The wind blew up, and the vegetation collapsed.
More than a dozen riders turned away from the official road and drove into the slate paved road. The sound of horses' hooves before, suddenly became noisy.
The knights were galloping silently, and suddenly one of them shouted: "Sir, go ahead for a while, Rong Beizhi, let's get some snacks!"
Saying that, he turned the horse's head and ran towards the gentle slope on the left. After about a dozen steps, he leaned over to catch the horse's belly, and there was an iron tire bow in his hand.
Seeing that he threw the reins and pulled out the feathers from the quiver, he didn't see how to aim, and the bow was an arrow.
Immediately, the iron tire bow was hung back on the horse's belly, and he urged the horse to grab a fat and healthy deer before returning to the gallop triumphantly.
At this time, the more than ten riders were only able to hold the reins.
He returned to the team, carelessly lifted the deer into the air, and said, "I will bake it in the prison at noon, so that I can give the brothers a tooth sacrifice."
Seeing this, everyone could not help but focus their attention on Sun Shaozong, who was the leader, to see what he would do with this person.
However, Sun Shaozong did not rush to express his position, he still sat upright on the horse, and calmly swept across the people and beasts on the opposite side.
On the contrary, Xu Shouye on the side couldn't hold back a little. He jumped out of the crowd and scolded: "Han Bang! Do you still have rules in your eyes!"
"rule?"
The Han gang put Zhang Zi on the horse's back, slumped his body back, and said with a smile: "Xu Qianhu, you said this rule, dare to ask which rule is it? The court has not issued an decree yet. Well, we don't seem to belong to you right now, do we?"
"you… "
Xu Shouye became more and more annoyed, and he was about to continue to scold, but Sun Shaozong raised his hand and stopped him.
After Xu Shouye stepped aside, Sun Shaozong looked at the Han Gang, but he was rather speechless.
He thought that by virtue of his recent reputation and the network of Luo Zhi in the army, he would be able to conquer this motley army smoothly.
Whoever thinks that there is still no eye-opening, to jump out and force him to stand up.
This Korean gang is a hundred households in the patrol battalion. It is famous for its good cavalry and archery in the army, but it is a scoundrel. All day long, it does not go away and goes backwards, so it has been in the army for more than ten years, but it is still in the sixth place. Product on the spot.
Originally, Sun Shaozong didn't take this kind of reckless man in his heart at all, but at this time, he was provoked by him face to face, so he had to brace up to deal with it.
I saw him urging the horse to step forward slowly, and stared at the Han Gang for a few times, seeing that although this fellow was still holding his neck, his face was full of arrogance, and the hand holding the reins and the iron tire bow was already It's blue veins.
this guy...
Could it be that you still plan to do it yourself
Sun Shaozong didn't realize that he was dumbfounded and laughed, stretched out his hand in front of him, and said, "Bring that bow and let me see it."
Gang Han was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he couldn't find a suitable reason - even if Sun Shaozong had not officially become his boss, he was still a third-level official [consultation from the fourth grade].
That's it.
Left and right Laozi also has a waist knife!
Thinking like this, Gang Han pressed his hand on the handle of the knife and handed the iron tire forward, but he refused to hand it directly to Sun Shaozong. He was still an inch away and stopped.
Don't be too squeamish!
No wonder that even the patrol camp went up and down, like sending a plague god, and had to assign him to himself.
Sun Shaozong didn't bother to spend more time with him, he took the initiative to take the iron tire bow, and played with it back and forth.
The Han Gang watched indifferently, and couldn't help but sneer, if this surnamed Sun wanted to imitate Li Guang's story in the play and break his bow, he would really take his own humiliation.
The bowstring of his iron tire bow is made of several high-quality wires. Usually, he doesn't have the strength of 400 jins, so he is not satisfied at all.
And if you want to tear it off, it takes six or seven hundred pounds of strength to be able to do it.
When Gang Han was disdainful, he suddenly saw Sun Shaozong make a strange movement - he grabbed one end of the bow with both hands, and then began to slowly squeeze towards the middle.
Could this surnamed Sun be crazy
The bow body of this iron tire bow is made of wrought iron wrapped with beef tendon, cowhide, silk, hemp and other materials, and its toughness is still far above the bowstring.
If you want to destroy this bow, not to mention the strength of six or seven hundred pounds, I am afraid that a thousand pounds is enough!
Thinking of this, the Han Gang couldn't help but sneer again and again, just waiting to see Sun Shaozong's joke.
