Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 217 Triangular Army Thorn

Chang Yu ran and shouted, startling the soldiers of the Qianhu Institute who were training.

What?His Royal Highness?The current prince of Ming Dynasty?
Except for a few hundreds of officials from the Qianhu Office who had seen the emperor during the public sacrifice on New Year's Eve, many other soldiers had never even seen the emperor.

Not to mention His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who never left the palace.

"Your Highness, why did you come here?" Liu Hongjian was like the soldiers of the Qianhu Station, wearing a coarse cotton robe and holding a firearm in his hand.

"Master Liu! I went to your house to look for you. Your housekeeper said you were here, so I came!" Zhu Cihong couldn't remember the last time he left the imperial city.

I am still in my teens, so the journey along the way is very novel to everyone.

Zhu Cihong was in a good mood, because today his father specifically allowed him to go out of the palace to visit his teacher, An Guohou. According to reports, An Guohou had been 'ill' for several days.

"His Royal Highness, thousand years old, thousand years old!" Without Liu Hongjian's words, many soldiers of the Qianhu Station knelt down and saluted.

"All warriors of the Ming Dynasty, stay flat!" Zhu Cihong said loudly, it was the first time he had seen the Musketeers of the Ming Dynasty.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and train me! The 100 people with the worst grades today will have nothing to eat tonight!"

Liu Hongjian saw that a group of people did not leave after saluting, but just stared at the crown prince Zhu Cihong as if looking at something rare, he couldn't help saying angrily!

A group of soldiers laughed and dispersed, and returned to the shooting range under Chang Yu's yelling.

"Cihong, why are you here this time?" After driving away a group of soldiers, there were no outsiders around, and Liu Hongjian started to die again.

"Father said you have been ill for several days, and asked me to visit you, Liu... Brother Liu, I see that you are not sick at all, you are just pretending!" Escaping from the high walls of the deep palace, came to the noisy palace. In the barracks, Zhu Cihong instantly felt his heart agitated a lot.

Therefore, words that I dare not say or are not used to saying on weekdays can now be uttered in this environment.

"Where is it, I am really sick, and I have a splitting headache as soon as I enter the palace, let's go and drink!" Liu Hongjian laughed loudly, and led Zhu Cihong out of the barracks.

"Mr. Song? Mr. Song? Who do you think is coming?" Liu Hongjian took Zhu Cihong directly to Uncle Song's residence, because this was the only place where he felt like he was at home.

Lao Song's family has already come to the capital, and his two sons are in charge of the trial planting of potatoes and sweet potatoes in Huangzhuang, while he is in charge of the ordnance department full-time.

Song Yingxing came out of the house when he heard the sound, and saw a young man wearing a black winged crown and a red five-claw python dragon robe, surrounded by eunuchs and guards behind him.

"Grassman Song Yingxing kowtows to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Song Yingxing saluted excitedly.

There are several people in Ming Dynasty who can lead the Wing Shan Crown, and it is obvious that they are closely related to Lord Hou.

"Mr. Song is free from courtesy!" Zhu Cihong imitated Liu Hongjian and addressed the uncle in front of him as Mr. Song.

"Mr. Song, send someone to make two dishes. Your Highness is eating here today!" Liu Hongjian said with a smile.

"Ah? My lord, this is a rural place, how can my lord let His Highness..." Song Yingxing was overwhelmed with flattery. He wanted to eat at his house!

Want to be a dragon?

"Elder Song, don't need to say too much, the crown prince gnawed corn bread in the palace last year! Just get some!" Liu Hongjian said boldly, he didn't talk nonsense, but made Zhu Cihong blush.

After a while, three or two dishes were specially made by the chef in the workshop.

The accompanying eunuch Pang Hai who was waiting beside Zhu Cihong took the silver chopsticks from the servants and wanted to try the dishes.

"Big Daddy, step back!" Zhu Cihong ordered.

"Your Highness, this..." This is the rule in the palace, and it is a bit embarrassing for Pang Dahai to go out and be in such a place.

"Back off, talk more and go back to eat the board!" Seeing that Liu Hongjian had already started the bowl and chopsticks, his entourage was still embarrassing him.

