I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

"Ladies and gentlemen, the pleasant meal break is over, and we will start the afternoon fair!"

When the time came to an end, Sa Xuer, who had a beautiful lunch and took a nap, stood on the new stage refreshed.

The stage is no longer the stage at noon.

The next demonstration is an extremely powerful firearm with an extremely long range.

The distance from the stage at noon was too far to use, so it was necessary to change to a larger exhibition location.

"With the development of the times and the advancement of science and technology, we believe that the invincible armor and sharp weapons will gradually be eliminated by history and withdraw from the battlefield of defending our homeland."

"Our Yanhuang nation in Ming Dynasty is a great nation, a race whose wisdom surpasses everything."

"In thousands of years, countless great inventors have been born, and countless items that benefit the country and the people have been researched."

"I won't list other inventions and innovations one by one. Today I will mainly mention the four major inventions."

"Papermaking, printing, the compass, and the gunpowder that was only celebrated for festivals at the beginning, but was later drawn into the battlefield!"

Saxuer stretched out 4 fingers enthusiastically, retracting a finger every time she said a word.

When this guy talked about the four great inventions, his face was full of pride. If he didn't look at his appearance and skin, and only listened to his passionate words, he would have thought that this guy was a purebred Yanhuang.

"Yanhuang is a peace-loving race. We don't like war, and we don't want to cause war, let alone war."

"There is an old saying in Yanhuang, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden."

"Yanhuang's hospitality and reluctance to cause war have turned into cowardice in the eyes of the enemy."

"In order to protect their own race and resist those greedy enemies, the Yanhuang people sharpened the sacrificial vessels and agricultural tools used for plowing to resist the invading enemies and protect their hometown."

"In order to defeat those greedy enemies and protect their homeland and relatives, the Yanhuang people put the gunpowder used to celebrate festivals and make fireworks on the battlefield, and it became an artifact to protect the country!"

"But there will be a day when the war will end, and the day will be when the enemy will be defeated."

"With the arrival of peace and the defeat of the enemy, these invincible weapons that defend the homeland can only end up lonely and go into the warehouse to eat ashes."

"Looking at these former heroes, now they can only recall the glory of the past in the warehouse. Our Majesty the Ming Emperor is also very sorry."

"For a soldier, death in battle is the highest honor."

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And for a weapon, breaking it on the battlefield is the greatest respect and recognition for it! "

"But our Ming Dynasty has no wars anymore. These weapons can no longer shine on the battlefield, and we don't need them to protect this kind and hospitable race. These heroes who have made great achievements in protecting the country can only be stored in the warehouse. Looking at the lights of thousands of houses, listening to the laughter and laughter of the people, weeping secretly, recalling the past!"

"And just a few years ago, our Lord Zheng He, Duke Zheng He, returned from the West and reported to His Majesty the Emperor the sufferings that your Western countries have suffered."

"Your Majesty is Merciful, Your Majesty is Great."

"After he learned what happened to you, he thought of putting it in the warehouse to protect our race's sharp weapon."

"Thinking that your people are living in dire straits, His Majesty couldn't bear it, so he decided to let His Excellency, Duke Zheng He, bring these weapons to Aden for an exhibition. I want to see how these sharp weapons that once protected the Yanhuang race can Can it bring you a sliver of security, can these weapons protect your country and race just like protecting the Yanhuang race?"

Saxuer's voice is full of emotion, telling stories that even he himself doesn't believe.

Everyone knew that this was a lie, but everyone who wanted to buy weapons could only hold back their disgust, pretended to be moved, and applauded fiercely.

Receiving the echo from the audience, Sa Xuer's eyes flashed with pride, and she pressed her hand towards the bottom of the stage.

"Next, we will invite our brave warriors from the Ming Dynasty to demonstrate to you the best and most powerful flintlock guns in the world!"

"Clatter..."

The representatives of various countries who had been waiting for this moment clapped their hands and stretched their necks, looking at a group of soldiers from the Ming army walking towards the side of the stage with their guns on their backs.

