Yan Zhang's suppression of the bandits failed, and he returned to the city capital in embarrassment, got the message left by Nian Wu, took Xiao Nian, and led a dozen soldiers to the Mingshi Academy. Xiao Nian saw her mother, who had lost her breath, knelt on the ground and hugged Nian Wu and Zhang Yiliang.

Yan Zhang said coldly: The big husband should be as imposing as a rainbow, there are so many women in the world, if you die, you will find a few more.

Everyone gave him a blank look, and he knew that he was bored, and left.

Zhang Yiliang was teary-eyed and heartbroken, and decided to send Nian Wu to a mute village for burial. Guan Xiaowan sent someone to buy a coffin and a carriage overnight. I wanted to bury Nian Wu Fuling in person, but was stopped by Zhang Yiliang, saying that Nian Wu likes to be quiet. Therefore, separated from everyone, he and Xiao Nian drove the carriage to the paradise of the mute village.

Back to the paradise of the mute village, it was a few days later in the evening, Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Nian buried Nian Wu next to the rape flowers, facing the stream, rape flowers, and all kinds of wild flowers that bloom in all seasons.

That night, heavy snow began to fall in Shuzhong, and this paradise was not spared, and it was covered with snow in just a few hours. Overnight, a hundred flowers were defeated, and the sky and the earth were vast. Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Nian slept in clothes. I don't know how long I slept, in the melodious flute, Zhang Yiliang woke up slowly, and when he walked out of the house, he found Xiao Nian sitting in front of Nian Wu's grave playing the flute, and in the snow, he saw Xiao Nian a black spot.

Zhang Yiliang wore snow boots, walked up to Xiao Nian, landed on one knee, and squatted down to watch Xiao Nian play the flute. Xiao Nian stopped, pulled Zhang Yiliang back to the grass hut, opened a firewood door, and entered the cave. Zhang Yiliang found that Xiao Nian had prepared lunch for him - roast rabbit.

This little thought is amazing. Zhang Yiliang thought to himself. He is not as delicate and emotional as Nian Wu, and he does not take care of Xiao Nian like Nian Wu. He didn't know that Xiao Nian at this time was extremely dependent on him, and he couldn't live without him...... He has become Xiao Nian's only support for this sensitive little girl.

After the two finished lunch, Xiao Nian took Zhang Yiliang to visit the cave. This cave, which is enough for 100 square meters, is divided into several areas, the back kitchen, the alchemy furnace, and the weapons workshop. The cave is large and has a natural exhaust hole at the top, which is very much on display. The firewood used in the kitchen, the charcoal burned in the armory, and the large amount of gunpowder on the side of the alchemy furnace...... Everything.

It seems that there is something else in this paradise, Zhang Yiliang thought.

Xiao Nian stepped on the chair next to the alchemy furnace, opened the lid of the alchemy furnace, and took out a few black pills from it. After a long stroke, I probably want to say that this is an elixir for the treatment of internal injuries...... Zhang Yiliang didn't believe this, the medicine that came out of the ancient alchemy furnace was more terrible than the medicine on a certain advertisement he had seen.

Back in the room full of books, Zhang Yiliang sat at the desk and thought of Lu Nianwu again. This woman, who has known him for less than 20 days, is a woman who uses her life to maintain a deformed love. She blindly flatters Zhang Yiliang on weekdays, but she has no hesitation in times of danger......

In this troubled world, there is no public order, life is like a mustard, and he has no internal strength, and things like Nian Wu may still happen. No, I've got to figure it out. He muttered to himself.

Even if you learn martial arts, the internal force is implanted by people, and you don't have any sports cells, let alone practice kung fu. What is self-taught, self-created kung fu and the like, Zhang Yiliang understands, it is too impossible.

There it was, he thought, I can make my own pistol. In terms of precision, it is certainly not as precise as the pistols of the 21st century, but the level of firearms can certainly be made.

So I found some yellowed blank pages and made a design drawing. He drew separate drawings of each part of the firecracker, and decided to separate the parts and take them outside to be made by a blacksmith.

