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Chapter 229 The prince of the Song Dynasty should be like a tiger and a dragon, not a sheep!

Zhao Ji walked up to Chen Gui, took the flintlock smoothbore musket he had loaded with the new loading method, and held it in his hand.

"Someone, please replace the three porcelain bowls that I just shot and smashed with intact ones."

"According to the decree."

…………

Zhao Ji looked at the viewing platform. He held his musket and stepped back more than thirty steps.

He had already arrived at the railing at the back of the high platform.

Everyone was confused: before, Zhao Guan's family had fired at the railing at the front of the viewing platform, a hundred steps away from the shooting target.

Now, Zhao Guan's family has retreated so far to the backstage. Do Zhao Guan's family want to shoot at a distance of about 130 steps?

Zhao Ji shouted:

"You separate into two columns and move to the side. I want to test-fire this gun here!"

Prince Zhao Huan, King Yun Zhao Kai, King Kang Zhao Gou, and Liang Shicheng retreated to stand beside Zhao Ji.

Chen Gui, Li Ji and the rest followed Zhao Guan's order, divided into two columns, and almost reached the left and right railings of the huge viewing platform.

When Zhao Ji saw that everyone had given way to him, he set up his flintlock musket, opened the safety, and began to aim at the target.

Liang Shicheng was frightened and glanced at Prince Zhao Huan.

Zhao Huan understood and knelt down and said:

"My father, as the Supreme Being, should put safety first! This gun has just been loaded with ammunition using a new loading method. If my father has not tested it with the musketeers, wouldn't it be dangerous for my father to use this gun?"

Huh?"

Zhao Ji is still confident about the safety of this flintlock smoothbore musket.

What's more, even if this kind of gun explodes, it will really kill him.

What's more, Zhao Ji saw that among the princes, Zhao Huan, Zhao Kai and Zhao Gou, who should be the most promising, were actually cowards!

Now, he was not just trying out the power, range and accuracy of this flintlock smoothbore musket after adopting the new loading method.

He wanted to show these three cheap sons his bravery and domineering power as a descendant of the Zhao family of the Song Dynasty royal family!

Zhao Ji said coldly:

"Huan'er is the crown prince of the Song Dynasty.

How can you be so timid?

He was just shooting at a porcelain bowl in the distance. How could he be so hesitant and afraid of both the east and the west?

Huan'er, step aside.

After I shoot, it's your turn!"

Zhao Huan was so frightened that his heart was shaken.

Zhao Huan, who had always obeyed and dared not disobey his father, listened to the order and stepped aside in despair.

After Zhao Huan's remonstrance was fruitless and he got frustrated,

Naturally, King Yun Zhao Kai, King Kang Zhao Gou and others did not dare to come forward to remonstrate.



Zhao Ji opened the safety of the flintlock musket as before,

Then, he prepared the gun, took aim, and clicked the trigger.

There was a "bang" gunshot!

A puff of black smoke came from the muzzle of the gun.

In an instant, five of the rows of porcelain bowls more than 130 steps away were shattered by shotguns.

The soldiers near the wooden stake and porcelain bowl target shouted:

"The emperor's magic shot shattered five porcelain bowls with one shot!"

Zhao Ji showed off his superb marksmanship again in front of everyone.

This again attracted a chorus of praise from the prince, officials and soldiers:

"The emperor's divine shot, long live my emperor..."

Those who are ignorant of the Taoism all think that the Zhao Guan family's marksmanship is really good.

People who can see his skills, such as the firearms manufacturing envoy Chen Gui, deputy envoy Li Ji, and representatives of the craftsmen in the firearms manufacturing workshop,

They all analyzed in their minds that this time Zhao Guan's shot was more than 130 steps away from the target. Not only was it able to hit the target, it also broke two more porcelain bowls than the previous shot from a hundred steps away.

This is all thanks to the Zhao Guanjia who proposed and improved the method of loading muskets, and ushered in a qualitative leap!

They rejoiced and shouted from the bottom of their hearts:

"The emperor's divine shot, long live my emperor..."

Zhao Ji raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

Everyone immediately shut their mouths and looked up at Zhao Guan's house with admiring eyes.

Zhao Ji handed the gun to Chen Gui, the firearms manufacturer, and asked him to use the same method to fill the gun with ammunition.

When Chen Gui quickly filled the gun with ammunition, he presented the musket with both hands.

Zhao Ji pointed his finger at the frightened prince Zhao Huan who was standing next to him, and said:

"Huan'er, take the gun!"

"Huh?!" Zhao Huan exclaimed, and immediately said in fear:

"My son... I obey the order."

Although Zhao Huan said he was obeying the order, his steps forward seemed particularly heavy and reluctant.

The social atmosphere of the Song Dynasty, which valued literature over martial arts, also invisibly influenced the prince Zhao Huan to prefer literature and dislike martial arts.

Zhao Huan frowned and took the flintlock musket from Chen Gui's hand.

Zhao Ji could see that Prince Zhao Huan was trembling slightly with fear since he took the gun in his hand.

He asked angrily: "Huan'er, it's your first time to shoot with a gun, are you afraid?"

Zhao Huan was trembling and stammered in reply: "My son... I'm a little... a little scared."

"Humph!" Zhao Ji said angrily:

"The sons of Wanyan Aguda of the Jin Kingdom are all brave and ferocious, like jackals.

How can my prince be a sheep?!"

When Prince Zhao Huan saw his father's anger, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and kowtowed...

Zhao Ji shouted angrily:

"The prince of the Song Dynasty should be a dragon and a tiger, not a sheep!"

King Yun Zhao Kai and King Kang Zhao Gou also knelt down and said one after another:

"My son, please remember your father's teachings!"

"My son, I will remember my father's teachings, and I will continue to strive for self-improvement and be as strong as a tiger!"

Zhao Ji knew that the three princes kneeling in front of him, whether they were Zhao Huan, Zhao Kai, or Zhao Gou, were actually quite timid.

However, he will use his advantage as a time traveler to try to shape the three people who are currently the best among the many princes into 'dragons' and 'tigers' who can suppress the princes of the Jin Kingdom!

Zhao Ji issued an order: "Chen Gui, teach the prince how to shoot!"

Chen Gui immediately knelt down to accept the order and said: "I obey the order."



Under Chen Gui's step-by-step guidance, Prince Zhao Huan walked to the front railing of the viewing platform a hundred steps away from the target porcelain bowl, and set up his flintlock musket with trembling hands...

Everyone present is waiting to see.

Especially those thirty musketeers who originally planned to perform a shooting performance at a distance of eighty paces were so shocked by Zhao Guanjia's powerful marksmanship just now that they have not yet recovered.

Now, they saw that the prince wanted to shoot again, and they didn't know when it would be their turn to perform.

They feel like they have no sense of existence!

Prince Zhao Huan turned on the safety of the musket according to the traditional method. Then, he imitated the way his father used to shoot and aim...

However, his hands continued to tremble slightly.

Zhao Huan frowned, gritted his teeth and struck with the board.

"Bang" sound,

muzzle,

fire bursts,

Black smoke drifts away...




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