The demonstration stage in the afternoon is very large, enough to hold hundreds of people.

Walking up was a team of one hundred people. They marched neatly and uniformly, with high spirits and high morale.

Those who saw this team were envious in their hearts, and sighed in their mouths.

"What an elite unit!"

"One-two...one-two...stand still!"

Under the command of the team leader, the hundred-member team came to the other side of the stage with neat steps.

A hundred meters away from them, there are clay pots and human-shaped wooden targets hanging.

"Load!"

After the team lined up, under the expectant eyes of everyone in the audience, under the command of the squad leader, a hundred soldiers began to load ammunition.

This centurion used to be the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion. Although they have been equipped with new weapons now, they are still very familiar with the flintlock guns that have been used for several years.

In addition, I have rehearsed and rehearsed in the past two days, and the speed of loading in my hands is not at all unfamiliar, it is still neat and fast.

"So that's the case, it seems that we are poor at school."

When the musketeer came out, Omurad focused all his attention on the soldier, and after seeing the steps of the musketeer's reloading, he showed a suddenly enlightened expression.

In addition to their own groping, most of the Western Musketeers learned to load ammunition from the Portuguese country, and the Portuguese country learned from the captives of Zheng He's fleet.

The filling steps are all in bulk, and it is better in normal times, and the dosage can be estimated well when the mentality is stable.

But in the complex environment of the battlefield, it is impossible for soldiers to accurately estimate the dosage of medicine.

The result is that there is either too much installed or too little installed, and problems of one kind or another often appear.

But after seeing how the Ming army used muskets today, Omurad officially understood.

It is because they are poor in their studies, or it may be that the captives captured by the Portuguese country did not hand over their true skills.

In fact, Omurad was misunderstood.

When Zheng He left Daming, Zhu Zhangui had just taken over the Shenji Battalion, and the soldiers couldn't even reach a man with a single shot, let alone various training methods.

In addition, Zhu Zhangui was a little busy at that time, so he was negligent.

It was because of the fixed charge that Zheng He's fleet used the most basic bulk method when using muskets.

The soldiers on the stage moved very skillfully, and took out a fixed paper bag from the satchel on their waist.

Under the watchful eyes of the representatives of various countries, he bit open the paper bag, poured part of the gunpowder into the primer pool, then closed the mouth of the crane, straightened the gun and poured the remaining gunpowder into the gun.

After pouring out the gunpowder, he directly stuffed the bullet with the paper bag into the gun, and finally compacted the bullet with the pressure lever.

The representatives of various countries with muskets took this scene deeply into their minds, and planned to teach this method to the army immediately after returning home.

Don't underestimate this small change, just this small change can bring great optimization to the war.

For soldiers in combat, let alone a few seconds or minutes, even if it is only a second faster, they may be able to save their lives.

"aim!"

After the bullets were loaded, the squad leader gave an order, and the soldiers raised their flintlock guns in unison and aimed at the target in the distance.

"First row fire!"

With an order, the soldiers in front pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang bang bang..."

A puff of gunpowder smoke drifted over with the sound of gunfire. The soldiers in the first row who had finished shooting immediately took a step back. At the same time, they took out a new pack of ammunition from their pockets and loaded the next round with the fastest speed. shooting ammunition.

While the soldiers in the first row retreated, the soldiers in the second row took a step forward, and under the order of the squad leader, they raised their guns and pulled the trigger in their hands.

One round, two rounds, three rounds...

After the 10th round of shooting, the soldiers lined up under the order of the squad leader, saluted the audience, turned and left!

"Clatter..."

It was the first time for representatives from various countries to see a full set of musket shooting tactics. While desperately writing down the content just now, they applauded the soldiers performing.

"The wonderful shooting demonstration is over. Come on, everyone, follow me a few steps to see how the shooting works."

This time, it was not Sa Xuer who was part-time master of ceremonies who spoke, but Zheng He who accompanied the representatives of various countries to watch.

