"Nani?" Yamaname Shixi was shocked, "Musket? Can you let me see it?"

"Come on!" He Guangyi clapped his hands, "Get a Hongwu-made pole!"

Ji Gang obeyed the order and ran out of the hospital. Not long after, he came in carrying a Hongwu-made matchlock gun that was almost as tall as a person and with a shiny barrel.

The technology tree is difficult to climb. Even the Ministry of Industry and the Firearms Foundry Bureau spent countless money. To this day, the Ming Dynasty's individual firearm is still the matchlock gun.

Everyone in the Shanming family stared at the Hongwu Zao in Ji Gang's hand as if they were seeing a peerless treasure.

The barrel is round and long, fixed on the polished wooden stock with iron hoops, giving it a somewhat indescribable beauty.

The butt of the gun is carefully carved to fit the soldier's shoulder perfectly. The hammer has a trigger, a matchlock magazine, and a front sight.

Japanese, when have you ever seen this?

Their greedy eyes and heavy breathing made He Guangyi take in all of them.

"Ji Baihu!" He Guangyi smiled slightly, "I will show you my Ming dynasty's musket to you all!"

"Here!" Ji Gang agreed.

Then he stood up straight, and according to his usual drills, he charged with the muzzle of the gun.

He took out the kraft paper fixed ammunition from his waist, bit off a corner and pointed it at the muzzle of the gun, poured in the gunpowder and pointed projectiles, then pulled out the copper bar and hammered it hard.

Hold the musket horizontally, put gunpowder into the ignition point, adjust the position of the matchlock, and place the butt against the shoulder to aim forward.

He shouted loudly, "Okay!"

He is affiliated with the Shandong Dusi. Li Jinglong's firearms battalion made a splash in the Liaodong War the year before. As a reserve military force in the Liaodong and Goryeo regions, their Shandong Dusi also began large-scale firearms drills.

To be precise, the rifles in their hands were all leftover by Li Jinglong that day. But even so, in the hands of Shandong Dusi's army, they were like treasures.

"The target tree!" He Guangyi said calmly, "Fire!"

boom!

Visible to the naked eye, Ji Gang's shoulders shook violently. A deafening explosion sounded, followed by a flash of fire.

The eyes of everyone in the Yamano family followed the trajectory of the projectile and looked at the target.

"Oh?" Everyone opened their mouths and stared blankly, as if they had lost their souls.

A cherry blossom tree as thick as an arm had been broken at the waist, and its pink petals fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sudden loud shout.

I saw Ji Gang taking off the short knife from his waist and hanging it on the muzzle of his gun, charging forward bravely.

"kill!"

With a click, the bayonet plunged hard into the trunk of the tree.

Draw the gun and stab again!

Then he swung his musket, and the butt of the rifle hit half of the tree.

If that tree were a human being, he would be killed on the spot.

He Guangyi squinted at the petrified Shan Ming Family and said, "Master Shan Ming Family, how about my Daming Firearms?" As he spoke, he suddenly sighed, "It's a pity that it's inconvenient to unload the naval gun, otherwise I'd like to show you what it means to crack mountains and crack rocks!

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He may have said this too early, because everyone in the Yamano family had not yet recovered from the shock brought to them by the musket.

After a long time, Yamana Tokihi came back to his senses slightly. His eyes met with the family's old think tank, Yamana Shigemura. There were only four words in the latter's eyes, no matter what.

Suddenly, Tokihiro Yamana, as the lord of the daimyo domain, bowed solemnly to He Guangyi, "Your Excellency, please help me, the Yamana family! Your great kindness and virtue will be unforgettable by the Yamana family!"

He Guangyi smiled in his heart, the fish took the bait!
Chapter completed!