Summon players, rebuild Dawei

Usually after lunch, Jiang Shu would rest for a while before working, but today, because Zhang Zifang promised to go to the military camp to watch the matchlock shooting practice, he asked someone to prepare a bullock cart outside the main entrance, and planned to go to the military camp first.

But before he reached the gate of the government office, he was stopped by Qin Shang who hurried over in the corridor.

"I received a submission this morning. The plot of the story is peculiar and novel, but it is difficult to decide for some reason. I don't know whether it should be approved or not. I have to ask the governor to judge."

Jiang Shuxin thought it would not take much effort to read an article, so he took the manuscript and read it. After reading the beginning, he had a sense of seeing a colleague. When he turned to the end and saw the pen name, it really was "Ott Mante slow".

This guy actually came to contribute, which is really unexpected!

After reading the manuscript of the third chapter, Jiang Shu understood what Qin Shang was hesitating after reading it.

This article does not involve politics, nor does it mention any sensitive things. As for the colloquial writing, it is not a big problem. As long as the story is novel and attractive enough, these editors can help modify the words and sentences. The only problem is that it is mentioned in it. ghost army.

Although the story has not yet officially unfolded, as far as the existing plot is concerned, it is certain that the ghost army as the protagonist will be endowed with some fantasy ghosts and gods.

It can be predicted that once such a story spreads, even if there is a reminder that "everything is purely fictitious", some people will still link their Flying Eagles with the ghost army in the story, and even associate the existence of this army with demons. change.

Jiang Shu frowned slightly. After all, the Flying Eagles are a regular army. Although such terrifying rumors can deter the enemy, it may also make the people on their own side fear the players wearing black masks.

Of course, everything has its opposite. If the novel is written well enough, it might not be impossible to establish a righteous and tall heroic image for the Ghost Army.

"Your Majesty," Qin Shang saw that he was embarrassed, and suggested, "Why don't you let Mr. Ao change the name and external description of the Ghost Army?"

Jiang Shu shook his head without hesitation. He is also a novel writer himself, and he knows that being forced to change the settings is too easy to reduce his enthusiasm for writing. For example, Long Te'ao, the 3-minute hot pit king, asked him to change the settings. I will never see his submissions again.

Perhaps because he was anxious to do other things, Jiang Shu was inevitably a little impatient, and couldn't make a decision for a while, so he said, "I'll ask Juncheng to ask his thoughts, and I'll tell you tomorrow whether I pass or not."

Qin Shang naturally had no objection, he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Laofu is worried."

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After a little delay on the road, Zhang Zifang and Bu Jingyun were already waiting at the school grounds when they arrived at the barracks.

Walking into the school grounds, the surrounding soldiers have been emptied, and several human-shaped targets are erected in the distance, with several circles drawn on the head, chest and abdomen.

Ning Chengzhen and Lanlong are the test shooters. Ning Chengzhen knows how to use a gun, and Lanlong is just learning it. The two of them test together to see the power and effect of the matchlock gun.

After Jiang Shu arrived at the scene, the shooting drill officially started.

Ning Chengzhen and Lan Long each carried a matchlock gun and began to prepare for shooting.

Skillfully perform the operations of pouring, charging, pressing the fire, and loading the ammunition. After loading the matchlock, the preparatory work is also completed.

Then, following Bu Jingyun's order, the two opened the fire door cover at the same time, lit the matchlock, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger to shoot.

Two shots fired, and the results of the first round of shooting came out quickly. Ning Chengzhen hit the 7th ring, and Lanlong missed the target.

In the second round, Ning Cheng predicted 8 rings, and Lanlong missed the target.

In the third round, Ning Chengzhen hit the 10th ring in the center, and Blue Dragon finally hit the edge of the target and shot a 6th ring.

"Damn it, the target is so far away that you can't even see it clearly, how could you aim it right?" Blue Dragon cursed, blushing.

Ning Chengzhen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's the first time to shoot, it's not bad."

"Go away, I am not a brother to the person who shoots the ten rings, I am not worthy."

"..."

Jiang Shu also felt that the targets were far away. After a while, he asked Bu Jingyun who came back with two matchlock guns, "How far are the three targets?"

"The first round is 100 meters, the second round is 120 meters, and the third round is 150 meters."

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, 150 meters, which is twice as far as ordinary bows and arrows. Sure enough, crossbow arrows are the long-distance attack weapon on the battlefield.

After watching the shooting drill, several people went to Bu Jingyun's barracks to discuss specific matters related to matchlock guns.

Zhang Zifang put the two guns flat on the desk, and Jiang Shu sat in front of the desk, picked up a matchlock gun and looked at it carefully.

The gun that has just been used for a long time still smells of gunpowder, a dangerous smell that reminds people of cruel and terrifying pictures unconsciously.

"How many matchlock guns have been made so far?" He asked Zhang Zifang beside him.

