Therefore, although the waist knife is made of fine steel, it is extremely sharp. But for today's naval officers, the decorative effect is greater than its actual use.
In this case, the lack of a waist sword will not have any impact on the navy's combat effectiveness.
Turning around and waving, "Jiang Ming, come here."
Jiang Ming stepped forward and gave Han Du a fist: "Uncle, are you looking for the general?"
"That's it..." Han Du told Jiang Ming that Zhao Xian wanted to buy their waist knife.
Jiang Ming knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, but he was a little reluctant in his heart. This time when I went to sea, my uncle brought a lot of gunpowder and bullets, so he didn't bring any extra waist knives. Some of the waist knives now were carried by the soldiers themselves. Since Zhao Xian wanted to buy one, he could only ask them to take out the waist knives.
Jiang Ming is also a knife lover. Although his waist knife is standard, it is also made of fine steel. He has always been fond of it.
"Uncle, the last general..."
Before Jiang Ming could finish speaking, Han Du interrupted him with a wave of his hand. He smiled and said: "Listen to the price offered by Mr. Zhao first. Mr. Zhao is willing to buy your waist knife for ten taels of gold. I have made the decision and will leave you five taels. What do you think?"
"Sell it!" Jiang Ming took off the waist knife without hesitation and handed it to Han Du with both hands.
Han Du finished the sword and handed it to Zhao Xian, and asked with a smile: "I wonder how much Mr. Zhao wants?"
Zhao Xian took the waist knife and pulled it out. He heard a long and pleasant chant, and a bright sword light came into his eyes.
"What a knife!" Zhao Xian praised.
brush!
Zhao Xian put the waist knife back into its sheath, stroked it with satisfaction, and said lightly: "Let's get a thousand first, won't it embarrass my uncle too much?"
When Han Du heard this, he couldn't help but grin. This breath is simply full of the smell of copper, but who can let myself like this kind of smell?
He turned and glanced at Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming immediately understood and said quickly: "I will do it now."
Han Du turned to Zhao Xian, smiled, and said, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Zhao."
"It doesn't matter. Since uncle is willing to sell, he is helping the common people.
It's very busy, the common people can wait. "Zhao Xian said with a smile.
Then he glanced at Han Du's waist, pondered for a moment, pointed at Han Du's waist, and asked: "The common people have been carrying this thing with me these days when they see my uncle. I wonder what kind of treasure it is?"
"Is this what you're talking about?" Han Du casually pulled out the revolver.
We had a great chat with Zhao Xian today, and Han Du didn't mind letting him see him.
"This is called a revolver, and it is the best fire gun in the Ming Dynasty."
"The best?" Zhao Xian said with some disbelief: "Fire blunderbuss, grassroots people have also heard of it from their ancestors. But aren't fire blunderbuss always very long, like a stick? This one is so short , or the best firecracker?"
"Haha, Mr. Zhao, please don't look at the short revolver, but it is much more powerful than all fire guns. Moreover, the most important thing is that it can fire continuously. You must know that after an ordinary fire gun is fired once, if you want to fire it again, just You have to reload, which is a very troublesome and time-consuming thing. But the revolver does not need to be recharged at all and can be fired six times."
Han Du saw that Zhao Xian couldn't understand at all, so he simply opened the revolver chamber and let him see for himself.
"See, these are called bullets. Each bullet can be fired once. Six bullets can be loaded here, which means it can be fired six times in a row. After six times, you only need to load the bullets like this. Continue firing six times." Han Du poured out the bullets one by one, showed them to Zhao Xian, and then quickly loaded them one by one under Zhao Xian's gaze.
With a click, the magazine is closed, and a revolver ready to fire is ready.
"I'll show you to Mr. Zhao," Han Du said to Zhao Xian with a smile.
The reason why Han Du introduced Zuolun to Zhao Xian was to let him see the power of Ming Dynasty Zuolun, so that he could weigh it carefully when he had second thoughts. Can a mob like them be able to withstand the revenge of Ming Dynasty's well-equipped tiger and wolf divisions?
He raised his hand to raise the revolver, pointed it at a tree as thick as a bowl, and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
It was like firecrackers exploding in his ears, and Zhao Xian couldn't help but shrink his neck in fright.
When the surrounding navy officers heard the sound of cannons, they couldn't help but turn their heads and look at where the sound came from. When they found out it was
The uncle was firing, and then he turned back expressionlessly.
Zhao Xian's eyes widened and he saw a fingertip-sized hole appearing on the tree trunk three feet away in front of Han Du. Both ends of the hole were torn to pieces by a magical force.
Without waiting for Zhao Xian to step forward to take a closer look, Han Du continued to pull the trigger.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Fired the gun five times in a row.
Such a close distance, coupled with the fact that Han Du regarded the revolver as a means of saving his life, he practiced hard many times. Therefore, Handu's accuracy is very good. Each shot hit the tree trunk, leaving six bullet holes in a row.
It seemed that God was deliberately giving Han Du a chance to show off, right after Han Du fired six shots. The tree trunk creaked several times and slowly broke off from the middle.
"Pah, pah, pah..." A frozen smile appeared on Zhao Xian's face, looking at the fallen tree trunk with a complicated expression.
"What a fire gun. Okay, it's really amazing."
At this time, Zhao Xian was thankful that his choice was correct.
No one would be happy if the gold and silver in the secret room disappeared. At first, they were able to push the matter to the natives, and people like Zhao Xian were able to comfort themselves. But as the natives were driven into the sea, not even a shadow of gold or silver was seen. At this time, who doesn’t know that it was the Ming Navy that took away the gold and silver?
It was just because the situation was stronger than the people, and Zhao Xian and others had no evidence, that they had to swallow their anger. But whether he was angry or not, he was definitely dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty Navy.
But now that Zhao Xian saw such a sharp scene from Zuolun, he had no other thoughts in his heart. He was only glad that he did not listen to the instigation of the people below to go to Han Du Xingshi to question him. Otherwise, they will all become lonely souls under this fire.
"It's such a good thing," Zhao Xian was so greedy that he asked, "Uncle, I wonder if I can give it to the common people to try?"
"Okay." Han Du handed the revolver to Zhao Xian and took out six bullets.
Pointing to a spot on the revolver, he taught Zhao Xian, "Break it apart from here, then withdraw the finished bullet and install the new one like this. Be careful, the finished bullet will be a little hot."
Zhao Xian eagerly opened the revolver and listened to Han Du's words and poured out the bullet casings.
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