King's Landing in France

Chapter 32
An Ning pulled out the gun from her waist and handed it to the colonel.

The colonel curled his lips when he picked up the gun: "The gun of the famous gunsmith Lotas is a good thing. If it fires at a duel distance, there is a two-thirds chance of hitting someone."

—Is there only a two-thirds chance!
Wait, there are actually two-thirds?So the hit rate seems to be okay?
The colonel looked at An Ning's expression and said with a smile: "You don't think that dueling with pistols is just emptying each other's guns, do you? No, in fact, most of the time the first shots will hit each other, but they are all in non-lethal positions.

"Who in a pistol duel can endure the pain of being shot and finish reloading as quickly as possible.

"In general pistol duels, you need to shoot each other three times to decide the winner, and the winner has one or two holes bleeding. So pistol duels are much uglier than sword fights, and both the winner and loser are very embarrassed."

An Ning opened his mouth halfway. To be honest, he never thought that a pistol duel would look like this.

If what the colonel said is true, wouldn't a pistol duel be more bloody than either side?

Then I have a great advantage!
After all, I am a tough person who can bounce off the head.

The colonel returned the pistol to Anning, and said to Talleyrand, "I have checked the pistol, and it is all right."

Then Edward Alice took out his gun and handed it to the Duke of Tollestire.

Duke: "Can I have my servant check it out? I don't know much about pistols personally."

Talleyrand nodded: "Of course, as long as the inspection is done in front of everyone, there will be no problem."

So the Duke snapped his fingers, and the groom who brought Anning to the venue immediately stepped forward, took the pistol from the Duke's hand, and checked it carefully.

A moment later, the groom said to the Duke, "There is nothing wrong with the gun."

At this time, Christina, who came over for some reason, said, "Is there something wrong with asking the groom to check?"

The groom said to his eldest lady: "Although I am a groom, I am also the Duke's guard. I am familiar with all kinds of firearms."

The duke himself explained to his daughter: "This man is from Switzerland and used to serve the royal family as a mercenary."

An Ning raised her eyebrows. The Duke of Orleans had always wanted Louis XVI to abdicate and replace him himself, but the Duke's guards were Swiss mercenaries like the Emperor. This was unexpected to An Ning.

Talleyrand said to Christina: "Princess, please go to the parasol and be with the ladies. This is a duel with pistols. Don't get too close, otherwise you may be accidentally injured."

Christina: "I'm going over there."

After that, she held An Ning's hand: "To win, I'm waiting to go to the Brienne Military Academy with you."

After speaking, Christina let go of her hand, turned and walked towards the noble ladies.

There are already several groups of noble ladies gathered nearby, and the servants opened up the big parasols, and spread out the picnic mats on the ground.

The picnic box was also opened, revealing the exquisite refreshments brought by the servants of each family.

Edward Alice looked at Christina who was going away, and suddenly said: "The ladies are here for an outing, but we are going to perform a bloody fight with a pistol. You should really choose a sword, so I can solve it cleanly." You won't even shed much blood."

An Ning immediately retorted: "It won't be too bloody with a pistol, because it will end soon."

"Maybe." Edward shrugged. "Shall we begin then?"

Talleyrand: "The weapons have been inspected. Please keep a distance of 15 fathoms between the two of you!"

The hom here is one of the units of distance in France in this era. The iron ruler specifying the length of a hom was embedded on the wall of Chatelet Court in Paris.

At this time, French weights and measures were very confusing, such as length. There were several length standards popular in France including imperial feet: feet, fathoms (non-fathoms), steps, and so on.

Because of the confusion of weights and measures, the Paris National Convention later decided to establish a new, unified, decimal system of weights and measures.

This is the origin of the later metric system of rice.

Anning and Edward distanced themselves, and Talleyrand instructed the two attendants to hold a 15-hundred rope and carefully measure the distance between them.

After confirming that the distance between the two complied with the regulations, Talleyrand raised one hand: "Two, you start to reload, but you can't raise your gun, let alone fire it."

An Ning immediately pulled out the pistol and began to load it.

To load the current flintlock gun, you need to take out the prefabricated paper-wrapped bullets, tear a hole, pour the gunpowder and the projectiles into the barrel, and then stuff the paper packets into the muzzle with The cleaning rod is pressed tightly.

After completing such loading steps, it is necessary to take out the horn gourd that holds the gunpowder, and pour a little gunpowder into the medicine pool that ignites outside the gun.

In this way, when the trigger is pulled, the sparks struck by the flint fall into the medicine pool, which will ignite the gunpowder in the medicine pool, and then ignite the gunpowder in the gun through the hole between the medicine pool and the barrel.

An Ning tore open the pre-drug package and found that the bullet the Duke gave him was not a whole, but a large bullet with several small ones.

In this way, even if the large projectile misses, the small projectile may still hit, which can greatly increase the hit rate.

It is said that in this era, the armies of some countries rigidly stipulated that such "shotguns" of large and small sizes should be loaded when reloading, so as to improve the killing efficiency.

The British lobster soldiers on the other side of the sea are determined not to engage in such "crazy ways", and only load one projectile, because the British believe that such small projectiles are not powerful at all at the normal combat distance of line infantry. It doesn't hurt to hit people.

But An Ning is now only fifteen fathoms away from Edward, and this distance is also enough for a small bullet.

