Wang Yingxiong was also from an ordinary family back then and was a son who was born after he was thirty years old. He was quite doting on his only son Wang Yangxi.

Seeing his doubts, Wang Yingxiong was not angry, but said helplessly: "What can you do for your father in that situation? That is, if your father is willing to take Zeng Ying's gun. If Zunyi is captured, what will you do with the rest of your family?"

Hearing this, Wang Yangxi was speechless.

He suddenly felt that the State Regent's comment on his father was quite pertinent.

His father's literary accomplishments are enough to make him proud, but his military and political abilities are really not very good.

Even though he had no experience, it took Wang Yingxiong more than a month to gather tens of thousands of mobs in Zunyi Prefecture after taking office as the governor of the four provinces, and then he was defeated by the remaining troops of the thief. It was known that Wang Yingxiong did lack military and political capabilities.

At this time, Wang Yingxiong said again: "Since my father is called to be a Hanlin bachelor's degree in Chengdu, there will definitely be no safety issues after going there. In this way, our family will be able to live in peace for a while.

As for what we will do in the future, let’s not worry about it. What’s more, if you have the chance, I will communicate with the governor and take her out of Chengdu and go to Nanjing to make meritorious contributions.”

Wang Yangxi was shocked when she heard this and said in surprise: "Dad, are you talking about going to Chengdu to hijack that princess?!"

"What a fool!" Seeing that his son didn't understand his thoughts, Wang Yingxiong finally got angry, "How could a princess be a surrogate? It must be that there are people in Chengdu who hold her hostage as a puppet.

As for my father, just see the princess, confirm the matter, find another opportunity to rescue the princess, and then go to Nanjing together.

His Majesty will not only be exempted from his father’s sin, but may also be rewarded for his merits.”

Wang Yangxi finally understood what Wang Yingxiong was thinking, and his eyes lit up and praised: "Gao, Dad is really smart!"

Wang Yingxiong showed a humble smile, and he was filled with joy.

He likes to hear his son's praise the most.

···

The next day.

Zeng Ying invited Wang Yingxiong and other civil servants in Zunyi City, as well as generals such as Wang Xiang, Luo Yuxin, Hou Tianci, etc. to go to the school to watch the imperial guards and border guards' military exercises.

The Imperial Guards led by Liu Wenxiu came out with a general soldier, which is Liu Wenxiu's personal soldiers, Qianzong.

These thousand people were wearing chain mail, cloth cotton armor, wooden steel-faced round shield, goose feather knife, and bows and arrows.

First, he practiced the array charge, and then he practiced the bow and arrow volley.

Fortunately, there was no drill to ride a horse and kill, otherwise Wang Xiang and other generals would have thought that these were the elite among the rumored elites of the Middle East, and white-armored soldiers.

Even so, both the experts such as Wang Xiang, Hou Tianci, and civil servants such as Wang Yingxiong were dazzled and even couldn't help but admire them.

"This is the real elite soldier."

"This thousand brave soldiers may be worth tens of thousands of soldiers and horses!"

"I heard that these thousand elite soldiers came from the second town of Liu Wenxiu's Imperial Guards, and Chengdu has trained the Imperial Guards in the Three Towns!"

"Chengdu was lucky enough to conquer most of the troops and horses of the thieves, otherwise how could they train such elite troops?" Someone became so sad.

"Lucky? Are you lucky if you have the ability?"

“···”

Soon, these low-pitched discussions and even disputes disappeared, because the personal soldiers of the Imperial Guards' Second Town left the school ground, and the other soldiers went to the school ground.

Everyone's attention was immediately diverted.

Because all these thousand people were holding the long flintlock musket.

At this time, Zeng Ying, who was sitting in the middle of the station with Wang Yingxiong, smiled and said loudly: "Everyone, all these thousand people used were light-type flintlock rifles made by the Chengdu Military Weapons Bureau, which are our military's weapons."

Hearing this, Wang Xiang, who was sitting on the far left, couldn't help but sneer, "The musket is also a sharp weapon? Not to mention that the flintlock rifle is at most a strike against the cavalry for a maximum of one strike against the infantry for a time. Even if it is at the infantry for a strike, it will only be a one or two more.

Besides, they didn’t match their waist knives. Once they were approached by the enemy, the musket in their hands would become a fire stick and they could only be slaughtered.”

The two guerrillas next to him immediately responded sensiblely—

"What General Wang said is."

"It's really stupid to be so elite soldier who only gets one musket."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the thousand musketeers below began to practice.

I saw that there were 250 people in each row, and the soldiers were only half a step away from each other, forming a very long dense array.

As the first row of whistle commanders waved the small flag, the 250 people immediately walked forward in rows with long spears, reaching sixty or seventy steps away from a row of scarecrows covered with layers of shabby cloth armor.