"There are only these two at present." Zhang Zifang replied, and then explained, "The barrel of the matchlock gun must be made of fine iron, and the inner wall must be drilled and ground to be smooth and straight, so that it will not burst when used. The same is true for other parts including projectiles. , It requires very precise and meticulous craftsmanship, which is still relatively difficult to achieve now. We can only manually study and polish a little bit, so it takes a long time. This gun alone took the craftsman nearly Two months to make."

"So, mass production is impossible?"

"When Zhu Ming's factory is completed, there may be hope." Zhang Zifang smiled lightly, and mentioned Zhu Ming by the way, "He has roughly selected the construction site of an industrial park and is doing a detailed survey there. Will probably be back in a while.”

Jiang Shu nodded. Although he can know where Zhu Ming is through the map, but the other party does not go to the forum, and there is no player record around him. He really doesn't know what the other party is doing every day, so he can only rely on Zhang Zifang to contact him occasionally. .

"The Fujun will use these two guns first. After a while, I will ask the craftsmen to make two more for the Fujun to equip a guard." Zhang Zifang said.

When Jiang Shu heard this, she refused without thinking, "It's a pity to have such a powerful weapon by my side. I stay in the mansion all day, and there is no danger. It is more suitable for defending the city."

Zhang Zifang shook his head, and said in an unquestionable tone: "As the prefect, your safety is the most important thing. No danger in the past does not mean there will be no danger in the future. Just in case, it is necessary to have a few guards with guns in the mansion."

Bu Jingyun agreed: "If the Lord Fu trusts me, you can send your guards here to receive marksmanship training."

Jiang Shu raised his eyebrows and looked at the two of them in surprise.

From the attitudes they revealed when they persuaded him just now, he was keenly aware that some underlying things were faintly changing.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

As if knowing what he had learned, Zhang Zifang said in a lower voice than usual: "Master Fu, have you ever thought about it, the current wars are raging everywhere, once the court is unreliable, how will those of us who follow you gain a foothold in the world?"

After being quiet for a while, Jiang Shu replied, "What happens now is what will happen in the future."

Zhang Zifang shook his head: "It's not enough just to be like this now."

Jiang Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had predicted what the other party would say next.

He could only think of one possibility for someone who needed a guard with a gun.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhang Zifang said in a serious tone: "You also need to have ambitions. This kind of ambition can be ambitions for power and fame, or ambitions for helping the world. Only when you pursue something can we be loyal. Your reason."

Jiang Shu remained calm, but there was an invisible flame shaking in his heart.

He looked at Zhang Zifang with calm and calm eyes for a while, and then looked at Bu Jingyun with a serious expression beside him.

There is no doubt that the two of them plus Zhu Ming actually belong to a third-party force, a force that does not exist here.

Zhang Zifang has always been very casual before, completely like a boss who just came to experience the game, such as weapon manufacturing and planning strategies, they are just some small things that are done by hand, and now his attitude has suddenly changed, it must not be for no reason of.

Could it be that after analyzing the current situation of Great Wei, the country has already seen the chaotic situation where the heroes competed for the throne, so they selected him as the object of support early on, and they want to assist him to sit on the throne of the monarch?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu's heart suddenly started beating wildly, he frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Zifang: "Why?"

Zhang Zifang stroked his beard and replied, "No one is more suitable than you."

Bu Jingyun nodded.

Jiang Shu was silent. He has always been the one pushed away by fate. He thought that the farthest future would be to become a member of the pack. Now Zhang Zifang's words obviously want him to start to control and arrange his own destiny. An unusual fate that belongs exclusively to the emperor.

"To help the world?" He murmured, and the follow-up plot of the original novel flowed in his mind.

In the troubled times, it is not that Wei Guo did not have heroic generals and outstanding leaders, but there is no one who can fight in front of the protagonist. Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is indeed no better choice than him playing in person.

Could it be that he really wants to hand over the world to that boy Xing Sang?

Then he is afraid that he will live in regret for the rest of his life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu suddenly felt that his hesitation was a bit ridiculous.

The person he trusts the most has always been himself, and he has no second choice at all. Even if he doesn't make a decision now, he may still take this path in the future.

That being the case, instead of being pushed by fate, it is better to control fate in your own hands, start preparations early, and gain more chances of winning and capital.

This is an all-out gamble. If he loses, he will not only lose his wealth and life alone, so he is determined not to lose.

As for ambition, he doesn't want too much power and money, and the country and society are too general. If you must set a goal, then rebuild the Great Wei.

This world was founded by him, and if it becomes torn apart in the future, it should be rebuilt by him.

Once he figured it out, there was nothing to worry about. Jiang Shu raised his head and smiled shallowly at the two people in front of him.

It's just that there is no haze and a transparent smile, without any more words, both Zhang Zifang and Bu Jingyun have noticed the change in his mood.

Zhang Zifang raised the corner of his mouth, stroked the beard on his lips and asked, "In private, can you call the Lord your lord?"

Jiang Shu nodded in acquiescence, and then said slowly in a gentle voice: "The county guards do need to undergo training, and guns and ammunition also need to be rebuilt. There is a long way to go. From now on, I will thank you for your advice."