"Mr. Ulihan..." Gabriel said with an impatient look on his face, "You're not ready yet... Does it take so long to use this weapon?"

"I'm not very good at using muskets." Wulihan said with a bitter smile, "I'm just good at using it, but I'm far from being proficient. Please wait a little longer."

"It's okay, Sir Ulihan." El smiled, "Please take your time, we are not in a hurry."

At this time, Ullihan and El were not far from the Kovo Mutual Market, ready to watch Ullihan demonstrate how to use the musket.

Ullihan was preparing to launch the musket while explaining the use of the musket to El and others.

"To use a musket, you need a match rope."

After saying that, Wulihan handed a long rope to El and the three of them.

Camille took the lead and took the long rope, then put it to her nose and smelled it.

"Is this... vinegar?" Camille hesitated, "Is this match rope made of linen rope?"

"Yes. That's right." Wulihan nodded, "This match rope is made of flax rope and then boiled with vinegar. After doing this, the match rope will burn more slowly."

"The principle of this musket is to use a burning match rope to ignite gunpowder. The gunpowder explodes with powerful force and shoots out the projectiles in the barrel."

"Did you see this?" Ulihan pointed to the metal hook on the musket in his hand towards the three Els. "One end of this metal hook holds the match rope. When firing, the metal is bent by hand.

The hook pushes against the fire door, causing the igniting match rope to ignite the gunpowder inside, and then shoot out the projectiles in the barrel."

Gunpowder, gun barrel, projectiles... nouns that none of El and the three of them had heard of came out of Ullihan's mouth one after another.

The three Els looked at Ullihan dumbfounded.

"Hahaha..." Wulihan smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I talked too much, I'd better just demonstrate it for you."

Ulihan manipulated the musket in his hand with extremely unskilled movements that even people like El and others who knew nothing about muskets could see.

When Ulihan was playing with the musket in his hand, El and the others discovered that the structure of the musket was far more complicated than they imagined.

Wulihan hurriedly opened a lid and poured out a strange-smelling black powder.

Then he took out a thin stick and a thumb-sized ball, stuffed the ball into the hole at the top of the musket, and then used the thin stick to reach into the hole of the musket and poke it in.

Poke.

Wulihan fiddled with the musket for a long time before finally speaking:

"Okay! It's finally done and ready to shoot!"

"Mr. Ulihan, this is too slow!" Gabriel couldn't help complaining.

"This is one of the reasons why I said this musket is scrap metal...Okay, I'm going to start shooting. You guys watch, I'll shoot this tree. The range of this musket is only 100 meters.

So I can only use this tree as a target."

After that, Wulihan took a squatting posture and pointed the hole at the top of the musket at the big tree about a hundred meters away from them. He closed his left eye, aimed with his right eye, and pointed his right index finger

Change the trigger position of the musket.

subsequently

Bang!!

There was an extremely loud sound that the three Els had never heard before.

It was the first time for El and the other three people to hear such a sound, and they were all startled by the sound.

After this astonishing sound, faint green smoke began to emit from the hole at the top of the musket in Wulihan's hand.

"Is the launch completed?" Kamil asked Ullihan.

"Well, the launch is over."

After hearing what Wulihan said, the three of them all turned their attention to the big tree that Wulihan had just pointed at.

There were no signs of anything being shot on the big tree.

"Mr. Ulihan?" Camille couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you say you shot him out?"

"...Well, it was shot, but...it missed the target and didn't hit the tree."

"Miss, missed the target?!" Gabriel exclaimed, "How can such a big target miss at such a distance?!"

"well……"

Wulihan sighed softly: "The range of the musket is only 100 meters, and the accuracy is also very low. The probability of missing the target is ridiculously high, so when I shot this tree just now, I was already prepared to miss the target.

"

"Mr. Ulihan... this musket is... so useless!" Gabriel looked at the musket in Ulihan's hand with an expression as if he was looking at shit, "The reloading speed is slow, and the range is not very long.

The accuracy is extremely poor, what is the use of such a weapon? There is no crossbow yet! If you use this piece of scrap metal once, others can shoot dozens of arrows and turn you into a hedgehog!"

"That's why I said this weapon is scrap metal... Even the most skilled shooter can only shoot 2 or 3 rounds per minute because of the slow rate of fire, poor accuracy, and various other factors.

For various reasons, even in the country of origin, Qing, people in Qing don’t like to use it.”

Wulihan sighed softly.

"It seems that it is too early for my son to take over the family business. The first time I asked him to buy goods, he came back with a lot of junk..."

"Don't be discouraged, Mr. Ulihan." Kamil comforted Ulihan, "It's normal to make mistakes. Your son is still young and there is still a lot of room for growth."

"Yes, yes." Gabriel answered, "This musket is not entirely made of scrap metal. For example... it can be used for decoration! Although this musket is useless on the battlefield, it has a long

It’s pretty good-looking, so you can use it as a decoration at home!”

"Gabriel..." Camille was speechless, "If you don't know how to comfort others, don't comfort others forcibly. What you just said was really stupid..."

"Hahahaha!" Wulihan laughed heartily at this time, "Thank you for your comfort. What Lord Gailan just said actually makes sense. Although this musket is of no use on the battlefield, it is used as a decoration.

It's still qualified. Let's do this. I'll give each of the three of you a musket. Hang it on the wall and it can be used as wall decoration."

As soon as Wulihan finished speaking, El, who had been silent since just now, suddenly said:

"I'm sorry, Lord Wulihan, can you please use this musket again? This time, I'll hit you closer. I want to see how powerful the musket is."

El, who usually always had the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a gentle smile on his face, now rarely put away the smile that usually hung on his face and looked at Ullihan with a very serious expression.

"Ah?" Ulihan, who rarely saw El with a serious face, was slightly frightened by the sudden seriousness of El, "That's fine."

After saying that, Wulihan squatted down again and began to play with the musket in his hand again, preparing to fire again.

When Ullihan was preparing to launch again, Gabriel and Camille came to El's side.

"El, what's wrong?" Gabriel asked in a low voice to El, "Are you very interested in this musket?"

Not to mention Ullihan, Gabriel and Camille, who were closest to El, rarely saw El looking serious.

So after seeing El's serious look now, both Gabriel and Camille couldn't help but feel a little curious and nervous.

"...Hmm." El nodded, "That's right. I want to see how powerful this musket is and whether it can meet my expectations..."

Perhaps because he had just loaded it once, Wulihan's loading was much faster this time.

It just took a few minutes to complete the reloading, but this time it took just over a minute to complete the reloading.

In order to allow this shot to hit the target accurately and so that El could clearly see the power, Ullihan specially shortened the distance between himself and the big tree that he had missed just now.

Aim and shoot.

The amazing sound just now was heard again.

This time the projectile accurately hit the trunk of the big tree.

After the projectile hit the trunk of the big tree, El rushed up impatiently and looked at the small hole that had just appeared in the big tree.

El looked at the small hole for a while, then turned around suddenly, looked directly at Wulihan and said seriously: "Your Excellency Wulihan, how many muskets do you have now?"

"Ah? 100."

"I bought all these 100 muskets."

"Ha?!"*3

Ulihan, Gabriel, and Kamil exclaimed in unison.

"El, are you crazy?" Gabriel said urgently, "Why did you buy this scrap metal?"

"This is not some scrap metal, my good brother." El smiled, "If my judgment is correct, this musket is an epoch-making invention. This kind of technology must not be used by people from other countries.

Go, it must be firmly in the hands of our Holy Hiran Empire."

"El..." Camille frowned, "Where did you get the money?"
Chapter completed!