However…
The indestructible bow in his heart, the next moment, under his eyes, slowly bent inward, bent again, and finally closed in one place abruptly!
That's not all, Sun Shaozong even put together the hooks that hang the strings at both ends together, twisting them into a twist.
Dang bang~!
The iron ring also slammed heavily on the bluestone slab like a bow, only the sparks splashed everywhere.
This…
how can that be? !
Gang Han almost glared his eyes out for a while, because no one knew better than him what kind of strange power was needed to do this!
In the silence, Sun Shaozong patted the Han Gang on the shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile, "How can such a rotten thing be worthy of a good shot? When you go to the prison, this official will pick a good bow for you!"
Although he didn't have much strength in his hands at all, the Han Gang still leaned on one side and almost fell off the horse.
After finally stabilizing his position, he saw that Sun Shaozong had already reached the front.
He looked at Sun Shaozong's back, and then looked at the iron tire bow that he regarded as a treasure, but was abandoned like a shoe, and he was lost for a while.
"Shoot? Joke!"
But I heard someone say arrogantly: "My lord Sun, can carry a heavy shield of hundreds of pounds and walk like a fly, not to mention that you use an iron tire bow, what about a bed crossbow?"
This bullshit is too big.
Sun Shaozong was secretly rubbing the tiger's mouth, but after hearing that he had already described himself as a humanoid Gundam, he couldn't help but glance back, only to see that the one who was blowing the conch was not the other one, but Wang Zhen, the only seventh-rank inspection inspector in the team— He has now been transferred to Huben Camp.
Sure enough, even if he didn't become a eunuch, this fellow is still a good player.
At this time, he should have continued on the road, but Sun Shaozong just pretended to be too aggressive. He seemed to be okay. In fact, the noodles with soft hands seemed to be afraid that they would be exposed if they galloped.
So he pretended to ask Xu Shouye who was on the side and asked, "Brother Xu, how far is it from being a prisoner."
Fortunately, because he was too busy before, he only had the size sent over, and he didn't come to measure it in person, otherwise it would be really difficult to start a conversation.
"It's not too far."
Xu Shouye pointed to an inconspicuous hill in front of him and said, "This gallop is for the general's supervision. When you pass the Qiu Ming Mountain, you can see the gate of the general's supervisor."
Needless to say.
This so-called Qiu Mingshan is naturally also from the handwriting of Prince Yizhong.
At the beginning, he liked the terrain of mountains and rivers, and he wanted to relocate the general supervisor, and he disliked the original name, so he just changed it to Qiu Mingshan.
"Qiu Mingshan, this name is really suitable for the occasion."
Sun Shaozong was talking nonsense in a serious manner, rubbing his hands desperately in his sleeves, and finally regained some consciousness, and then led the team to continue to chase the prisoner.
Just as Xu Shouye said, bypassing the famous autumn mountain, a majestic and majestic iron gate appeared in front of everyone.
The thick door panels with a height of two feet and a width of twenty-five feet, the chilling heavy metal tones, and the reliefs of alien beasts that seem to come to the face are enough to shock every stranger who arrives for the first time.
but…
What the hell is the word 'Arc de Triomphe' engraved on the lintel? !
Seeing that he was looking at the lintel, Xu Shouye explained: "I heard that when Prince Yizhong was supervising the construction of this gate, he threatened that the swords going out from here would bring triumphs one after another. It's simply called the 'Arc de Triomphe'."
tsk~
This Prince Yizhong is really happy when he gets the chance!
Sun Shaozong silently urged the horse to come forward, and the soldiers who guarded the gate immediately asked, "Who is coming?!"
"Sun Shaozong, a thousand households of the Beizhen Fusi Division, in the name of the Ministry of Military Affairs, came to inspect the weapons of the department."
Sun Shaozong said that he kicked off the horse, took out the document seal from his arms, and handed it to the outside for inspection.
After the guard's inspection was correct, he did not let Sun Shaozong in, but assigned one person to go in and report.
Not long after, I saw a little official in a green robe, who came out with a robe in his hand.
"Xiaguan Zuojiao Ling Zhangyi has seen Master Sun."
Although this Zuo Colonel is from the eighth rank, he is in charge of the army's treasury, and he is the best person to receive everyone.
Sun Shaozong had a few polite words with him, but because he had another matter in mind, he couldn't help urging him to check out those weapons.
That Zhang Yi naturally did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly brought everyone into the prison, because everyone checked the weapons and weapons that had been prepared long ago.
