Xiang Kunlun suddenly became like a child and carried the musket behind his back to prevent Zhuge Liang from seeing it.
"I wonder what surprise Kong Ming has prepared for Xiang?"
Zhuge Liang turned slightly sideways and pointed at the repeating crossbow on the table.
"My lord, please take a look."
I saw something about eight inches long and in the shape of a semicircle, placed on the table.
Xiang Kunlun's eyes lit up. Could this be the legendary Zhuge Liannu
In his mind, this thing is also called Yuan Rong Crossbow.
It can fire ten arrows at a time and has very strong firepower, but its size and weight are too large to be used by individual soldiers. It is mainly used to defend cities and camps.
Ten arrows are called a flock of crows, and one arrow is called a flying spear, so this thing is also called "Jishan Crossbow" by the people.
Zhuge Liang knew that Xiang Kunlun was a modern man, so he was not surprised that he was not surprised.
"My lord, Kong Ming sees the excitement on your face. Have you seen this thing before?"
Xiang Kunlun nodded without hesitation and told Zhuge Liang that this thing had been lost later.
“It’s really eye-opening for Xiang to see the legendary Liannu!”
"Kong Ming, you really deserve to be the great inventor of this era!"
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly, knowing that his little skill was nothing more than that in Xiang Kunlun's opinion.
But Xiang Kunlun doesn't think so.
Every era has its legends.
During the Three Kingdoms period, it was already a miracle that Zhuge Liang could make such a thing.
"My lord," Zhuge Liang had already noticed Xiang Kunlun's hands behind his back, "can you let Kong Ming see what my lord has brought?"
Xiang Kunlun took out what he had in his hand.
Zhuge Liang was greatly surprised and looked carefully.
The thing in front of him was a long tube, and there was a handle-like thing in Xiang Kunlun's hand.
If you get closer and smell it, you can smell a little bit of sulfur and saltpeter.
Zhuge Liang hesitated: "Is this gunpowder in it?"
Xiang Kunlun placed the musket on the table next to the serial crossbow.
"Here, let me introduce you formally. This thing is called a musket."
"Musket?"
Zhuge Liang only knew that something like this only existed in the Western Regions, and it was said to be magical.
As for the authenticity, no one knows.
But now such a weapon was made by Xiang Kunlun.
Zhuge Liang sighed sincerely: "My lord, it's a pity that Kong Ming doesn't have this fate, otherwise I really want to know what the world my lord lives in is like."
Xiang Kunlun also felt a little regretful. If a genius like Zhuge Liang were born in modern times, he would definitely be the most awesome person in the world.
"It's okay. I'll tell you slowly when I get the chance."
Zhuge Liang smiled faintly, feeling regretful, but not jealous or unwilling.
As the saying goes, live in the moment.
How can a person as transparent as him not understand the truth
"Lord," Zhuge Liang observed the musket carefully, "the power of this musket is very amazing. But, I don't know what the disadvantages are?"
He clearly knows that as long as it is a weapon, there will be good and bad.
Just like the repeating crossbow he made, it has strong firepower, but the disadvantage is that it is too heavy.
Xiang Kunlun nodded: "The power of the musket is greater than that of the serial crossbow, but its actual combat effect is not as good as that of the serial crossbow. I was worried about this, but now the problem has been solved."
When Xiang Kunlun saw Zhuge Liannu, his thoughts instantly broadened.
Both weapons have their own pros and cons, so let's learn from each other's strengths and make them cooperate with each other.
Zhuge Liang also understood what Xiang Kunlun meant, and shook his feather fan lightly: "My lord, if we let the musket and the crossbow cooperate, in battle, it will be a lethal weapon in the world!"
Xiang Kunlun also lamented that when these two things work together, their ferocity is even higher than that of Blood Drops.
By then, sooner or later, there will be a battle, and there will be mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.
Xiang Kunlun looked into the distance, hoping that this day would come soon, but also hoping that this day would never come.
However, this matter is far from his having the final say.
"Kong Ming, pass on the order! Keep the manufacturing formulas of repeating crossbows and muskets strictly and manufacture them in large quantities."
After a pause, Xiang Kunlun thought that the manufacturing process of muskets was more difficult than that of repeating crossbows, and accidents were prone to occur during the manufacturing process.
"Wait a minute! Make large quantities of repeating crossbows and small quantities of muskets. When the time comes, we will focus on coordination."
Counting the time, winter is coming soon.
The weather is getting colder day by day, and I don’t know when a heavy snow will come quietly.
Xiang Kunlun was wearing only a single piece of clothing and thinking about the future.
Sun Shangxiang walked in at some point and gently put a cloak on him.
"Husband, what are you thinking about?"
Xiang Kunlun came to his senses, took off his cloak, stretched out his long arms, and put it on Sun Shangxiang.
"I'm not cold, but you are, your little face is turning red from the cold."
Sun Shangxiang snuggled next to Xiang Kunlun, feeling his strong heartbeat.
"Xiang'er, we are preparing enough troops and weapons now. Once winter comes, we will immediately launch troops to attack Cao's thieves."
Sun Shangxiang just listened to him quietly without interrupting.
"Are you afraid?"
Hearing Xiang Kunlun ask this, Sun Shangxiang smiled.
"With you here, Xiang'er is not afraid of anything."
After one month. Winter comes.
Zhuge Liang observed the stars at night: "Master, according to the hexagrams and combined with the stars, it will definitely snow tomorrow."
Xiang Kunlun knew clearly that Zhuge Liang was a good observer of the sky.
Since he said it will snow, it will.
"Okay!" Xiang Kunlun stood up, "Gather your troops! When it snows tomorrow, it's time to attack Cao's thieves!"
Everyone stayed up all night.
Xiang Kunlun has prepared everything he needs.
Xu Chu frowned and asked Guo Jia: "Military advisor, what do you think, my lord? Raising troops when it snows is really not good for us!"
He knew that even if he could catch Cao Cao by surprise, in such a harsh environment, it would be equivalent to killing a thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred.
Guo Jia shook his head. This time, Xiang Kunlun didn't even tell him.
"Don't be impatient. My lord must have a deep meaning in doing this. Don't you still believe me?"
Xu Chu naturally believed it, but he was also worried about the war and came to report late at night.
"My lord, the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, making it difficult to fight. Zhongkang thinks it is not conducive to sending troops."
He also said that in previous wars, no one would choose this time to take action.
Xiang Kunlun yawned, knowing that Xu Chu was also thinking about him.
"Don't worry, you'll find out tomorrow."
The sun crossed the horizon and revealed its first rays of light.
Zhuge Liang's words are simply 100 times more accurate than weather forecasts.
Heavy snow like goose feathers was falling one after another.
After a while, the ground was covered with pure white.
Xiang Kunlun gave an order, and several soldiers took out the artifact-the iron chariot.
(End of chapter)