Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

As light as a swallow, she soared high in the sky, overlooking everything on the ground below, as tiny as an ant. This strange and unique feeling was completely different from flying. As she sped along, she experienced an unprecedented thrill, as if she could control the speed of the world.

At this moment, she was like the mythical Monkey King, who could travel a great distance of 108,000 miles with just a flick of his somersault cloud. This majestic and unrestrained posture was truly impressive.

Only two hours later, she arrived at her destination exactly as given by Qianlong - a place located on the east coast, facing that country across the sea.

She carefully controlled her flight altitude, maintaining a height of approximately three meters above the ground. Thanks to her invisibility spell, the bustling crowd below remained oblivious to the figure silently passing overhead. In a short while, with her incredibly sharp senses, she successfully located the garrison and flew in that direction without hesitation.

As they approached the parade ground, Ziwei could see from afar that all the soldiers had gathered in an orderly and neat formation. Fu Kang'an, standing tall and majestic like a pine tree, was standing on a high platform, speaking passionately and passionately, his voice loud and powerful, as if it could pierce the sky.

The soldiers in the audience listened attentively to Fukangan's speech. Their expressions were focused and serious, and their emotions were particularly excited, as if they were deeply touched by every word Fukangan said, igniting the raging fire hidden deep in their hearts, making everyone's blood boil.

Ziwei quietly paused on the platform, her gaze fixed on the man clad in heavy armor yet still possessing an extraordinary presence. One must admit, no matter when or where, men shouldering the heavy responsibility of defending their country always exude an incomparable charm, inspiring admiration and love.

At this moment, after the crowd gradually dispersed, Ziwei finally revealed her figure. Like a light butterfly, she gracefully floated down from the air, and finally landed steadily and precisely behind Fukang'an.

However, Fukang'an seemed to suddenly notice a strange movement behind him. Instinctively, he quickly drew out the long sword at his waist, and turned around and stabbed behind him at lightning speed.

But when he saw clearly that the person before him was none other than the girl smiling at him—Ziwei—he was instantly horrified and quickly loosened his grip on the hilt, letting the sword drop to the ground with a clang. Then, he said apologetically, "Ziwei, I didn't know you were coming. I didn't mean to stab you with my sword. Please don't blame me."

Ziwei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile. She thought to herself: How could this man become so unfamiliar after just a few days of not seeing him? She raised her delicate hand and waved it casually. In the blink of an eye, several large wooden boxes suddenly appeared on the ground.

Fu Kang'an stared at the scene with wide eyes, his face filled with astonishment, his mouth wide open enough to fit an egg. He stammered, "Zi... Ziwei, where on earth did you hide all those wooden boxes? And how did you get here alone? The journey is long, with mountains and rivers, how could the emperor let you come here alone?"

Ziwei gently waved her hands and said coquettishly, "Oh, it's not too late to tell you about those things later! Fukang'an, come and look at these treasures."

As she spoke, she pointed to the row of wooden boxes and continued, "These are all my latest muskets! Quickly arrange for someone to contact the relevant authorities. With this batch of sophisticated equipment, you will be more powerful and easily victorious in the future when you fight on the battlefield!"

Fu Kang'an had his doubts, but he still followed the instructions and went forward to open one of the wooden boxes. The moment the lid was lifted, he was completely stunned, as if petrified. Inside the box were rows of brand-new muskets, their exquisiteness was breathtaking.

However, what shocked him even more was that these muskets seemed different from those he had seen before.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Fukangan immediately opened several other wooden boxes and examined them one by one. With each box he opened, his shock grew more intense.

Holding a musket in his hand, he examined it carefully and discovered that, besides the long barrel resembling a common musket, this one also featured a piece of transparent glass. This glass was embedded in the barrel, and its purpose was unknown. Meanwhile, the area below, where the gunpowder should have been placed, had been replaced with an unprecedented structure, leaving him completely baffled.

Ziwei pointed to the parts of the gun and introduced them to him one by one. Fukang'an's eyes became brighter and brighter. After she finished speaking, he couldn't wait to aim at a dry fruit on a big tree a hundred meters away.

There was a loud bang, and looking in the direction of the sound, he saw the dry-looking fruit that had been hanging on the branch in the distance suddenly fall straight to the ground. Seeing this, Fu Kang'an's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and his gaze was fixed on another box of objects that were completely different from the ones he had just seen.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he turned to look at Ziwei beside him and asked anxiously, "Ziwei, could that also be a musket? Why is it so different from this one?"

Ziwei smiled slightly, nodded gently, and then carefully took out a strange-looking device from the box. She gently stroked the object in her hand and said slowly, "This is a machine gun. It can fire bullets continuously. Not only does it have an extremely long range, but its firepower is also extremely powerful. Next, I will show you how to operate it in detail. Please pay attention."

Ziwei then methodically demonstrated each step, her movements skillful and graceful. Fukang'an, standing by, watched intently, afraid to miss a single detail. Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, he humbly sought guidance, determined to gain a thorough understanding.

As a series of gunshots rang out, the soldiers in the barracks were drawn in. They quickly gathered, and when their eyes fell upon the beautiful woman intently demonstrating, they all gasped. The woman before them had a beautiful face, like a fairy descending from the earth, and she stood out in this masculine atmosphere of the barracks.