Due to the introduction of assembly line operations by Prince Yizhong, coupled with the increasingly perfect hydraulic forging machines, although these weapons are not meticulously crafted, they can also be called solid and durable.
After random inspections all the way, there was no place to cut corners. Sun Shaozong saw that everyone was not dissatisfied, and he chose Zhang Tie tire bow for the Han gang casually, and he was ready to scream.
I had finished the errand earlier, and it was better to go to the Buddha's Pure Land to have a private meeting with the sisters of the You Family while it was still early.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi said that the weapon Sun Shaozong ordered before has also been made, so it is better to accept it together.
So he had to follow him to another separate warehouse.
Most of the equipment stored in this warehouse is high-quality equipment customized by the generals of the army. They are placed on the shelves one by one. Some of them are small and even equipped with special boxes.
It is for this reason that Sun Shaozong's custom-made drum and Weng's golden hammer and mace look extraordinarily local.
Not to mention other people, even Sun Shaozong felt that his own weapon was too rushed.
Of course, in terms of durability alone, it is estimated that there are not many that can be beaten in the entire warehouse.
Sun Shaozong swayed in his hand, feeling a little top-heavy discomfort, but considering that he has not fully recovered from his collapse, this thing should be quite handy.
It's just that this Wu Tutu, compared with the swords next to it, is really...
You Qi also has a Fangtian painted halberd next to it, the silver dazzling standing on the ground, with some red tassels in the middle, how to refresh your mind.
Zhang Yi saw that he was looking at the Fang Tianhua halberd, and couldn't help laughing: "Sir, don't look at that thing looking bright, it's actually just a piece of shit, and the guards in front of the palace are relying on it."
As he said that, he pointed to the hammer in Sun Shaozong's hand, and tutted his praise: "You are different. If you really want to go to the battlefield, you will die if you knock it, or die if you wipe it!"
If you use more force, you will still lose three decent points.
That's it.
Who told us to leave Beijing in such a hurry that we really have no time to wait for them to craft it
Otherwise, if it can be dragged on for another month or two, it shouldn't be a problem to hit a Fang Tianhua halberd that can be used in actual combat, or a Qinglong Yanyue Saber.
Sun Shaozong reluctantly put the hammer back in place, and was about to greet everyone to leave together, when he heard Wang Zhen exclaim: "What kind of weapon is this?!"
Everyone couldn't help but follow the prestige, only to see that Wang Zhen had slipped into the innermost part of the arsenal without knowing when.
There were also racks of weapons, but one of them was different—it was wrapped in red silk.
At this time, Wang Zhenzheng lifted the red silk, looked inward with his head, and praised loudly: "This sword is really unique and tight, I don't know who ordered it..."
It was a sword.
Sun Shaozong suddenly lost interest. Swords are mostly used in single-handed combat, and they pay attention to being agile and quick. With a master like him, who is not inferior to his strength, he can't fight at all.
Just as he was about to call Wang Zhen back, Wang Zhen suddenly lifted the red silk and pointed at the blade inside and shouted, "Sir, this sword is probably only used by you."
But on the ebony shelf, a huge sword with a length of five feet, facing the crowd.
The hilt is a dark blue near black, and it gradually fades from the protective hand, to a dazzling silver-blue at the edge of the blade.
For some reason, a sheep-headed demon was embossed on the sword. The demon's horns were wrapped around the gauntlet, and two crescent-like inverted blades extended from the beard of the lower jaw.
Under the crescent blade, the blades on both sides show serrations and concave half-moons, two completely different shapes...
Why does this thing look familiar
And the sheep-headed demon should be a feudal superstition of foreigners, right
Could it be that…
"This is what was supervised back then... back then."
Zhang Yi saw Wang Zhen tossing this thing out, and he didn't realize it was secretly complaining, but seeing everyone's curiosity, he could only falter: "It's been more than ten years since it was built, and it's been sitting in the library. "
"What year..."
There are those who are not open to ask questions, but they have been stopped by their companions long ago.
The thing that can make the general prisoner so taboo is naturally only the thing that Prince Yoshihide personally supervised.
Sun Shaozong secretly thought that it was true, but he couldn't help but wonder: "I wonder if this sword has a name?"
"This sword is called Frostmourne..."
rely on ~
This Prince Yizhong is really...
No wonder he felt a little familiar. Although Sun Shaozong had never played World of Warcraft, he had accompanied him for several years in Warcraft 3 back then.
When he looked at the sword carefully, he felt a little more strange in his heart. After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "Can this sword be used in actual combat?"