If you traveled back to ancient times, while others ate Guanyin clay, you would actually have giant

"My lord, now that other forces have already manufactured these muskets, could you please allow them to be sold?"

Now that he knew it wasn't Da Long who sold it to the enemy forces, Kenjiro felt much more at ease. However, he immediately wanted to buy it from Zhou Wu.

"I cannot agree to this matter for the time being, because I cannot make the decision on this matter. I will immediately report to His Majesty and see what His Majesty thinks."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, sir."

When Kenjiro left, Zhou Wu made a point of asking him to leave the musket behind so that he could have a chance to study it properly.

"A matchlock gun? Is it a butterfly's wings, or just a simple coincidence?"

Zhou Wu recognized it at first glance; it was a matchlock gun that was far inferior to Da Long's flintlock gun.

When Zhou Wu was making guns, he also encountered this problem: whether to make a simpler matchlock gun or a more complex flintlock gun.

Zhou Wu ultimately chose the more expensive flintlock musket because, although the matchlock musket was cheaper, its effectiveness was not on the same level as the flintlock musket.

However, in terms of rate of fire, the matchlock gun was far behind. Although the flintlock gun was more time-consuming and costly, Zhou Wu still chose to go straight for the flintlock gun.

"Sir, compared to ours, this gun is just trash."

Zhou Wu also called Huang Laosan over, but even Huang Laosan looked down on the matchlock gun.

However, since the other side can manufacture matchlock guns, it's probably only a matter of time before they can produce flintlock guns or other more advanced firearms.

"Since the enemy can make matchlock guns, they might be able to make the same or even more advanced ones at any time. So you need to hurry up and research the next generation of firearms. Only by always staying ahead can we gain the advantage."

"It's an adult."

Zhou Wu's words served as a wake-up call for Huang Laosan, who then realized the importance of the issue.

On the other hand, Zhou Wu couldn't really make a decision about whether or not to sell muskets, so he wrote a memorial to Li Tiancheng, explaining the situation in detail and offering his own opinion.

It is recommended to allow the sale of muskets, because if you don't sell them, other factions will. It's not pleasant to watch money flow into other people's pockets. However, even if you do sell them, you can't sell the flintlock muskets that the Great Dragon currently has.

Manufacturing matchlock guns is not complicated for the current Baron Nashor, so they sell matchlock guns to maintain Baron Nashor's lead.

Li Tiancheng quickly replied that since Dalong's exclusive control and monopoly over muskets could no longer be guaranteed, they should follow Zhou Wu's suggestion to open up the sale of matchlock guns and minimize losses in the arms market.

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Bureau of Firearms.

"Huang Laosan, immediately ramp up production of matchlock guns. Halt flintlock gun production for now."

The Great Dragon Empire's flintlock muskets are now basically in full service, so pausing for now won't affect the overall situation.

"Received. The basic structure of matchlock guns and flintlock guns is similar, only the firing mechanism is different, so there is no need for major improvements to our production process."

"That's good. Let's hurry. Someone is actually trying to take our market share. We need to act quickly."

"Don't worry, my lord."

royal palace.

"His Majesty."

Li Tiancheng hadn't touched his personal guards for a long time, but the incident with the matchlock guns made him a little wary.

He knew Zhou Wu couldn't have leaked the information about firearms, so he desperately wanted to know who else in the world could make them besides Zhou Wu.

"Go and investigate where the muskets of Fusang came from."

"Yes."

The guards never asked any questions; once they received their orders, they would disappear from the spot.

Actually, what Li Tiancheng was more concerned about than arms deals was that Da Long's territorial expansion might not be so smooth sailing in the future.

He couldn't let the risks lurk in the unknown; he needed to know clearly where the muskets actually came from.

. . . . . . .

Fuso.

"Haha, General, this musket is simply a divine weapon!"

Donghu has just won another victory. With 50,000 men equipped with muskets, Su Yuan directly confronted the 100,000-strong allied army of the surrounding great lords.

The final results were even more gratifying. With minimal losses, Su Yuan's side defeated the 100,000-strong allied army and captured several cities in succession.

Su Yuan's territory is now the largest in northern Japan, and he has a strong and well-equipped army.

The lords who once looked up to him now have to be mindful of Su Yuan's feelings.

"Donghu, the secret of the muskets must be kept well, and then you go and order another 20,000 muskets from them."

"Yes."

As Su Yuan's territory expanded, his confidence grew stronger. Fusang was far better off than Gaoli, with silver mines and fishery resources everywhere, and no neighboring countries.

But despite these uniquely advantageous conditions, no one has yet unified Japan, which is something Su Yuan really can't understand.

In the present day, in Japan, there is Su Yuan in the north and Kenjiro in the south.

The two are now arguably the largest armed group in Japan. The others are still not fully aware of the situation. If they form an alliance now, they might be able to deal with the two hungry wolves.

However, the lords of Fusang did not seem to have such foresight; they either did not take it seriously or were still fighting each other.

. . . . . .

"Chief, they're here, they're here, hahaha."

Kenshiro and his generals were waiting for something on the dock when one of them suddenly spotted a ship on the distant sea and excitedly danced around.

The soldiers stationed on the dock looked at their lord and general with puzzled expressions, wondering why they were so excited.

Before the boat had even come to a complete stop, the group of people surrounded it.

"Hey, did you bring the stuff back?"

A man on the dock shouted at the top of his lungs at the ship.

The people on the ship were also excitedly standing on the deck, looking towards the dock.

"Chief, generals, the goods have been brought back, and they are all brand new."

"Good~"

Wow! Haha!

Cheers and jubilation erupted, as if something had been suppressed for a long time and was finally released.

Crates of goods were unloaded from the ship. Kenjiro personally used his samurai sword to casually open one of the crates, revealing a brand-new matchlock gun inside.

Everyone grabbed one and played with it in their hands.

"Chief, let me demonstrate for everyone."

The person in charge of transportation rushed over to take credit.

"Ah."

Having received the leader's approval, the man quickly began operating the matchlock gun in his hand.

"Bang~~~"

As the musket fired successfully, everyone jumped for joy.

"Haha, Chief, we have muskets now, so we're not afraid of that Gao Li dog from the north anymore."

"Yes, Chief, we can finally vent our anger."

"Lord Zhou is really good to us. These are all new goods. Our leader is truly respected."