Knowledge makes people progress, and the word "progress" has two parts. The first part is knowledge, and the second part is knowledge. To know is to know, and to know is to know.

Zu Dashou's simple brain definitely doesn't have the knowledge of flintlock pistols, and he doesn't know what rifling and mini bullets are. So he was very surprised to see Li Xiao's men lying on the ground shooting. Because the traditional arquebus cannot be shot from lying down.

More than 70 men lay on the ground and were discharged in a large row. The scene is spectacular!

Li Xiao was full of self-confidence, and a company did not count the company commander's seventy-five flintlock pistols to deal with seven or eight birds. At a distance of a hundred meters, this is simply too easy. Looking at Zu Dashou's sturdy body, this guy must be very spectacular when he runs naked.

The rifling, Mini bullets added together, greatly increased the stability of the bullet. Now shooting at a distance of about a hundred meters, the soldiers are already handy. The crow is not big, but it is much bigger than the sparrow. The sparrow that fell on the tree did not dare to bet, and the crow that fell on the tree dared to gamble with him.

"Master Mao, there won't be any problems." Seeing a large group of people lying on the ground, Wang Zaijin asked with some concern.

"Huh! Scold! Scold! Lord Wang don't worry, shooting on his stomach like this is because people are holding guns, and the muzzle of the gun will inevitably shake. You can see that the barrels of their guns are placed on sandbags, which minimizes the shaking of the muzzle and ensures the accuracy of the shot. Mao Wenlong explained to Wang Zaijin quite proudly. For the knowledge of muskets, he is much more powerful than Wang Zaijin.

Shooting on your stomach is the only way to shoot accurately, although the breech gun shoots like this, and it is not easy to reload after firing. But the matter of hitting birds is the work of a bullet. As soon as the gun went off, it would have already flown a fart. The bird can't wait in a tree and wait for you to reload before making a shot. It's hard to find such a stupid bird in the world!

Zu Dashou also heard Mao Wenlong's words, and his heart began to beat a little drum. Could it be that these people's firearms are so powerful, if you look closely, it seems that they are really not very different from the firearms in their own army.

"Aim! Preparation! Having already assigned the target, the company commander shouted loudly as he stood at the edge of the line.

"Put!"

There was a "crackling" sound, and everyone looked at the big tree in the distance. I saw the crow on the tree, as if it had fallen into an evil spirit. Not even a single crow has a chance to fly!

Birds are the most alert, and they will fly into the air to watch at the slightest movement. Now there is not even a chance to take off, which surprises everyone. Traditional powder guns don't have this power.

After being dumbfounded, everyone looked at Li Xiao, and then at Zu Dashou. The bet I just made was very unrestrained, but I wanted to see how Mr. Zu went back.

"Huh! Scold! Scold! Divine weapons, divine weapons! The old man has opened his eyes today, and with this magic weapon, why worry about the immortality of the Tartar. Wang Zaijin snorted and walked in front of the soldier who had just stood up. Reach out and take the flintlock pistols in the hands of the soldiers.

Unexpectedly, the soldier clung to the gun and refused to give it. It seems that if it weren't for Li Xiao standing behind this fat old man, he would probably smash it with the butt of a gun.

"Little brother, can you show the old man?" Wang Zaijin was not angry, but asked the soldiers with a smile.

"Our company commander said that the head who wants to eat can be given, but the guy who wants to eat can't be given. People are in the gun! The soldier's big hand gripped the barrel of the gun tightly, and Wang Zaijin's hand really couldn't grab him.

"Uh......!" Wang Zaijin turned his head to look at Li Xiao in embarrassment.

"Show the gun to Lord Wang!" As soon as Li Xiao gave the order, the soldiers immediately put the gun under Wang Zaijin's nose with both hands, and almost hit the nose of the Inspector!

"Oh! Hehe! Wang Zaijin was taken aback, took the gun and rubbed it carefully.

The hardwood butt and the dark and shiny door exude a jet-black sheen. It doesn't seem to be much different from Daming's bird. Daming's bird gun can hit so far, but it definitely can't hit so accurately at this distance.

Not to mention less than a hundred muskets, even two hundred muskets dare not say that they will shoot down all those crows. When the Ming army was shooting at the target, Wang Zaijin saw it, "It's crackling."

In the end, it would be nice to have a dozen holes in the target.

The target was bigger than a horse. With such a small target as a crow, the hit rate will be known with your ass.

The pro-soldier Pegasus retrieved a few crows for Zu Dashou, and Zu Dashou was surprised to find out. Each crow had no less than three bullet holes in its body, and even one crow had five or six bullet holes in its body. The small body was only connected by a little fur, and it looked miserable when it was torn apart.

What surprised Zu Dashou even more was that the bodies of these crows were pierced. That is, the penetration of those bullets is quite strong. Although he was not sure if he could penetrate the armor of the Jurchen Tartars, Zu Dashou felt that the possibility of penetrating the armor of the Tartars was very high.

This time, Zu Dashou panicked, he didn't care about money. But he cared more about the face, and a general soldier stripped off his pants in full view. Walking around the city wall a few times, this face is like being licked by a blind bear, or terrible!

