The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Cheerchen walked into Ayuqitaiji's white tent under the leadership of his servant. Ayuqi was sitting on the main seat and drinking butter tea, while Lama Gelug sat beside Ayuqi.

"You want to see me?" A Yuqi asked Chechen after taking a sip of butter tea. He didn't expect that this businessman was so young, about the same age as himself, that Ayuqi had some good feelings in his heart. But on the lips, Ayuqi is still acting like a business man.

"Yes." Cheerchen sat down like Ayuqi, and said: "My name is Alvar, the leader of the caravan. My partner Ingrid is a Swede. Prigit is hers. My compatriots, I hope to receive Taiji's grace to take Prijit home."

After listening to Chechen's words, Ayuqi put down the tea bowl. He looked at Cheerchen's face and kept turning the Buddhist beads in his hands. After a while, Ayuqi said: "No. Prigit is an important servant to my wife. She can weave exquisite fabrics, which is almost unmatched in the Khanate."

Seeing Ayuqi rejected him, Chechen became a little anxious. He leaped forward and lobbied Ayuqi: "Master Taiji, Prigit is just a servant who is good at embroidering, which is nothing for you. She has been with you for ten years, every day. Suffering from homesickness. I heard that you Kalmyks are from the far east and far away from your homeland. I think Master Taiji can understand the pain of Prigit."

After listening to Chechen's words, Lama Gelug behind Ayuqi proclaimed the Buddha's name loudly, and Ayuqi seemed to be a little loose.

Cheechen hit the railroad while it was hot: "Taiji, I won't take Prijit from you in vain. I'm willing to exchange a cart of salt and a cart of cloth for her from the caravan."

A cart of salt and a cart of cloth can already be exchanged for dozens of strong slaves, and Cheerchen has put out so many, it can be seen that he is extremely sincere.

But it was Cheerchen's extremely sincere words that aroused Ayuqi's suspicion. Because the businessmen that Ayuqi contacts are all those who value profit and despise righteousness, it doesn't seem like Cheerchen is an outlier who is helping others.

There was a trace of alertness on Ayuqi's face. He said, "Alvar, you know so much."

Cheer Chen woke up at this moment, he said a little too much. Immediately, Chechen said roundly: "I just listened to Prijit talking about it."

But since Ayuqi was suspicious, how could he let Chechen go so easily. He was going to give Chechen a try to see the details of this young man.

"Haha, it's rare for you to be so sincere." Ayuqi suddenly stood up from his position. He walked up to Chechen and said in a condescending manner: "Well, let me make a bet with you. If you win, I will take Puli How about Git for you?"

"What kind of bet is Taiji going to make?" Cheer Chen asked happily when Ayuqi was relieved.

"Let's bet on shooting. You and I fire a shot at a target 30 meters away. Whoever hits the heart on the target wins. What do you think?" A Yuqi stretched out his arm and gestured to shoot. Shooting pose.

"Just as Taiji said." Cheerchen agreed.

So the two came outside. Two Kalmyks followed Ayuqi's order and placed a target made of hay 30 meters away.

As the master, Ayuqi certainly shot first. I saw that he took a matchlock musketeer, skillfully loaded gunpowder and lead bullets, and then directed a shot at the target. The bullet did not hit the red heart, but it was not far away.

Cheerchen is next. Ayuqi handed the musket to Cheerchen, but Cheerchen didn't take it. Instead, he chose to use the pistol he had brought.

Caravans usually have weapons for self-defense, so Ayuqi doesn't care about Cheerchen's use of his pistol.

Cheerchen raised his hand and raised the gun, his eyes, hands, and the center of the gun were in a straight line, and then he pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit the bull's eye directly.

Both Ingrid and Prigit screamed for Cheerchen. Especially Prijit, because she had already learned from Cheerchen that this shot was related to her own destiny.

Cheerchen was also very satisfied with himself. He was about to say thank you to Ayuqi. Suddenly, Ayuqi yelled, "Get him down for me!"

As soon as Ayuqi's words fell, the two samurai pounced on Cheerchen and pressed him to the ground, who was caught off guard. Fatima stretched her hand to her back and wanted to go forward to rescue, but Cheechen stopped her with her eyes.

After being pushed to the ground, Cheechen raised his head and asked innocently, "Taiji, why is this?"

Ayuqi sternly said: "Don't be fooled! You said you are a businessman, but your marksmanship is so good, obviously disguised by soldiers. Besides, aren't all of your merchants open to money? How are you willing to use it? Two carts of supplies for a woman?"

Only then did Cheer Chen understand where he had revealed his flaws. He cried secretly in his heart, but he insisted on his lips: "I am wronged, Taiji. I am willing to use two carts of supplies to redeem Prigitt because of her husband who died ten years ago in Stockholm, Sweden. There is money. When Prigit returns, she is the heir to that property, and she promised to give me half of the property. That's why I am so generous. As for why I am so accurate in marksmanship, I am honest. , Master Taiji, if you use my gun, you can also shoot the heart."

"Oh?" Hearing Cheerchen said that he didn't hit the shot accurately because of the weapon, Ayuqi took the pistol that Cheerchen used in confusion.

"Taiji might as well use my gun." Cheechchen said.

"Okay, I'll try yours." Ayuqi said.

Ayuqi filled the pistol with gunpowder and lead bullets. He aimed at the bullseye and fired a shot. Sure enough, this time he also hit the bullseye.

This surprised Ayuqi. He didn't expect this short pistol to be so much better than his long barrel matchlock. Ayuqi took the smoking pistol in his hand and carefully played with it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ couldn't help thinking, "Is it really a problem with the gun."

"Taiji," Chechen explained: "The matchlock you just used was bought from Tsarist Russia. To be honest, the firearms produced by Tsarist Russia are the worst in Europe. Not only are they inaccurate, they are also very Heavy. My pistol is produced in the Republic of Poland. It has rifled lines on it, so the accuracy is much higher than that of your matchlock."

"What is rifling?"

"Taiji, the rifling is a concave-convex pattern carved into the barrel of the gun. Its function is to give the bullet the ability to rotate, so that the bullet can maintain the predetermined direction after it is out of the bore. Have you ever hit the top? The principle is similar to that. "

"I see."

After listening to Chechen's explanation, A Yuqi's mind showed the spinning top.

A Yuqi's suspicion was half gone first, and he looked at the barrel again, and sure enough, there were uneven lines inside.

Ayuqi ordered Cheer Chen to let go. As for the pistol, A Yuqi stuck it in his belt, and there was no intention of returning the object to the original owner.

Seeing this, Cheerchen certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to ask for it. He moved his sprained arm, and then said to Ayuqi: "Taiji, since your weapon is not good, I can't win, why don't we compete again?"

Ayuqi had just been greedy for Chechen's pistol, and it would be hard for him to look down on him again. He said to Cheerchen: "No, if you lose, you lose. I accept the bet. Prigit is yours. The two carts of supplies. No, all the supplies you bring will be doubled at the price. Buy."

Seeing that Ayuqi did this thing simply and neatly, Chechen couldn't help but sincerely thank him, "Thank you Taiji."

On the side, Prigit hugged Ingrid, and the poor woman who had been away from home for ten years was finally able to go home.