Big Ear Thief Selling Straw Sandals

In the Yongzhou Army, Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong were affectionately called the "blood son" of the lord's family by his colleagues.

Within a year, he went to public school, received special warfare training, joined the army under special conditions, went from being a groom to the artillery army, then to being a full-time instructor in the Liangzhou army, and now he went to the musketeer camp.

The revolving lantern can't turn as fast as you!

Jokes aside, Zhao Zilong's intelligence is obvious to all, no matter what he does, he knows it at first glance, and he can play it outstandingly.

Therefore, some people suspect that he is the reincarnation of Ye Qiu.

Love what he does, and Zhao Yun never plays tricks.

Since he serves as the captain of the Musket Battalion, in addition to doing his job well, the master has given him a mission.

Check for deficiencies and fill them up, and try to increase the combat effectiveness of the Musket Battalion officers and soldiers as much as possible so that they can produce greater lethality.

And Liu Bei assigned Gongsun Mingzhu’s ideas as a project.

"If you can solve the problem of the slow firing rate of the musket and the erratic accuracy of the musket from thirty steps away, you can be transferred to another position."

The lord left, and so did the new wife of the sharpshooter. Zhao Yun looked at the musket and ammunition and decided to try his marksmanship first.

Swish, two figures rushed over.

"Boss! Brother Zilong!"

As soon as Zhao Yun heard it, he knew that there was no one else except the sleeves and bags.

Ma Dai was injured, but the boy insisted on playing the hero, grinning in pain and refusing to let Ma Xiu be more beautiful than before.

Zhao Yun kicked Ma Xiu and scolded him: "Why are you running so fast? Can't you just give in?"

Matthew disagreed, a little trauma would not kill him.

"Hehe, he's trying to show off himself, does he blame me?"

Seeing Zhao Yun's serious face, Ma Dai asked, "Brother Zilong, why are you coming to Gun Camp again?"

"Hey!"

Zhao Yunting was helpless. Who knows what the lord was thinking?
Since I couldn't figure it out, I just didn't think about it, picked up the gun, and aimed at the target.

"Bah!"

Not even a hair was hurt.

"Hahaha! The light board missed the target! Hahaha!"

Two and a half young men, laughing heartlessly.

Zhao Yun was too lazy to pay attention to the pair of live treasures. He grabbed the second shot, recalled Gongsun Mingzhu's posture, and pulled the trigger.

"Bah!"

The projectile flew past the edge of the gun target, throwing up some debris.

"Blah blah blah..."

Out of ten shots, six hit the target, but the ring scores were not high.

"Tsk tsk, boss, this can't work. Anyone in the Musketeer Battalion is better than this."

Zhao Yun glanced at Ma Xiu sideways and asked, "You can do it, you go up?"

"I'll do it! I'll definitely beat you better than you!"

After the ten guns were loaded, Matthew took aim with one eye and fired calmly.

"Blah blah blah..."

Eight shots hit the target, and the average number of rounds was higher than Zhao Yun's.

Strength won out, and Matthew was naturally proud.

"Boss, how are you? Are you okay?"

"It's really good!" Zhao Yun praised, while looking at the target and asked: "Why can you hit it so accurately?"

Why?Why?
Matthew was baffled.

But Zhao Yun asked again: "Why are you more accurate than me?"

"Brother Zilong has been under too much pressure lately? How about asking Miracle Doctor Hua to take a look?"

Zhao Yun remained unmoved, looking at the bullet holes on the gun target and thinking about various possibilities.

Matthew said: "The more you practice, the more practice makes perfect, it can't be just luck, right?"

Zhao Yun picked up the gun again. The red hardwood, metal barrel, and various accessories were polished and sparkling, making it a work of art.

Ma Dai realized that "big brother" was really thinking about the accuracy issue, so he said: "Brother Zilong, this thing is a small hand cannon. The accuracy of the cannonballs is not known, so we can only make rough estimates based on experience."

With no clue for a while, Zhao Yun could only put it on hold for the time being.

"Where's Chaozi? What are you busy with?"

Ma Dai spoke quickly and immediately said: "Mei Zi asked him to help sew the big bag."

What?Zhang Mei sews cloth bags?Do you want Ma Chao to help?

Zhao Yun led the Ma brothers to the scene, and sure enough, a group of people were sewing and mending on the ground.When he got closer, Zhao Yun realized that this "skin bag" was really not small. It seemed to be at least two or three feet in diameter.