And during the reloading process, An Ning got another piece of information: he reloaded faster than the opponent.

Thinking about it carefully, this is normal. After all, he has a system, and this loading is probably under the control of the system.The evidence is that An Ning didn't pay much attention to the loading at all, and the body completed the loading as if it had completed a muscle memory action.

An Ning was a military musician in the army, and had no training in handling a gun at all, so it was impossible for him to form this kind of muscle memory.

Talleyrand saw that both of them were loaded, so he said: "I, Charles Maurice Talleyrand, the abbot of St. Remy Abbey, announce the marriage of Edward Alice and Andy Frost. The duel has officially begun! Both of you, please raise your guns!"

An Ning and Edward raised their guns together.

As An Ning raised his gun, the front sight appeared. At this distance, An Ning found that the front sight was a circle larger than Edward's entire body—looking at the spread of the front sight, it was impossible to have a two-thirds hit rate!Almost one third!

Talleyrand took a step back and motioned for the two witnesses to do the same.

After everyone retreated a sufficient distance, Talleyrand ordered loudly: "Fire!"

Edward grabbed the trigger directly, and the flint shot out sparks to ignite the medicine pool, and the pistol spewed out a large cloud of white smoke, accompanied by a crisp gunshot.

An Ning felt her shoulders tremble, she must have been shot.

But because of the massive secretion of adrenaline, he didn't feel any pain.

An Ning didn't fire, but raised her gun and walked forward!
As he gradually approached the enemy, the front sight gradually coincided with the outline of the enemy!

Because of the cover of the smoke from the shooting, Edward didn't notice that he was approaching quickly, and he was busy loading the musket with his head down.

Marquis Li Xiaer, who was watching, shouted: "Foul! This is a foul! How can we get closer?"

Talleyrand: "The rule in Paris is that at the beginning, the two sides have to keep a distance of fifteen fathoms. There is no rule that they cannot approach the enemy. In fact, some people rushed to the front and tried to shoot in the face during a pistol duel!"

An Ning was already close to Shi Xun at this time!

It feels like the outline of the enemy should have filled the entire front sight!In other words, firing at this time will definitely hit the enemy!

But at this time, the white smoke generated when the enemy opened fire had completely spread out, and An Ning couldn't even see the enemy's feet.

An Ning decided to wait.

The enemy will definitely move his position and bypass the white smoke between the two of them. This is the moment An Ning has been waiting for!

Finally, Edward's figure appeared from the white smoke!
The moment he saw An Ning, he immediately raised his gun to aim, but An Ning was faster.

After all, there are ready-made front sights.

An Ning put the sight on Edward's upper body and fired directly.

A large bullet and a few small bullets loaded in the gun chamber immediately stuck to Edward's upper body.

It's a pity that An Ning was blocked by the white smoke from the firing, so he couldn't observe the effect of the shooting at all.

He did one thing: he took a step aside.

There was the sound of enemy fire.

An Ning didn't feel like he was shot. In fact, he even forgot that he was shot in the shoulder just now under the action of a large amount of adrenaline.

He loaded the pistol deftly, and at the same time continued to move his position, avoiding the white mist produced by the shooting.

He saw Edward, who was also reloading!
Not only that, but he also saw that the opponent's loading became obviously unsuitable because of his injuries.

The shot just now was obviously effective!
An Ning pulled the cleaning rod out of the barrel, and then threw away the cleaning rod, so that he would not be able to reload the next round, but this greatly shortened the reloading time this time!

He is going to decide the outcome with this shot!
He raised his gun, aiming at the enemy.

Because the distance was shortened again, this time the scope of the front sight only included the enemy's chest.

There is no possibility of flying!
Anning fired.

The field of view was once again blocked by white smoke.

But in the next second, An Ning heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and then the crisp sound of the enemy's cleaning rod colliding on the ground.

The gun being loaded in the enemy's hand has fallen!

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of something more bulky hitting the ground.

Then, Talleyrand's voice came: "The winner is already divided! Andy Frost is still standing!"

Christina screamed.

An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he feel a little pain in his shoulder, and when he lowered his head, he found that his entire left shoulder was already bright red.

At this time, Marquis Li Xiale roared: "No! Are you blind! He broke the rules! That damn cobbler's son broke the rules!"

Marquis Lischer rushed up, grabbed the collar of Talleyrand's priest's uniform, and roared hysterically: "You have definitely been bribed by the Duke!"

Talleyrand: "How is that possible? I only found out last night that I was going to be a witness!"

"I don't believe it! I understand, these are all plots of the Duke, but we country nobles will not give up so easily!"

As he said that, Marquis Li Xiaer pulled out the colonel's gun beside him, took the gunpowder barrel and poured gunpowder into the medicine pool——

As a result, at this time, the bullets loaded in the gun rolled out of the muzzle.

Colonel: "Your Excellency the Marquis, you can't raise the gun so hard, you will throw the bullet out. The action of raising the gun should be gentle..."

The Marquis didn't seem to have heard the colonel at all, nor had he noticed that the bullet had been thrown.

He aimed at An Ning and pulled the trigger.

After the gunshot, An Ning was fine—after all, the bullet had slipped off.

An Ning: "Everyone, you saw it! I want to sue Marquis Li Xiaer, he tried to murder me!"

An Ning had used so much energy to win over an awesome lawyer before, wouldn't it be a pity not to use it?
(End of this chapter)