Recommended reading: "Li Qianhu wins!"

Just when people thought that Kuba had won the game, the Mongolian soldier who was in charge of inspecting the two ceramic jars inspected the two jars and shouted loudly at Zhuolik Tuhong, who was watching the battle.

"What?"

Hearing this, the people at the scene were in an uproar, and they were stunned by the news, and couldn't help but talk about it one after another, thinking that the Mongolian soldier must have made a mistake.

In everyone's opinion, although Li Hongyu also hit the jar in the distance, the projectile was ejected, the jar only shook twice, and Kuba shot through the jar with an arrow, it must be Kuba's superior skills.

"It can't be!" Kuba, who was celebrating the victory with the bow in his hand, was stunned, and then said to Zorik Tuhon, "King Khan, I want to inspect those two jars. ”

Surprised, Zorik Tuhun was also surprised, and as the others thought that Kuba had won, and was suspicious of the conclusion made by the Mongol soldiers in charge of the inspection in the distance, so he nodded and agreed to Kuba's request.

Li Hongyu seemed unfazed, and continued to install ammunition for the flintlock pistol in his hand in an orderly manner, and as long as he won the next game, he would win.

Man Gui looked at Li Hongyu with a puzzled expression, he didn't know what was going on, from his point of view, the winner was obviously Kuba.

Unlike everyone else, Naren Toya's cheeks showed a look of excitement, she didn't believe that the Mongolian soldiers who were inspecting from a distance could make a mistake, so this game must have been won by Li Hongyu.

Then, Naren Toya looked at Li Hongyu in surprise, if Li Hongyu wins, then there is only one possibility, that is, the projectile that Li Hongyu fired just now pierced the front and back sides of the jar!

But how is this possible? Even Kuba, who is as powerful as an ox, can't do this, let alone Li Hongyu, who is smaller than Kuba.

"Could it be the firearm in his hand?" In astonishment, Narentoya's gaze fell on the flintlock pistol that Li Hongyu was holding, a firearm with a long barrel that she had never seen before.

Naren Toya guessed correctly, the flintlock pistol in Li Hongyu's hand did pierce the jar, Li Hongyu tested it at home, and the impact of its projectile at about thirty meters was enough to shoot the ceramic jar in half, and no matter how long the distance was, it would not be able to do this.

Therefore, Li Hongyu proposed to try to shoot at a target 30 meters away from Kubabi, and this distance was the most beneficial to him.

In fact, in addition to the strength of the shot, the reason why Li Hongyu can shoot through the jar is also related to the projectile, which has high hardness, small size, and large impulse per unit area, making it easier to shoot through the wall of the ceramic jar. br/>

Although the arrow of the arrow is made of iron, the body of the arrow is wood, so the impulse per unit area is small, and the power is not as strong as that of a projectile.

As a result, Kuba actually suffered a dull loss invisibly, and he had already fallen behind before the start of the competition.

"How so?"

When the Mongolian soldiers carried the two ceramic jars over, Kuba took the lead to greet them, and when he noticed that there was a small hole in the front and back of Li Hongyu's ceramic jar, the look on his face suddenly changed greatly, and he never expected that the firearm in Li Hongyu's hand would be so powerful.

"Actually...... I actually shot a pair of piercings! At this moment, the people on the side gathered around, looking at the two holes in the jar with shocked expressions, knowing that this was something that even Kuba could not do.

"Miss, Li Qianhu has won!"

A young Mongolian woman squeezed into the crowd and looked at the two holes in the altar, and couldn't help but excitedly wave to Naren Toya not far away, she was Naren Toya's maid, so she naturally knew Naren Toya's thoughts.

"Grandpa, Li Qianhu actually shot that jar in pair, this strength is rare in the world." After inspecting the jar, Bahat walked quickly to the side of Zorik Tuhun and reported in surprise, to be honest, he didn't expect such a result, Li Hongyu won unexpectedly.

"What a firearm!" Hearing this, Zhuolik Tuhong's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but speak, "Since Da Ming has such a powerful firearm, why was he defeated by the Jurchens?" ”

"Grandpa, firearms are powerful but have many limitations, and it takes a lot of time to install the projectile alone, and if there is this work, the cavalry will have rushed over a long time ago."

Bahat thought for a moment and explained, "In addition, I'm afraid that Li Qianhu's firearms are the best in the Ming Dynasty, and other firearms can't compare with it." ”

Hearing this, Zhuolik Tuhong bowed slightly, thinking that Bahat was reasonable, otherwise the Ming would not have lost to the Jurchens, which also illustrated the strength of the Jurchens from the side, and the Yongle Emperor used the firearms of the Shenji Battalion to beat the Mongolian cavalry to the ground.

"In the first game, Li Qianhu won!" After whispering a few words to Zorik Tuhon, Bahat came to the middle of the field and pointed at Li Hongyu and announced it loudly to the people who were talking around him.

