The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

The Ye brothers were familiar with the traps on the north side of the trench, so they easily passed through the dangerous pit and carefully came to the north.

With a tacit understanding since childhood, the two brothers kept a proper distance and looked in a certain direction.

But before they had walked far, they faintly heard their old father's voice saying, "Xiaoliu, how about letting me try that bazooka now?" The old man, who was well-versed in military books, could not understand the true meaning of these three words. He wanted to try this thing called a bazooka to see if it could knock down a big iron guy as his youngest son said.

"Okay, but you have to pay attention to these matters..." Ye Zhan explained the safety tips to the old man again and prepared to let him try the experiment himself.

Just as the old general was about to pick up the rocket launcher, he heard a faint sound of footsteps coming over. Several people turned around and saw the Ye Zhanyang brothers rushing over on tiptoe.

"Dad, little brother?"

The old general was not surprised to see that it was his two eldest sons. He asked as if it was a routine matter, "Why are you here?"

"We just heard a noise over there, and it scared everyone. General Ming sent someone over to check it out."

"Yes, we brothers were the ones who took the lead in digging this sinkhole. We were afraid that others might get hurt, so we volunteered to come over and check it out."

Ye Zhanpeng looked at the object that looked like an iron rod placed at his old father's feet and wanted to pick it up to see what it was.

"Hey, hey, you little brat, don't touch this thing, it's dangerous." The old general quickly stopped his second son from reaching out.

Ye Zhanyang did not move, but he became very interested in the mortar. He had a hunch that the earth-shaking sound just now came from this thing.

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Zhanyang's hands also itched, but his old father did not let them move, so he chose to listen to his old father.

Not to mention Ye Zhanpeng, his eyes were focused, thinking about the new thing under his old father's feet.

For the first time, the old general thought his second son was stupid. "Go, stay with your elder brother and younger brother."

"Father." Ye Zhanpeng wanted to say, he could see clearly from here.

Old General: Did he really give birth to a fool? His warnings were so obvious, why didn’t this stupid son listen?

Ye Zhanpeng wasn't really stupid, he was just curious. Seeing his father's intriguing look, he immediately retreated back to his eldest and youngest brothers.

The old general picked up the rocket launcher only after he saw that his children and grandchildren were in a safe area.

With just this one pose, Yichen thought her grandfather was incredibly handsome. But she didn't say it out loud, for fear of disturbing his performance.

The old general also wanted to broaden his horizons for his two older sons, and he tried his best to make every move his younger son taught him perfect.

As expected, there was another loud "bang" and the Ye brothers felt that the ground beneath their feet seemed to shake.

Yichen saw many stars in the eyes of the two uncles, like envy and admiration.

Ye Zhanpeng couldn't wait to run to his old father's side, pointed at the iron thing his father was carrying, and asked hopefully: "Father, can this iron thing teach my son?"

Ye Zhanyang also took the opportunity to move over and said, "Father, this thing called a barrel, if we use it to fight the northern barbarians, it will definitely be easy to capture them."

"Of course." Although the old general had only tried two things, he was already confident enough to stop the northern barbarians' artillery in this wasteland, making it difficult for the northern barbarians to move south.

Ye Zhanpeng was still waiting for his old father to look at him more and see the desire in his eyes.

The old general did not look at his second son, but instead his eyes fell on his youngest son and his daughter-in-law.

What else could he do? Since his two brothers had seen him, Ye Zhan and his wife looked at each other and didn't hold back.

Jiang Yan also thought it through her mind. With the help of these two powerful generals, this battle would be much easier.

With the permission of his youngest son, the old general began to train his two older sons.

I heard loud noises coming from the north one after another, with no sign of stopping.

General Ming was a bit troubled, but he didn't say anything in front of the other soldiers. Instead, after everyone returned to the city, he pulled Ye Zhanying, who was walking at the back, and asked, "Do you know what that loud noise over there is? What's going on?"

Ye Zhanying: "He also wants to know, but... he really doesn't know."

General Ming, however, didn't believe it. He pointed in the direction of the sound, then at Ye Zhanying, then lowered his voice and said, "Your two brothers, are you kidding me? Are you going to throw them away and never come back?"

"No, General. My two brothers will be back soon." There were constant loud noises from the opposite side. Ye Zhanying was more worried about the safety of his two brothers than anyone else.

However, when he discovered that his old father was also missing, he cleverly guessed that his two brothers were most likely with their father.

"Boom~" There was another loud noise, and Ye Zhanying felt a little jealous. He secretly muttered in his heart: "You guys just care about yourselves playing without me. Wait until we get home, I will complain to my mother about you."

General Ming had been observing Ye Zhanying's expression. Seeing that his face was full of worry, he didn't say anything more.

...

Ye Zhanpeng tried all the hot weapons and he liked the Gatling gun.

The same went for Ye Zhanyang. When he heard his younger brother say that the Gatling gun's maximum firing rate was 10,000 rounds per minute, and that it could fire an average of 167 bullets per second, he felt like he was hearing a myth.

Especially when he understood from his younger brother that the so-called one minute was only as long as it took him to count sixty numbers.

One second was just as short as the number he counted.

The three members of the Ye family, father and son, all stared at the Gatling gun for a long time without moving their eyes away.

Until the old general reminded the brothers, "It's time for you two to go back."

"Yes, father." The two brothers were still reluctant to leave.

"Do you know what to say when we get back?"

"What do you mean?" Both brothers looked at their father.

Given the Ye family's status, they were afraid of being targeted by someone with ulterior motives. Jiang Yan took the blame herself. "If General Ming asks, just say I was here with Chenchen tinkering with gunpowder."

Jiang Yan knew that there was gunpowder in that era, but people made gunpowder into firecrackers, which were only set off during the New Year or large-scale events.

The Ye family's father and son also understood that this was not the time for them to show off, so they obediently followed Jiang Yan's arrangements.

After his two eldest sons returned, General Ye discussed things with his youngest son and his wife: "Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu's wife, Dad wants to discuss something with you."