If you want to sell weapons at a high price, how can you prevent customers from seeing their power.

A group of people came to the side of the target talking and laughing, waiting to see the cracked clay pots and the human-shaped wooden boards full of bullet holes. Everyone had different expressions, and the only unified thing was the shock of the powerful power of Daming weapons.

"Your Excellency, how do you sell this?"

Before turning around the target, Luo Ke, the Mamluk minister of state affairs, found Zheng He impatiently, pointed to the guns carried behind the soldiers lined up next to him after the demonstration, and began to inquire about the price.

"this…"

Glancing around, Zheng He narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to scratch his scalp in embarrassment to the representatives of various countries who pricked up their ears even though their eyes were looking at the target and exclaiming in admiration.

"200 taels for a gun, the price is fair, we Mamluks want 5000!"

Seeing Zheng He's two fingers scratching his scalp, Luo Ke waved his hand very grandly, as if he was not short of money, and set a deal of 5000 on the spot.

Zheng He:"……"

He wanted to tell the other party that he scratched his head just now to let the other party talk in private, after all, so many people were watching.

The pricing of each faction is different, and after this is said, there is no way to increase the price.

And stretching out two fingers to scratch his head is his habit, definitely not telling the other party the price.

But then seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Zheng He thought about doubling the price, and felt that it might be the best choice for him to keep silent.

"Your Excellency the Duke, we have relatively little silver over there, do you think it's okay to settle with gold?"

Just when Zheng He felt that his heart was too dark, Luo Ke, who was so proud just now, rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

Zheng He: Nima, your Highness is indeed right, these guys are really rich.

"also!"

Embarrassed smile, Zheng

He quickly replied, and then greeted some of the various forces next to him who were eager to try and plan to buy some.

"It's time for the exhibition, everyone, watch the demo first, let's talk about anything, and talk later!"

The other representatives who were about to spend money to buy weapons looked at Zheng He who left first, and retracted their words regretfully.

The next demonstration is various types of artillery, as well as a very light tiger squat gun.

The roaring artillery showed great power.

The target walls that had been built side by side were shattered by the artillery bombardment.

The representatives of various countries who witnessed the powerful power of the artillery all the way were scratching their heads in a hurry, wishing to pay directly to bring these powerful big guys back home.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the violent roar of a super artillery, the exhibition ended satisfactorily in Sasher's nonsense.

"Your Excellency, can you really be more flexible? 100 cannons are too few, and there are too many bandits in our Ottoman borders. We need more cannons!"

Oliver, Minister of State of the Ottoman Empire, tugged on Zheng He's sleeve and begged bitterly.

"Baron Oliver, this is really gone. If you want more, you have to wait for us. Our reserves are almost sold out. I will sell you more when the next batch is produced."

Zheng He, who also had a distressed expression on his face, tried to pull back his sleeve while explaining to the other party.

The main reason for Zheng He's discomfort is not being entangled by the other party, but the pain of having money but not being able to earn it.

Artillery is a weapon of war. Although the most primitive artillery is sold, the power of this article should not be underestimated.

If you sell a little bit, Da Ming can still accept it. If you sell too much, not only will it not be good for Da Ming, but it may even face these weapons when Da Ming attacks in the future.

Selling hundreds of artillery pieces to these countries is still within the tolerance of Ming Dynasty. If they sell more, it will affect Ming Dynasty's future conquest plan.

"Is it really gone?"

Oliver asked again without giving up.

Zheng He spread his hands, "It's really gone!"

Oliver sighed and shook his head in disappointment, but when his eyes inadvertently swept across the sunset sea in the distance, his eyes suddenly lit up and pointed to the two ironclad ships parked on the sea.

"How much is that? We bought it from the Ottoman Empire."

Zheng He:"……"

"Sorry, that's not for sale!"

"Your Excellency, please be more flexible. We, the Ottoman Empire, are willing to pay a price that is [-]% higher than your price, and all of them are settled in silver."

"We are not like the Mamluks, who cannot give you the silver you need. What we pay is white money."