It wouldn’t be so big to make a raft, would it?Could it be from the sea?
But with warships and sea ships, it would be ridiculous to use a raft to cross the sea.

In fact, Ma Chao was not a sewing woman, but brought soldiers to help sort out the large leather bag, which ordinary female workers could not move.

"Brother Zilong, are you here?"

Zhang Mei greeted with a flowery smile.

Ma Chao greeted quickly: "Old Zhao is here just in time. Please help me quickly. I have to go back and take a look."

He had long been impatient to hang out with female workers, so he blamed Zhao Yun. Anyway, you two will be a family in the future, so we won't get involved.

Zhao Yun looked at the "behemoth" and asked curiously: "What is this for?"

Matthew Ma Dai also asked curiously: "Mei Zi, what do you do?"

Zhang Mei patted his skin and asked with a sly smile: "Guess."

Ma Dai blurted out: "It's so big, it's probably a leather tent, and the tents of the rabbit cats in the grassland seem to be bulging."

Matthew disagreed and immediately retorted: "Every tent must have a door, right? Look, there's not even a crack in it. Is it possible to dig a tunnel and get in?"

Zhao Yun couldn't guess, so he said: "I really can't guess, just tell me."

"God! My lord has said that once this thing is built, it can carry people to the clouds, ride in the mist, and even hold the moon in the sky for nine days."

Ma Dai immediately laughed and said: "Haha! Meizi, just blow it! This thing can go to the sky, I will call you sister!"

Zhang Mei immediately seized the opportunity and said to Zhao Yun and Ma Xiu: "You have all heard it. Don't let the bag cheat when the time comes!"

Seeing Zhang Mei's confidence, Zhao Yun immediately asked: "Can you really go to heaven?"

Zhang Mei pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Wait a while, and try after checking."

Hearing that it was really possible to "fly into the sky", Zhao Yun Maxiu also helped to turn the skin.

Only Ma Dai's small mouth was not timid and kept mumbling.

He really couldn't understand what such a heavy skin had to do with Feitian.

After a while, the entire skin bag was thoroughly inspected, and all the sutures were tightly closed and very strong.

Zhang Mei directed the soldiers to use a blower to fill the bag with air. Soon, a large balloon gradually took shape and was then connected to the tall wooden frames around it.

At the entrance of the skin bag, a large oil lamp was burning.

At this time, not only Zhao Yun discovered, but also Ma Xiu and Ma Dai saw that this was clearly an extra-large "Xuande Lantern".

Ouch!

Ma Dai was stunned.

He has done many "Xuande Lanterns" himself, and every time he can successfully take off and fly high into the sky.

Matthew jokingly said: "Bao Bao, are you stupid? Surrender quickly and lose half!"

"This, this, can this carry people? If it goes up to the sky, it can't come down. Isn't it too dangerous?"

Zhang Mei smiled and pointed at the sergeants, who were tying four extra-long leather ropes to the leather bag.

"The first time you lift off, it's considered a success if it's ten feet above the ground."

Yes, there is a rope tied to it, and it can be retracted at any time. Ma Dai wants to cry but has no tears.

As the air in the skin heated up, the skin swelled up and became a real hot air balloon, and the four teams of soldiers could hardly hold it.

When a large bamboo basket for only two people to stand was hung at the bottom of the hot air balloon, the "first generation" hot air balloon was officially born.

A prodigy and talented woman made a hot-air balloon that carried people into the sky, which was undoubtedly the first time in history.

Liu Bei, Gongsun Mingzhu, Guo Jia, Sun Xia, Ma Chao and others heard the news and came to participate in the flying ceremony.

Zhang Mei wanted to take off as No.1, but the lord refused without hesitation.

"Safety, safety, safety! Just wait! Then, go and find a pig!"

Soon, a [-]-pound calico pig was tied up and stuffed into the hanging basket.

Seeing the frightened howls coming from mid-air, Zhang Mei felt extremely resentful.

"It's really ugly! A good ceremony has been ruined, why don't I go up!"

Zhao Yun smiled and said with relief: "Mei Zi, you will be next, you must be better than the pig!"

Zhang Mei nodded repeatedly and suddenly saw Ma Xiu and Ma Dai covering his mouth and laughing.

When he came back to his senses, he pinched Zhao Yun angrily.

Long, a good man whose head could be broken off and whose blood could bleed, actually grimaced in pain.

Before Ma Dai could laugh again, Zhang Mei glanced at him.

"You still dare to laugh? Hurry up and call Sister Sheng to come and listen!" (End of Chapter)