A person of high status needs to take charge of Ran Liang's place.
This person naturally fell into the hands of Ran Min, the eldest son of Prince Pingxi who was just twelve years old.
Although the prince Ran Min is young, he has grown up in stature and likes martial arts with swords and guns.
When Ran Min learned about this situation, he immediately said excitedly.
"Father, don't worry, even if Ran Min is shattered to pieces, he will definitely live up to his trust!"
"Hahaha, even if you are broken into pieces, you must live well. I will be of great use in the future!" Ran Liang said with a smile.
"Father, please remember your humble position!" Ran Min said.
Ran Liang thought for a moment and then said.
"These powerful men in the north certainly have a large number of troops. What they lack is probably armor, heavy crossbows and other armaments. Your departure is of great importance, so I will give you some secret weapons to help you." Fight against the Huns and other barbarians!”
"Secret weapon? What is that?" Ran Min looked puzzled.
"You come with me!"
After Ran Liang said that, he led Ran Min out of the front hall and walked straight to the backyard.
After arriving in the backyard, Ran Min was even more confused when he looked at the blacksmiths clanging all over the yard.
Now there are rumors in the whole city that my father's unique taste is blacksmithing.
"Zhang Laosan!" Ran Liang shouted to the crowd.
"Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
Zhang Laosan wiped the sweat from his face and ran over in a hurry.
"This king is going to show the crown prince a firecracker, go and get ready!" Ran Liang said.
"Father, I'll go right now!"
Zhang Laosan went quickly.
"Father, what is a fire gun?" Ran Min asked from the side.
"Hey, you'll find out later." Ran Liang smiled mysteriously.
Soon, the blacksmith leader Zhang Laosan was ready in the courtyard next door.
Ran Liang led Ran Min to the shooting range, took out a loaded firecracker and handed it to Ran Min.
"Your Majesty, please watch carefully, I will demonstrate it to you again!"
After Ran Liang said that, he quickly picked up the fire gun, placed it on a bracket in front, and then stuffed the match rope above the trigger.
He leveled the musket, aimed at a rough target in front of him, and then pulled the trigger hard.
"collapse!"
With a loud noise, a cloud of white choking smoke was ejected.
Ran Min, who was watching carefully from the side, was almost scared to the point of jumping up.
"Okay, let's go take a look at the target!" Ran Liang walked forward holding the firecracker that was still emitting white smoke.
Ran Min barely regained consciousness, his heart was still beating wildly, and he unconsciously followed his father forward.
As soon as he arrived in front of the target, Ran Min's eyes widened in surprise.
A look of shock overflowed from his eyes.
"Father, this, is this iron armor?"
"Well, that's right, it's a genuine Bu Renjia!"
The grass target in front of him was covered with a pair of gleaming iron armor, but there was a huge hole in the middle of the armor.
The hard armor plates and cowhide ropes were shattered by the blow.
"Father, is this the power of the fire gun?" Ran Min looked at the terrible wounds on the target, feeling even more excited.
"Yes, this is the power of the fire gun! Once this thing comes out, no elite soldier wearing double armor can stop it at all, and those Hunnic barbarians who drink blood like hair and blood are like paper!"
Ran Liang said with a relaxed expression.
Although this kind of large-fire gun is an early musket, its huge caliber and accurate dose make it terrifyingly powerful.
As long as the heavy projectile hits the body, the person who can survive on the spot is an absolute superman.
"Stop watching, come and give it a try!" Ran Liang said.
"Okay!" Ran Min said excitedly.
Under Ran Liang's personal guidance, Ran Min completed the preparation procedures with trembling hands.
"Bang!"
With a loud noise and white smoke, Ran Min felt a sudden shock on his shoulder, making him almost stagger.
"Missed!"
When he saw the target in front of him, Ran Liang couldn't help but feel a little pity.
The expression on Ran Min's face was also very interesting, showing both reluctance and shame.
"Haha, if you want to hit this fire gun, you need to practice!"
Ran Liang patted Ran Min on the shoulder and encouraged him.
"Father, is the secret weapon you mentioned just now this fire blunderbuss?" Ran Min asked.
"That's right, those powerful men in the north should support them well." Ran Liang said.
This powerful blunderbuss is enough to kill anyone who resists.
The more barbarians you kill and the more miserable they are, the more honest they will be in the future.
"Father, as soon as this thing comes out, the world will no longer care about General Zhang. Please take back your life, and never let such a military weapon leak out!" Ran Min said with a very serious expression.
"Haha, Your Majesty, I understand what you mean. However, although this thing is a military weapon, even if it is handed over to the hands of barbarians, they will not be able to learn it. At least within ten years, they will never be able to copy it. .”
Ran Liang is very confident about this.
Although this firecracker is just a simple iron pipe or copper pipe, it definitely requires a year or two of preparation to complete the calibration and milling machine processing.
In addition, it requires a large amount of gunpowder reserves. Even if they make a fire blunderbuss, the barbarians will not be able to make suitable gunpowder.
Nowadays, except for the Han Dynasty, almost all civilizations regard gunpowder as magic.
Ran Liang's few words immediately put Ran Min at ease.
"This king has ordered three hundred of the best fire blunderbuss to be picked out, along with a batch of ammunition, and you can take them to the north. They can kill the barbarians and scare the local tyrants!" Ran Liang said.
"Three hundred?"
"Father, don't worry, Ran Min will definitely eliminate these hidden dangers for father when he comes here!"
When Ran Min heard that there were actually three hundred fire guns, he was immediately overjoyed and immediately issued a military order.
Later, Ran Min begged again and again, hoping to practice more here and improve his marksmanship.
Ran Liang asked the blacksmith leader Zhang Laosan to guide him. No matter how much gunpowder was consumed, the prince must be trained into an outstanding musketeer.
Amidst the roar of "bang bang bang" fire guns, Ran Min's marksmanship improved rapidly.
Although limited by the rough hit rate of the fire gun, Ran Min can already accurately hit the humanoid target twenty steps away.
A few days later.
Ran Min, the eldest son of King Pingxi of the Han Dynasty, led a group of guards to leave Buhanla City and headed northwest.
Now that Sasanian Persia has withdrawn its troops, as long as these barbarians in the northwest are repelled, King Pingxi's territory will be truly consolidated forever.
In particular, the current Emperor of the Han Dynasty has given Ran Liang a large amount of gunpowder.
With these powerful weapons, traveling across the Western Regions is not far away.
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