There is no doubt that the soldier who was tiptoing to load gunpowder was holding a bird gun, or a bore gun. Seeing that he was so anxious that his forehead was sweating with his braided hair because he couldn't load gunpowder, Liu Ji sighed secretly..com Despite this, Liu Ji still felt much more interested than watching the ladder performance just now. In Liu Ji's opinion, it was really boring to move the ladder to climb the watchtower in the camp.

Yang Yuchun is an old qualification in the army. Liu Ji pointed out the soldiers and soldiers in the camp at the foot of the mountain and asked him: "What do General Yang thinks the brothers of Jianrui Camp?"

Yang Yuchun said with a haha: "The warriors in Jianrui Camp are very lively. They just climbed the ladder and attacked the city like a tiger going down the mountain, which really made me amazed."

Yang Yuchun's words made Jing Zheng, the presidential minister of the Jianrui Camp, laugh happily.

Liu Ji smiled faintly, pointed to the soldiers who looked loose and said to Yang Yuchun, "Why do I feel like these people are people who have never touched a bird gun? There are many people who have just climbed the ladder and fell and fought." Speaking of this, Liu Ji turned to look at Jing Zheng and asked, "How did you act like a president? Have you never practiced it?"

Jingzheng quickly replied: "Your Majesty, slaves often have to urge their subordinates to do so, and the brothers in Jianrui Camp should practice every day."

Liu Ji understood that this was simply a word to coax the blind man. A discerning person could tell at a glance that the braided soldiers below were loose and unrestrained. How could it be a group of trained troops? He even wondered if these people were pieced together temporarily. You should know that the army had a job in the past dynasties.

However, Liu Ji did not say it, and he slowly walked from the high point to the trained queue below. The princes and ministers on the stage were all a little surprised by Liu Ji's actions, not knowing what Liu Ji wanted to do.

The commanders of the battalions surrounded the audience cheered enthusiastically at Liu Jieye, who came to him.

Liu Ji patted his shoulders intimately along the way with these commanders, and he walked straight to a soldier.

The at a loss-willed soldier watched the bird gun in his hand being taken over by Liu Ji.

Liu Ji looked carefully and found that the old shotgun seemed to have been loaded with bullets and medicine. Liu Ji weighed the weight of the shotgun, then picked up the shot and tried to aim at the target eighty meters in front. The target had been tossing for so long during the drill, but it was still clean now, and there was no gun hole on the target.

Liu Ji looked out along the gun rod, and there was only a protrusion at the top of the gun rod, and there was nothing else in the sight scale. Such a gun could only rely on experience. He said to the soldier who was stunned by the side: "Light the lead."

The soldier wearing a hat-like helmet suddenly woke up, and blew the fire lead in his hand and ignited the lead of the bird gun.

While the lead was burning, Liu Ji aimed at the target with the principle of three points and one line. While the lead was burning, he looked at the fluttering of the surrounding flags. The wind was very weak now, but he still adjusted the position of the bird gun, and then took into account the parabolic principle of the projectile, Liu Ji raised the gun a little.

With a loud "bang", Liu Ji, who tightly used his shoulder hole to kill the gun, endured a strong recoil and leaned back slightly. He felt regretfully lifting the gun up.

Liu Ji put down his bird gun in a disappointment and looked towards the target.

In fact, Liu Ji hit the target, and a cheering soldier ran over and took the target off. He shouted loudly: "I've hit it, long live the shot."

When Liu Ji heard the braided soldier screaming, he couldn't believe his ears, as it seemed that he was hit by a mistake.

Liu Ji laughed with a bird gun. Suddenly, there were continuous praises around Liu Ji, boasting Liu Ji to become a martial saint. These richly verb-like praises made Liu Ji quite useful, but he felt a little uneasy. These incredibly exaggerated verses were just flatterers who wanted to gain some benefits from their status as emperor, so why should he take it seriously?

Liu Ji's thoughts gradually calmed down. His smile began to be buried, his eyes became clearer, and his eyes looked at the crowd around him with a little calmer look.

Liu Ji turned around and left the lively shooting range, took a few steps, and turned around and announced loudly: "Today I will add some food to the heroes of Jianrui Camp, and I will have dinner here too."

While waiting for dinner, Liu Ji came to the gate of the camp. In September, Xiangshan was just when the maple leaves were red. Looking at the forests all over the mountains, the dazzling red mountain scenery made Liu Ji's mind suddenly become clearer. Such a painting-like country is about to enter a world of storms. An era of great change is coming.

Liu Ji took off his somewhat frustrated helmet and handed it to Yang Luchan behind him. He said to Yang Yuchun beside him: "There are few firearms in the army and very little training. If this situation does not change, you will have to be beaten in the future."

Everyone was a little confused about how Liu Ji said such a discouraging thing. The Mongolian commander Bayanbatu was dissatisfied and said loudly: "The emperor's slave believes that the cavalry is still powerful. Although these infantry eggs are holding bird guns, their firearms are afraid of rain and they are loading very slowly. The cavalry can take them down in one fell swoop."

Liu Ji looked back at the stunning Bayanbatu. The governor of the cavalry camp seemed to be superstitious about cavalry charges, and looked at the eyes of other generals, including Yang Yuchun, who all took what Bayanbatu said for granted.

Liu Ji smiled indifferently and said, "Really? You and I will lead 5,000 troops each. We will train for a year to fight Zhang Geer to see if your cavalry is powerful or your firearm is powerful."

Bayanbatu hurriedly lowered his head and bowed his hand and said, "I dare not, Long Live the Lord will be very powerful."

Although Bayanbatu tried his best to hide his dissatisfaction, Liu Ji still heard it.

The officers around them all thought that Liu Ji was bragging, and Liu Ji said confidently: "You don't have any jokes, this matter is settled. I and the general each train a military force, and then go back to Xinjiang to pacify Zhang Geer."

Hearing Liu Ji's tone of affirmation, everyone thought of the red-branded cannons secretly in their hearts. The foreign guns of the red-haired Japanese were indeed powerful. Could it be that the emperor wanted to buy weapons from them to equip the army?

With these doubts, the generals followed Liu Jie around the neighborhood and it was already time to have dinner when they returned.

Liu Ji actually walked among the soldiers in Jianrui Camp to have dinner with them, which surprised the soldiers and generals of Jianrui Camp again. However, Yang Yuchun felt kind to Liu Ji's approach. This general who was familiar with ancient Chinese military arts knew very well that Liu Ji was getting closer to the soldiers.
Chapter completed!