Chapter Ninety-Five: Chasing Souls with Guns and Guns

Hongji's face bloomed with joy, but he said: "It's not a pleasure, if you dare to run out of the customs without permission before the milk smell is dry, that is, you are lucky, and you can come back." ”

Zhang Mao didn't believe what Hongzhi said, so he simply asked Hua Houwei himself: "Five hundred people have fought such a record against the sky, Your Highness, don't hide your secrets!" ”

Hongzhi just wanted to stop Hua Houwei from telling the truth, but after thinking about it, he couldn't hide it, five hundred people could control it, how could Ordos control it? Let Hua Houwei say it.

Hua Houwei understood that Hongzhi had acquiesced, so he said with a smile: "British duke, I have taken a big advantage in weapons, but I am not proficient in the art of war. ”

"Oh?" The British man's eyes lit up and looked at Hua Houwei: "Could it be a fire gun?" ”

"Yes!" Hua Houwei provoked a thumb up. Zhang Mao's eyes dimmed, and he reluctantly said, "Can the fire gun also have such power?" The old minister heard of it for the first time. ”

Hua Hou Wei laughed: "No, it's a new type of fire gun soul chasing gun!" With a range of 300 zhang, guns bite meat! Two hundred and thirty rounds in a quarter of an hour! ”

"What?" Zhang Mao couldn't believe his ears and roared loudly: "How much? ”

"Three hundred zhang accurate shooting, two hundred and thirty rounds in a quarter of an hour!"

"Impossible! No way! Your Highness, do you know what you're talking about? Zhang Mao was furious, how could such a ridiculous thing be? Your Highness, this is to see that I am old, is it easy to deceive?

Hua Houwei looked at Zhang Mao helplessly: "There are guns in the palace, and there are bullets, but you can't test the guns in the palace, the movement is too big!" ”

Hongzhi looked at Zhang Mao worriedly, this guy is old, don't have any accidents: "British Gong, I have tried the soul chasing gun, and it is indeed as Wei'er said, the range accuracy is extremely amazing." ”

Zhang Mao didn't relentlessly pull Hua Houwei: "Your Highness, can the old man want to see it?" ”

Hua Houwei couldn't bear to say: "British duke, this is still a court, is it okay to wait for the dynasty to disperse?" ”

"Not good! Your Highness, do you know how hard the border soldiers are? If there is such a soul-chasing gun, where is the hard work to support it? I've already killed the steppe barbarians! ”

Hongzhi's face turned red instantly, Hua Houwei had long been clamoring to expand production, he just didn't agree. It's really too lethal, and with a telescope, it's even more dangerous. If it really has to be distributed, the emperor's life will be in turmoil.

Liu Jian became interested: "Your Highness, is it really so miraculous?" ”

Hua Houwei shook his head: "This shot is not good, I have long planned to eliminate it." The new gun has been finalized, but it can't be produced, and it's too expensive. ”

No way! Zhang Mao's temples jumped suddenly, grabbed Hua Houwei, and his eyes were about to bulge out of his sockets: "Is there anything better?" ”

"Oh, English duke, there's no end to this. As long as the technology is in place, the silver is in place, there are many good ones! ”

Zhang Mao let go of his hand, only to feel that the world was spinning, and he fell to his knees: "Your Majesty!" I implore the emperor to disperse the court immediately and move to the military field of the Governor's Mansion School of the Five Armies to test the gun! ”

Hongzhi looked at the Chinese courtiers in embarrassment, and Liu Daxia stood up: "Your Majesty, the courtiers and others are also curious about having such a magic spear. ”

Alas, Hongzhi sighed in his heart and waved his robe sleeves: "That's the case, put the driving school military field!" ”

Mu Bin led the Jinyi Guard, Mai Xiu took Dongchang, and passed the military field of the Governor's Mansion School of the Five Armies through the sieve five times, and Hongzhi led the ministers to enter.

