After artillery training entered normalization, Wei Zheng left the training ground and entered the weapon manufacturer where the hot air rushes people.

Of course, there were more than a dozen soldiers carrying things after Wei Zheng entering the weapons workshop.

Although he looked tired in front of him, Wang Tiezhong, who was energetic from the perspective of his spirit, said with an excited expression: "Master Wang, I am here to thank you..."

"Without the hundreds of guns created by your manufacturing factory working overtime, our Tiger and Leopard Army would not have been able to win this anti-encirclement and suppression battle. Not only that, we will fall into the hands of the Tartars and become Tartar slaves again..."

Although the Tiger and Leopard Army was not recognized by the court, no matter what, Wei Zheng had supreme authority in the Tiger and Leopard Army, and no one in the Tiger and Leopard Army could provoke it.

In Wang Tiezhong's eyes, as the highest commander of the Tiger and Leopard Army, no matter how good Wei Zheng was, he could not bow to his subordinates. Because this behavior was definitely ridiculed by literati in the Ming Dynasty, which advocated Confucianism and ruled the country.

So, facing Wei Zheng's thanks, Wang Tiezhong was stunned for half a minute, but still didn't react.

It was not until his subordinates reminded him that he fell to the ground with a nervous look on his face and said to Wei Zheng.

"General, these are all things we should do... Without generals, you, without tigers and leopards, we are still slaves in the hands of the Tartars, living a life worse than pigs and dogs... So, these things are all things we should do, and you are grateful to us as generals."

Wei Zheng nodded, helped Wang Tiezhong up and said, "Master Wang, come here today. In addition to expressing your gratitude to you and all the brothers in the manufacturing factory, there is another important thing for you to help..."

"Please give me instructions that as long as I, Wang Tiezhong and the entire manufacturing factory can do it, I will do it at all costs..."

Wei Zheng did not answer, but ordered to the back of him: "Pick up the things and let the king take a look first..."

"Yes, General..."

More than a dozen soldiers following Wei Zheng quickly piled up bundles of convex guns wrapped in seizures of Tartar tents in front of the two of them.

At Wei Zheng's instructions, after opening the wrapped tent, a group of melee guns that emitted a cold light under the sun appeared in front of Wang Tiezhong like magic.

After being able to see the combs again in his lifetime, Wang Tiezhong, who was born in a craftsman, quickly felt excitement from the bottom of his heart.

He picked up a clamp from the ground and started to appreciate it.

However, when the convex gun was held in Wang Tiezhong's hand, Wang Tiezhong's excited facial expression was quickly replaced by solemnity.

He gave Wei Zheng a blunt answer: "General, these mesh guns are scrap made by cutting corners. The barrel is too thin and will explode at most three guns and cannot be used at all..."

After saying that, Wang Tiezhong was like throwing garbage, throwing it into a pile of coercion under his feet.

Wang Tiezhong could see the quality of the pile of coercines under his feet at a glance, which was enough to show that Wang Tiezhong, the blacksmith, had built coercines before. Otherwise, Wang Tiezhong would not have felt so strong about coercines. Just weighing them in his hand, he could tell the quality of these coercines...
Chapter completed!