Advanced weapons mean smaller sacrifices and greater chances of winning. Who wouldn't like it? Not to mention that in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, the application of gunpowder was crude, and close combat relied on the weapons of both sides.
.If we could use such mechanisms and sophisticated weapons to form an army, wouldn’t it be like flying into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun?
Wu Sangui, Li Chuang, and Dorgon all worked separately. They could unify the earth in a few days, and dominate the solar system in a week.
The black man was a little proud when he saw Lin Chong staring at his things with bright eyes. He picked off a small thing from the wall and handed it to Lin Chong. At the same time, he explained to him: "This kind of bow is small in size and light in weight. Even a woman can use it."
It can be easily pulled apart, but don't underestimate it because of that, the arrow it shoots is powerful enough to kill a person, not to mention, it has matching arrows that can be filled with various poisons."
Lin Chong listened with great interest. Although he was the king of a country now, it was not a peaceful era. How could a weak student have the ability to protect himself? This kind of bow and arrow was easy to carry and could not escape with one strike.
Time on the road can still be gained, and he has already begun to think about how to have fun with this black brother by himself.
The black man hung up his treasure carefully, as if treating his own son. He pulled out a dagger from the side. The dagger didn't look big, but it was surprisingly heavy in his hand. He motioned to Lin Chong to stand far away.
Lin Chong hurriedly retreated a lot, and saw the dagger in his hand suddenly stretched out, and instantly turned into a slender and sharp dagger. Lin Chong grabbed it and inspected it carefully.
This kind of thing that he had only seen in novels and movies did not expect that someone had made a prototype hundreds of years ago, which surprised him. However, there seemed to be no record of such a skilled craftsman in the late Ming Dynasty in history.
, logically speaking, his craftsmanship is enough to attract attention, and it should be recorded, but I have never remembered that there was such a person in the late Ming Dynasty.
Could it be that his arrival changed something? Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and thought of what Miss Rong said to him at the door of the darkroom: I won't let you kill him, but you insist on killing him. What else have you never done?
Something unexpected happened to me.
Who did she prevent Chongzhen from killing? Could it be the person in front of him? But if Chongzhen didn't listen to Miss Rong and insisted on killing this black man, how could he stand here well and still live so close to the palace?
?
He paused and thought stiffly of what the man said to him when they first met, as if asking him if he was surprised and scared when he saw the prisoner who was supposed to be executed.
Could he really be who the woman said he was? If he thought about it carefully, it was indeed her who guided him through the cemetery to find someone. Does her being locked up in a secret room have something to do with this? Did Chongzhen discover what he was supposed to do?
Is the dead prisoner still alive? Why does this person live in such a deserted place? Who is he hiding from, or is he waiting for someone? Who is this person in front of him? What kind of secret is hidden in him?
Lin Chong's eyes were still on this man, but his mind had already flown to nowhere. When he arrived, the black man was busy explaining this and that, and he didn't even notice that Lin Chong had already wandered away.
Lin Chong came back to his senses, looked at the excited black man seriously, and asked softly: "What's your name?"
The black man was suddenly interrupted and was a little dissatisfied. He seemed to be stunned for a while when he heard Lin Chong's question. It took him a long time to react: "My name is Jonathan."
"Jonathan?" Lin Chong thought of the chubby Neville Longbottom in "Harry Potter" who liked all kinds of strange creatures. He didn't know why, even though he suspected that he had a grudge against the person in front of him.
, it was still a big hatred. But in his heart, he was not as afraid and guarded as when he saw Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui, and even Wang Chengen could not be fully trusted in his heart.
But the man in front of me gave me an unprecedented sense of intimacy. Maybe it was because he was not in the whirlpool of the imperial court, or maybe he had watched too many American movies. Those strong black people in the movies were born to give people a sense of reliability.
Feel.
After walking around the room, Lin Chong sighed sincerely: "These things of yours could have saved the lives of countless soldiers on the battlefield, but now they can only be left in this room to collect dust. Isn't it a pity?"
Jonathan was silent for a moment, then shrugged indifferently: "I have nothing to do, just doing it for fun. These things have not been tested in practice. It is unknown if they are actually used on the battlefield and harm people's lives. And I don't want to put myself in this situation."
In a dangerous situation."
Lin Chong tentatively put forward his own idea: "What if it were me, what if I were willing to give you the opportunity to experiment with these things, and I was willing to provide you with a place and support you with manpower and material resources to continue your research?"
The black man Jonathan had a strange expression on his face. He was not unexcited. Some people actually believed that these things could change the world and save countless lives, instead of just treating them as murderous objects.
It's not that he is unmoved. After all, his own abilities are limited, and he is very nervous about materials and places. If the king of a country is willing to promise to support him to continue his research, of course it will be good.
However, he remembered that he had been favored by others and had vowed not to let these things appear in front of others. He hesitated for a while and still rejected Lin Chong's kindness.
"I am very grateful to His Majesty for your kindness, but I am very satisfied with the situation at hand and don't want to change anything." Lin Chong was a little disappointed. He felt that he should not have been wrong. When he offered to support Jonathan to continue his research, he clearly understood
I was very excited, but why did I reject myself?
After thinking about it, I came to the conclusion that he must have some concerns. If he wants these good things to come to his side, he must solve his concerns, but what are his concerns?
He tried to test his conjecture and pretended to ask accidentally: "Do you know that there is a girl Rong in the world who has excellent kung fu?"
Sure enough, the black man next to him froze for a moment when he heard what he said. After a long while, he slowly replied: "I don't know him, and I haven't heard of him."
That's it! The one who saved him was definitely Miss Rong, who had never seen the dragon before it came to an end. But he didn't know that Miss Rong had an unusual relationship with Emperor Chongzhen, let alone that Miss Rong was locked up in a dark room.
Thinking of this, he took a breath. If this big brother knew that his savior had been locked up in the dark room and turned into Mei Chaofeng, wouldn't he want to tear himself apart!