After Han Xing presented the spear to Frederick I, his attitude towards Han Xing became more cordial, and he called Han Xing and Horsestephen to the tent together.

"Duke Segaard, this musket is a good thing! It's a pity that if there are only two of them, and only a few dozen rounds of ammunition, they can only be used as a plaything. When the time comes, there will be no ammunition, but it will have to be shelved! Frederick I sighed and said with a look of regret.

This Frederick I seemed to think that Han Xing gave too few bullets and gunpowder, but in fact, he had something to say, wanting to see how many muskets Han Xing had in his hand, whether they could be put into large-scale production, and what his attitude towards musket technology was, and whether he was willing to share it.

"Your Majesty, if you want ammunition, I will have as much as you want, and I will keep you enough!" Han Xing didn't know his deep meaning, but replied on a case-by-case basis.

"Duke Segaard, you know what I mean, I have a question, and I want to ask you to tell the truth!" Frederick I looked at Han Xingdao with a serious look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I will definitely know everything and answer everything, and I will say everything!" Han Xing bowed slightly (shēn) and said.

"What do you think of muskets? Would you like to give it up, I mean, to the whole Holy Roman Empire, you know? Frederick I was a rough man after all, so he went straight to the point. This was what he (shēn) was most concerned about as Holy Roman Emperor.

"Alas~ You must know that now Western countries are in endless disputes, and the nobles are intrigued, and they are indulgent and hardworking, but in the past hundred years, there has been no progress in science and technology! On the other hand, the Eastern Dynasty and the Northern Confederacy have produced many talents in recent years! Even the Southern Alliance, which used to be on a par with us, is now showing a momentum of reunification, and it looks like it is about to be twisted into a rope. Only we, the Western Kingdom, are still mired in mud, and reunification is far away! As life becomes more and more comfortable, the aristocrats are not even willing to enter the world of drama (qíng) to experience, only know that dog fighting is a horse and a drunken gold fan! ”

Frederick I felt a pang of grief at the thought of the drunken nobles, and it was an indisputable fact that under the European feudal system, the nobles lacked enterprising spirit and could not be prepared for danger in times of peace. In contrast to the centralized Celestial Empire, in order to stand out in the imperial examinations, people rushed into the world of drama (qíng) in search of increasing their strength.

The Federalists, on the other hand, are known for their aggressiveness and personal heroism, coupled with a strong desire for knowledge (yù) and adventurous "death" (ài), many of whom are crawling around in the world of drama (qíng).

Even the people of the Southern Alliance, who didn't like to venture into the world of drama (qíng) in the past, are led by the guy named Muhammad and strive to be strong in the world of drama (qíng) with their crazy beliefs. Throughout the world, only the nobility of the Western kingdoms has been going downhill, (shēn) Caesar of the Holy Roman Empire, the only emperor in the kingdom, the most powerful man besides the Pope, how could Frederick I not be worried?

And one of the most fatal problems is that the (shēn) part of the reincarnation can be inherited, but the (shēn) part of the realm master cannot! Once the Old Realm Lord dies, his private world will be lost. As his descendant, he may gain some advantages when seizing control of the world (for example, the old realm lord is dead, but the relationships and friends he left in his own world are still there, and as his descendant, as long as he can show proof, he can use the prestige of his father to have a relatively high starting point, and in addition, he can know the conditions for becoming a realm lord and avoid some detours), but he almost needs to start from scratch.

The appearance of Han Xing happened to be an opportunity for Frederick I, if the Holy Roman Empire could begin to popularize firearms, then the strength would be doubled, and maybe the unification of the West would be expected~

"Your Majesty, I was about to discuss this matter with you!" Han Xing had long intended to donate firearms to promote the economic development of Göttingen, but now he is just borrowing a donkey from the slope! Anyway, with his share of a little duke (shēn), he doesn't want to hold the firearm in his own hands, rather than being knocked on the door, it is better to take the initiative to share it, and he can also gain fame and fortune, why not?

Han Xing paused, and then said solemnly: "I have long planned to sacrifice the firearm!" ”

"Are you really going to sacrifice your firearms? Or are you just going to give me two handfuls of ordinary things to please me? Frederick I's gaze at Han Xing became burning, "You don't have to fool me, although I have never seen a firearm, but after all, I am the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, but I also know that the firearms of the Federation can be fired continuously, and I heard that loading is not as cumbersome as this thing!" Although the musket you presented is similar in power to the guns of the Federation, the reloading speed is not flattering! Frederick I slapped the ornate pistol on the table and sighed.

"Oh, I'll go, but I'm underestimating my Majesty Frederick I! Also, after all, he is the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, well-informed, and has never eaten a pig (ròu), at least he has seen a pig run. This flintlock musket can only deceive the uninformed hillbilly! Han Xing said awe-inspiring in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the world I have is just a small world, and its technological level is only the level of the Napoleonic era, and it can only produce some flintlock muskets and breech guns, but it disappoints Your Majesty!" What Han Xing said was the truth, but he still concealed the fact that he had unlocked a revolver and a WWI-style semi-automatic rifle from Wang Pengfei's weapons workshop.

