On the twenty-sixth day of the lunar month, the firearms battalion on the training ground can be described as a sea of people fluttering with flags, seeing that the New Year is about to be celebrated, people have stopped the work at hand, rushed to see this rare scene, the new Guangdong Navy Admiral Lin Haijiang vs. Monk Greenqin County King! This in itself is a huge gimmick.

This war has touched the hearts of too many people, and the relatives and courtiers of the Manchu Dynasty are different from those who just want to see a lively small people, Monk Greenqin and Prince Hui and others have forced the emperor to reduce the internal difference several times because of military expenses, but the battle of Tianjin still seems to be over, tens of thousands of troops are used for food and clothing, guns, and gunpowder every day is a big number.

On the other hand, Guangzhou did not use a big son of the imperial court, so he pacified 200,000 bandits, and escorted 3 million taels of silver to the imperial court, but the emperor did not give any of this silver to Monk Greenqin, and as a result, Monk Greenqin couldn't help it, so he came to throw stones and ask for directions.

As a result, the stone threw a cannon against Lin Haijiang, and there was such a monkey show today, this is a test of the emperor's newly promoted capable Hanchen to the old man in Manchu and Mongolia? At present, the atmosphere in the capital is very strange, Su Shun, Jing Shou, Duanhua and others are surprisingly silent, and Zeng Guofan and others outside are also in the direction of the capital, Lin Haijiang's victory and defeat seem to have been raised to the level of the Manchu and Han disputes.

In the eyes of the Manchurians, everything in this world is as it should be, and in the eyes of many Hanchens, the one who occupies the pit and does not is the most hateful person, and the root of everything is ultimately attributed to the word power, power will confuse people, and it will make people even more crazy.

Lin Haijiang is very helpless, in fact, many things are not what the parties think, but how some outsiders want, just like now.

As Lin Haijiang's only gain is to see the so-called royal prestige, Xianfeng's team out of the palace is actually five or six miles long, the front is on the firearms camp bridge, and the back of the Xiao cavalry camp horse team is still dangling at the city gate, the most direct feeling to Lin Haijiang is that the people are working and losing money, because along the way, not only the so-called clean streets, but also the people in the neighboring streets are also driven out of their homes one day in advance, and they are not allowed to stay at home.

It started to toss before dawn, and it was about ten o'clock in the morning, after the two boxes entered, Xianfeng, who was on the colonel's platform two miles away, waved his hand, signaling that the two sides could start after they were ready.

At this time, Prince Yi Zaiyuan was very opportune, and then rode to the small school platform where Xianfeng was, and it was more than half an hour to go back and forth, and then Xianfeng dictated, the soldiers on both sides were loyal and brave men of the imperial court, and decided to change the martial arts meeting to the Wenhui, and the scene was also in an uproar.

Monk Greenqin and Lin Haijiang both quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion quickly set up, Lin Haijiang's team placed more than 300 arrow targets about 30 steps away from the front, and Monk Greenqin's cavalry team placed more than 100 straw-rolled cutting targets 200 steps away.

The rules are very simple, half a pillar of incense time, to see whether Lin Haijiang shoots all the targets first, or Monk Lingqin cuts down all the knife targets first.

After a trumpet, Monk Greenqin's horse team swarmed out, seemingly unstoppable!

Bang, bang! Bang bang bang! Lin Haijiang's side rang out a dense gunshot, at first Seng Lingqin didn't care, he had seen a lot of things like foreign guns and cannons, it was nothing more than a bird gun and a gun to fight farther, but the dense gunfire only rang out at intervals and kept ringing? Repeating the cycle without even a general pause? Monk Lingqin's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Monk Greenqin, who didn't care about his identity, patted his horse and came to the back of Lin Haijiang's team, only to see that the group of soldiers who had just retreated did not change the bullets at all, but changed a foreign gun from their bodies, and the queue switched like a flowing stream, and those things fixed on what seemed to be a wheelbarrow Monk Greenqin couldn't see it clearly, it seemed that many foreign guns were fixed together?

Every time you shake it, you fire a round of bullets, and you don't even have to load it to clean the barrel? When his cavalry cut down the last target, Lin Haijiang also gave the order for a ceasefire.

The effect of shooting seems to be not bad, but twenty-one of the thirty wheelbarrows have affected the overall operation because of the jamming of individual guns, which Lin Haijiang did not expect, or expected, but did not expect the probability of jamming.

Monk Greenqin was not a stupid person, he could see at a glance that Lin Haijiang's way of platoon guns was not reliable, but he had a strong interest in the Ommanley five-son quick gun and the Henry connecting rifle.

Monk Lingqin jumped off the horse and said to Lin Haijiang: "Lord Lin, can I try this foreign gun too?" ”

Monk Green Qinxiao took an Omanli five-son fast gun from Lin Haijiang's hand with interest, moved the nose of the machine like the soldier just now, aimed at the target outside, pulled the trigger and fired a shot, and then moved the head with his thumb and released another shot.

