In Huating County, all the bureaucrats and Xu's main personnel in Huating County were concentrated here to discuss the matter of Zhennan Army blocking the county town but not attacking it outside the city.

"These people surrounded the county town and moved forward again and again. What is this intention? Mr. Xu, have you asked someone to negotiate with this army? Why is this happening?"

The Huating County Magistrate looked at Xu Youqing in confusion.

"I really don't know what they are doing? I want to trap us in the city? There is water and food in the city, which is enough for us to spend a year. Even if they surround them for a year, it won't work?"

Xu Youqing had some ominous premonition in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

"What is that intention? This... This... Mr. Xu! Look! That's a musket! It's a musket! What a big musket!"

The Huating County Magistrate pointed at the city with a panic look on his face. Xu Youqing looked outside the city and was shocked.

Five huge cannons were exposed from the barracks of Zhennan Army. The cannon was 100 meters tall, and the black muzzle was facing the gate of Huating County, which was already blocked, with a very deterrent effect.

"They want to attack the city?"

The Huating County Magistrate was shocked: "Mr. Xu, there are only 300 soldiers in the city. Even if there are guards from each family, there are less than 1,000 troops outside the city... This... there must be at least 5,000, and such a large musket. What should we do?"

The Huating County Magistrate is usually a voice-over of the Xu family. He is basically a puppet made by the Xu family and pretends to show the people. All the county affairs and even the things in Songjiang Prefecture are discussed by them, and they will definitely protect the interests of the Xu family.

Therefore, a few years ago, the young official who had just passed the Jinshi exam and was released as a county magistrate also wanted to hold the Xu family's thigh and seek a step forward.

Naturally, his level is very poor, and he panics when he encounters something.

"You can't panic. Even if you want to attack the city, they have to have an explanation. I will send someone out to talk to them. Even if the negotiations break down, there will be an explanation!"

Xu Youqing's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

Shaoqing came out of the Zhennan Army barracks, and then Xu Youqing saw the soldiers of Zhennan Army who were struggling in the city for a long time, then put a cloth bag into the frame of the catapult, and then smashed the cloth bag directly with the catapult.

The cloth bag crossed a beautiful arc and directly hit the city tower, scaring the group of young and old.

When they found out that this was not a weapon but a simple cloth bag, they were confused. The county magistrate instructed his men to open the cloth bag, and then...

"ah!!!!"

Screams kept coming.

Even Xu Youqing, who had been sleeping with the emperor, was inexplicably frightened by this.

Because he saw Xu Nianzu, he was in this cloth bag!

And it's not complete!

At this moment, in the military camp, Zheng Ying was inspecting a batch of arms sent from Myanmar that had just arrived from the sea one hour ago.

There are bird guns and various types of cannons, such as the super musket and red cannons that Zheng Ying had been jealous of for a long time, with a total of five gates, specially sent to Zheng Ying for attacking cities and threatening the enemy.

The weapons sent by this batch were basically firearms, and the number was large, which was enough for Zheng Ying to use next. However, among these batches of firearms, there were a batch of small but very special firearms. The batch of ten flintlock guns came with a craftsman. The craftsman carried the token of Xu Guangqi, the head of the Burmese Firearm Manufacturing Bureau, and asked him to find Zheng Ying as soon as he landed.

"Xu Guangqi? Didn't he make firearms in Myanmar? Why did you find me?"

Zheng Ying asked the craftsman strangely.

"That's right. Director Xu meant that this batch of flintlock guns is the latest product. The soldiers on the battlefield need to try the test performance. Not only you, but also Xiao, but also in Hanzhong, we have arranged people to send them."

Zheng Ying curiously picked up a flintlock gun and looked at it.

"It's so beautiful. This carving must be made by a master, right?"

The craftsman said depressedly: "General Zheng, this is not for viewing. This is the latest flintlock gun made by our Firearm Manufacturing Bureau after two years of hard work. These flintlock guns are rifled!"

"Oh?Rifling?"

Zheng Ying then took it seriously and looked inside the barrel. It was indeed rifled.

"The rifled flintlock guns in our entire army are only more than 2,000, most of them are in the commander's personal guards. There are only a small number of them here, and I only have two hundred of them under my command. You... are too few? Only ten?"

Zheng Ying looked at the craftsmen with complaint: "Your Firearm Manufacturing Bureau eats one million taels of silver every year, right? Can you make a little more this? This thing is accurate and far away. Our ordinary guns can only be fifty steps away. If you don't know where to fly outside the fifty steps, this thing can be more than a hundred steps. If there are soldiers on the battlefield, I can destroy the enemy with one volley! I can give you a thousand or eight hundred and can handle my brothers!"

The craftsman was almost fighting with Zheng Ying.

"General Zheng, I'm not kidding you. An ordinary rifled flintlock gun would have to use twelve taels of silver! One thousand pieces is 12,000 taels. If there is no waste, do you know how much effort our master would have to make a rifled flintlock gun?

It takes almost ten days for three or five masters who are very skilled to get a piece together. The rifle is so difficult to get, and no one dares to say that they must be a good product to go to the battlefield!”

Of course, Zheng Ying also knew that this thing was not easy to work with, so he was less, so he just said it was fun.

So he smiled.

"I know, I know, joking! Then what? What is your director who sent you here this time? He specially sent me ten flintlock guns to my army of 50,000 people? This gun is made of gold?"

The craftsman shook his head quickly and then flipped out a wooden box from the arms pile.

As soon as he opened it, Zheng Ying saw that it was covered with oil paper bags, and took out a bag and put it in his hand, which was heavy.

"What? Lead projectile?"

"Be careful!"

The craftsman brought the oil paper bag and opened it carefully. Zheng Ying leaned over and looked at it: "Isn't it just a lead projectile? It's like silver... Hey? Why is the lead projectile not right? Why is it in this shape?"

The lead bullets that Zheng Ying saw were not the round bullets used in the bird guns that he had seen in the past, nor the larger round bullets used in the borehole flintlock guns that required a hammer to hammer into the chamber, but a cylinder on the lower body and a small conical lead bullet with a cone on the upper body.

"What kind of lead bullet is this? Why does it look so...oh, there is still oil?"

Zheng Ying couldn't help but take one and take it in his hand to see it.

"General Zheng, this is my purpose here to find you. I need you to find ten best soldiers who use guns, use this gun and this new type of lead for them, and let them try to shoot outside three hundred steps."

Zheng Ying was stunned for a moment.

"What? Three hundred steps? That's almost over to the Franchise gun! How is it possible?"

“Nothing is impossible.”
Chapter completed!