I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Rice, millet, fodder, salt... a total of dozens of supplies!

The total weight is measured in "ten thousand shi"!

They need to be organized and summarized, and accurately recorded in the ledger.

On the day the task was assigned, the Shinsengumi's finance office was immediately filled with wails.

Some passionate people will simply look up and spew out every single swear word in Japanese.

As the head of the finance department, Elodie stepped forward at this critical moment when her subordinates were harboring negative emotions, perfectly fulfilling her role as a "leader".

She quickly got into work mode and dared to be a pioneer.

She managed the heavy workload in an orderly manner, overseeing the accounting, assigning tasks, and compiling statistics.

During this period, she demonstrated another of her strengths—excellent physical fitness.

Perhaps because she has practiced martial arts since childhood and has persisted in training, she has excellent physical fitness.

Qing Deng once assessed that, in terms of physical fitness alone, Elodie was stronger than most of the Shinsengumi members!

After the first caravan arrived, Elodie moved directly into the treasury, where he ate, drank, and slept.

Her diligent work ethic is the best illustration of idioms such as "diligent and persistent" and "unable to eat or sleep".

"Working for more than ten hours straight," "not even having time to eat"... these are all common occurrences.

Her diligent and conscientious demeanor gave off a sense of "dedicating herself to the cause until her dying breath"... To put it bluntly, her subordinates were terrified! They were afraid she would work herself to death!

Fortunately, she remained in good spirits.

Her complexion was rosy, her eyes were clear, and she moved with ease, showing no signs of exhaustion.

The so-called "innate divine body of cattle and horses" is nothing more than this.

Even the boss was going to the "front line" despite the hardships, so no matter how much the finance department staff complained, they dared not say anything more.

The king has moved; how can the soldiers not move?

To some extent, Elodie's dedication boosted the morale of the finance department.

And so, under Elodie's leadership, the finance department unleashed amazing energy!

The mountains of money and grain were transformed into strings of precise figures.

Those vast warehouses were transformed into thick ledgers.

Anyone with a brain knows what these numbers and these ledgers really mean.

To put it bluntly—these are Qin Jinfan's big data!

Having data on how much money, grain, and weapons are stored in the warehouses allows one to have a clear understanding of the situation, whether it's developing the economy or waging wars abroad.

Regarding the importance of this "bottom line," one can refer to the famous "Art of War" by Sun Tzu: "Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be defeated!"

Following her work on the "Great Treasury," Elodie has once again proven herself.

After witnessing this overwhelming achievement, even the most critical person would be speechless.

Even extremists who despise Westerners and view them as monstrous threats have to acknowledge this fact—

Elodie is truly an exceptional person!

She is fully capable of serving as the "Head of Finance Department"!

Rather, it's as if the job was tailor-made for her!

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As the money and grain were gradually deposited into the warehouse, Qingdeng's long-awaited "ultimate weapon"—the M1861 rifle and the Parrot rifled cannon—finally arrived in Qinjin Prefecture!

Accompanying these guns and cannons to the domain were two young instructors who had been sent by Kinoshita Rin to teach gunnery tactics.

Upon seeing the two instructors, Qing Deng couldn't help but show a look of utter astonishment.

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Qinjin Fan, Dajin, a wasteland in the suburbs——

Inoue Genzaburo took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and then shouted:

"go ahead!"

As soon as he shouted, a series of heavy, thunderous footsteps echoed across the scene.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

One hundred soldiers lined up in two horizontal rows, moving forward at a leisurely pace with what could be considered fairly orderly steps.

They are special.

This is not because they have strange appearances or wear bizarre clothes.

It was because of the weapons they possessed.

What they were carrying were not the usual swords, spears, and halberds, but rifles!

With a length of nearly 5 feet (1.5 meters), a dark brown barrel, and a "hunchback" shaped hammer, it is the Springfield M1861 rifle!

The soldiers' left hands were close to their legs, while their right hands supported the butts of their rifles, allowing the rifles to rest naturally against their right shoulders.

Aoto, Hijikata Toshizo, Kondo Isami, Souji, Nagakura Shinpachi, Serizawa Kamo... all the high-ranking members of the Shinsengumi waited quietly on the sidelines.

Even Yamanami Keisuke, Sanako, and Todo Heisuke, who have been busy with "supply storage" recently, temporarily put aside their work to watch this unique "martial arts demonstration".

Inoue Genzaburo served as the on-site commander for this "martial arts exercise".

The members of this musketeer squad all come from the Sixth Division.

Therefore, sending the captain of the Sixth Division to take command is a reasonable arrangement.

At this moment, Inoue Genzaburo walked nervously along the side of the musketeer team, maintaining the same pace as them.

Directly in front of them, dozens of targets made of solid wood stood quietly in a line.

Before long, the advancing musket team was only a dozen paces away from the target group.

Seeing this, Inoue Genzaburo hurriedly shouted:

"stop!"

The footsteps stopped.

The musketeers stood upright, their once perfectly orderly formation now somewhat distorted.

Some people stood a little forward, some stood a little back... The whole thing presented a crooked "streamline" shape.

Inoue Genzaburo did not order a regrouping.

He turned his head to look at Qingdeng, who was not far away.

Qingdeng nodded.

The instant he received the order, Inoue Genzaburo drew his sword from his waist, raised it overhead, and pointed the tip to the sky.

"Raise your gun!"

Click, click, click, click, click...

The gunmen raised their rifles in unison.

The sounds of metal colliding, "crack," "crack," filled the air.

"aim!"

The gunmen lowered their rifles, the dark muzzles pointing directly at the target group ahead.

Inoue Genzaburo regulated his breathing.

The next moment, he raised the blade above his head and swung it down forcefully—

"put!!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The popping sound startled birds in the distance.

The bullet flew through the air, leaving a fleeting afterimage in mid-air.

Souji, Kinoshita Mai, and others watching from the sidelines instinctively covered their ears.

After the gunshot, thick, milky-white smoke filled the entire area.

Even from a great distance, Qingdeng and the others could smell the pungent, bitter odor of gunpowder.

"Reload!"

Inoue Genzaburo issued a new order.

The gunmen frantically lowered their rifles, with the butts on the ground and the muzzles pointing upwards. They then took out ammunition pouches from their waists, filled the barrels with gunpowder and bullets, and then took out cleaning rods to compress the bullets.

This is a very complex loading process.

If any part of the process goes wrong, the loading speed will slow down, or even the bullets will not be fired.

The gunmen's "shooting" was passable, but their "loading" was... well...

Even if we use the term "high emotional intelligence," it's still nothing special!

Some people accidentally dropped the bullet.

Some people spilled gunpowder all over their hands.

Some people can't put the cleaning rod back in after removing it.

All sorts of problems...

It took the gunmen nearly two minutes to prepare to fire again.

Inoue Genzaburo raised his sword once again.

"Raise your gun!"

Click, click, click, click, click...