At this time, the whistleman used a gadget hanging around his neck to blew a harsh whistle.

250 people pulled the trigger together immediately.

Bang!

The crisp gunshots shook the school grounds.

As white smoke curled, most of the armored scarecrows seventy steps away were smashed!

Before Wang Yingxiong, Wang Xiang and others could be amazed when they saw this, they saw the second row of musketeers passing through the first row and pulled the trigger together as the second whistle leader blew a harsh whistle.

Bang!

The musket fire seemed to hit the hearts of everyone present.

After only a crisp sound, almost none of the two or three hundred scarecrows at the front sixty or seventy steps were intact.

Subsequently, the four-whistle musketeers staged the classic tactic of the Ming musketeers more than a hundred years ago - the third-section strike.

However, the three sections of the Musketeers in the past were likely to be only three sections.

First, it is because the process of taking medicine and passing it is too slow, and second, it is because the distance between passing it is too short.

The third and most important point is that due to the influence of fuse, it is impossible to form a truly dense queue, so it is impossible to kill and kill enemies more efficiently. Often, after three rounds, some enemies can still rush to the musket formation and massacre.

This flintlock rifle is different, the array is arranged closer, and the lethality of a scattered shot is also greater.

When several rows of flintlock gunmen fired in turn with three strikes, no enemy could rush up in a short period of time, so that more rounds of shooting can be carried out continuously.

What's more, many generals soon saw something more important-

"No way? Their flintlock rifle can actually hit sixty or seventy steps away?"

"It's really incredible. It's good if the muskets we usually use thirty or forty steps to still have armor-breaking power. Sixty or seventy steps to the armor-breaking soldiers can't cause much damage at all."

"Did you notice that they loaded medicine and sent it very quickly, and the speed was more than twice that of ordinary musketeers!"

"Such a flintlock rifle can indeed be called a military weapon!"

Hearing these words of praise for the Flintlock, Wang Xiang felt a little uncomfortable on his face - after all, he had just laughed at the Flintlock before.

So he emphasized: "No matter how powerful the flintlock rifle is, it will always be close to you, and will eventually be massacred by cavalry and infantry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Mr. Qian, who was leading the musket on the school ground shouting: "Get the bayonet!"

At this time, the thousand scarecrows arranged on the school ground had been smashed by musketeers, and they were still standing two or three hundred.

After Mr. Qian shouted, everyone saw the musketeers skillfully taking out a triangular gun and putting it on the slot under the barrel of the musketeer.

Then, under the command of their respective whistle commanders, they launched a close-knit assassination on the remaining armored scarecrows.

Although the scarecrow is just a target, the armor on his body is real.

But whether it is a layer of armor or a double layer of armor, or a few three-layer wooden men dressed as enemy generals, holes are all pierced under the musket bayonet that emits a faint light!

This made it easy for all generals and even civil officials like Wang Yingxiong to think about what would happen if such a bayonet stabbed him.

For a moment, many people were both frightened and excited.

I was frightened because this flintlock rifle has both long-range attack and close combat capabilities. It is very powerful, but it is in the hands of the Chengdu Jianguo.

The excitement is because they are not now enemies of the state-regulator in Chengdu, but are about to become their subordinates.

But Wang Xiang, who said not long ago, had no combat power when he was approached, was embarrassed.

Seeing the strange gazes from other generals on both sides, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

If you say you slap in the face, why does it come so quickly?

Can't I let Mr. Wang be mentally prepared?

···

After the martial arts performance.

Zeng Ying smiled at Wang Yingxiong beside him and asked, "What do Wang Hanlin think of our army's infantry armor and musketeers?"

Wang Yingxiong came back from the shock of the musket soldiers' martial arts exercise. Hearing this, he couldn't help swallowing his dry throat and said, "It's really the elite in the world, I'm afraid that the Eastern Barbarian Armored Soldiers cannot fight."

Zeng Ying smiled and said, "What about the armored soldiers of the East? Zeng has never seen them before, so he dare not boast about them."

But Zeng knew the power of our government troops before the Ming Dynasty and the thief army that traited across several provinces.

If there were 200,000 such powerful soldiers under the command of the Supervisor, would Wang Hanlin think that the fake emperor of Nanjing and the thieves, and the offer of the thieves would still be a threat?"

"I'm afraid I can't." Wang Yingxiong shook his head honestly.

He did feel that today, except for the elite Donglu, there are probably no army that can resist the enemy with the two powerful soldiers I had just seen.

Of course, the premise is that the 200,000 powerful soldiers mentioned by Zeng Ying really exist.

When Zeng Ying saw that Wang Yingxiong was shocked by the power of the military, he nodded secretly - he wanted to use the military exercise to make Wang Yingxiong extinguish other small thoughts and submit to the governor.
To be continued...