"The troops of Prince Heng are indeed extraordinary. In terms of combat strength, I would say that calling them the best in the Great Xia Dynasty would not be an exaggeration!"
In the end, Zhao Qirui made a fair judgment. The Da Yuan army had just completed the battle formation transitions between formation, attack, retreat, and defense in a short period of time with great skill. The coordination between the infantry and artillery was even more eye-opening for him. The Da Yuan army's equipment was sharp, and the soldiers were well-trained. Zhao Qirui's statement that they were the best in the Great Xia Dynasty was indeed not an empty boast.
Qin Mu's face was grim as he coldly said, "The Prince of Heng's troops rely too much on the advantage of weaponry. You should know that the enemy situation on the battlefield changes in an instant. If you use cavalry to harass and exhaust the defending troops, and then wait for the right opportunity to launch a desperate attack with heavy cavalry, can you... defend against it?"
"Someone, prepare the iron target, bring the rifle and the water vat!" Qin Mu did not answer Qin Mu's question directly, but waved to the people below the stage. Soon, soldiers carried up a water vat and a rifle.
Qin Mo casually tossed the rifle into the water tank, then, amidst the puzzled looks of Zhao Qirui and the others, retrieved it again, pulled back the bolt, and began to design a shot at the iron target a hundred paces away.
"Bang bang bang bang bang"
Five shots rang out in succession, and five bursts of sparks erupted from the iron target. Sparks also lit up Zhao Qirui's eyes.
"May I have a look at this musket, Prince Heng?"
"Of course it is possible, General. Please take a look. This gun is forged from fine steel, and the bullets are sealed in copper, so they are not afraid of rain. Moreover, loading is easy. With a few thousand rifles, we will not be afraid of even tens of thousands of iron cavalry."
Prince Qin Jian of Chang Le was familiar with the performance of this rifle, but Zhao Qirui was unaware of it. Qin Mo taught him how to operate it step by step, and he quickly understood the power of this Type 3 rifle.
"Qin Mo! Such a powerful weapon... could it be sold to the soldiers of our northern frontier?"
As soon as Zhao Qirui said this, everyone around him held their breath and pricked up their ears to listen.
Wang Yushi gave Qin Mo a cold, sharp look, signaling him to refuse.
"This gun is very expensive!"
"Expensive? Nonsense. Can it be more expensive than the gear of a cavalryman? Is it easier to support a rifleman or a cavalryman?" Zhao Qirui had fought on the battlefield for many years and immediately saw the most powerful feature of these three types of rifles. With these three types of rifles, infantry would have the ability to confront cavalry head-on. So why would we need to support so many cavalrymen?
"This is a matter of great importance; I must consider it!"
"How long do you need to think about it?" Zhao Qirui's eyes lit up when he heard that Qin Mo did not directly refuse. He disregarded his status and kept pestering Qin Mo for more information.
"Six or seven months, I guess!" Qin Mo said with a smile, glancing at Wang Yushi's belly.
Wang Yushi: "........."
Qin Mu and the others: "............"
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