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

within the canyon.

Everyone's eyes fell on Zhou Zheng, and even Meng Sheng and others could not help but tremble slightly.

They held their breath, not even daring to take a breath, let alone blink their eyes.

I am afraid that I will miss the most exciting place because I am not paying attention.

Zhou Zheng lowered his head, looked at the black spear in his hand, took a deep breath, then slowly raised the gun and aimed it at the elk in front.

This seemingly simple action made everyone's hearts clench together.

The musket was extraordinary, but Meng Sheng and other Mohist disciples had already tested it before.

Apart from making a deafening crackling sound, this musket seems to have no special function.

Even if Meng Sheng and others tried to put the arrowheads in the musket barrel, the possible damage caused would still be quite limited.

It was even considered by many Mohist disciples to be far inferior to long arrows and sharp blades.

Moreover, if you are not careful, it is very likely that the chamber will explode, causing injury to the user.

But their intuition told them that the musket that Zhou Zheng was trying to develop at all costs would definitely not be that simple.

Now, Zhou Zhenghuo Liao went to the canyon to test the gun in person. They naturally wanted to know whether the gun was just a false reputation or it had some other uses!

Whoohoo! ! !

Zhou Zheng also breathed out the turbid air in his chest at this time.

He slowly raised the spear, and his heartbeat accelerated a lot.

Even in his previous life, Zhou Zheng had never actually used a musket.

Unexpectedly, in this life, not only would the Mo family be lucky enough to refine a musket, but they would also have the opportunity to use it personally.

Even though the musket in his hand was far inferior to the hot weapons in Zhou Zheng's world, Zhou Zheng knew that no matter how inferior the musket was, he was still a musket!

Having this thing is almost equivalent to being in an invincible position on the battlefield and having an invincible appearance.

He was not surprised that Meng Sheng and others were nervous at this time.

Because the greatest power of a musket is the bullet loaded with gunpowder!

As for the bullet, Zhou Zheng had already tempered part of it secretly.

As for the three major aristocratic families, they secretly collected black powder materials just to make wedding clothes for Zhou Zheng.

Bang!

Finally, under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Zheng moved his fingers.

A crisp loud noise burst out.

This huge sound made Meng Sheng and others who had been prepared for it still couldn't help but feel their scalps numb, and even their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

The deafening sound was far from what they used before, it was even several times stronger!

The moment the clear and thunderous bombing sound came, they clearly saw traces of white smoke coming out of the gun tip.

A shocking breath of death lingered, making everyone's scalp numb.

"Dead...dead?!!"

But before Meng Sheng could come to his senses, the trembling sounds of panic from the Mohist disciples could be heard in his ears.

He turned back sharply and his eyes fell on the elk.

And this glance instantly made Meng Sheng freeze on the spot, and even widened his eyes and opened his mouth.

The elk, which was still alive and kicking, had long since stopped breathing.

Above his left shoulder, there was a huge hole that penetrated his body.

The huge force of the shot directly shattered all the flesh near the wound.

Countless blood gushes out like a fountain.

You know, this elk is definitely not simple. Although it is not as tall as an ordinary war horse, it is still barely as tall as half a person.

Unexpectedly, the wound did not appear in fatal places such as the head and heart, but even so, it still took away its life!

With this alone, you can imagine how powerful the musket is!

But, this is not the point!

The most important thing is that they didn't even see how the musket hurt the elk!

What is it? !

What kind of tyrannical weapon can escape their eyes when it is pushed out of a musket? !

Grumpy Grumpy! ! !

Finally, when Meng Sheng reacted first, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva!

"With this magical weapon, the Great Zhou Dynasty will be in great demand!"

Just ten words are enough to show Meng Sheng's absolute recognition of the musket!

The other Mohist disciples who were watching also applauded as hard as they could!

This was the first time they saw the power of muskets, and this musket that could dominate the world was actually made by them!

Meng Sheng said back then that following Zhou Zheng, the Mohist family would surely regain its glory!

Now, they know better than anyone else that once this musket appears, the name of the Mohist family will be resounding throughout the world.

Even compared to Confucianism, it will have more appeal and deterrence.

After all, who in the world doesn’t know that a useless person is a scholar? !

In troubled times, the talents of Confucian scholars are useless.

And the power of Mohism will truly shine.

"The Great Week is in full swing!"

"The Great Week is in full swing!"

"The Great Week is in full swing!"

Everyone knelt down and worshiped Zhou Zheng in unison, their eyes and words full of excitement and excitement.

Even Zhou Ping, who had always been carefree, felt like a turbulent wave in his heart at this time, and the blood in his body was surging!

At this moment, he finally understood why Zhou Zheng was still calm and composed even though he seemed to be in a desperate situation!

Why is it that the Northern Territory is about to collapse? The princes and squires of the Great Zhou Dynasty are watching with cold eyes, but Zhou Zheng remains unmoved.

Because he has a secret weapon!

It's this musket!

The battle between soldiers and generals, armor protection!

However, Zhou Ping knew the position of Zhou Zheng's shot just now, and it was enough to break through the armor of ordinary soldiers!

As long as you rush into the enemy camp and fire a volley of spears, it will be a one-sided massacre!

So what if the other party is crowded with people ten times as big as yourself? !

I'll kill him with one shot!

"I, Zhou Zheng, on behalf of Great Zhou, would like to express my gratitude to the disciples of the Mohist School!"

Zhou Zheng retracted his spear, took a deep breath, then stepped back slightly on the soles of his feet, and bowed deeply towards Meng Sheng and others!

This bow is a heartfelt thank you!

Because, before this, Zhou Zheng had never really thought that they could refine a musket in just three months!

Even if it is still a little rough, it is still invincible in this world!

"If the great Zhou Dynasty survives, the people will be safe, and the borders will be stable, the Mohist family should take the lead!"

Zhou Zheng's words kept echoing.

It made the Mohist disciples have tears in their eyes and excitement in their hearts.

After so many years of silence, will the Mohist family finally shine in front of the world? !

"Big man, how many can you make in ten days?!"

After gathering his mood, Zhou Zheng's eyes flashed.

A musket is not enough.

"one thousand!"

Although I don’t know why the musket in Zhou Zheng’s hand is so powerful.

But Meng Sheng also knew the pressure in the northern land.

Gritting his teeth, he said the number one thousand.

With the existing materials and people, one thousand is already the limit among the limits.

"enough!"

"I leave this arduous task to you!"

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