Li Xiao looked at Zu Dashou with a sneer, and now there are only two roads in front of him. One is to give money, and the other is to run naked! Li Xiao felt that he was more inclined to the former, although three thousand taels of silver was a lot. But with Zu Dashou, a general soldier, he can take it no matter what.

Wang Zaijin and Mao Wenlong were giggling on the side, and Master Mao was quite cooperative. The two of them worked together to ease the embarrassing situation, and the thing in the officialdom was to make peace with the mud. Hello, I'm hello, everyone celebrates the New Year, this is the normal state of officialdom.

As for stabbing knives and stumbling and the like, they have to be done quietly behind the scenes, and whoever is spread out on the table is mentally ill.

"Master Mao, Ji Liao's colleagues have prepared some thin wine in the official office for you to pick up. Hehe! Today, you are going to get drunk and rest! The two old glasses touted each other into the end, and perhaps he also felt that he really had nothing to talk about.

"Thank you colleagues, Wenlong He De He can. Today, I will borrow the wine of the Inspector and give a few glasses to my colleagues. Of course, Mao Wenlong had something to say, and he smiled and bowed his hand to the big guy.

"Master Zu, Chief Soldier. It's not that you have to pay the bill, either take three thousand taels of silver, or take off your pants and ......! Ao Canghai "Hey" "Hey" looked at Zu Dashou with a strange smile.

Wang Zaijin and Zu Dashou were embarrassed on their faces! Wang Zaijin looked at Mao Wenlong with a wry smile, and had an accurate positioning of Mao Wenlong's position in this group of people. This old brother is the same as himself, and he can't put his subordinates like tigers and wolves.

It is the misfortune of all superiors to have such subordinates. The two old glasses immediately sympathized with each other!

Zu Dashou's face was blue and red for a while, and he was too full of words just now. The water that was spilled out of the words was enough for 10,000 people to look at it around, and it was unrealistic to take it back. Since the two titular bigwigs and the mud have failed, his ancestor Dashou can only face reality.

"Big brother, it's only three thousand taels of silver. Brother paid for you, let's not lose this person. Wu Xiang gritted his teeth and said.

Their Liao soldiers, their homes were occupied by the Tartars. At that time, the escape was too hasty, and many people's belongings were not brought out. In these years, it was the time when people below could only survive by playing with their lives, and no one dared to do this in the conventional things of deducting military salaries, embezzlement, and fraudulently.

As for eating short! I think I have few subordinates, and it's good if I don't exceed the quota. Dare to eat empty?

Zu Dashou, the chief soldier, looked at the scenery on the surface. But there is really not much silver in his hand, and the three thousand taels of silver can be taken out by gritting his teeth. But if it was really given to Li Xiao and taken away, Zu Dashou and his subordinates would have to gnaw on pickle gnocchi.

Wu Xiang is interesting enough, since the eldest brother is in trouble, the brother naturally draws his sword to help.

Li Xiao didn't speak, but everyone could see the evil smile on his face. Anyone who has three thousand taels of silver out of thin air will be very happy.

Zu Dashou's cheeks were bitten very hard, hard like a stone, and his temples were bulging.

"Brother, if you have poor money, your brother can support you. We still want the face of the Liao army! He Kegang also stood up to support his brother.

"Uh......! Although Zhao is not wealthy, if the elder brother has difficulties, he can talk to his brother. Everyone rushed to stretch out their hands, and Zhao Shujiao was embarrassed not to stretch out his hand.

"Humph!" Zu Dashou seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly he snorted coldly in his nose.

"This Captain Ao, I don't know if your guy sells it or not."

Ao Canghai didn't expect Zu Dashou to suddenly say this, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Li Xiao.

Everyone looked at Li Xiao almost suddenly, and Ao Canghai's subconscious action was equivalent to telling everyone. Among them, it is not the high-ranking Mao who has the final say, but the little boss of this young age.

"Sell! Of course, it sells, but it's a bit more expensive. One gun, plus one hundred rounds of rationed ammunition. a total of three hundred taels of silver. Li Xiao said lightly.

"Three hundred taels, you might as well grab it. The red-haired ghost's Franc machine is not as expensive as you. Wu Xiang roared angrily.

"Then you can buy it from the red-haired ghost! What are you looking for us! The old god of Ao Canghai looked at Wu Xiang with a look of disdain. In the past, he couldn't rely on these adults in front of him, but now he is trampled under his feet, which makes Ao Ye very happy.

"You're ......!" He Kegang gritted his teeth, but there was no way. You can't grab it sideways! These people are now celebrities in the imperial court, and the consequences of robbing them are very serious.

Zhao Shujiao's eyes rolled, and he had seen these firearms in North Korea. Knowing the power of this thing, if their guys are willing to sell it, it is indeed good news for themselves. In these years, the guy in his hand is the last word.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Three hundred taels is right, which means that three thousand taels of silver can buy ten. Okay, my ancestor took off these pants. Zu Dashou laughed, walked up to the city tower in full view of everyone, and his belt fell off as soon as his pants were loosened.