger sister-in-law Zhu Bai is also pregnant, and she is relieved to raise the baby under the care of her aunt.

The second uncle has nothing to worry about, the only regret should be that he failed to avenge the nine robes, and now that he has the opportunity, where will he let it go.

Zhu Shun couldn't stop it, so he could only support it: "I let you pick up a big bargain again." ”

Picked up another one?

The prince of Fuwang didn't understand what was going on, and when he heard Zhu Shun's next sentence, he wanted to kiss Zhu Shun happily.

Zhu Shun turned around and looked at Zhao Doumi, who was standing respectfully next to him: "There is one more person in the authority of the Doumi-style rifle, in addition to Brother Wen Zhao, it can also be sold to the little prince in the future." ”

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