Zhang Fei, when he was first appointed as the Marquis of Xinting, claimed to be a craftsman who forged iron from the Red Vermilion Mountain to make a sword, on which he inscribed the inscription "Marquis of Xinting is a great general of the Han Dynasty". Later, he was killed by Fan Qiang, and the sword was given to Wu.
This is the record of Tao Hongjing in his book "Records of Swords and Knives in Ancient and Modern Times".
Legend has it that after the sword entered Wu, it returned to the hands of Zhang Fei's son Zhang Bao after some twists and turns, and finally avenged his master.
Later, when Zhang Baosan was out of Qishan, his horse stumbled and he fell off a cliff and died. The sword was then passed on to his son Zhang Zun.
Zhang Zun was not good at military affairs, but there was no one in the country at that time. Faced with Deng Ai's surprise attack, he had no choice but to take up his sword and kill the enemy. In the end, he died on the battlefield.
The knife then fell into the hands of the villagers and was enshrined in the Zhang Fei Temple, enjoying incense and worship.
Until the end of the Western Jin Dynasty, the temple was destroyed in the war. Since then, there has been no news of this sword. Only the words of Liuquan Jushi "its name will not be extinguished" remain for future generations.
"Let this sword return to the world today!"
Zhou Chuan thought about it and started writing, telling the past of the knife one by one. He also used the story between it and the three generations of the Zhang family as a hook to point out the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty.
The landscape is picturesque and there were many heroes at the time. However, the Yangtze River is flowing away eastward and time is surging like waves, making many events of the past and present become a joke.
"Huh..."
After adding the rationality, Zhou Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, then took out the draft from his sleeve, glanced at it briefly, and began to compose the picture.
As one of the easiest types of cards to create, weapon cards are indeed much simpler to make.
The only somewhat troublesome weapon data is not a problem for Zhou Chuan.
When he was a child, because his parents were busy with work, he spent a long time with his grandparents. There were no entertainment activities in the countryside at that time, so he followed his grandfather to listen to storytelling.
There was nothing he didn't love, such as Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin, Sui and Tang Dynasties, The Story of Yue Fei, Generals of the Yang Family.
Because of his good memory, he could remember the martial arts rankings, the battle process, weapon introductions and other information only after listening to it twice. He could often confuse a group of old men when he "sat and talked" in the evening.
He originally regarded these things as beautiful childhood memories, but he didn't expect that they would come in handy today.
However, he did not overly trust the information commonly seen in storytelling, such as "three feet and three inches" and "weight three pounds and six ounces". He just did everything to facilitate his own use.
You know, in this life's junior high school interest activities, there are courses related to weapon design. After he finished his studies, he even tidied up a wooden stick into the shape of a sword. That day, there was no vegetable head in the miles, and no vicious dogs in the streets.
All in all, no one knows weapon making better than him.
"My eyes are a bit tired."
Zhou Chuanqing said as he summoned a bottle of water from the sea of his heart. After washing his face, he continued to depict the details.
Time passed slowly, and after repeated polishing and refinement, this card was finally successfully produced.
"If I had this knife when I was a kid, all the geese and dogs in the village would be terrified!"
Zhou Chuan took the weapon card flying towards him and swung it. A sword as colorful as solid ice and shining with cold light appeared in his hand.
After practicing it in his mind in this way and having enough fun, Zhou Chuan changed it back into card form.
Perhaps through word of mouth, this ancient sword that is suspected to have actually appeared in history has been tainted with some magic. After it was made, it actually reached the purple rating, and a dull light surged all over.
"good."
Zhou Chuanqing said as he turned over the card to see the specific information of this card:
Real name: Xinting Houdao
Quality: Purple
Category: Weapon Cards
Introduction: First, he inherited the fierce and upright spirit of Marquis Huan; second, he inherited the name of Marquis Huan that shook the world.
Effect:
Broken Army: When the target is judged to be unable to resist, the damage caused by this card is doubled.
Cutting off Evil: Xinting Hou Dao is influenced by the righteousness of heaven and earth and the murderous spirit of the battlefield. There is a certain probability that units judged as evil in the enemy camp will be put into a state of shock.
Murderous Aura: During the battle, there is a certain probability that the enemy camp's units will fall into the illusion of an ancient battlefield. The hit probability and the effect of use depend on the will and strength of both sides.
Beheaded: It craves blood and heads, and has a certain probability of triggering the beheading state during battle.
“This knife is quite good.”
Zhou Chuan silently held the card in his palm, and with a thought, he returned to reality.
After this period of training, his will and mind have been tempered to be extremely tough, and his mental strength has been improved. He will not be drained by a weapon card, nor will he be overwhelmed by fatigue like after forging the Minotaur.
"Huh." Zhou Chuan stretched and stood up, spreading out his palm to reveal the cards, which showed a strange luster under the light.
"The sooner the certification is done, the sooner it will be over. I'll go home and eat."
He said softly as he placed the card on the identification frame. The screen suddenly lit up with colorful lights. After a few seconds, the broadcast finally sounded again:
"The bond is confirmed to be 100%..."
"The card attributes match the material selected by the examinee..."
"The quality of the card is purple. After calculation, it is unique and can be confirmed as an original self-made card. May I ask if candidate Zhou Chuan wants to use this card as the final work of the weapon card to verify the results of this exam?"
"Yes." Zhou Chuan replied.
"Recorded successfully! Current time: 16:15:36, June 8, 2019. The candidate has completed the verification of both cards and is allowed to leave the examination room."
As the broadcast stopped, the sound of gears grinding together was heard from the door, and it finally opened with a "click".
The familiar invigilator walked in from outside, followed by two young men in uniform, who started cleaning the room without saying a word.
The invigilator waved his hand, motioning Zhou Chuan to follow him and leave the room. The moment he left, two muscular young men who were guarding on both sides of the door followed silently.
Just like that, we walked out of the building and came to the playground. The invigilator just said, "It's the last round of the exam. Try to be steady. You have a chance to get the top score."
"The pressure is huge." Zhou Chuan smiled and said this, but his steps were brisk.
The invigilator smiled slightly when he saw this. In fact, he was only responsible for taking care of Zhou Chuan throughout the entire exam.
As Mr. Chu's adjutant, he didn't take it seriously when he first heard about Zhou Chuan. He believed that for a poor and remote place like Baihu, it was already the limit for it to produce two national heroes, Mr. Fu and Mr. Yu, and it would be difficult to produce another talented person.
But the results of his first deck competition in his life slapped him in the face.
Purple Spirit Cards, Purple Skill Cards, Blue Weapon Cards… Each one is better than the last, and there is absolutely no limit in sight.
Now, right under his nose, in just one day, two more purple cards appeared.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel excited. As a representative of soldiers of civilian origin, the more he looked at Zhou Chuan, a genius from an ordinary family, the more he liked him and was full of expectations for his future!
"I must bring back a top prize."
He thought to himself.