It really gave him a long face, Zhu Cihong stared at Pang Pang's eyes!
"Come to Cihong, this is the high-quality bamboo leaf green that Elder Song brought from the south, try it?" Liu Hongjian poured a glass for himself, Elder Song, and Zhu Cihong.

Liu Hongjian's casualness made Song Yingxing overwhelmed, and this grown-up was too ignorant.

"Brother Liu, I... I don't know how to drink alcohol!" Zhu Cihong was a little embarrassed.

What?What does His Highness call your lord?Brother Liu? wtf... Song Yingxing's face was full of horror.

"Drink whatever you want, and if the emperor asks you, you can say that it is the official who made you drink!" Liu Hongjian boasted.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Song, can you make that sketch from the day before yesterday?" Liu Hongjian suddenly asked Uncle Song who was sitting blankly beside him.

"Ah? Oh, uh, it's done, but I don't know if it's what your lord thinks, I'll get it here!" Song Yingxing was stunned when Liu Hongjian reminded him, and felt a little impolite, and cupped his hands.

After a while, Song Yingxing came over with a ruler and a long knife in his hand.

The huge sea on the side instantly became furious, thinking that the old guy in front of him was trying to do something wrong, so he immediately jumped out to protect Zhu Cihong.

"My companion, there is nothing wrong with this palace. You all step down, all of you!" The room was not big, and there were three or two eunuchs, Huangmen, and guards.

In addition, not only Liu Hongjian felt disappointed, but also Zhu Cihong himself felt very embarrassed by the fact that he made such a mess every now and then.

"What do you think, my lord?" Song Yingxing handed Liu Hongjian the knife in his hand.

The sword god is prismatic, with three sides, and straight and slender in the whole body. If a friend who knows some saber knowledge sees it, he will definitely shout.

Isn't this the triangular army thorn?

The shooting efficiency of musketeers is still too low. In order to increase the melee ability of musketeers, it was Liu Hongjian's idea to equip musketeers with sharp blades.

Uncle Song once again fell in love with Liu Hongjian's sudden whim, genius-like design, genius-like whimsy, in fact, many things are not technically difficult.

It's just that the ancestors were limited by certain limitations and couldn't think of it.

Although the triangular army stab has a single function and lacks the functions of chopping, sawing, and shearing that modern bayonets generally have, it is of later generations and is mostly used for latent assassinations.

On the frontal battlefield, the three-edged army thorn is most suitable for rifle assault assassination. After the three-edged army thorn pierces the human body, the blood will be discharged with the blood groove, so that the thorn can be pulled out from the human body calmly for the next step.

The most important thing is that the wound made by the triangular spear is generally a square hole, and this kind of wound is the most difficult to stop bleeding.

"That's right, that's how it looks!" Liu Hongjian said while playing with it.

It is conceivable that each of his musketeers had a musket, the muzzle of which could not only spit out anger, but was also equipped with a sharp blade, which could be used to attack from a distance and defend from a distance. At that scene, Liu Hongjian was a little excited and wanted to try his skills.

"It's just that the blade is a bit thick, which will increase the weight of the gun." Liu Hongjian re-padd it and handed it to Zhu Cihong who looked curious.

"My lord, it's already very thin, no matter how thin it is, it's not tough enough!" This made Uncle Song into trouble, and he doesn't know how to make alloys.

"Hey, I'm just talking casually! Has anything happened in Cilang Palace recently?" Liu Hongjian was also a little embarrassed, after all, it was indeed a bit difficult for others.

"It's not a big deal, but I heard from Da Da's companion that my father's eldest companion was critically ill last night and even summoned the imperial doctor. I don't know what's going on now." Zhu Cihong said truthfully.

"Master Hou! Master Hou! Is Master Hou here!" As soon as the words fell, a cry came from outside.

Wang Erxi cried and yelled in the yard outside, his hat was all crooked, Liu Hongjian instantly felt something was wrong, left Zhu Cihong behind and walked out the door quickly.

"Master Hou, the prince who protects the country is dead!" Wang Erxi squatted on the ground and cried bitterly.

PS: It took two weeks, and the three lords were much more important than the addition, woo woo woo, so tired!There will be more updates later, for all book friends.

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