He ran to the human-shaped wooden stake like crazy and took a look.

What a musket!

The bullets hit the wooden stakes.

What a powerful musket!

He ran to Zhu Qizhu like crazy again, stretched out his hand and said tremblingly: "Can you show me?"

Zhu Qizhe put the new musket into his hand without hesitation and solemnly introduced: "This gun is called Crazy God."

Bi Maokang took the crazy god, stroked it carefully with his trembling hands, carefully opened the cover of the gun, and then pulled the trigger as if he was rubbish.

Sizzling, as the small iron wheel rotated, a tiny spark came out.

He stared at the twinkling sparks in a daze, his face full of obsession.

What a clever design!

What a great workmanship!

What an advanced flintlock rifle!

I don't know how many times more advanced than he imagined.

With this kind of musket, the Ming Dynasty will surely be invincible in the world!
Chapter completed!