Chapter 119: A Thunderbolt From the Blue Sky

The queues on the training ground were neat, and as the hundreds of households shouted, those queues raised their muskets and simulated shooting.

"Not bad, it looks a little bit better."

Fang Xing nodded in satisfaction, and then went to the craftsman.

"Clang clang clang!"

The construction of muskets has been going on, even if the sergeants already have one.

Fang Xing picked up a musket, put the three-edged long blade on it with some unfamiliarity, and imitated a thrust.

Zhu Fang was sawing off the extra barrel with a saw bow, and when she saw Fang Xing, she said, "Master, there are already more than one hundred of this musket in stock, are you still shooting?"

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Fight, five hundred sticks as a spare."

Looking up at this workshop, there are small saw bows and flexible bench vises...

When he saw that the blower was still using a big wooden wheel, Fang Xing had an idea and asked: "Is there anyone here who can turn sand?"

"Frosting?"

Zhu Gui obviously didn't understand, so Fang Xing gestured and said, "Just use sand or soil to make a model first, then pour the molten iron into it, and after it cools down, you can get what you want."

Zhu Gui suddenly realized, "Young master, isn't that just a clay model?"

"What is a mud fan?"

Fang Xing sincerely regrets that his major is not metal.

Zhu Gui said relaxedly: "Make the mold first, then shape it with clay, and finally pour it. And you can also cast things of various shapes."

Fang Xing almost wanted to slap himself, why didn't he trust these craftsmen? Can I still be better than them?

"Then leave it to you."

Fang Xing pointed to the super primitive blower and said, "Cast a few gears with equal tooth pitch, and then cast a box, and use the shaft to position them with each other..."

"Small teeth drive big teeth, so the speed is faster!"

Fang Xing looked at the excited Zhu Gui speechlessly, and said dejectedly: "Then you do it first, but be careful, I gave you the shape of the gear last time, just follow that."

Fang Xing gave Zhu Gui some gears last time, and wanted him to design a human-powered fan for use in summer.

Zhu Gui nodded and said: "Don't worry, young master, I'll go find the soil first."

Not just any kind of soil can be used for the mud model, and it is not easy to handle. It requires various exposures, picking, and beating...

Just as Fang Xing was ambitiously starting his journey to bravely climb the technology tree, an order interrupted his leisure.

"What?"

Fang Xing looked at the transfer order in disbelief, but it clearly stated that it was dispatching the Jubaoshan Qianhu Office to Jiaozhi, which was under the command of the British Duke Zhang Fu.

It was the smiling military official who came to deliver the order, and he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Fang is so blessed. His Majesty said it himself, and the Jubaoshan Qianhu Office still allows you to restrain yourself."

White body temperance thousand households, this is considered Long En, right?

Fang Xing asked in a trance, "Are you even going?"

"Exactly."

As soon as the news got out, the sergeants were eager to try, and they had the intention of using the Cochin people to make the first cut.

But Fang Xing felt numb.

I never thought of going to war! Which bastard's slander is this? I want to kill him!

When they got home, Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai couldn't calm down as soon as the news spread. Although they didn't shed any tears, the tearful appearance made people even more headache.

Zhu Zhanji came, and everyone stayed together without avoiding suspicion. Zhu Zhanji first apologized.

"Brother Dehua, you are being dragged by your younger brother, I will go with you!"

Fang Xing cast a sideways glance at this guy, shook his head and said, "You can't go, unless Your Majesty is willing."

At this point, Fang Xing no longer showed any signs of fear. He smiled and said, "There is an Englishman in Cochin, and recently he beat Chen Jikuo and fled in embarrassment, so I guess His Majesty wants me to go gilded.

Come back to be knighted. "

Daming's knighthood is still relatively serious now, and it cannot be conferred without great merit.

Fang Xing's joke did not calm everyone's worries.

But since it was His Majesty's order, everyone was still talking about what to bring.

"None."

At this moment, Fang Xing wished he could bring things into the warehouse, otherwise, he could easily carry supplies, and even take the enemies in and kill them directly.

It's just that this brain hole has been transferred to a famous movie unconsciously.

——That what stop...!

Well, after seeing the irreversibility, Zhu Zhanji sent the luggage to Jubao Mountain like crazy, and the people in the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household almost wanted to sue.

And Zhang Shuhui and Xiaobai are preparing to pack, because the order requires five days to set off, so the time is tight!

"Husband, this is a thick winter coat, I will pack it inside for you."

"Husband, this is the marching party. The concubine came back to her mother's house yesterday. If you have any headaches, just..."

"..."

Zhang Shuhui stopped, looking at Fang Xing, her eyes were full of moisture.

Xiao Bai's mouth was already flattened, and tears were streaming down.

Fang Xing sighed secretly, and then comforted: "With your elder brother here, what can happen to me?"

Zhang Shuhui wiped the corners of her eyes indiscriminately, and started to tidy up again, Xiaobai also joined in.

Only Bell, still chasing outside carefree.

Soon, everyone who heard the news came, and Fang Xing realized that he was quite successful in life.

Needless to say, the students, even the eunuch next to the prince in Liang Zhong came and gave Fang Xing a Buddha statue in his own name, which is said to be able to ward off evil spirits.

...

Give Masu the textbook and let him continue teaching the students.

As for home, this is Jinling, Zhang Shuhui's natal home. When Fang Xing was not at home, if anyone dared to come to make trouble, without Zhu Zhanji's action, the British government would teach them how to behave in minutes.

When it was time to leave, Fang Xing said goodbye to his reluctant wife and concubine with a series of instructions. The householders of Fangjiazhuang also mobilized in full force, wishing the young master victory and success for generations to come.

At the gate of the barracks at the foot of Jubao Mountain, Zhu Zhanji came to work in the army himself.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Fang Xing said with a smile to Zhu Zhanji, "The British prince is there, don't worry."

Zhu Zhanji nodded vigorously, and said in a low voice: "Brother Dehua, if someone puts on small shoes for you, don't be polite to him. I can still talk in front of Grandpa Huang."

In front of everyone, Fang Xing resisted the urge to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I won't suffer!"

Yes, I hope you will not suffer.

Thinking of the records in the materials he transferred, Zhu Zhanji's heart was cast with a shadow.

There is an army of more than 1,000 people, and more than 500 civilian husbands. Thanks to Zhu Zhanji, he also got a lot of cattle and horses, so he moved much more briskly.

It would be great if we could put all these things in the warehouse!

It's a pity that the warehouse can't bring in big things that don't belong in it, so Fang Xing can only give up his plan to move forward lightly. As for using the warehouse to carry out a strategy similar to the "Trojan Horse Massacre of the City", Fang Xing thought it was a bit unreliable.

After you put people in, how do you explain it when you come out?

immortal? monster?

Still guns have the most say!

Fang Xing looked at the more than a thousand muskets under his command, and felt that he was not so hopeless.