Three days later.
The first flintlock was created.
Lin Fan gave it a try. It was not bad. Be it the range or accuracy, although it was not as good as he had expected, it was already very good...
? Lin Fan asked them to correct him while he asked them to make flintlocks.
Give people what they want, give money what they want.
Furthermore, Lin Fan was very generous with these thirty-five craftsmen. He rewarded each of them with five hundred taels of silver.
As a result, the craftsmen were instantly grateful.
? They weren't valued and the money they received was pitiful. It wasn't easy to feed a family. How could they not be touched by Lin Fan's treatment?
Compared to the black-hearted bosses of 996, Lin Fan knew that if he wanted a good job, he had to give them a satisfactory salary.
If you lie, no one will play with you.
……
The first batch of craftsmen would lead people to make flintlocks.
Mao Dongzhu, Skinny Dhuta, and the others also sent skilled craftsmen to the Divine Dragon Island.
Twenty days later.
There were more than a hundred skilled craftsmen on Divine Dragon Island alone.
There were still seven days before the bet. At this time, more than a hundred flintlocks had been manufactured. If it were not for the inconvenience of material transportation, there would have been many more.
However, this was enough for now.
Lin Fan clapped his hands and took out the other blueprints, throwing them to the craftsmen.
What about the Flare Bomb, the Enhanced Gunpowder, the Red Cannon's improved technology…
He threw them all to the craftsmen for them to study.
As for Lin Fan, he picked out a hundred people from the sect and took the flintlock guns with him to begin his secret training.
……
A month passed quickly.
Today was the day Lin Fan and Priestess Jiunan had agreed on.
Early in the morning, Priestess Jiunan arrived at the Martial Arts Stage with Lin Fan.
Of course, Su Quan, Shuang 'er, and the others would not be left behind.
The training ground had already been emptied.
In the middle stood a row of wooden puppets.
On the other side, there was a row of disciples holding flintlocks.
Priestess Jiunan looked over and a trace of curiosity flashed past her eyes."This firearm seems different."
As the Ninth Princess of the previous dynasty, she had naturally seen firearms. Not only had she seen them, but she had also used them before.
Lin Fan smiled and didn't explain further.
Situ Bo Lei couldn't help but say,"Cult Master, do you really think we can defeat the Tartar Cavalry with these firearms?"”
"Not bad."
Lin Fan smiled calmly and waved his hand at the crowd.
? When the hundred disciples saw Lin Fan's order, they started to move.
The 100 people quickly split into two teams.
Each team had fifty people.
One team was in front, while the other was behind.
Each person was about one and a half meters apart.
"Shoot!"
With a command.
The disciples in front instantly pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Accompanied by the sound of gunfire, smoke rose from the field. The front team had finished shooting.
Then, after the front team finished shooting, they quickly retreated and began to load their ammunition. The rear team took a step forward. In an instant, the rear team became the front team.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
There was another round of gunshots, accompanied by a puff of smoke.
At this moment, the first team to fire had finished reloading their ammunition. Then, they moved forward again, and the team at the back became the team at the front.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After shooting, they did not stop. They quickly retreated and reloaded while the other team moved forward...
The cycle repeated.
Gunshots rang out continuously.
This was the first time that a split shot was displayed before the eyes of Nun Jiunan, Situ Bo Lei, and the others.
"Hiss…"
Situ Bo Lei sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes wide open."This…this…"
His lips trembled and he was speechless. He was beyond shocked.
Nun Jiunan's beautiful eyes also widened as a look of shock flashed across her face.
So firearms could be used like this!
When Shuang 'er and the other girls heard the gunshot, they looked at the scene below and felt a chill in their hearts. They subconsciously approached Lin Fan.
In the martial arts arena, the banging sounds continued.
With such a high frequency of shooting, the enemy would probably be shot into a sieve before they could even get close.
Moments later.
Lin Fan waved his hand and shouted,"Stop shooting."”
? After receiving Lin Fan's order, the disciples stopped shooting. They stood on the spot and waited for the next order.
At this moment, Situ Bo Lei couldn't help but run over. When he saw the densely packed small holes on the wooden man's body in the middle of the field.
Immediately, he sucked in a breath of cold air again and trembled with excitement.
" Such a divine weapon, such a fighting style. The Tartars are nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of…"
Then, he looked at Lin Fan with a fanatical gaze and bowed,""Cult Master's divine might, immortal happiness, and longevity!”
When the rest of the disciples heard this, they also followed suit and bowed. They said loudly,"Cult Master's divine might, immortal happiness, longevity as long as the heavens.”
One had to admit that Situ Bo Lei, a man who had been in the military, had been brainwashed by Lin Fan after witnessing his miracles.
……
"Abbess, how is it?"
Lin Fan looked at Priestess Jiunan with a face full of smiles.
Nun Jiunan looked at the small holes on the wooden figure and was in a daze. She was excited and sad for a moment."This time, I lost…"
He was excited because with such a divine weapon, the Tartars were nothing to be afraid of!
The sad thing was that if his father had such a divine weapon in the past, he would not have died.
After calming herself down, Priestess Jiunan suppressed her emotions and looked at Lin Fan with admiration,""Sect Master Lin is a genius!"
"Nun, you flatter me!"
Lin Fan chuckled.
"I admit defeat. From today onwards, I will stay by Sect Master Lin's side. If Sect Master Lin needs me in any way, I will naturally do my best.”
Priestess Jiunan looked at Lin Fan and said. Then, she stretched out her right hand and gently pulled off her veil.
A beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.
Her cheeks were flushed, her skin was fair, and her eyes were bright. Although she was over thirty years old, she looked about the same age as Su Quan.
Her appearance was beautiful and elegant. She was even more beautiful than the person in the painting.
In addition, he was born in an imperial family, so his expression naturally had a noble aura. His actions were noble and noble.
When the girls saw Nun Jiunan's face, they were suddenly dazed.
Even Ah Ke, who had always been proud of her beauty, felt inferior in comparison.
It wasn't that Nun Jiunan's appearance was more beautiful than Ah Ke's. It was just that Nun Jiunan's temperament was something that none of the other women could compare to.
After taking off her veil, Nun Jiunan also took off her monk hat.
Suddenly, her black hair fell down and draped over her back. Her hair hung down to her waist, making her look even more elegant.
"Nun…you…"
Shuang 'er and the others stared blankly at Nun Jiunan. Even Ah Ke and Ah Qi were stunned.
Although they had been together with their master day and night, they had never seen him like this.
Lin Fan's eyes flashed with astonishment.
Nun Jiunan sighed." When I became a monk, Master once said that my six roots were not pure and asked me to cultivate with my hair. I didn't expect that after more than ten years, I still couldn't let go."”
At this point, Priestess Jiunan looked at Lin Fan," Now that I've recovered my true form, I'm placing all my hopes on Sect Master Lin. If I succeed, then so be it. But if I fail…"
At this point, Nun Jiunan did not continue.
However, Lin Fan knew that if he lost, she would be gone with the wind and would no longer be able to live in this world.
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