Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The civil and military officials moved slowly.

The guards who came with the Emperor immediately stepped forward to rearrange the scattered seats.

After a short while, everyone took their seats, but the discussions didn't stop.

"Listen to that, telling us to sit tight. Do you think that artifact that can split mountains and crack rocks is real?"

"Tch, if it were before, I might have believed it a little, but now I don't. You know our Lord Fang, he has to stir up trouble wherever he goes! And hunting? Look at the little bit of stuff he hunted today, it's not his style. It's clear that today is destined to be a disappointing return."

"Yes! Makes sense, makes sense."

Seeing that everyone was seated, Fang Zheng continued, "There are three weapons to be displayed today, and each of them can change the landscape of the current war. I dare not say invincible! But according to the current situation, my Great Jing is destined to be in an invincible position!"

The ministers didn't have any special reaction, only feeling that he was bragging.

Emperor Jing waited in full anticipation, having already witnessed the hand cannon. It was indeed incredibly magical. If everyone could be equipped with it, then the combat power of the Great Jing would undoubtedly increase greatly!

However, he learned from chatting on the way back that the cost was too high. If it were to be used as standard equipment, it would take a lot of time to improve the craftsmanship.

Now there are still two more.....

Seeing that the discussion below was gradually coming to an end, Fang Zheng waved his hand backward.

Immediately, a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard stepped forward, carrying a heavy wooden box.

Opening the box, it revealed neatly arranged muskets and short cannons inside.

Fang Zheng pulled out a short cannon, holding it with both hands and displaying it in front of everyone: "This first item is called a hand cannon. It can fire three bullets in succession, and can break armor within fifty paces, causing casualties to the enemy! Once a bullet enters the body, the enemy has a slim chance of survival."

"Someone, bring up the target!"

The Embroidered Uniform Guard behind him brought up the prepared target. Fang Zheng stood sideways and raised his gun to shoot.

Bang, bang, bang, three shots hit the target steadily!

The whole place was immediately silent...

Everyone's eyes looked at the target, and then at the hand cannon in Fang Zheng's hand.

For a moment, some didn't react.

They just heard a burst of sound, and it was over?

Although the civil officials reacted slowly, the military generals immediately understood. Many people stood up, craning their necks to carefully observe the pierced target.

Suddenly, someone excitedly shouted loudly: "Good weapon! But... what about after three shots?"

Fang Zheng laughed loudly: "After three shots, naturally it needs to be reloaded. These are some of its shortcomings. Although it is fast and convenient, reloading is troublesome."

After saying that, he threw the hand cannon to Zhang Biao, who was beside him.

Zhang Biao took the hand cannon and began to reload it swiftly. During this reloading process, many people began to calm down.

"Too slow! This gun is convenient to use and has good power, but reloading is troublesome. It can be seen that it is only suitable for guards or assassinations! There is no time to reload in an emergency!"

Emperor Jing couldn't help but nod.

He immediately discovered this problem. The hand cannon was good and could improve combat power, but it was a bit exaggerated to say that it could change the war.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng took out the second item from the box and showed it to everyone.

Emperor Jing couldn't help but lean forward, tightly grabbing the armrests of the chair with both hands, even his fingers began to turn white.

Long? Long gun? This gun looks more powerful than the hand cannon!

"This gun is called a flintlock gun, and its power is far above that of a bow and arrow! Iron armor that bows and arrows cannot penetrate, the flintlock gun can do it!"

As he said that, Fang Zheng raised his hand and fired a shot at the target, then threw it to Zhang Biao to reload.

"The disadvantage is also that changing bullets is troublesome and takes time."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Emperor Jing's eyes... The power is above the hand cannon, but it still has the same shortcomings?

If this is the case, whether from the perspective of universality or cost, the overall is not as good as bows and arrows.

The only advantage is that the cost of getting started is low. As long as you have long hands, you can use it. Unlike bows and arrows, it takes a lot of time to practice.

The other military generals also had similar expressions, obviously having quickly realized various problems.

There was regret and disappointment, but seeing such a weapon today was already worthwhile, but unfortunately, the shortcomings were a bit too serious.

Fang Zheng's voice was still coming slowly.

"Although the flintlock gun also has the characteristic of troublesome bullet changes, this shortcoming can be overcome because of the long range! After this gun was successfully developed, I ordered people to customize a combat method for it, called three-stage firing! Someone, demonstrate!"

A row of targets was brought out again, and twenty-odd Embroidered Uniform Guards from Taoyuan County came out at the same time.

Each person picked a gun, and quickly lined up in front, middle, and back.

The so-called three-stage firing is actually dividing all the shooters into three teams. One team fires, one team stands by to prepare to fire, and one team fills ammunition to top the position of the standby team. The process repeats, endlessly cycling. This eliminates the blank period of filling ammunition and prevents the possibility of the opponent rushing in at close range and breaking through the formation.

The three rows of Embroidered Uniform Guards began to fire in stages. For a time, only the sound of gunfire was heard loudly in the camp!

It was almost like a torrential rain, continuous and non-stop.

The hearts of everyone present were almost driven to quicken by the fierce gunfire.

Whether civil or military officials, their eyes were wide open, and they stood up to watch.

Two minutes later... the shooting stopped.

The faint smell of gunpowder burning filled the noses of everyone in the camp...

Everyone's eyes were focused on the fragmented target.

At this time, in their eyes, besides amazement... there was also fanaticism!

Emperor Jing's hands trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but step forward to examine it carefully.

Suddenly, one of the ministers stepped out from the crowd and knelt down in front of Emperor Jing.

He clasped his fists excitedly and said: "Your Majesty! Lord Fang is not lying. This artifact does have the power to change the war. If it is equipped in the army, or another gun army is formed, the Northern Rong cavalry will no longer be a serious problem for my Great Jing!"

Following closely, other military officers also stepped out from the crowd and spoke one after another.

Fang Zheng looked up and was a little surprised.

The leader was the Western Expedition General, Duke Dai Guo, Song Hui.

He usually didn't deal much with military officers. After all, there was always an invisible dividing line between civil and military officials. Also, one was afraid of not being able to hold back his snarky mouth and getting beaten, and the other was that the military officers behaved somewhat strangely.

The military officers were not the loud and boisterous figures he had seen on TV in his impression.

Instead, they were surprisingly silent, all looking very thoughtful. They didn't speak much on weekdays and didn't like to talk.

Since people didn't like to talk, he naturally couldn't put a hot face on a cold ass.

On the contrary, the civil officials were like they had been injected with chicken blood, jumping around in front of him all day long.

Now that Duke Dai Guo, an old man, was showing such excitement, it was quite beyond Fang Zheng's expectations.

Emperor Jing raised his hand and waved it lightly: "Everyone, get up! It's just a small scene, why be like this? It's not proper!"

"Fang Qing, how much does a flintlock gun cost?"

Fang Zheng calmed down and said: "Your Majesty, there is one more item that has not been displayed yet. Why not wait for me to display it all together before answering your questions?"

"Alright, let's do as you say." Emperor Jing nodded and then sat down again.

The generals also walked back to their seats with excitement.

Seeing that order had been restored, Fang Zheng said loudly: "Someone! Pull out the last item!"

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