"Shanqing, you're coming!" Hua Houwei commanded the staff to arrange the shooting range, and called Zhu Shanqing to show his face well.

"Your Highness, how do you try?" Zhang Mao rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes kept staring at the soul chasing gun in Zhu Shanqing's hand.

"See, there is a target for 30 zhang, 50 zhang, and 100 zhang in front, and a banner for 500 zhang. You hold the binoculars and wish Shanqing five shots at each target. ”

"Okay, Your Majesty, shall we begin?"

Hongji couldn't help but laugh a little, this person is like a child when he gets old. So he nodded: "Then let's get started." ”

A group of ministers each had a telescope, and they all stood beside Zhu Shanqing, looking at the target of thirty zhang.

Zhu Shanqing's hands trembled so much, Hua Houwei went up and kicked it: "What are you shaking?" Aren't you pretty good at killing people? Slippery, shoot now! ”

Syllable! The first shot was crooked, Huahou jumped up angrily, and Zhang Mao hurriedly stopped: "Your Royal Highness, people have missed horses and horses, and if you force him, he can't fight well!" ”

Zhu Shanqing suddenly put down the gun and jumped up.

"What are you doing?"

"Master, I'll run two laps to relax."

Huahou Wei was angry and wanted to hit someone again: "It's really dog meat that can't go to the feast!" ”

Hongji snorted: "Hou Wei, who doesn't have a nervous time?" Let him go! ”

Zhu Shanqing jumped twice, lay down again, raised the gun to aim, snap! There was a cloud of dust ahead.

"Hit!" Zhang Mao jumped up happily.

Hua Houwei pouted: "It's only eight rings, it's too smelly!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the gunshots rang out again.

Zhang Mao's hands trembled so much, thirty zhang hit the bull's-eye! It's not a dream, is it?

Zhu Shanqing entered his own rhythm, there was nothing between heaven and earth, only the target in front of him. Reload, aim, fire, unload, repeat and never look around.

"Oh my God!" Zhang Mao waited for Zhu Shanqing to shoot the bullets in the gun again, and when he pressed the bullets again, he exclaimed in surprise.

Hongzhi also nodded slightly, Wei'er's subordinates are still good, and they can still be so comfortable in front of me and the ministers, well, it's good.

Ma Wensheng's face was full of light, and he pulled Hongzhi to start the chatter mode: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, such a magic spear!" The minister is really unheard of, unheard of, unseen! Fifty zhang bullets are not missing, and a hundred zhang to take the enemy's head is like a bag to take something, a magic gun! ”

Syllable! Gunfire rang out again. After a while, Zhu Shanqing put down the gun and stood up, retreating behind Hua Houwei.

Hua Houwei smiled proudly at Zhang Mao: "British duke, how is it?" I didn't lie to you, did I? ”

Zhang Mao was so excited that he burst into tears for a while! "Your Highness, the old minister, the old minister hates!"

The second monk Huahou Weizhang was confused, what do you mean?

"If this shot had appeared earlier, where would there have been a defeat at the Civil Fort? My father, my uncle, uncle, ah, why? Zhang Mao knelt on the ground and mourned, with tears in his eyes.

Hongzhi knew that Zhang Mao was moved by his true feelings, sighed, and gave Hua Houwei a look. Hua Houwei stepped forward to support Zhang Mao: "British Gong, this gun is not early, you don't have to be sad, some things are fate!" ”

"Huh? Why? Zhang Mao's eyes were red and he glared at Hua Houwei.

"I made this gun! You look simple, but in fact, it's too difficult. If nothing else, do you know how much money you just spent? ”

Zhang Mao got up from the ground and stared at Hua Houwei viciously: "How much?" ”

"Thirty taels of silver! It was only thirty rounds of ammunition, not counting the money for making guns. Hua Houwei said bitterly, and did not forget to look back at Hongzhi.

Zhang Mao pointed to the bullet casings scattered on the ground and asked in surprise, "That's it?" One is only one tael of silver? ”