When Old John brought people to move the big wooden box to everyone, at this moment, everyone's eyes were all attracted by the big wooden box.

As the wooden box was opened, under the expectant and curious eyes of everyone, the things inside were presented to everyone.

Five Garland M1 rifles, five Steel TMP mini submachine guns, plus several black boxes filled with bullets.

Under the sunlight, these guns and ammunition were pitch black and shiny, and shining.

At this moment, except for Morris, this was the first time that everyone on the scene saw this legendary armor-breaking weapon: a musket

The scene was silent and silent.

Sean picked up a Garland rifle from the box and slowly introduced: "This holy gun from the Kingdom of Heaven is called Garland. It weighs 4.3 kilograms and is equipped with twenty bullets. It has an effective range of more than 700 meters and can penetrate any ordinary heavy armor within 200 meters."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell into shock again.

Even Morris, who was standing next to him, was frightened by Sean's remarks.

What is the concept of seven hundred meters?

Ordinary bows and arrows, even if they are shot, are probably only a distance of more than 100 meters, and their lethality is limited.

There are also the longbows of the siege of some elite legions of the Principality, and the range is less than 300 meters.

However, the distance is nothing. The key is that its lethality is still very terrifying. Within two hundred meters, it can penetrate ordinary heavy armor, and its weight is only a few kilograms.

It's so scary, it's simply scary.

Even the most powerful Monroe Musket is probably not as far away as its range before the magic pattern.

"Oh my God, seven hundred meters!"

"Wouldn't that be farther than many crossbows of the city wall?" an apprentice knight exclaimed.

Hearing this, Sean smiled and said, "The heavy weapon of the crossbow is usually used for city defense. It is mainly to break the enemy's heavy armor array. Whether it is speed or accuracy, it is far from comparable to the holy gun in my hand... It is useless to say too much, so I'll demonstrate it to you."

When the scene was heard that the lord was about to demonstrate the use of the holy gun himself, the scene was boiling again.

Under Morris' shout, everyone avoided it and cleared out a shooting training venue.

Sean held the rifle and, under the gaze of everyone, slowly walked to the center of the training ground, slowly raised the muzzle, and aimed at the target board fifty meters away.

He gently pulled the trigger, his body trembled, and suddenly there were several consecutive gunshots, and a muffled sound of a bullet hitting the target came from a distance.

Then everyone rushed to the target board to observe. The scene above made them stunned and gasped.

Several round holes penetrated on the thick target plate.

It is obvious that the Lord’s holy gun just now easily penetrated the target board.

This attack speed and lethality are simply many times stronger than their crossbows.

When I used the crossbow before, I thought the crossbow was very lethal.

But after seeing the Lord using the holy gun with his own eyes, he realized that compared with this Garland, the crossbow is garbage.

After the demonstration, Sean called the person back to his original place again and said with a serious expression: "Now I will start teaching you to use this Garland Holy Spear. Next, you must keep every word and every move I say in your heart and not miss it. If you have anything you don't understand or what you want to know during the training process, you can ask me at any time..."

"Finally, I would like to remind you that at any time, the gun cannot be pointed at your own people. In non-combat situations, you must pull the insurance up to prevent fire from getting hurt and accidentally hurting your own people..."

Sean was talking patiently, and everyone at the scene, including Morris, pricked up their ears and listened with great care.

Immediately afterwards, someone kept asking questions: "Lord, what is the fire?"

"And what is recoil?"

"What does it mean to get stuck?"

"Why do we have to stuff our ears when practicing shooting?"

"What should we do if the holy gun breaks down?"

"What is a barrel? Why do I need to check and clean it up?"

"And Lord, what you just mentioned, if we accidentally get wet, can we put it on the fire and roast it?"

Facing everyone's questions, whether they were normal or strange, Sean patiently answered them one by one, and explained them carefully based on what they could understand.

Although these guys are not very educated, fortunately, they are all smart and have strong acceptance skills. Especially Little Pierce and the black dog who looked a little stupid, they quickly mastered the correct posture and tricks to shoot.

For a whole morning, everyone was practicing the shooting posture or asking questions. The number of times they actually shot was not very high.

Sean knew very well that training the first batch of gunmen was the most difficult.

As long as he successfully trains this group of people and recruits new gunmen to join in the future, he will be much easier.

Later, it was almost noon, and Sean taught them how to use submachine guns.

The submachine gun is small and exquisite, lightweight, and easy to operate. After explaining it to them for a little, they basically understand how to use it.

Rifles emphasize precise killing, while submachine guns emphasize firepower output, two different combat styles.

As long as these guys get familiar with the rifle, it will be no problem to use any gun in the future.

The only hope is that their marksmanship is better and their training progress is faster, so that they can save a lot of bullets in the future.

Down!

When the church bell rang, it was noon without realizing it.

It's obvious that Sean underestimated these guys' enthusiasm for guns.

When the time for the afternoon prayer came, they all held guns and gathered together to discuss and communicate, without knowing the time at all.

Even Morris, who has always been steady and aloof, participated in their discussion.

Sean coughed a few times, but everyone still didn't react at all.

In desperation, Sean shouted: "It's noon now. Let's take a break and continue training in the afternoon. Lunch has been prepared for everyone in the castle. Let's go there together."

Hearing the lord's urging, everyone reluctantly put down their guns and left the training ground with unfulfilled wish.

Sean turned to look at Morris who was following him and said, "I inform Zebra and the other five later, and let them come to participate in training in a few afternoons."

Morris nodded, "Okay, Lord Lord!"

Just as everyone ran away from the training ground, suddenly, strange birds screamed from the sky.

Sean frowned and looked up at the sky, and saw a group of black birds flying over the Black Hawk territory like a sky-high.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but say curiously: "What's going on?"

Morris also looked up at the flock of birds and said in confusion: "I don't know, it seems that they all flew over from the dark forest."

Sean pondered for a moment, secretly felt something was wrong, and asked hurriedly: "Did Zebra and the others not come back yet?"

As soon as this said, Morris immediately woke up and said, "According to time, he should have returned now. Did something unexpected happen?"

"Let's go, we have to go over and take a look."

After saying that, Sean said to Little Pierce: "Take my horse here."

Little Pierce was stunned. Didn’t he want to have a meal? Why did he have to lead a horse again?

Although my heart was full of questions, I still followed suit with respect.
Chapter completed!