"Alas~ This is my lack of greed! You can give away the flintlock musket and breech gun skills you have, which is already invaluable! Compared with those nobles who cherish themselves and have ghosts, just looking at their own acres and three-points of land, they are already much stronger! Frederick I nodded.

"Your Majesty, but there is one thing that I have to say, even if I want to dedicate my gun technology, I am afraid that with the current industrial level of the kingdom, I am afraid that it will be difficult to produce it! If you want to cast artillery and muskets, you need a very high level of metallurgy! Otherwise, the barrels and barrels manufactured will have a limited lifespan, and if they can't shoot a few shots, they will become horn flowers! Han Xing said with some embarrassment.

"I didn't think it through!" Frederick I nodded.

"But Your Majesty is not too worried, in my personal world, there are ready-made ordnance factories, but the supply of raw materials is not enough, but the output cannot be increased! If the raw materials are sufficient, it should not be a problem to produce thousands of rifles and a dozen artillery pieces in a month! Han Xing began to lead the topic to the effect that he wanted: Want muskets and cannons? Yes, as long as you give me raw materials, I will produce them for you!

"Iron ore is not a problem, I will have someone ship it to you! I have decided to establish a Ministry of Military Industry within the Empire, and make you the Minister of Imperial Industry and the Governor of the Production and Popularization of Firearms! Frederick I also knew what Han Xing meant, or rather, no matter whether Han Xing excused himself or how, even if he took the technology to produce artillery and muskets, it would be in vain, because the Western Kingdom simply did not have a steel production line that met the quality requirements of musket barrels. What's more, compared to some self-cherished science and technology masters, Han Xing can already be regarded as generous! In this case, it is better to simply authorize Han Xing, as long as he can produce qualified firearms and cannons, and take them out to popularize, he will let it go!

That night, Frederick I held a banquet, and the reason why he held a tournament was largely to enhance his prestige, and when it came to prestige, what better way to raise his prestige than to publicize the news that he had been given a firearm at a banquet?

After receiving the greetings from all the vassals, His Majesty took out his musket and showed it off. When the public ordered people (shè) to strike once, those who had seen firearms did not think so, and those who had not seen firearms were naturally dumbfounded. Then, he announced the appointment of Han Xing as the Minister of Imperial Labor. This title did not exist in the past, and now it is specially added for Han Xing.

This also means that this title basically does not hurt anyone's interests, so the dukes will not look away. Han Xing's offering of firearms (qíng) naturally couldn't be hidden from the scientific and technological masters in the empire, but the flintlock muskets were nothing compared to the semi-automatic and fully automatic weapons in their hands, and they were not even a threat. So they didn't mind Frederick I and Han Xing playing with these "children's things".

So the whole banquet ended in a relatively harmonious atmosphere, of course, Han Xing felt a little lacking in interest at this banquet, for no other reason, the food here was much worse than his own. This made Han Xing, whose taste had already been raised, feel at a loss, and after a hasty two-bite meal, he planned to leave this place of right and wrong.

Unexpectedly, when he first went out, he encountered a large group of roadblockers, and those nobles looked at Han Xing with a kind of burning (rè) gaze, don't look at the firearms in his hands are just old, rustic flintlock guns, but these things made him win a great victory in the battle against Saxony, and even took down several castles in Braunschweig, Feldenburg, and Luneburg.

As soon as the nobles heard that Han Xing had been appointed as the emperor's minister, they immediately rushed up, hoping to buy firearms from him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have been appreciated by His Majesty the Emperor and appointed me as the Minister of Imperial Affairs! I'm honored that if you want to buy guns, I'm welcome! However, the gun production process is complicated and the production cost is high, and now the output is quite low, only 500 smoothbore guns can be produced per month, and only 10 artillery pieces can be produced! There are so many of you, but I don't know who to sell to! Han Xing was holding back his badness and started the legendary "hunger marketing". Obviously, he can produce at least 10,000 guns a month, but he said that it was only 500 guns and 350 artillery pieces, but he made him say that it was only 10 guns.

His idea was to let these noble lords fight for a bloody outbreak, and the result was as he wished, these noble lords were simply a bunch of wronged bosses! They didn't care whether the guns were worth the price or not, and in line with the hard truth of "you get what you pay for", they took out their wallets like two fools.

And the competition is still very fierce, because the nobles are already dirty, and no one wants the other to go. The strong ones naturally want to buy a few more doors to conquer the city. The weak also want to buy a few to protect their families and defend the country. That's a head-breaking bloodstream!!

"Everyone, everyone, be quiet, even if you pay now, I won't be able to give you the goods! After this tournament, please come to Göttingen to discuss the purchase of artillery! "Han Xing doesn't plan to make decisions about these things (qíng) right now, after all, these noble lords don't have their money with them (shēn), do they? When the time comes, will you hold an auction, are you afraid that you will not fetch a sky-high price?

The nobles looked regretful, but they had no choice but to disperse.