I saw that on the red bull's-eye, the not-so-thick plank was pierced. Seeing that the emperor's first shot hit the bull's-eye, the officials accompanying the various organs and departments pretended to be ecstatic and shouted in an earth-shattering voice: "The emperor is mighty, long live the emperor." The group of imperial guards who came with Zhao Zhe were even more cheerful.

Zhao Zhe didn't feel a little proud, but all boys like to play with swords and guns. Zhao Zhe was no exception when he was a child, not to mention all kinds of toy guns that could fire bullets. At that time, I also played with the steam dog that shot lead bullets, although the marksmanship was not too accurate, but the sparrow parked about ten meters away could do half of the standard. Later, due to the ban on guns, the only air gun in the family was taken away, and since then, it is during military training.

However, now his cultivation has achieved a small success, although it is not too powerful, but his physical fitness has increased a lot. Not to mention the five senses such as eyesight, holding this gun in his hands and feet is also extremely stable, much stronger than ordinary people. Now that a shot from 20 meters away hit the bull's-eye, Zhao Zhe couldn't help but be interested, and let them erect a target 50 meters away.

At a distance of fifty meters, the target, which was originally the size of a head, looked much smaller from a distance. Zhao Zhe pulled the bolt again, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the bull's-eye in a decent manner. Calm and concentrating, when the crosshair just slid slightly past the bullseye naturally, Zhao Zhe pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" In the red bull's-eye, a piece suddenly glowed white. Obviously, this shot hit the bull's-eye accurately. Zhao Zhe was also slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that this gun was still very accurate after the bullet flew out fifty meters. made Zhao Zhe shoot one after another, and fired seven more shots in a row until all the bullets in the magazine were consumed. The last time the target was checked, out of a total of eight shots, only one shot was shot at the target other than the heart.

Such an achievement naturally provoked a group of officials who love to pat themselves to cheer. Even the researchers, who were involved in the study of weapons and were not good at interpersonal relationships, were wide-eyed and surprised. After the musket named Linglong was first manufactured, most of the members involved in the design and manufacture of the gun tried the gun. But it is only possible to hit the bull's-eye within 20 meters, and if it is placed 50 meters away, those who can hit two or three shots with ten shots are already considered masters. At the emperor's level, only some of the elites of the dragon lancers who participated in the trial could achieve such results.

Later, Hong Jie, the commander of the dragon spear guard Zuodu, who rushed to hear the news, happened to see this scene, opened his mouth wide, and couldn't believe that the emperor could play with muskets so well. Of course, at this distance, Hong Jie himself can still shoot accurately. And there are many people under his command who can do this. But this kind of criterion was cultivated by the arquebus guards who spent an unknown amount of gunpowder and lead bullets and endured countless hardships. Even so, there are many, many musketeers in the dragon lancers who are not as good as the emperor.

"Chenlong Gun Guard Zuodu commanded Hong Jie, see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." Hong Jie stepped forward and knelt down and saluted. For the emperor, he is sincerely grateful. If it weren't for the emperor's promotion, pay attention to it. In his life, Hong Jie, I am afraid that he will die of old age among the musketeers, and there is a high possibility that the surname of the musketeers will be revoked. Nowadays, the emperor not only attaches importance to the musketeers, but also changes the musketeers to dragon spear guards, and does not mention accepting them as personal soldiers. Particular attention was also paid to the study of the power of muskets. No, as soon as this exquisite spear was born, Hong Jie's brain roared, and he had a vague premonition that the future world should be the world of his dragon spear guard. And this exquisite musket can completely replace archers and crossbowmen. For this kind of exquisite musket, Hong Jie is simply more precious than his surname. He thought to himself that if he was in the dragon spear guard, everyone had a delicate musket, and when there were enough bullets. He was fully confident that he would be able to defeat more than twice as many enemy forces in the wilderness, and in the defense of the city, he would be able to withstand four to five times as many enemy forces. Moreover, he had also experimented with shooting at a distance of 100 feet, and he could still penetrate thin planks. It's just that at that time, the line was much worse, and even if you wanted to hit a cow, it was very difficult. However, if you are defending the city, with enough ammunition and a volley of musketeers, it doesn't matter what the line is. Such a distance can also kill and injure enemy soldiers, and in Hong Jie's cognition, only a red-clothed cannon can do it. But even if the red-clothed cannon shot the cannonball a hundred zhang away, it didn't have the slightest bit of accuracy at all, and the deviation from the left and right sides of the radius could reach seven or eight zhang.

"Hong Jie." Zhao Zhe was also very happy to see Hong Jie. beckoned to him: "Come on, come on, you probably tried this exquisite gun, right?" My marksmanship, compared to our dragon spear guard brothers, what is the difference? ”

Hong Jie also said honestly: "The emperor's marksmanship is very powerful. Even the elite musketeers of the Dragon Guards are not inferior in any way. ”

"Elite musketeers?" Zhao Zhe wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "Among the dragon spear guards, how many elite musketeers are there?" ”

"If you go back to the emperor, there are more than five hundred elite musketeers." Hong Jie is a real person, and he told the truth.

