However, in order to stabilize the northern border, there is also a person with a noble status who needs to take charge instead of Ran Liang.

This person naturally just fell on the twelve-year-old Prince of Pingxi Ran Min.

Although the prince Ran Min is young, he is tall and likes swords, guns and military affairs.

When Ran Min knew about this, he immediately said excitedly.

"Don't worry, even if Ran Min is crushed to pieces, she will definitely live up to her entrusted!"

"Hahaha, forget it, you must live well, I will be of great use in the future!" Ran Liang said with a smile.

"Father's instructions, remember to keep in mind the humble position!" Ran Min said.

Ran Liang thought for a while, then said.

"The powerful men in the northern border must have a large number of troops. What they lack should be more armor, heavy crossbows and other arms. It is important to you when you go there. I will give you some secret weapons to fight against the barbarians such as the Huns!"

"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 jingle of the blacksmiths.

Now it is rumored throughout the city that the father’s unique taste is the ironwork.

"Zhang Laosan!" Ran Liang shouted into the crowd.

"Master, what are your instructions?"

Zhang Laosan wiped his sweat on his face and hurriedly ran over.

"I want to show the prince a musket, you go and prepare!" Ran Liang said.

"Father, go now!"

Zhang Laosan went there quickly.

"Father, what is a musket?" Ran Min asked from the side.

"Hehe, you'll know after a while." Ran Liang smiled mysteriously.

Soon, the leader of the blacksmith Zhang Laosan was ready in the courtyard next to him.

Ran Liang led Ran Min to the shooting range, picked up a loaded musket, and handed it to Ran Min.

"Prince, please take a closer look. I will demonstrate it to you!"

After Ran Liang said that, he quickly picked up the musket and put it on a bracket in front, and then stuffed the fuse above the trigger.

He took the musket, aimed at a straw target in front, and then pulled the trigger hard.

"collapse!"

With a loud bang, a ball of white choking smoke ejected out.

Ran Min, who was watching carefully next to him, was almost scared to jump up.

"Okay, let's go and see the target!" Ran Liang walked forward with a musket that was still emitting white smoke.

Ran Min, who was barely awake, was still beating around Hu Teng and Hu Teng, and unconsciously followed his father forward.

As soon as he arrived in front of the target, Ran Min immediately widened his eyes in surprise.

A look of shock overflowed from his eyes.

"Father, is this iron armor?"

"Well, it's not bad, it's like a fake one to change the Bu Renjia!"

The straw target in front of me was covered with a pair of cold iron armor, but there was a huge hole in the middle of the iron armor.

The hard armor and cowhide rope were smashed.

"Father, is this the power of a musket?" Ran Min looked at the terrible wound on the target, and felt even more excited.

"Yes, this is the power of the musket! Once this object is released, the elite soldiers wearing double armor cannot stop them at all. The Huns barbarians who eat raw meat and drink blood are even more like paper!"

Ran Liang said with a relaxed expression.

Although this large musket belongs to early muskets, its huge caliber and accurate dose make its power terrifying.

As long as the heavy projectile hits the body and can never die on the spot, it is absolutely superman.

"Don't look at it anymore, you can try it too!" Ran Liang said.

"Okay!" Ran Min said excitedly.

Under Ran Liang's personal guidance, Ran Min completed the preparation procedure with trembling hands.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang and white smoke, Ran Min felt a sudden shock on his shoulder, which almost staggered.

"Off-target!"

When Ran Liang saw the target in front of him, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

The expression on Ran Min's face was also very fun, both unwilling to give up and full of shame.

"Haha, if you want this musket to hit, you need to practice!"

Ran Liang patted Ran Min on the shoulder and encouraged him.

"Father, is the secret weapon you just mentioned this musket?" Ran Min asked.

"That's right, those powerful men in the north should support them well." Ran Liang said.

This powerful big musket is enough to kill any resister.

The more barbarians they kill, the more miserable they will be, the more honest they will be in the future.

"Father, once this thing comes out, the world will have nothing to do with General Zhang. Please take back Cheng's life. Never let such powerful military weapons flow out!" Ran Min said with a very serious expression.

"Haha, prince, I understand what you mean. However, although this thing is a powerful weapon in the military, even if it is handed over to the barbarians, they will not be able to learn it. They will never be able to copy it within ten years."

Ran Liang was very confident about this.

Although this musket is just a simple iron pipe or copper pipe, it will definitely take one or two years to complete calibration and milling machine processing.

In addition, it requires a lot of gunpowder reserves, even if the muskets are made, the barbarians will not be able to create gunpowder for use.

Nowadays, except for the great men, almost all civilizations regard gunpowder as magic.

Ran Liang's few words immediately made Ran Min relieved.

"I ordered people to pick out the best three hundred muskets of this kind, along with a batch of ammunition. If you take them to the northern border, you can not only kill and injure the barbarians, but also shock the local tyrants!" Ran Liang said.

"Three hundred?"

"Don't worry, if Ran Min goes here, he will definitely eradicate these hidden dangers for his father!"

When Ran Min heard that there were actually 300 fire guns, he was immediately overjoyed and immediately issued a military order.

Afterwards, Ran Min repeatedly begged, 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 spent, he must train the prince to become an excellent musketeer.

With the sound of "bang bang bang" muskets, Ran Min's gunsmanship immediately improved rapidly.

Although limited by the rough hit rate of the musket, Ran Min can already accurately hit a human-shaped target twenty steps away.

A few days later.

Ran Min, the prince of the King of Pingxi of the Han Dynasty, led a group of guards to leave Buhanla City and headed towards the northwest.

Now that Sassanthemum has retreated its troops, as long as they repel these barbarians in the northwest direction, the territory of Pingxi King will be truly forever for thousands of years.

In particular, the current Han emperor has given Ran Liang a large amount of gunpowder.

With these powerful weapons,
Chapter completed!