In the royal study room, Lao Zhu stood next to the table. On the table were two revolvers and the gown taken off Han Du. There were many small bags sewn on the gown, which contained the revolver's cylinder and bullets.
Lao Zhu was holding a bullet and looking at it. It was only about an inch long and about the thickness of a fingertip. The color was pretty and the yellow color was a bit bright. If someone hadn't told him, Lao Zhu would never have thought that such a small thing could be...
A big killer.
Mao Xiang walked towards the royal study room. His face was full of high spirits now. Compared with the previous few days, he was almost indifferent. There was no gain at all from following Han Du some time ago, and he was tortured enough. Fortunately, at the last moment, he
Having guessed Han Du's intention, he finally made a contribution in this matter.
The pride on Mao Xiang's face disappeared completely the moment he stepped into the imperial study. Until he understood the emperor's intentions, he would not express any happiness or displeasure about this matter.
Because he was afraid that when he was happy, the emperor would be unhappy; when he was unhappy, the emperor would be happy. As a confidant of the emperor, he naturally wanted to be happy when the emperor was happy, and unhappy when the emperor was unhappy.
This is the most basic basic skill!
"The humble minister pays homage to the emperor." Mao Xiang's face was expressionless, showing no trace of happiness or anger.
Lao Zhu glanced at him, paused and then said, "You're back? How was your investigation?"
"Back to the emperor, we have found out. There were ten servants brought by Ouyang Lun this time. All of them died, and no one survived. Six of them were killed on the spot. Although the remaining four did not die immediately, they were wailing in pain on the street.
They all died in less than a cup of tea. According to the people who were watching, it only happened in a split second. After they heard a loud sound of firecrackers, they found that all the servants were lying on the ground, and Han Du had already
Walk away."
After Mao Xiang finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at the two fire guns on the table. Mao Xiang had not only seen fire guns, but also used them himself, but he had never heard of such fierce fire guns.
Yes, they are fierce. Although these two firecrackers look strangely beautiful, in Mao Xiang's opinion they are particularly fierce.
Lao Zhu put down the bullet in his hand and picked up the firecracker.
When Mao Xiang saw it, he felt a chill in his heart and quickly lowered his head to avoid looking at the firecracker. If he didn't know what it was, Mao Xiang would definitely not be frightened, but now that he knew its power, he couldn't help but become nervous.
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"Mao Xiang."
"I'm here." Mao Xiang quickly raised his head and replied seriously.
"You are also a master. Can you kill ten people in an instant?" Lao Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Mao Xiang and asked.
Mao Xiang hesitated for a moment before replying: "If I have a sword in my hand, I can do it with all my strength."
Lao Zhu nodded, pondered for a while, and then said faintly: "But Han Du is just a weak scholar. He can't even beat one of them with his bare hands, let alone ten people."
Mao Xiang was silent for a moment, glanced at the firecrackers, and replied: "Your Majesty, the power of these two firecrackers is too amazing."
"You're right, he has no ability to kill ten people. He was able to kill ten people entirely by relying on the power of these two fire guns." After finishing speaking, Lao Zhu took the revolver in his hand, not only caressing it, but couldn't put it down.
Men, especially men who have been on the battlefield and experienced mountains of corpses and seas of blood, have no resistance to weapons. The more powerful the weapons, the more they like them.
The power of these two fire guns completely surpassed all the fire guns that Lao Zhu had seen before. How could people not put them down?
After a while, Lao Zhu gave the order: "Go and bring Han Du to me."
"According to the decree."
...
Han Du entered the prison of the Ministry of Punishment and did not even stay for a day before he was snatched and slipped out.
"I pay my respects to the emperor, long live my emperor." Han Du saluted Lao Zhu expressionlessly.
Lao Zhu reached out and gestured towards the firecracker on the table, and asked, "Did you make all of these?"
Han Du remained silent and did not speak.
Lao Zhu hummed and sneered: "An Qing is still kneeling outside Kunning Palace, wanting to ask the Queen to let me spare you."
When Han Du heard this, he sighed and said, "Ask whatever you want, Your Majesty. I will tell you everything you know."
"Did you do all this?"
"Yes." Han Du admitted directly.
"How did you manage to fire this firecracker continuously?"
Lao Zhu already knew everything about what happened when Han Du was robbing people through Mao Xiang. What worried Lao Zhu the most was the fact that the two firecrackers in front of him could set off firecrackers continuously without interruption. Lao Zhu saw that
There has never been a firecracker that can fire continuously.
Is the fire gun very powerful? Of course it is very powerful.
Is the fire gun easy to use? Of course it is.
But why did the Ming Dynasty only equip a part of the fire blunderbuss and still retain a large number of strong bows and crossbows? The reason is that the shortcomings of the fire blunderbuss are too obvious. After firing once, it takes a lot of time to reload the gunpowder. Once the fire is loaded,
It takes a long time for the gun to shoot all ten arrows. In this time, the enemy's bow and arrow will have already hit your head.
Han Du glanced at Lao Zhu and said, "Can the emperor's minister hold a revolver?"
"Revolver? You call this Fire Gun Revolver? The name is quite strange." Lao Zhu smiled and nodded. He stretched out his hand and gestured to Han Du, "But, you can take it and sit down."
Han Du sat down on the stool without any hesitation, reached out and picked up a revolver and showed it to Lao Zhu.
"Your Majesty, please see, there is a small mechanism here, turn it like this."
With a clatter, Han Du opened the revolver.
"This way you can open it."
He took out the bullet chamber and handed it to Lao Zhu. He explained: "This is why the revolver can fire continuously. There are six bullets in one bullet chamber."
Han Du poured out the bullet casings from the bullet chamber. All six bullets in this revolver had been shot by Han Du, leaving only the bullet casings.
"This is the remaining cartridge case after the bullet is fired. If you still want to continue, you only need to load the bullet into the cartridge chamber again."
"Whatever has this is a bullet?" Lao Zhu took out a bullet with a warhead and compared it with the remaining bullet casing.
Han Du nodded.
Lao Zhu took the bullet nest over and put the bullets in. After taking a look at it, he praised: "It's really ingenious. It's much more convenient and simpler than loading gunpowder with a gun. It can be reloaded in a moment."
Six bullets can be fired six times in a row. Compared with the trouble of reloading the gunpowder, it is like heaven and earth."