Zhao Zhe almost choked to death without giving him words, damn, an elite musketeer of more than five hundred people? Isn't that his own marksmanship, which is not even ranked within a hundred among the musketeers? Asked a little strangely: "How are the musketeers under Hong Aiqing's command classified?" And by what standard is it measured? ”

"Those who shoot moving targets at fifty paces out are aces if they shoot seven or less out of ten, those who score less than five out of ten are elites, and those who shoot less than three times out of ten are musketeers. Anyone who hits less than one out of ten shots shall be punished with scourging. Hong Jie is an honest and detailed answerer.

"Moving target? Interesting, I'll try it. Zhao Zhe asked people to fill the empty magazine, and took a bullet in his hand and looked at it carefully. This bullet is already similar to modern bullets in a sense, but the brass casing is much larger and the wall thickness is not low. Add a marble-sized buckshot inlaid in it. A bullet, heavy in your hand. And at the bottom of the shell, there was an additional small container filled with flammable and explosive phosphorus powder as a primer. The Linglong gun is to charge the firing pin by pulling the trigger, and use the firing pin to quickly hit the primer, thereby activating the gunpowder in the bullet.

After asking the craftsman later, I learned that the cost of making a bullet was as high as 200 yuan, that is, one tael of silver could be exchanged for five bullets. Such an exaggerated figure made Zhao Zhe shudder. I just thought that if a million people were equipped with this exquisite gun, I was afraid that I would be able to unify the world with strength. But now that I think about it, the cost of bullets for the training of a million musketeers alone will make me cry without tears and ruin my family. Although today's price, a large part of it is due to the backwardness of the process, and when the mold is opened, the manufacturing craftsman gradually becomes familiar with the production process, and the price will mostly fall. But let Zhao Zhe think about it casually, he feels painful, not to mention a million muskets, even if it is 108,000, if you want to practice some fame, you have to burn a lot of money.

I secretly made up my mind that when I had more musketeers in my hands, I must drive the army to the door of someone else's house and plunder it fiercely to make up for the huge investment.

While thinking about it in his heart, Hong Jie had already ordered someone to hold a red target the size of a human head and walk fifty steps. Zhao Zhe looked at it from a distance, but he was stunned. In his original thought, one step was just like this, and there was seventy or eighty centimeters to the top. Fifty steps, that is, a distance of more than thirty meters. Unexpectedly, the soldier who carried the target was only one step after his left and right feet stepped over. Such a step, about 1.5 meters, 50 steps, is a distance of 70 or 80 meters. It is farther than the fixed target distance shot by Zhao Zhe. From afar, the bullseye seemed smaller than the fist of her daughter's house.

Not only that, but the soldier began to run with the human head target on his shoulder. The girl ran and ran, and jumped a few times from time to time, not only that, but when he ran, he did what he wanted, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, or drifting left and right to avoid, but he was full of energy. Zhao Zhe was stunned, don't be careful, it's good to really blow his head.

However, the soldier was not a man who was not afraid of death, and the target was kept quite high, at least a meter from his head. Zhao Zhe secretly thought that even if his marksmanship was bad, it would not be so bad. He took a breath and raised his gun intently. With the crosshair, he kept chasing the bull's-eye, trying to capture the regularity of the target's motion. Just when he was calming down, something very strange happened, and Zhao Zhe only felt that everything slowed down all of a sudden. The extremely flexible, left and right up and down up and down target, the movement slowed down. Zhao Zhe estimated some prerequisites, and quickly floated the crosshair a little before the trajectory of the target. Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Bang, there was a loud bang mixed with green smoke. What made Zhao Zhe a little annoyed was that the head target was not damaged at all, and it was obvious that Zhao Zhe's shot was missed. But I don't know if the Yellow Emperor's double cultivation method is extremely good, or if the martial arts practitioner has practiced to the point where his eyesight will be greatly enhanced. Vaguely, he saw a trail passing not far from the human head target.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Zhe let himself go down carefully. Re-loaded a bullet into the chamber and re-aimed the shot. This time, it's a little worse again. Again, when he fired his fourth shot, he hit the extremely flexible moving target with one shot, and directly smashed the target. And Hong Jie, with bright eyes, praised it: "The emperor is really good marksmanship." ”

Zhao Zhe ignored him and continued to signal the soldiers in the distance to take the target again. Shot after shot, the six shots behind were more and more accurate, and among the six shots, he was hit by three yuan. With a total of ten shots, it should be regarded as four out of ten shots, which is indeed the level of elite musketeers.

But Hong Jie didn't think so, and said a little dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, if you fight again, you can't say that you will be an ace musketeer." ”

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(To be continued)