The sky will eventually brighten.

Early the next morning, Eugen and the Ellen he brought, as well as the two beautiful women Margaret and Maria, plus the old mayor of the city of Leber, gathered together for a meeting in the town hall of Leber.

The city hall is a newly renovated building, which has just been put into use, and the decoration inside has not yet been arranged, which looks a little simple, but it is much better than the previous municipal office.

The whole town hall is very spacious, with a thick column more than ten meters high supporting a dome of round vaults, covering an area the size of half a basketball court, and a rectangular marble table that can make 30 people is placed in it, and the layout structure is very magnificent.

Sitting at the marble stone table, Eugen said excitedly: "Haha, it seems that the development of Leyber City has been very good during this time, this town hall is so magnificent, well, it is very in line with my identity." ”

"Haha, of course, you don't look at who designed it." Following Eugen's words, Maria said with a smile, as if she were asking for credit.

As the designer of the town hall, Maria did it exactly according to royal specifications, and the end result was certainly extraordinary.

Margaret on the side also said with a smile: "And your Lebour Castle, which was also designed by the princess on the basis of the old castle, is still under construction, and is expected to be able to move in in three months." ”

Both of these are good news, Eugen is already a count, and a castle that matches his status is also very important, so you can't always live in a hotel.

Eugen nodded with satisfaction when he heard this, and praised Maria without hesitation, and then continued: "There are indeed many good achievements in urban construction, and I can see them when I come back this time, so how are the other aspects, such as the 'Eugen musket' you mentioned in the letter, how is it being made now." ”

The musket is what Eugen cares about the most, and it can be said that as long as this point is not a problem, then there is still room for recovery in other aspects, no matter how bad it is.

It can even be said that the musket represents absolute power.

Margaret was in charge of this, and as if she had known that Eugen would ask such a question, she stood up and beckoned to the back, and a soldier came up with a long box.

The soldier placed the box on the stone table, then lifted the lid, and inside the box was a long tubular rifle about 120 centimeters long, with red velvet underneath.

The rifle is roughly shaped like a flintlock pistol, but with a much more complex structure and additional means of dispensing magazines and dispensing shells.

Margaret adhered to Eugen's strict adherence to all of his requirements, and the musket was almost identical to what Eugen had on his drawings, at least in appearance, the rifle was exactly what Eugen had envisioned.

Eugen stood up and walked over to Margaret, looking at the rifle in the box with an excited expression, his eyes as if they were shining.

"Good thing...... That's a good thing. ”

Eugen reached out and took the rifle out of the box, then the Krakhara loaded the two loads, and then pressed the trigger with a flick of the index finger of his right hand.

There was a crisp metal crash, and the firing pin bounced back with great force, which was fully capable of igniting the gunpowder in the bullet and launching the bullet.

Obviously, from every point of view, the craftsmanship of this gun was so beautiful and so high that Eugen could already imagine the shock of hundreds of soldiers firing their guns at the same time.

After examining the gun closely, Eugen turned his head and looked at Margaret with wide eyes and excitement, he wanted to praise Margaret properly, but he didn't know how to speak.

However, Margaret misunderstood Eugen's meaning, she looked at Eugen cautiously, and then said embarrassedly: "Sorry, Eugen, I didn't get it right, so I made such a musket." ”

Hearing Margaret's apology for no reason, Eugen was a little confused, and he didn't know why Margaret said this, so he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" Margaret, what are you talking about? This musket is very good. ”

Eugen double-checked it again, but there was nothing wrong with the musket inside and out, just as he imagined, except that there were some gray-black marks in the chamber, as if the gunpowder had been burned and exploded.

Margaret pointed to the musket in Eugen's hand and said helplessly: "This musket is very good, but it is too troublesome to reload when shooting, and it takes a long time for our senior shooters to load the ammunition, and there will be injuries to the hand when shooting." ”

Eugen was confused, the biggest advantage of this design of rifle compared to the old flintlock pistol is that it is fast to reload, and it is not easy to explode, which can be said to be the complete opposite of the situation introduced by Margaret.

"How do you shoot, can you call that shooter over and show me how?" Eugen planned to see with his own eyes what was going on at the time of the shooting, so that it would be easier for him to look for problems.

Margaret simply pointed at the soldier who had brought the gun just now, and said: "He is the excellent marksman, and the frequency of firing with a flintlock pistol can reach two shots a minute, which is one of the best in the entire shooting team." ”

Eugen looked at the soldier, a veteran, about forty years old, with a thick callus on his right hand, which was sharpened by holding the gun for too long, which showed that he had a lot of shooting experience.

On Margaret's orders, the veteran took the new Eugen musket from Eugen and was about to give Eugen a shooting demonstration.

Eugen looked at it with interest, and saw that the veteran took the rifle in a very standard posture, and the bolt was also very neat, until this step, the veteran had no problem with the steps of shooting.

Then, he suddenly took out a powder pouch from his arms, took out a round projectile, then opened the powder bag, poured gunpowder into the chamber, and stuffed the projectile through the barrel, all in one go.

Eugen was stunned, it was the first time he had seen someone use a rifle like this.

After that, the rifle chamber was filled with gunpowder powder, and then the veteran drew an iron rod and began to stab the gunpowder fiercely.

Looking at the rough movements, Eugen was worried that the delicate structure in the barrel would be damaged by him, and if he really had to use it in this way, after that battle, I am afraid that there would be more abandoned guns than soldiers.

It took a minute for all the gunpowder to be solidly filled into the small bullet compartment, which had been a place for rifle bullets, but was now stuffed with finely shredded black powder.

Then he began to poke the projectile down the barrel, squeezing as much space as possible in the barrel.