Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

So he then brought the topic back to the main point: "Didn't you say you wanted to test the power of this musket and try something new? Captain Wu, why don't you try it too?" He looked at Wu Zhenhai.

Wang Jinnian seemed a little weird just now.

They temporarily understood that this guy might be really good at dealing with people, so they did not pursue the previous doubts any further.

And Wang Jinnian picked up the gun again.

Of course, Wu Zhenhai immediately became interested. His eyes lit up and he nodded, saying, "Okay! I have the same idea!" He and Kang Yunxiang had worked together for a long time and were familiar with each other. He also knew his personality. When he saw Kang Yunxiang couldn't let go of this thing and praised it highly, he felt itchy in his heart.

He immediately focused his attention and recalled the operating procedures of this musket.

Then, according to memory, he loaded the gunpowder, loaded the bullets, ignited the fire, and aimed... Although his movements were a bit slow and not smooth, it was a pretty good operation for the first time.

Yes.

Wang Jinnian couldn't help but nod in satisfaction, secretly praising, "As expected of someone chosen by His Majesty, he truly has excellent qualifications!"

I thought so in my heart.

Wu Zhenhai had narrowed his eyes, and he fixed his gaze and pulled the trigger.

Followed by a crisp "bang" sound of gunfire.

The crater originally created by Wang Jinnian splashed yellow sand and dust, and became much deeper!

"Great! We're not far off from becoming a true Divine Machine Battalion!" Wang Jinnian was immediately delighted and clapped his hands in praise! Although the distance wasn't far, they were able to hit the target on their first try... Training them to become true musket sharpshooters must be easy.

Wu Zhenhai also showed a look of surprise: "No wonder Lao Kang praised it so much. If we take this thing to the battlefield, the enemy will have no chance! The Ming Dynasty will prosper, the Ming Dynasty will be prosperous, and all nations will submit to it!" After experiencing it personally, he couldn't think of any enemy that could compete with the Ming Dynasty in the future.

Wang Jinnian chuckled and said, "Captain Wu, are you not worried that by coming to the Alchemy Department to guard the gate, you will lose the opportunity to fight on the battlefield, make achievements, and serve the Ming Dynasty?"

My previous thoughts were revealed.

Wu Zhenhai and Kang Yunxiang couldn't help but show embarrassed expressions on their faces.

He felt a little embarrassed to look at Wang Jinnian: "Hehehehe... Your Majesty is clearly giving this humble official an opportunity to make great achievements!"

"In the future, I will use this thing to smash the heads of those Tartars to repay your majesty's kindness!" There was a sense of self-satisfied determination in the voices of both of them.

After saying that, Kang Yunxiang saw that Wu Zhenhai had actually hit the target with one shot, and he became unwilling to admit defeat and said, "Just now, I was careless for the first time!"

"Now that I understand how to use this musket a little better, I can just stand a little further away and hit the crater you just made. There's no problem at all!"

"Sir Wang, could you give me another musket to try?" Kang Yunxiang asked Wang Jinnian directly.

Wang Jinnian was of course happy to see the two of them get started quickly, but he scoffed at Kang Yunxiang's request: "Why do you need another gun? Why not just use the one you have?"

Kang Yunxiang frowned and said, "Although I'm good with bows and arrows, I'm not completely ignorant of muskets. I just fired a musket not long ago. Firing again so soon would cause the barrel to explode, which could be fatal!"

Wang Jinnian shook his head and smiled: "Captain Kang, times have changed."

"Ah?" Kang Yunxiang was a little confused.

Wang Jinnian immediately reminded him, "Touch it yourself. Is the barrel of the gun still hot? Exploding? It's been a long time since I heard of such a thing. Hahahaha!"

Kang Yunxiang glanced at Wu Zhenhai and hesitated for a moment, but he felt that Wang Jinnian did not seem to be joking with them, so he half-believed and half-doubtedly tried to stretch out a finger, slowly approaching the position of the fire door, with a somewhat ferocious and frightened expression on his face.

Although she has a face full of flesh and is big and strong.

But the persistent high temperature after firing the musket is no joke.

of course.

This anxiety and worry disappeared the moment his fingers touched the gun barrel - the gun barrel, and even the firing port where the gunpowder exploded... were no longer hot!

"It's actually... not hot!?" Kang Yunxiang said in disbelief.

"I told you that what you see is just the tip of the iceberg." Wang Jinnian raised his eyebrows proudly and said.

Kang Yunxiang was stunned for a moment before he sighed, "It can actually be used continuously! The power of this Divine Machine Battalion in the future... will surely be several times more terrifying than I expected!"

After saying that, his eyes began to roam around, as if he was looking for something.

Wang Jinnian was puzzled for a moment and asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

Kang Yunxiang said, "Stick! Shouldn't we take out the remaining dregs first?"

Wang Jinnian's face then showed a hint of realization - he understood, this guy's thinking is still completely stuck in the old times!

Then, he reminded her helplessly, "Don't look for it. There are no sticks in the training grounds to pick up the slag! We are no longer using the same kind of gunpowder as before. It is not only smokeless, but also more powerful and leaves no residue."

"How else do you think the barrel of a gun went cold so quickly? Captain Kang, let me tell you again, times have changed! Who still uses that stuff? Hahahaha!"

Hear this.

Kang Yunxiang then raised his head again, turned the rifle in his hand over, and shook it on the ground with the muzzle facing down - but nothing came out.

There was a big question mark hanging on his big head. He looked a little disheveled in the wind, with a confused look on his face: Which era should I be in?