The noise at the scene gradually subsided, and people looked at Li Hongyu and Kuba to know who would win in the second game.

Kuba knew that he had no way out, so he gritted his teeth and took off his coat, showed his sturdy upper body bare-chested, walked back to the place where he shot the arrow with an expressionless face, and stood side by side with Li Hongyu, he couldn't afford to lose this game, otherwise he would lose.

Li Hongyu noticed that Kuba's chest was densely covered with a lot of chest hair, and his brows couldn't help frowning, no wonder Naren Toya didn't like Kuba, Kuba looked too rough.

"Second game!" Bahat slowly raised his right hand and shouted loudly, reminding Li Hongyu and Kuba to prepare.

Li Hongyu and Kuba took a breath in unison, and then raised the gun and bow in their hands and aimed at the newly placed ceramic jar on the table in the distance.

"Gotta win!" Naren Toya put her hands on her chest and secretly prayed to Li Hongyu, she liked a gentle man like Li Hongyu, and she didn't like a vulgar man like Kuba.

In fact, when Zorik Tuhun asked her to marry Li Hongyu for the sake of the Inner Khalkha Ministry, Naren Toya was resistant in her heart, she didn't want to be used as an item to be traded, but she couldn't refute it, and it was her fate to marry with other tribes.

However, after discovering Li Hongyu's dignified appearance and politeness at the bonfire party, he immediately fell in love with Li Hongyu in his heart.

Unlike Ming women, Mongolian women belong to the character of daring to love and hate, so Naren Toya decided to marry Li Hongyu, so of course she had to protect him, her personality was bold, not as graceful as that of Ming women.

"Shoot!" After Li Hongyu and Kuba were ready, Bahat waved his arm vigorously.

With a bang, a ball of fire stretched out from the muzzle of Li Hongyu's gun, and a black projectile flew towards the ceramic jar in front of him.

Kuba also released the arrow in his hand, and the arrow flew out with a whizz, and the people at the scene immediately held their breath and stared at the two ceramic jars with wide eyes.

Pop, the projectile hit the ceramic jar with a crisp sound, and the ceramic jar stabilized after shaking a few times like last time.

Kuba's arrows also swooped into the jar, and more arrows sank into the jar than last time, and it was clear that this time the force was greater.

Because of their previous experience, the people at the scene did not cheer, but looked at the Mongolian soldiers in charge of the inspection, wondering who would win this time.

"Winner, Li Qianhu!" Under the concerned gaze of everyone, the Mongolian soldier in charge of the inspection finished inspecting the two jars and announced loudly.

Boom, there was a burst of regret at the scene, and the men and women of the Uziyat tribe were disappointed with the result, and they naturally hoped that Kuba would win.

When the Mongol soldiers brought the two jars, Kuba's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and he fell to his knees with his legs bent on the ground.

Like the last time, Li Hongyu's projectile pierced the front and back sides of the altar, while Kuba's arrow only pierced through one side, and the tip of the arrow was five or six centimeters away from hitting the altar wall behind.

Li Hongyu already knew that this was the result, because the flintlock pistol's projectile was small, so it lost less kinetic energy when shooting through the front wall of the jar, and still had a very large kinetic energy, making it enough to penetrate the back wall of the jar.

But the arrow is not the same, its area is very large, and the kinetic energy is quickly exhausted after shooting through the front wall of the altar, so it cannot shoot through the back wall of the altar, and it is not easy to even hit the back wall.

However, Li Hongyu admits that Kuba's strength is indeed very great, and it is really not easy to defeat him if it is not for his tricks.

"I'll give you another chance!"

Li Hongyu knew that Kuba was definitely not convinced in his heart now, thinking that he had the advantage of firearms, so he groaned for a while, walked up to him and said in a deep voice to Kuba who was kneeling there with a chagrined face, "Isn't your strength very strong?" Then the next morning, let's have another competition to see who can lift heavier objects with the help of tools. ”

"You're going to compete with me?" After Man Gui translated Li Hongyi's proposal to Kuba, Kuba looked at Li Hongyu with a surprised expression, and didn't react for a while, thinking that Li Hongyu must be crazy, how could Li Hongyu be his opponent in terms of strength?

"It's not all about strength, it's about how you use the tools."

Li Hongyu shook his head and said solemnly, "Although you have a lot of strength, if this official uses tools, I'm afraid you are not the opponent of this official." ”

"Tools?" After figuring out what Li Hongyu meant, a puzzled look appeared on Kuba's face, and he didn't understand the meaning of Li Hongyu's words.

A subtle smile flashed at the corner of Li Hongyu's mouth, in fact, he likes to deal with people like Kuba, who are loyal to rats, and once he is subdued, he will definitely be loyal in the future.

Book friends who have read "The Power of the Ming Dynasty" also like it

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is .. All come to read the mobile version reading website: m.