Zhang Yuan understood, yes.
Doesn't archery also require accuracy?
Tsk tsk.
Looking at it this way, I feel like I am the weakest.
It's okay, he decided.
My eyesight and aim are not good enough.
007 joins in.
After a while, Wang Jian and his two guards also learned how to shoot.
They held the pistols in their hands excitedly and enthusiastically.
Wang Jian's voice was trembling: "Amazing, so amazing!"
"Your Majesty! Can the immortal give this thing to our Great Qin?"
He wants it!
Wouldn't the Qin Dynasty be even more powerful with this thing?
The First Emperor also wanted it.
But he knew the rules of the system; this kind of hot weapon could not be traded.
Now they only have the right to use it.
Unless, Daqin can produce thermal weapons on its own.
The First Emperor pondered for a moment and felt that this method was feasible. It seemed that he would have to ask Commander Wang and others for the method of making a pistol later.
When Wang Jianguo heard Wang Jian's words, his heart moved slightly.
Look, it’s indeed my real ancestor.
This idea is different!
Just like him! Love weapons!
Not bad, not bad.
"Old... ahem, um... General Wang, don't worry for now. You'll have something more urgent to do later."
Wang Jianguo almost made a slip of the tongue and directly called out "ancestor" to Wang Jian.
He quickly coughed lightly to cover it up and change the subject.
Wang Jian didn't understand, and now this gun had made him very excited.
Is there anything that could excite him more?
The next moment...Wang Jian was shocked again...
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