After the five shots were shot, Monk Greenqin repeatedly looked at the five quick guns of Omanli, and he didn't care about Lin Haijiang, who was standing on the side, and scolded directly: "The dead foreign devil who said the dog, the handcuffs sold to Lao Tzu are still flintlocked, these turtle bastards!" ”

Of course, Lin Haijiang knows that no matter how much money is given, it is impossible for foreigners to sell the most advanced weapons to China, unless they achieve their political and economic goal of plunder, and in order to support puppet forces, they will consider introducing advanced weapons, and the premise is that they can still create huge benefits for them.

Seeing that Monk Greenqin was full of anger, Lin Haijiang smiled slightly and said: "This kind of Omanli five-son fast gun is now a new thing in the West, about one hundred taels of silver, five coins of silver and a bullet, just now it will be one thousand eight hundred taels of silver." ”

Several of the staff behind Monk Greenqin gasped, and one of the guys with a mustache nodded and said, "It's good, it's expensive, it's expensive, but it's worth it!" ”

When Seng Lingqin saw that almost all the targets in the first few rows were cut off from the waist, he was surprised to see Lin Haijiang withdraw the cartridge stick of a jammed Henry connecting rifle, and moved the connecting rod to withdraw the jammed and deformed bullet.

Monk Greenqin's brows furrowed vigorously and said: "Lord Lin, my Monk Greenqin has always been the master of what to say, and I have offended a lot before!" ”

Lin Haijiang also hurriedly hugged his fist and said that he didn't dare, and waited quietly for the following, Monk Greenqin coughed and said frankly: "I want to buy your foreign guns and ammunition, but the silver on hand is insufficient, can I use the seized bandit stolen goods as a substitute?" ”

Lin Haijiang was slightly stunned, then looked at Monk Greenqin and nodded, for Monk Greenqin Lin Haijiang's mentality is still relatively complicated, at least his expression in the Second Opium War is still worthy of admiration, look at people to see its advantages and strengths, so look at it, Lin Haijiang suddenly found that Monk Greenqin in addition to being unruly does not seem to have any major problems?

As Lin Haijiang expected, this competition ended in a tie and all happy, Xianfeng rewarded all the soldiers, and specially gave a jade Ruyi to the monk Lingqin and Lin Haijiang, after a big trip, Xianfeng suddenly made a will, since Lin Haijiang has a good way of training, then let Lin Haijiang look at the capital flag camp meeting, and then draw up a training rule, after all, the flag camp is the foundation of the Qing Dynasty.

Lin Haijiang noticed that the faces of everyone present were a little strange? Especially Monk Greenqin, who has a bad luck smile for your kid.

Late arrivals go first! Xianfeng, who was late before, should be the first to return to the palace, and the courtiers were freezing popsicles in the ice and snow to show respect for the imperial power of the Son of Heaven.

Monk Greenqin looked left and right, looked at Lin Haijiang, and said in an envious tone of Monk Greenqin: "The prince is good!" ”

Lin Haijiang asked with a puzzled expression: "Isn't it just to go back to the city for a while?" After a while, we will catch up with us, maybe we will enter the city! ”

Monk Greenqin glanced at Lin Haijiang and said helplessly: "The emperor returns to the palace, the eight gates are all closed and open all the way, no one wants to enter the city if the emperor's car is not finished, and the holy car will lose his head, let's wait here for two hours with peace of mind!" ”

"Huh?" Lin Haijiang was suddenly petrified, and then Monk Lingqin continued: "If you don't go to my Tianjin camp, you can choose whatever I have there, lest others say that I rely on your foreign guns for bullying and petty." ”

Lin Haijiang hesitated for a moment, and ordered to leave fifty people back to Prince Yi's mansion to escort weapons and ammunition, and go to the camp of Monk Lingqin himself to see what good things were there.

The two groups of people who were still tense before quickly lost the barrier, and weapons are the best bridge of communication between soldiers, especially when they heard that Lin Haijiang was willing to let them replace the silver with the captured booty, they all praised Admiral Lin for being interesting.

Lin Haijiang is not pretentious, bold and energetic makes Monk Green Qinye feel very comfortable, against the fluttering snow, all the way to the horse in a hurry, at the beginning Lin Haijiang is still relatively nervous, fortunately, there are more accompanying horses, the horses echo each other, but also safe and sound, slowly Lin Haijiang also let go of his courage, 'Moonlit Night Snow' is a first-class horse, and it is safe and sound along the way.

In the big tent of Monk Greenqin, Lin Haijiang enjoyed a meal of iron helmet cooking, that is, an alternative hot pot, it was already ten in the middle of the night, but it did not affect Monk Greenqin's surname at all, and he decided to accompany Lin Haijiang to select the loot of the captured long hair to cover the insufficient money for the gun.

According to the understanding of later generations, Monk Greenqin belongs to the lord who pays more attention to the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and everything he does is a friend in the summary of Lin Haijiang! It's not easy!

Walked a few big tents in a row, the so-called loot contained in it was simply miserable in Lin Haijiang's eyes, and the slightly better things had already been picked out, Monk Lingqin's face looked very ugly, and he yelled: "I said in the supplement that no one is allowed to move if there is no consent to the things in it?"

A staff member on the side whispered: "Prince Hui sent someone to choose it today!" ”

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