After handling government affairs and arranging the development progress of his new territory, Corsica, Zhao Fubo left the mansion where he lived. This place originally belonged to the family that would make a fortune by relying on Milan's armor, but now they are at the end of their journey. Because of their craftsmanship, they went to Corsica for more beneficial physical and mental exercises.

It can be said that the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II has sold them to Zhao Fubo. The only problem is how much they are.

If it is not included in the changes under Emperor Conrad IV on Crete, then in Europe alone, the muskets ordered by Emperor Frederick II have arrived. Due to the recommendation of Louis IX and his son Conrad IV, he purchased 2,000 pieces. For the time being, the price is still a problem.

With a long pipe on his hand, Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II has nothing to choose for this refreshing smoke. If you pair it with a glass of red wine that tastes good, then avoiding it here is a good choice.

The sun outside was pouring its violent sunlight down the sky, and the people in the armor were all red with hot faces, but they had to do something even hotter.

"Recharge..."

It was a 500-man battalion, wearing black plate armor. In the sun, it was like looking for sunshine on its own. But as soldiers loyal to their kings, they had to accept this latest training.

Bite open the paper ammunition bag, pour the ammunition into it, and then enter the projectile. Then quickly pull out the strip and poke the lead projectile hard to deform it, and tightly stick it with the barrel while pressing the gunpowder. At the same time, install flint and make all preparations.

"aim……!"

The officer elongated his voice and shouted a command as hot as the sun. The soldiers put their rifles on their shoulders, and a frame-shaped ruler was erected on them. The soldiers aimed at the target in the distance based on the vernier on the ruler.

Under the hot sun, the heat was boiling towards the sky, like boiled water. The soldiers cursed in their hearts, the people who sold them the black armor, and the people who wanted to come out for training at noon. The black helmet hat could block the sun, but the heads under the steel didn't feel any coolness. Even the helmet that was hot was more like a steamer.

If possible, the soldiers blinked their eyes desperately and threw away the sweat dripping from their eyelashes, they would definitely scold them.

"Damn, who has come up with the damn idea of ​​practicing in summer, 39th, winter, and dog days!"

In fact, this guy is not far from them. Although they are also wearing black armor, their plate armor itself is multi-layered composite, and the heat conduction is not as obvious as steel armor. Moreover, they are trained more strictly than European soldiers.

What Europeans envy is that they use rifles. That allows them to ride on horseback. I think even if there is some hot wind, it will be a pleasure in such weather and training!

"put!"

The officer's voice made the soldiers hold the rifle that had already made their arms feel sour, and finally could be set off. The particle gunpowder burned quite fast, and a large ball of white smoke was sprayed out of the muzzle, and the copper barrel became hot. However, this did not affect the soldiers loading a bullet, so they had to continue shooting training in the officer's already hoarse throat.

Picking up the telescope on the table, Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II observed the shooting skills of his musket camp soldiers. He felt quite satisfied. At least many new bullet marks were left on the targets in the distance.

"Well, such dense long-range firepower is always good to deal with cavalry and archers."

Thinking of this, his eyes looked at his archers again. They were much happier than the musketeers. At least they didn't have to wear thick iron armor, they just had to wear chain mail and cowhide light armor, which was relatively easier.

However, looking at their appearance, Shiyouzhao also shouted "Mammy" in his heart. In front of them, there were a target that was much further away from ordinary archers when they were trained. If you look at it with a telescope, it turned out that the effect was also good.

"Well, it's worth paying for Corsica for these preparations. But can I get more muskets? After all, if there are too few, I won't be able to achieve combat effectiveness..."

The Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II, who had been fighting almost all his life, was deeply satisfied with muskets, pulley bows, and other newer equipment. At least he could feel that if the cavalry charged against infantrymen with reincarnation cannons, grenade launchers and rifles, it would be a death-seeking act.

Although the situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, the density and intensity of firepower are self-evident and fundamentally different. As a veteran on the battlefield, he is very optimistic about these new equipment.

Therefore, Frederick II went to see his son-in-law, the guy who married his illegitimate daughter and kidnapped his son, hoping that he could give himself more weapons and equipment.

"Fu Bo!"

When the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II called Zhao Fubo, he used a tone to his younger generation. Compared with that, His Majesty Louis IX was worse. Because his daughter Qili didn't know where he was at this time, unlike Frederick II who had agreed to Zhao Fubo and his marriage.

"Yes, your majesty!"

Zhao Fubo had already discussed with Wang Wentong and Cristiano about arms sales. The two old men are in Corsica at this moment, which will become Zhao Fubo's arms production and supply base when he was in Europe. Unlike China Island, the foreign trade-type military products are produced here, and Zhao Fubo and his friends still have to be transported all the way from China Island.

"2,000 muskets and 20 reincarnation cannons only equip me with 4 musket battalions, but you know I have a lot of trouble. There are people from the City Alliance here, and the Duke of Thuringia Henry Raspi. These bastards are very troublesome. If I can, I can split my troops and form 10 attack forces with powerful power, then..."

Zhao Fubo smiled. It should be said that he saw the money in the pocket of the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick II, waving to him. Not to mention anything else, even the inequality weapons and equipment used by the European army now are worth recycling as iron materials.
Chapter completed!