After confirming that the test object could shoot normally, Lawrence and Trevary did not sit idle, but seized the time to test the various properties of the weapon in the next few days.

Out of historical custom, Lawrence still tentatively named this new type of musket as rifle, which comes from the English rifle, which means rifling.

If you want to be installed in the army as a standard weapon, details such as the reliability, service life, and production difficulty of the rifle need to be considered in an all-round way.

"A humanoid target at a distance of 100 yards can hit 75 percent, and if the rifling engraving is more exquisite, it should be improved."

Major Trifali said to Lawrence, as he wrote it in his notes:

"Unfortunately, the process of making it is much more complicated than that of ordinary muskets, and the average apprentice should not be able to grasp the rifling engraving. Including this special bullet, the degree of fineness is more demanding, and it is basically impossible to mass-produce by manual production. ”

Lawrence also agreed, and during these days of testing, the two found that the Mini bullet is much more difficult to manufacture than the gun itself, including the materials used to make the bullet.

The front end was fine, but in order to accommodate the expansion of the back end, Lawrence decided to use a softer metallic lead, and as for the cork part of the rear end, the two found that the best effect was to cook the oak skin to soften it and cut it to get cork.

In mass production, the processing of the oak skin alone may require a lot of manpower.

Bullets are also the bulk of the material consumption in war, even under the tactics of lining up to shoot, it takes an average of 300 bullets to hit an enemy.

Coupled with the fact that soldiers using this firearm would need additional shooting learning and training, neither Lawrence nor Trefary expected the weapon to appear on the battlefield anytime soon.

"There shouldn't be troops in the short term." Major Trefarli caressed the gun in his hand with pity, and asked casually:

"I'd love to see it in action."

"Maybe there's a chance." Lawrence pondered for a moment and said:

"I can test this weapon on the patrol, and I can ask the Major to help me make ten rifles and corresponding bullets, and there is one more thing I hope Major Trefali will promise."

Major Trefali looked at Lawrence's expression, which was extremely serious and serious, even on the battlefield, Lawrence rarely showed such a look, so he subconsciously nodded in agreement.

"You should also know the importance of the rifle, and until the right time comes, I hope that the existence of this weapon is a secret between the two of us..."

......

On 20 February 1768, the Corsican Northern Legion observed that the Genoese army had moved its base from the fortress of Creekwood to Bastia, and that improvised fortifications had been built in the area around Bastia.

This meant that the Genoese had no intention of withdrawing to the Creekwood Fortress, a result that relieved both General Nathan and Lawrence, and that Lawrence's mission to the Northern Army was successfully completed.

At the same time, the ten rifles and corresponding bullets that Lawrence asked Major Trevary to make were almost complete. After all, the parts of the musket were removed from the scrapped smoothbore guns, and Major Trefali only had to complete the rifling and the construction of the bullets.

In addition, Major Trefarly also applied the technique of the rifle to his pistol, making a rifled flintlock pistol for Lawrence.

Although the barrel of the pistol is short, and the hit rate is not guaranteed at long range, Lawrence can basically achieve a 90% hit rate for humanoid targets within 50 yards after several days of shooting training.

In the evening of that day, the soldiers of the 4th Battalion heard the news of Lawrence and Trafali's imminent departure, and coaxed Lieutenant Seth and several other representatives to pull them into the camp for a farewell party.

Although the only food for the evening was roasted potatoes and stewed wild vegetable soup, each soldier took out the bottle of liquor they had been given earlier, and saluted Lawrence and Trefali without stopping.

Even the soldiers of the other battalions rushed to join in the fun, taking a glass of liquor from the generous soldiers of the fourth battalion and joining in the toast to Lawrence.

Even Lawrence, who was not a drinker, was blushing at the heaval of the soldiers, and it was the first time since he arrived in the eighteenth century that Lawrence had spent such a presumptuous night.

Eventually, under the command of Lieutenant Seth, and though he was almost unconscious, all the soldiers joined hands around the camp's campfire and sang in unison a Corsican folk song of friendship.

General Nathan stood in front of the window of the castle's main building, looking down at the reveling soldiers below, his face complicated, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

In the early morning of 21 February, despite having not recovered from the headache of a hangover, Lawrence and Major Trefali packed their bags early, fearing that the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion would leave them behind to pour a stomach full of gin.

After a brief report to General Nathan, the two men took the two horses from the stable, and then brought a dozen or so orderlies to carry supplies and act as escorts.

It's been nearly three weeks since Lawrence left Ajaccio, and although he is a little worried about Ajaccio's situation these days, Lawrence also believes that Shaun Sr. and Grosso can handle it properly.

If something does happen, they should send a letter to themselves.

On the night of February 22, Lawrence and his party arrived in Ajaccio.

Although it was customary for them to return to Governor Pauly first and foremost, considering that it was getting late, Major Trefali rested for the night at Ajaccio's residence, while Lawrence returned to his home.

"You're back, sir!"

Anna opened the door of the house and saw Lawrence outside the door, her eyes lit up, and she wanted to take off her coat for Lawrence and prepare dinner for him quickly, so she turned around helplessly.

Lawrence also smiled and nodded, I hadn't seen her for more than half a month, Anna's face was much more rosy than before, and her skin, which had been yellowish due to malnutrition, had also become fair, and it was no longer the small briquettes in the slums.

"How's it going, Anna, how are you doing this time?"

"All is well, sir, and when I am bored, I will go to Mrs. Dura to pass the time."

Anna cheerfully took out bread and jam from the kitchen, suddenly remembered something, and said:

"By the way, sir, I have put all the news you asked me to put together in my study, do you want to read it now?"

Lawrence nodded while stuffing wheat bread into his mouth, and couldn't help but feel that Anna had really helped him a lot, at least he didn't have to worry about his life.

Taking a small stack of letter from Anna, Lawrence glanced at it casually.

Anna's handwriting is very beautiful, and although she has not received even an elementary school education, she can tell that it took a lot of effort to write these letters.