Your Majesty, please beg for mercy. The prince's rebellion was successful.

East Palace, Prince's Mansion!

Meng Sheng frowned at this moment, with a heavy expression on his face.

As a Mohist giant, when it comes to the art of building institutions, he ranks second, and no one dares to rank first.

Because of this, Zhou Zheng just handed over the art of tempering fine iron to Meng Sheng. Under his operation, the defensive power of Xiangjun's elite armor increased by several percent, and the sharpness of the weapons reached a new height.

Thus, Xiangjun's elites became even more powerful.

Even though the original repeated crossbow technique and the black powder blending technique were incomprehensible or even unimaginable to ordinary people, Meng Sheng was actually able to absorb, digest and improve them in a very short period of time.

However, this time, the situation is different!

Looking at the white paper in his hand, Meng Sheng fell into deep contemplation for the first time.

He stayed there for a long time, looking at the structure that looked like a crossbow but not a crossbow, and looked like a sword but not a sword. For a moment, he even felt that this thing should not be something that appeared in this world at all.

Zhou Zheng did not disturb Meng Sheng, but left him in a daze.

"Sir, are you sure?"

After a long time, it was Zhou Zheng who was the first to break the silence here.

His voice was low and his words were full of worry.

The things drawn on white paper cannot be understood by anyone in the whole world, let alone Da Zhou.

Because, in Zhou Zheng's world, this thing is called a musket!

The emergence of muskets completely rewritten the entire course of human war.

In the era when cold weapons were king, the competition was about the quality of the army, the quality of the armor, and the structure of the tactics.

Victory in a war requires the composition of many factors.

However, muskets directly pushed mankind from the age of cold weapons to the age of hot weapons.

Various weapons, guns are king!

Either serious injuries or casualties!

Seven steps away, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is sure and fast!

With a gun in hand, I have the world!

No matter what kind of hero you are, or whether you are a battle-hardened barbarian king, you are nothing but a living target in front of a gun.

If one shot is not enough, give me another shot!

This is the power of muskets!

In the age of cold weapons, the number of people determines victory to a certain extent.

But in the era of hot weapons such as muskets, the number of people has no longer become an important indicator to measure the direction of war.

Once, dozens of people, armed with muskets, killed tens of thousands of enemy troops!

There are countless cases like this in the world where Zhou Zheng originally lived.

In the age of cold weapons, wars in which a small number defeats a large number will surely be studied by the world. Such generals will surely leave their mark in history!

But in the era of hot weapons, as long as there is enough ammunition, facing the enemy in the era of cold weapons, it is simply a crushing state!

Nowadays, although Zhou Zheng is the prince of the Zhou Dynasty, the situation he faces has reached unprecedented pressure.

Da Yuan was temporarily unable to help, so Da Xia sent its troops south.

The powerful country gentry and princes in the country are secretly causing harm and watching the fire from the other side.

The old ministers in the DPRK just wait and see what happens and let things get worse.

Emperor Tianjing is like a poisonous snake dormant. When the time is right, he will definitely launch a major counterattack!

If Zhou Zheng had lost before, he would have lost.

The worst possible outcome is to lose the position of prince, and the worst outcome is to lose one's own life.

But this time is different!

If Zhou Zheng lost, he would not be the only one to die, but also the team members gathered behind him.

Thousands of people will die unjustly because of his failure.

Therefore, Zhou Zheng must not lose this time.

The first step is to win!

And he completely defeated Daxia!

Use the victory of the Jedi counterattack to tell the world that he, Zhou Zheng, has the absolute ability to control the situation.

Now, the last black powder has been used by Zhou Fan outside the palace.

In a short period of time, it is simply impossible to gather more materials for production.

To win this battle, the only way Zhou Zheng could think of was to use a musket.

"Prince, it's difficult."

Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, Meng Sheng spoke with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He had never seen such a weapon in his life.

"But, I'm willing to give it a try!"

At these words, Meng Sheng's eyes burst out with a trace of madness!

Although Zhou Zheng did not tell him what kind of consequences the weapons in the sketch might bring, Meng Sheng knew that this thing must not be simple due to the repeated crossbow, black powder and fine iron tempering method.

The most important thing is that something he couldn't even understand at first glance gave him a strong desire to win!

After receiving Meng Sheng's response, Zhou Zheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With the current understanding of the world, it is impossible to know the principles of muskets.

Not to mention the huge impact of muskets.

And Meng Sheng, being able to answer like this, already made Zhou Zheng ecstatic.

"how long?!"

His pupils turned slightly, this is what Zhou Zheng cares about most.

"Three years!"

"If the prince believes in me, in three years, I will definitely find a way to temper a musket that satisfies the prince!"

Although he didn't quite understand the structural principles of this musket, as a Mohist giant, he still had enough confidence to say these words!

"No."

Unfortunately, Zhou Zheng shook his head and refused on the spot.

"Then, one year?!"

His face slightly condensed, Meng Sheng could only grit his teeth and speak again.

"Three months!"

"I'll give you three months at most."

Zhou Zheng stood up slowly, raised his head, looked at Meng Sheng and responded in a deep voice.

three months? !

Zhou Zheng's request made Meng Sheng's face turn pale on the spot.

He looked in disbelief, even unimaginable.

If he were asked to improve an existing weapon, he would certainly be confident.

But the so-called musket in front of him was something he had never heard of or seen before!

This time, Meng Sheng did not speak, but lowered his head in a rare move.

He is quite conceited about his skills!

But this time, he didn't have any confidence.

"It's not that I'm embarrassing the giant, but I can only give you three months at most."

Seeing Meng Sheng's reaction, Zhou Zheng smiled bitterly.

How could he not understand the difficulty? Not to mention that it would take some people a lifetime to thoroughly study the principles of this musket. The manufacturing process of the factory alone is not something that this era can afford.

However, Zhou Zheng had no choice.

"The northern land can last up to three months."

"Moreover, it was at the expense of the lives of the entire town's Northern Army."

"Once the Great Xia Kingdom breaks through the northern border and rides southward, the current Great Zhou Dynasty will be unable to resist..."

Zhou Zheng's voice was a little hoarse, and the atmosphere around him fell instantly.

"What I care about is not the power of supervising the country, nor the glory and wealth."

"But I have promised to let the people of Dazhou live a truly happy life."

"If due to the sin of one person, countless people in the world suffer such a disaster, the country is destroyed, the family is destroyed, and the family is displaced, I will not rest in peace until my death."

His eyes were slightly closed, some tears dripping down his cheeks.

This scene moved Meng Sheng's heart instantly!

"I dare to ask the prince, is this thing really capable of turning the tide and helping the building to collapse?"

Meng Sheng clenched his fist slightly and gritted his teeth.

"nature!"

"This is the only way!"

Zhou Zheng is categorical!

"it is good!"

"I, Meng Sheng, will lead the Mo family, day and night, regardless of everything, to temper this musket for the prince within three months!"

His eyes shimmered, Meng Sheng's emotions fluctuated, and he responded in a deep voice!

"Mr. Dayi!"

"On behalf of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I would like to thank you in advance, sir!"

Zhou Zheng took a step back, cupped his fists with both hands, and bowed deeply towards Meng Sheng!