Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 52 Controlling Thunder and Lightning
"Oh!"

There was a muffled sound and a sharp wail.

It's the same as Wang Cheng'en tried it out in his own 'manor'.

Now in this black flag castle, Zhu Youjian also asked a Jin Yiwei to stand up and use a double-barreled shotgun in front of the tribal leaders who could be invited in a short time.

Of course, the unlucky one is still a pig.

The pig whose body was half a blood gourd could still struggle desperately, but Jin Yiwei immediately fired another shot, and the minced meat immediately splattered, and soon there was no sound.

The chill that made all the tribal leaders see only hit the back of the neck.

The first shot was already shocking enough.

If the dense blood holes and rotten flesh appear on a person, the leaders don't know how this person should live.

The second shot directly smashed half of the pig's head, and the broken bones and stubble burst out.

But when the leaders thought about it, it was a good thing for the pigs.

Freed.

With the pig on the ground still spurting blood as an example, the tribal leaders did not dare to covet Jin Yiwei's clothes.

And Zhu Youjian also made the Jin Yiwei who fired the gun retreat at the right time, stood next to the pig that was still slightly convulsed, and said to the leaders beside him: "Such firecrackers, such 'thunder and lightning', How is it compared to Jianzhou people?"

"Much better"

"Jianzhou people can't do it."

Chu Ergan and Jia Lama said dryly, and then the other chiefs also nodded.

They had seen the firecrackers of the Jianzhou people before when they were plundering, and they were amazingly powerful, but they were not very accurate, and even if they hit someone, they would at most make a bloody hole.

what about this?
A bunch of blood holes were directly smashed!

It's not that Jianzhou people are not good at firearms.

But the things in the hands of these Han people are too powerful.

After being shocked and terrified, the tribal leaders were overjoyed, and Jia Lama stood up and pointed at the double-barreled shotgun in Jin Yiwei's hand and said, "The Han people are here at this time, is it because of what you said before Wuerte! Gathering helped the Han slaves , so the Han people want to give us such thunderbolts!? Let us fight the Jianzhou people?"

Zhu Youjian nodded with a smile, causing all the leaders to whisper to each other immediately, and the discussion was full of surprise and joy.

Before, I was worried about Jiannu's revenge, but now I have such a powerful firecracker.

With just a few words, Jiannu became like a chicken and a dog in their hearts.

So Jie Lama quickly pointed to Jin Yiwei and asked all the tribal leaders what they wanted to know urgently.

"Then how much will they give us for such a thunderbolt?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youjian pretended to sigh, which immediately made Jia Lama and others nervous.

"They said that such firecrackers are very precious, and they gave them to us for the sake of fighting the Jianzhou people, so they didn't give us many, and now they are all handed over to me.

Although I really want you brothers to master this powerful thunderbolt, this rare artifact still needs to be used to prevent the Jianzhou people from gathering an army to retaliate.

So I plan to wait for a month first. If no one from Jianzhou comes within a month, then I will divide half of these thunderbolts and give them to Jiala Ezhen, who led a raid under our Zhenghei flag. "

This statement is also reasonable.

Even if there is a slight speech among the leaders, it is not easy to ask for it directly.

After all, this kind of terrifying weapon, the leader present thought it over, and found that no matter who got it other than Wuerte, it would make people feel uneasy.

It is just right to hand it over to Wuerte, who has always been very trustworthy, fair and just.

He said before that as long as the Han people don’t want loot, the mountain of wealth after the looting team came back really didn’t shake him a bit, which shows that his words and deeds are consistent.

"can."

"It's important to watch out for Jianzhou people, and we believe in you."

Of course, there are also leaders who want to ask comprehensive questions.

"Then how many artifacts are there in total? To distribute to the raiding team, how to divide the raiding team? Is it only for Jialaerzhen or for the tribe that has sent the most fighters?"

Regarding this, Zhu Youjian also replied patiently: "There are ten hands in total. After they are distributed, one will be given to the leader with a forehead, and the other four hands will be given to the leader who sent the most fighters. If there are the same number, then we will take advantage of it."

One kind of leader nodded to show that it was reasonable, but Jia Lama stood up at this moment, with uncontrollable excitement and clumsy flattery on his face.

"That. Wuerte, you can say whatever you want, and I don't want this artifact, but I want to give it a try. Is it okay to hit this pig too?"

It's not surprising that Zhu Youjian heard this.

A man, a savage man, although Jia Lama has a rough face and a big scar on his face, he is actually only in his early twenties.

It's hard to think about not taking it as your own.

Who wouldn't want to take a shot after watching this thing?

In this regard, Zhu Youjian endured a little heartache to meet his request, but he also repeatedly stated that it was limited to one shot.

Then, as expected, the other leaders also became restless.

Having expected this earlier, he waved his hand to indicate that it was all right, but it was all one shot.

A group of [-] rounds, and this time I went to the small half group.

Subsequently, the gunshot inside Black Flag Fort attracted a large number of onlookers, and after the poor pig was shot again, the leaders who came to their senses finally realized the fact that it was about to be inedible, and hurriedly put its carcass to the ground. Handed over to the somewhat bewildered cook.

Then Xin dragged a pig over.

But this time, in order to leave a place for the people behind to observe the power, the first few people thoughtfully chose non-lethal parts.

After one round, if two-thirds of the previous pigs are still edible, then only one-half of this pig remains.

When they were carried away by the distressed cooks, the rotting meat and internal organs of the pig fell down with steel balls.

"call!"

After firing the gun, Jia Lama looked at the pig that lost meat, and heaved a sigh of relief, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Looking at the double-barreled shotgun that was returned, I was quite reluctant to part.

Zhu Youjian didn't dare to let them watch it again. If there was another round, a set of ammunition would be gone.

This is one shot and one shot less. The Black Flag Fort is far away from Nanjing. This is ammunition, it is gold!It's fate!It is a sharp weapon that can change the situation of the battle and promote the overall situation!

The gun is put away though.

But after firing a shot, the leaders couldn't stop talking about the shot.

Some regretted that they played too fast and didn't feel the thrill of driving thunder and lightning.

Some carefully pondered the effect of this shot if it hit the armor snatched from Jiannu.

The subordinates also gathered around and asked for details, which made the leaders even more elated.

They didn't know that they were not the most excited people in Black Flag Fort at this moment.

But the group of Han people.

Although the words and deeds of the previous six Jinyiwei looked like Han people, the Han people couldn't figure out which department these officials and military masters belonged to, and they didn't know that they were actually being controlled by the Ming department.

It's all good now, all the equipment is obvious!
For those who are knowledgeable, it is not difficult to recognize Yesa who is embroidered with the pattern of the school captain's uniform. Even if he is confused with other official uniforms, he can still find some clues from these neat costumes and the iconic embroidered spring knife.

Not to mention, the person's waist card is hanging.

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(End of this chapter)