Barrels, sleeves, heads, re-entry springs, hinges, chambers, firing pins, hammers, return needle springs, triggers, trigger retainers, hammer springs, pressure rods, magazines, clip springs.

The parts of the fire gun alone made Zhang Yiliang spend two days and two nights, engrossed, and spent all his energy to pull out the memory in his brain little by little. Description, drawing, dimensioning, proofreading...... Feeling that there was no problem, he rode a horse with Xiao Nian to more than a dozen nearby towns, spending a few hundred taels of silver to find seven or eight precision iron factories to make parts and components.

Next up are the bullets. The bullet seems simple, but in fact the structure is very complex, and in the era of thermal weapons, the bullet alone is dozens of processes. I can't care so much, my bullets are iron bullets, fine iron shells, primers, gunpowder. It will be used, and it will be good to kill people.

The predecessors of this mute village were estimated to be idle and bored, and used sulfur, saltpeter, soaphorn, candles and other materials to refine a variety of gunpowder, a red powder, which can be ignited by knocking on a stone, suitable for use as a primer for bullet detonators. Ordinary gunpowder was used to fill it as propellant.

It took another two days for Zhang Yiliang to finally draw the drawings of the warhead, cartridge case, and primer detonator, complete the dimensional verification, and hand it over to an external precision blacksmith for separate production. At the same time, the various parts of the fire gun were recovered. Considering that the assembly will also eliminate defective products, Zhang Yiliang made two sizes when he delivered, and each size made three sets of components.

It took another day to assemble the recovered parts, and in the end only two sixteen-centimeter-long firecrackers and one ten-centimeter-long firecracker were finally assembled. The gun looks pretty good, with a magazine capacity of 10 rounds. The specifications of the bullet are slightly smaller. Don't worry about it for now, wait for the bullet to get better, try the effect, and continue to optimize and improve.

Playing with the fire gun in their hands, Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Nian came to Nian Wu's grave again, and said a lot of words, only feeling that they owed her. I thought that as a doctor, I came up with a foolproof plan to save a good person, but it led to a catastrophe. Not only did he get involved in a large group of friends, but he also got his girlfriend.

lost his wife and broke his soldiers. Zhang Yiliang smiled bitterly and said: If you had done this fire bolt earlier, maybe you wouldn't have died......

Seeing Xiao Nian using the fire gun as a toy on the side, Zhang Yiliang seized the time to teach Xiao Nian the skills of using the fire gun. That little fire gun will be Xiao Nian's self-defense in the future.

Taking advantage of his spare time, Zhang Yiliang also found some leather from several other rooms, cut and sewed three fire gun covers. However, Xiao Nian didn't like to pin this thing to his waist, so Zhang Yiliang had to sew a small bag hanging diagonally for him and put the fire gun inside.

However, Nian Wu is not here, what is the use of making such three firearms? Zhang Yiliang thought, forget it, I will carry one myself, and others will use both hands for swords, and I will use two hands for pistols. I wonder if the first two-handed sharpshooter in history is me Zhang Yiliang!

The bullet model was finally ready, Zhang Yiliang took it back to the dumb village, loaded it with gunpowder, detonator, stuffed the warhead, and clamped it with pliers. More than a dozen sets of model parts, loaded into only four rounds, each gun reloaded. The killing range of an ordinary pistol is 50 meters, Zhang Yiliang measured the approximate distance, and tried it with his own firearm. The shell popped out, and the warhead flew out and hit the trunk of the tree that was the target.

When I ran to take a look, the bullet was inserted into the bark of the tree, but it did not hit the wooden flesh, let alone hit the trunk with an ideal effect of rumbling, and the lethality was very average. Try it with Xiao Nian's gun again, the distance is about thirty meters, teach her to aim by hand, pull the trigger, and snap! This time, the bullet sent a rumble out of the trunk, and the bullet got stuck in the flesh.

The third test was with the last firearm, forty meters away, but this time it failed, and the bullet exploded. It turned out that a screw next to the barrel was twisted, which caused the interface to be misaligned when the barrel was installed later, so I changed the sleeve, reinstalled it, checked it carefully, and finally succeeded.

