Royal Palace, in the King's Bedroom.

Behind a screen, several people gathered around the king to put their clothes on, changed their nap clothes and put them on, and changed them to the suits they used to receive.

"You can't always deal with me with some housework, it's time to give you some things to take responsibility."

The king's voice floated out from behind the screen.

Yu Lian stood outside the screen and replied clearly: "Your Majesty, please give me instructions."

The king let out a muffled gasp, which was caused by the belt tying around his waist.

"I'm going to hand over the work of destroying old weapons to merchants. Who do you think is more appropriate?"

Yu Lian remained silent, and there were many problems involved. Leaving this work to the merchants is equivalent to handing over to the free people, directly skipping the army and commanding the army.

This is a unique case.

This is not easy to answer, Yu Lian can only give some suggestions: "Your Majesty, is this too radical?"

"There is too much resistance? Do you think I should do it step by step?"

"Not." Yu Lian replied, "It's just unprecedented. If you want free people to take over, you must be justified. At least you need a good reason."

The king was thinking, and the clothes were changing in an orderly manner behind the screen.

After a while, there was a sound of wooden sticks hitting the ground.

The young king walked out of the screen with his cane, he raised his cane and smiled, "How is this cane?"

Yu Lian looked carefully and couldn't tell anything. He just waxed wooden stick with a blue stone inlaid on it, and in addition, it was covered with golden patterns.

"Very elegant, your majesty."

"Haha, Yu Lian, Yu Lian."

The king smiled and walked out of the dormitory with the cane.

Yu Lian couldn't understand why the king laughed. In short, this king was unpredictable, and he followed behind him.

The two of them walked through multiple doors and came to a large house like a living room. On the way, the king was very happy and in a very happy mood.

There were four people waiting in the living room, and these four expressions were very strange.

There are Duke Wei and Duke Luo Mi. These two are fine, they are both powerful figures.

The other is the second-class Marquis of Bemon, who has a slightly shorter status, but his family is well-off and it is OK here.

The last one was Rohan, who looked different from others at first glance, and stood on the side of the room with his waist straight.

The king leaned on a cane, threw the cane into his hand after entering the door.

"His Majesty."

The four people saluted together.

Coincidentally, today Xiao Wei also put a crutch on him and he wore a neat white top.

The king wore a white lace coat.

It can barely be called the same shirt.

"Zhi Wei Taigong, your cane is good." The king walked forward with a smile and looked at the cane.

The crutches are not fancy and black on the surface.

Xu Wei was a little embarrassed and hurriedly told: "Go back to Your Majesty, this is a crutch."

The king was overjoyed again, and said as if he was joking: "What he said is that when people get old, they are inconvenient to move. It's better than day by day. How can I do not use a crutch? Let's go back and let Yu Lian give the old man a good root."

As soon as he said that, everyone in the room had a strange expression on their faces. Yu Lian frowned, Romi was a little surprised, and Baymond also heard that this was not right.

Instead, Rohan stood on the side and listened without fear.

Mr. Wang was sweating a little on his head, and he quickly took over the conversation: "Your Majesty, although you see I am using crutches, my health is very strong. It will be fine to fight for our country for ten or eight years."

"Just kidding." The king joked, "The old man should pay more attention to his health."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Okay, OK, Grandpa Romi, how are you doing there?" asked the king, and no longer chatting with Wei.

Mr. Romita reported immediately: "Report to Your Majesty, you are ready, just wait for Your Majesty to come in person."

The king nodded and walked out of the living room with his cane. Yu Lian, Romi and Bemon followed closely behind. Rohan walked out of the team, and the old lady of the squad followed the last like sleepwalking.

For the old lady, today was another difficult day.

The group of people boarded the carriage, and the king's ceremonial guard left the palace and came to the desolate suburbs.

There had been a long time since the place was laid out, with guns on several tables, passing through the empty wasteland, at the end there was a row of mounds with targets standing in front of the mounds.

"Collection collection!"

The officers blew the whistle to death, and the soldiers acted quickly and lined up from one point after another.

The convoy stopped, the king and his group got out, feeling the desolation of the earth.

The officer trotted over to greet him, then nodded and bowed behind the team. Since he was closest to Mr. Wang, he was even more respectful to the old man.

Mr. Wei was very dazed and kept nodding and said, "Oh, okay, okay."

Every time he said something, the officer nodded and said nodded.

The team came to the shooting range, and the officer no longer umbrellas. He strides back to the soldiers and shouts loudly: "Assembly, please give the order!"

The king waved his hand and immediately issued an order: "Start the ."

"yes!"

After receiving the order, the officer turned around and directed the soldiers to divide into two teams, one with old-style rifles and the other with new weapons.

"The first team is ready!"

A team of soldiers loaded and raised their guns.

"aim!"

The soldier did not move at all.

"shooting!"

With a neat muffled sound, a row of guns ejected a lot of smoke from the muzzle, and the warhead rushed forward.

The king asked Romitagong beside him: "How far is it from the target?"

"It's about three hundred meters, just within the range."

"Well, three hundred meters." The king nodded, "How long is the range of the new gun?"

"There is an effective range of 600 meters and an ultimate range of more than one thousand meters."

After a round of shooting, a flag was extended in front of the target. Yu Lian looked around and found that there was a trench in front of the target.

The flag was waving, and two soldiers came out of the trench to the target.

After the target was completed, the two soldiers informed the rear and then drilled down again.

The officer ordered again: "The second team is ready."

Another team of soldiers raised their guns, filled with brass bullets behind the gun, and pulled the bolts with their hands, and made neat movements.

"Aim! Shoot!"

This shooting is significantly different from the last time. The smoke spit out from each gun is basically the same as the amount of smoke that a person smokes, and it has a low sound and a fast loading speed.

The flag rises as usual and continues to the target.

The final result is that the new weapon has a high target rate.

The king was quite satisfied with the result, so he walked towards the weapon stand, with his cane on his side, and picked up a gun to study it.

Seeing this, the officer ran over and nodded and explained how many components were made up, which materials were used, etc.

"I want to it myself by moving the target back three hundred meters."

The king said.

The officer nodded repeatedly and ordered the soldiers to move the target.

Then, the officer gave another explanation.

"Your Majesty, load bullets here. Your Majesty, load them like this. Your Majesty, look here to aim. Your Majesty..."

This was endless, and the king was annoyed. After understanding the general steps, the soldier who was moving the target ran away and shot him.

When the gunshots were heard, everyone was startled and thought they had gone off the fire.

When they realized it, a group of people applauded.

Yu Lian clapped and thought, did he hit it?
Chapter completed!