My wife can't be like this

The terrible thing about Mr. Mo 4.

"I don't know too well," Wen Shao replied behind him, the vibration in his chest was transmitted through the fabric to Mo Yu's back, which made the young man feel crispy, "I rode horses with my grandfather when I was very young." .”

That's right, General Wen and Master Mo are in the same grade, so Wen Shao should not have been very old when General Wen went out to fight. "I've never been able to ride a horse. I've been in pretty much the same shape since I was a child, and I don't like exercising."

Wen Shao felt the body shape of the person in his arms, nodded, "It's really thinner." Because he can surround Mo Yu's entire waist with one arm, and he knows its softness, it is really a willow waist.Wen Shao was not used to this kind of system in the past. Wen Shao, who grew up in the army, has his own set of aesthetics, but now, this set of aesthetics seems to be brought by Mo Yu little by little. elsewhere.

For example, he found that the loose ink hair that is not suitable for soldiers and wars matches the skin of bullying Saixue with a special charm; Fufeng's soft and slender waist; a personality that is not disciplined enough to dare to think of new ideas... These elements that are incompatible with Wen Shao's previous life make Wen Shao feel unable to move his eyes at this time.

"Where is Zipei?" Wen Shao let the hair spread on his chest, softly said, "When did you start learning to draw?"

"Me?" The man in front of the horse thought for a while, "Probably he has been drawing since he picked up the pen." In fact, he managed to pick up the pen, and started to draw impatiently.In fact, it was the first time he took a brush when Mo Yu was full moon and grasping the week. He was so happy that Mr. Mo thought that there would be a young talent in the family in the future, but who would have thought that when Mo Yu grew up, he would play truant all day long and draw a little erotic palace? ... If it wasn't because Mo Yu was the youngest son of the Mo family, and he had a little bit of other skills, he would have been kicked out of the gate long ago.

Mo Yu started to get on the horse and still had some charming thoughts, but halfway along the way, he and Wen Shao talked to each other about their childhood, and the journey was over unconsciously.

"Here we are." Wen Shao got off his horse and carried Mo Yu off his horse. "I had someone bring the things here in the morning, and it should be the open space behind the arena by now. Let's go straight there."

Mo Yu naturally agreed, so the two of them didn't go through the formal procedures, just by Wen Shao's face, they entered the experiment site, and the artillery was indeed set up, and even the targets and viewing seats were set up on the field. At this time, there were several people After studying the model back and forth, seeing Wen Shao walk to the viewing booth, one of the leaders ran over immediately.

"General, we are in charge of weapon production, and we are checking the safety of this artillery just now."

Wen Shao shook his head, "How was the result?"

"From the internal structure and appearance, there should be no problem. The suggestion is to try the iron stone ammunition first, and then replace it with gunpowder if there is no problem." This suggestion is also reasonable. The door that Mo Yu and Qiu Hua worked out Generally speaking, artillery is still improved based on the artillery of this era. Its function is mainly thrust rather than attack. It can throw gunpowder and iron stones at the same time. In the current uncertain security situation, it is natural Ironstone is safer.

"Well," Wen Shao understood these principles better than Mo Yu, and immediately agreed, "Then prepare like this."

The man bowed and retreated, "It's the general, and it will be ready in half a stick of incense. Please wait here for a while, the general."

What the man said was indeed correct. After a while, the artillery on the kung fu field was ready, and someone who looked like an adjutant came to explain to them the distance of the target and the expected effect. After the call, Wen Shao went down After giving the initial order, the flags were raised up to the test site, only to hear a "boom", an iron ball rushed out with sparks of friction, and flew straight to the first target in the center of the field. A crude scope was added to this cannon. At this time, this thing just played a good role-although the iron ball was small, it hit the target at once. Not only that, after the target was hit, the iron ball also Persisted in rushing forward for a while, it seemed that there was still power left, which showed that the artillery was full of strength.

Then, the second goal and the third goal were all completed accurately and satisfactorily, and the commentator couldn't help but get excited, "This cannon is still a miniature version at this time, but it can have such power. If it can be made real Version, aiming power and attack power will become another big killer."

Few people here knew Mo Yu, and Wen Shao didn't introduce his wife much to them, so Mo Yu just listened to the other party's praise for himself, the half of the designer, and self-inflated.

Wen Shao was also very satisfied with the result. After aiming at the target three times, he asked people to shoot a few more times, and found that there was still no problem. Wen Shao ordered to fill it with gunpowder.

The impact of gunpowder is naturally inferior to that of iron and stone, but its destructive power can make up for these shortcomings. After several experiments, the weapon master obtained data and reported it to Wen Shao: "The safety and heating time of this artillery are comparable to those of city patrol artillery. It’s the same, but it has a longer range and better accuracy, which can make the gunpowder burn more completely and exert its power. The recoil has not improved much, but it should be smaller than the previous one.”

"That means it can be mass-produced?" Mo Yu interjected.

"Master Hui, that's right." Although the man often didn't know Mo Yu's identity in the military camp, he saw him sitting next to Wen Shaoqie. He was never an unknown figure, so he replied respectfully.

It's just that Mo Yu didn't have much time to pay attention to whether he was polite and knew how to advance and retreat at this time, but was happy for his conclusion.

"Zhenlu, so you can take it out to sea!"

"..." The little general looked at the other party's shining eyes, and really couldn't say the rest of the words. After all, if he really wanted to produce a new weapon, how could it be so fast?First, it was tested in a separate site, then it was reported to the emperor for formal experimentation, and then it was approved by the emperor, and the household and military departments jointly completed the procedures, and finally produced.The things produced have to be tested, and it is basically impossible for the artillery produced in this way to fight in areas that are not valued in the southeast sea.

But even though the procedure was like this, the young man's heart had already been conveyed to Wen Shao, so the little general gave him a show of face, "Zhenlu will definitely return with a complete victory."

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