Gunpowder was born in the folk as early as the Spring and Autumn Period in China, but most of them were used by warlocks for alchemy, and it was not really used in warfare until the end of the Tang Dynasty, and it was used in large numbers by officials in the Song Dynasty. This technology is also one of the most cheating inventions in history, but we invented it ourselves, but we didn't make good use of it, and it spread to the West, where Westerners used it to make guns and cannons, and then came to abuse us......

There are no problems with the bullets, notify the manufacturer to mass production, first a thousand rounds. After Lu Nianwu's first seven worships, Zhang Yiliang spent a few more days filling the 1,000 rounds of ammunition with glue. He asked Xiao Nian to take thirty rounds of ammunition to practice shooting, and gave him another seventy rounds of ammunition to spare. He had two guns filled up and another three hundred rounds spare.

With two guns in hand, I have them all over the world! Zhang Yiliang also went outside to practice. With this artifact, whether you are a master or not, you will be knocked down by Lao Tzu with one shot......

Zhang Yiliang finally regained his previous self-confidence, and he was going to use these guns to avenge his girlfriend Lu Nianwu. Find that white-eyed wolf and use him to pay tribute to Lu Nianwu, as well as these firecrackers. So together with Xiao Nian, he rode a fast horse towards the city.

Although Baume & Mercier has experienced a big fight, it has reopened after a few days of repairs, and it is still so prosperous, and it is still full of people, and it is still drunk and golden. Guan Xiaowan hid Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Nian in her boudoir, and she had already heard the news of the white-eyed wolf.

That person is a native of Chengdu, named Tian San, who makes a big horse knife and is born with cataracts, but he also learns a horse-turning knife technique that relies on ingenuity to win. A few years ago, he joined the account of Li Te, the leader of the Eastern Qiang tribe. Tian San is a local ruffian, not welcomed, that day by Zhang Yiliang palm hurt that normal eye, plus his other eye was born with cataracts, is now blind, is recuperating in the Di tribe.

Guan Xiaowan told Zhang Yiliang that she had let out the wind, saying that there was a miracle doctor who specialized in treating eye diseases, which could restore vision to the white eyes, and could also use animal eyes instead of human eyes to restore vision. Guan Xiaowan's idea was: let a master disguise himself as a miracle doctor and directly poison Na Tian San in the name of healing. Then he changed his disguise and escaped from the territory of the Di tribe.

I have to kill this Tian San with my own hands. Zhang Yiliang said categorically.

You only have internal strength, you can't kill moves, it's not easy to go deep into the tiger's den, how can you escape after killing someone?" Guan Xiaowan asked.

I'll accompany you there. A person broke in outside the door, it was Xiao Ke.

Hehe, although Miss Xiao knows martial arts, do you know how many masters there are in the territory of the Di clan? Guan Xiaowan asked anxiously. Her concerns are reasonable, but she is arrogant by nature, never asks for help, and says angrily: If you are determined to go, Childe please take care of herself.

You help me take care of Xiao Nian, and if I can't come back, you help me take care of her for the rest of my life. Zhang Yiliang said and went out.

If you don't come back, I will teach her the art of a servant, and let her become a plaything in this world like me. Guan Xiaowan was even more angry and said urgently.

Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Ke are the kind of masters who will do it if they recognize it, and the nine cows can't pull it back. They bought a Hu man costume in a Hu Ren shop, and it was already evening, the snow was falling, the cold wind was howling, and the ground, roof, and trees were covered with a thick layer of snow. Both of them wore fluffy hats, a fir jacket, a velvet jacket, a mink coat, cotton trousers, and thick boots.

Dressed up as the Hu people of the Di tribe, Zhang Yiliang and Xiao Ke returned to the Mingshi Academy, Guan Xiaowan had already prepared a medicine box, forged the seal letter of the Di people, etc. was introduced by Guan Xiaowan's people layer by layer, and was finally brought into the territory of the Di tribe by a Di people. Guan Xiaowan looked at the two of them upstairs, her heart ached faintly, she obviously didn't want him to go, she obviously hoped that it was herself who was next to him...... But he didn't want to say it.

This time we went deep into the tiger's den in Longtan, can we get out of the whole body? Let's see the next chapter.