After speaking, Naleng picked up one of them and turned it over to check, and couldn't help but sigh again: "Oh, how did you make such a clever skill?" Look at this little troll, it's so exquisite. Ay! Let's take a look at it too. Here, take it down. ”

The eunuch beside him immediately carefully took the musket from Naleng's hand, went down the three steps and handed it to Prime Minister Lunta. It was also the first time that Lenta had seen a musket. In the previous war, the Han army had never lost a single musket, and this time it captured more than 50 of them, which was a complete victory.

The corner of the mouth of the man sitting on the dragon chair was smiling, but there was sadness in his eyes. He knew very well that they could not make such a delicate and advanced weapon. That's why he's so depressed.

Lenta also couldn't put it down and looked at it over and over again, while the people behind him craned their necks to watch. Lenta looked at it for a while, and the people behind him were curious and impatient, so he handed it over to the people behind him without saying a word.

The person behind him had already seen almost it, and just wanted to take it in his hand and try it himself. I held it in my hand. muttered in his heart: "Well, it's quite heavy, it's very textured, and it doesn't float in your hand." How did this thing shoot what bullets? And so powerful? It's amazing that even thick wooden planks can penetrate it! No, it's a magic weapon. ”

This guy also can't put it down in his hand. The people behind him were in a hurry, and they all subconsciously stretched their necks to look ahead. And the opposite row is even more anxious.

Then he asked the eunuch to show the other one to this side.

It was passed very slowly, and these people wanted to take a closer look, and it was this thing that made their invincible Tatar cavalry weak.

It took me a while to finish it. The two muskets were back on the dragon table. Naleng picked it up again to check, although it was to check, but he didn't know how to use it.

He asked, "Do you know how to use it?" ”

The general said: "Back to the saint, there are military personnel outside the hall who know how to use it, and there are two bullets, and you can use wooden planks on the main hall to demonstrate the power of this firearm." ”

Nalen nodded and said, "Okay, let him in!" ”

"It's holy." The general said, and went to call someone himself. Naturally, he was going to give instructions outside, and in this hall, which symbolized the highest administrative body of the Great Yang Dynasty, in front of the majestic emperor, this could not be wrong.

The general personally brought this soldier who knew how to use firearms. He also used it because he was a survivor of several major battles with the Han army.

"The villain sees the saint, long live the saint, long live the saint."

The little soldier came up to the main hall and knelt down to pay homage to Naleng, and his body was still a little shaky, obviously he was a little timid, because this was the first time he had come to the palace. If nothing else, this magnificent hall alone was enough to shock him. In addition to the solemn civil and military officials on both sides and the emperor sitting high on the dragon chair, his heart was pounding and pounding.

Naleng said slowly: "Get up and speak!" ”

The little soldier said tremblingly, "Thank you, Sheng, Longen." After saying that, he stood up, bowing his head and not daring to look at the flute. This is what the general Turhe told him outside the main hall that he must not look around when he arrives in the main hall, which is disrespectful to the saint.

Since the general said so, then this little soldier naturally did it. Even if Tuerhe didn't tell him, he wouldn't dare to look around when he came to such a hall.

Then he said, "Raise your head." ”

The little soldier raised his head, and this time he saw the emperor's dragon face clearly.

Seeing that the appearance of this little soldier was really ordinary, Naleng asked directly: "The general said that you know how to use this firearm." Is it? ”

The little soldier bowed respectfully and said, "Yes, Holy One." ”

"And how did you learn that?" Nalen asked.

The little soldier said: "Back to the saint, the villain saw how the soldiers of the Han army shot after more than a dozen battles with the Han army. And again, the villain was knocked unconscious, and when he woke up and opened his eyes, there happened to be a soldier of the Han army shooting next to the villain. At that time, the villain wanted to kill the Han soldier and snatch the firearm in his hand, but I was seriously injured and couldn't move, so I could only watch the Han soldier shoot.

The Han soldier shot a total of ten times in front of the villain's eyes, and then got up and left. Therefore, the villain put this firearm with ammunition, which he called bullets in the Han army. And then how to pull the bolt, how to shoot, all this was learned clearly. Because at that time, the villain thought that even if he couldn't kill this Han soldier, it would be good to learn how to shoot this firearm. In this way, the villain learned to shoot firearms. ”

After listening to the little soldier's story, Naleng couldn't help but nod, and then said, "Well, you did a good job. If all the soldiers are as willing as you, then our Tatar army is still the invincible and victorious army. ”

"Thank you for your praise, these are the things you should do as a sergeant." The little soldier bowed and said.

Nalen continued: "Since you know how to use this firearm, let's show me how to use it on the spot!" ”

"Yes, Holy." The little soldier replied decisively.

At this time, the general Tuerhe ordered the props. A three-inch thick plank, a musket, a bullet. Three-inch-thick planks stand near the entrance of the main hall. There was no one outside the gate.

The little soldier took the musket and the bullets and began to load them. Although the technique is not skilled, he still puts himself in it.

"Back to the saint, this firearm can hold ten rounds of ammunition at a time, and now the villain is loaded with one round." The little soldier said.

"Well, okay, you can show me the drill!" Naleng nodded and said.

"Yes, Holy Lord, please watch over." As he spoke, the little soldier took up his musket and aimed his eyes at the thick plank that stood only a foot in front of him.

Pulling the trigger, only to hear a bang, startled the civil and military ministers on both sides of the hall, and even the tall Naleng was also a palpitation.

While the sound of the gunfire was still echoing in the main hall, there was already a small hole the thickness of a finger in the three-inch-thick wooden board, and a ray of sunlight passed through the hole, forming a thin pillar of light.

The gunfire stopped, and the hall fell silent. Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, and almost all of them had one expression, that is, dumbfounded.

At this time, the little soldier broke the silence, turned around, stepped forward, knelt down and said to Naleng, "Holy Lord, the villain has finished the drill." ”

Naleng was still immersed in surprise, and it took a while to come back to his senses and say, "Okay, you go down first." "The return of the financial empire