The rise of the poor

Chapter 2160: I don't accept it, I accept it

"Before I go to Zhu Ping'an for the banquet, I have three things for you to do." Wang Zhi summoned Mao Haifeng, Otomo Sadakawa and a group of Japanese pirate generals into the tent, glanced around at them, and said slowly.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to attend Zhu Ping'an's banquet? Zhu Ping'an is very cunning. If he holds a Hongmen Banquet, it will be dangerous. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall. I suggest that Your Majesty should not attend the banquet."

A Japanese pirate general stood up and said excitedly that he strongly opposed Wang Zhi going to the Zhejiang Army camp to keep the appointment.

"Yes, Zhu Ping'an is full of bad intentions. The 1,000 Zhejiang troops they sent must have been carefully selected, and the firearms in their hands are too sharp. Each of them has two muskets. They must have concentrated the best muskets of the Zhejiang Army in their hands. Zhu Ping'an's actions are clearly the behavior of a mean person. In order to win this duel, he cheated by any means. He really has no shame at all."

Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but follow suit, denouncing Zhu Ping'an for not wanting Bilian.

In his opinion, the Zhejiang Army must have cheated in this fight, concentrating all the firearms of the Zhejiang Army on the 1,000 Zhejiang Army soldiers participating in the battle.

Who has two firearms in hand? This is a typical cheat. Although General Xue also cheated by borrowing a lot of fine armor from various places and hundreds of elite Japanese pirates to help, Zhu Ping'an's cheat was even more shameless.

Two muskets per person!

A musket is not a fire stick. It is very precious. It costs ten taels of silver to buy one from the red-haired barbarians, not to mention the bullets and gunpowder, which are consumables and each shot costs silver.

How many muskets could the Zhejiang Army have? How could they be so wealthy that each soldier had two muskets? Of course, all the muskets in the Zhejiang Army would be supplied first to the 1,000 Zhejiang Army soldiers participating in the war.

This is too shameless.

"Cough cough."

At this moment, an untimely cough was heard, interrupting the crowd's indignant curses at Zhu.

"What's wrong, nephew Haifeng?"

Wang Xiaoyi and others heard Mao Haifeng's cough, and they couldn't help but look up at Mao Haifeng and asked in a deep voice.

"Foster father, uncles, my brother Dayou and I have fought against Zhu Ping'an's Zhejiang Army twice. In fact, Zhu Ping'an not only did not use any tricks or dirty tricks in this battle, on the contrary, he even held back half of his strength."

Mao Haifeng stood up, clasped his fists towards Wang Zhi, Wang Xiaoyi and others, and spoke slowly.

Mao Haifeng's words were like a bolt of lightning, like a shot of dog shit thrown into a hornet's nest.

"What? Not only did he not resort to any underhanded tactics, he even stopped?! He even stopped at half his strength?!"

"Nephew Haifeng, are you kidding me?!"

"My dear nephew Haifeng, this joke is over. Zhu Ping'an was so shameless that he equipped each soldier of the Zhejiang Army with two muskets. And you still say that he didn't use any tricks or dirty tricks, and that he only used half of his strength?!"

After hearing what Mao Haifeng said, Wang Xiaoyi and others who were present started to refute him in a buzzing voice.

Mao Haifeng's words were so absurd that they couldn't accept it. Zhu Ping'an was so insidious, but he still defended him and said that he had stopped and only stopped halfway. It was simply nonsense!

snort!

Isn’t the reason why Mao Haifeng praises Zhu Ping’an so much just to make amends for himself?

"Haifeng, why do you say that?" Wang Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Mao Haifeng, and asked slowly.

"Godfather, uncles and uncles, the reason I said this is because Zhu Ping'an's Zhejiang soldiers were originally equipped with two muskets, and..." Mao Haifeng once again clasped his fists towards Wang Zhi and others, and explained slowly.

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Wang Xiaoyi and others.

"My dear nephew Haifeng, you said that the Zhejiang Army was originally equipped with two muskets per person? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Haifeng, when did muskets become cheap? You know how much a musket costs! How rich can the Zhejiang Army be that each soldier has two muskets? The imperial court can't even afford to give them one!"

Wang Xiaoyi and others waved their hands.

"The Zhejiang Army had a battalion called the Equipment Battalion, which had hundreds of craftsmen and could forge their own muskets, greatly reducing costs."

Mao Haifeng explained.

Uh

The Zhejiang Army actually had an equipment battalion with hundreds of craftsmen who could forge their own firearms.

In this case, he might actually equip the Zhejiang Army with two muskets.

The red-haired barbarians sold them muskets for ten taels of silver each, and they sold them to the separatist forces in Japan for twenty or even thirty taels of silver each.

Given the greedy nature of the red-haired barbarians, they would never sell to them unless there was several times the profit.

If you really calculate it, isn't the musket made of iron and copper? How much iron and copper does it really need? The cost may be less than one or two taels of silver.

If the Zhejiang Army was able to forge muskets on their own, it would be possible for each soldier to have two muskets.

Wang Xiaoyi and others fell silent when they thought of this.

Mao Haifeng saw that everyone was silent, and he couldn't help but twitched his lips, and then slowly added, "I haven't finished speaking just now. Besides the fire gun, does the Zhejiang Army have a more powerful firearm?"

"What? Zhu Ping'an has an even more powerful firearm?"

"Is there any firearm more powerful than a musket?"

"Nephew Haifeng, what is this firearm you are talking about?"

When Wang Xiaoyi heard Mao Haifeng say that Zhu Ping'an had a more powerful firearm in his hand, he couldn't help but ask quickly.

"Zhu Ping'an also has a firearm called the Crouching Tiger Cannon. This firearm is ten or a hundred times more powerful than a musket. The power of the Crouching Tiger Cannon is almost as powerful as the Portuguese cannon we installed on the side of the ship. One shot can shake the earth and mountains, and it can spray hundreds or even thousands of bullets, covering the sky and the earth. When hundreds of Crouching Tiger Cannons fire at the same time, the dense bullets cover the sky and the sun, and the day seems to have turned into dusk. The power is simply insane."

Mao Haifeng described it with lingering fear.

"Yes, his tiger squat cannon can also fire an iron ball as thick as a bowl. With one iron ball, more than ten people were smashed, leaving blood and flesh all over. The Zhejiang Army has no less than a hundred such cannons. This weapon is responsible for our defeat."

Otomo Sadakawa also added a sentence.

"Ah? The Zhejiang Army actually has more than a hundred Tiger Crouching Cannons?!"

"Is the Crouching Tiger Cannon so powerful?"

After hearing what Mao Haifeng and Otomo Sadakawa said, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Since the Zhejiang Army has more than a hundred Tiger Crouching Cannons with such powerful power, why don't they use them in this battle?"

Wang Xiaoyi was puzzled.

"From what I know about him, he might be afraid that we would be defeated and would affect his meeting with his godfather."

Mao Haifeng said slowly.

Wang Xiaoyi and others fell silent immediately. What Mao Haifeng said was a bit hurtful. Indeed, now that Zhu Ping'an did not use the Tiger Crouching Cannon, they still said that Zhu Ping'an was cheating and using underhanded tricks, and they were not convinced. If Zhu Ping'an used the Tiger Crouching Cannon, how could they possibly accept it?

In this case, Zhu Pingan really stopped fighting, well, at least he stopped half of it. (End of this chapter)