Chapter 18: Kill the Enemy

Under the circumstances at that time, it was impossible to get rid of cold weapons. Despite the thunderbolt bullets, the proportion of cold weapons was still very large. A suitable sword was crucial for the Song Dynasty.

Its importance is no less than that of Thunderbolt, and even more than that of Thunderbolt.

Having a good sword will have obvious advantages on the battlefield, which has been proven by the history of wars in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad. In order to defeat the Huns, the Han Dynasty finally designed a ring-headed sword to replace the Han sword.

The Tang Dynasty improved the ring-headed sword and designed the famous horizontal sword.

The ring-headed sword created the mighty style of the Han Dynasty, and the horizontal sword created the atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, which was admired by future generations!

If this sword is easy to use, sharp and suitable for the battlefield, then the Song army is standing on a new and higher starting point and has good advantages.

If this is true, what regrets will be in this life?

"Okay!" Qiao Dayuan and the other two responded in unison: "Prepare the hilt! Get the edge!"

The three of them also wanted to know whether this knife is useful or not. If this knife is useful and they created it by themselves, it would be supreme glory and a good story. As a blacksmith, if you can achieve such achievements, your life will be worthwhile!

The three of them were very excited and equipped with the knife handle with all their hands and feet. The knife handle had been prepared for a long time, and they only needed to install it at this time. As an old blacksmith, I don’t know how many times I have done this. I am very familiar with it and I quickly installed the knife handle.

Once the handle of the knife was installed, Wu Ji was busy taking it in his hand. He held it hard and felt a sense of comfort. Its comfort level was above the horizontal knife. The horizontal knife was a pinnacle of ancient Chinese combat swords. It was comfortable and suitable for the battlefield, which was its greatest advantage.

Wu Ji made some improvements to the hilt based on modern aesthetics and military principles, although the amplitude is not large. It is this small improvement that makes the hilt more convenient to hold and cut and kill.

He shook his wrist, played a few swords and slashed for a while, and it felt very good. Wu Ji finally let go of his heart.

A good sword is not only sharp, but also because it conforms to the principles of military science, is easy to use, and has a certain degree of comfort. This sword can meet this requirement. As for its sharpness, it is actually what Wu Ji doesn't worry about the least. If a sword that uses modern technology cannot be sharp, it would be a joke.

Huangfu Song hurriedly took it in his hand, and his wrist flapped, and a beautiful knife flower appeared and couldn't help but shout: "Okay! OK! Very comfortable! Very comfortable!"

"call!"

With a strong slash, the wind suddenly sounded, which was very terrifying. If the edge was opened, it would have been a sharp sword light.

After slashing for a while, Huangfu Song smiled and said, "This is the best battle knife I have ever used. As for its sharpness, it should not be a problem. But how sharp will it be?"

Wu Ji also wanted to know about this issue, and only after he was able to get to know it.

Qiao Dayuan hurriedly took it and was about to start the attack.

Kaifeng, for blacksmiths, it is common. The three of them are so familiar that they can handle things even if they close their eyes. The three of them work together and Kaifeng is finished soon.

Next, it is to sharpen the knife. Sharpening the knife is not a problem for them. I don’t know how many knives they have built in their lives, and they have sharpened more knives than ordinary people have walked.

"Haoho!"

A sharpening sounded, crisp and pleasant, and rhythmic.

As the sharpening progresses, the blade becomes brighter and brighter, like the stars at night, emitting dazzling light.

"Good knife! Good knife!"

Qiao Dayuan and the other two were seen by Huangfu Song, and he was happy in his heart, and he was very excited.

"It should be good!" Wu Ji was completely relieved.

Sharpening knives is a technical job. Although the three of them were old blacksmiths and had sharpened many knives in their lives, they did not dare to take it lightly at this time and were cautious. Even though it was winter, sweat still oozing from their noses, which was nervous.

This is a war knife, which is of great importance. Whether they can sharpen it well is related to the future of the war knife, and it is impossible to be nervous.

Wu Ji only sharpened the kitchen knife for the matter of sharpening the knife. He was an outsider. He had just learned about the technique of sharpening the knife with his own eyes, but there were many ways.

After a long time, the three of them let out a long sigh: "Okay! Boss, look at it, okay?"

Qiao Dayuan handed the knife to Wu Ji and looked at Wu Ji nervously. Wu Ji took it in his hand. After looking at it, it felt like he was holding a sword, but a bright star, with the light of the knife flashing and a dazzling feeling.

Not to mention anything else, it was just a kind of enjoyment to look at it. Wu Ji felt a lot of accomplishment in his heart, and he was very happy. He looked through it and smiled and said, "Well, it's very good! Very good!"

"Commander Wu, try sharpness quickly! Sharp must be tried!" Huangfu Song was impatient and rubbed his hands, saying, "On the battlefield, sharpness is too important. If the enemy's weapons are not as sharp as yours, you can only slaughter it!"

This is definitely an experience. To a certain extent, sharpness has an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield.

Huangfu Song didn't care about it, pulled out the thirst knife from his waist, raised it flat on his chest, with the blade facing up, and said with hope: "Commander Wu, chop! Slash! Quickly!"

A series of urging sounded, and he was more anxious than anyone else.

"Boss, hurry up!" Qiao Dayuan and the other two also urged.

A good sword, sharpness occupies an extremely important proportion. This sword is good in other aspects, but it is less sharp. If it is very sharp, it will definitely become a rare weapon. Who can not be nervous?

"Okay!" Wu Ji held the knife in both hands and shouted: "Look at the knife!"

The knife in his hand was raised high and slashed hard. A trained sword light flashed, like the stars at night, dazzling and dazzling. Wu Ji's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

"Call!"

A crisp metal impact sounded, and Wu Ji felt the knife in his hand slightly pause, then slashed down, slashing directly into the ground, and plunged half a foot into the soil.

Looking at the scene in front of you clearly, Wu Ji, Huangfu Song, Qiao Dayuan, Zhang Daniu, Duan Dapeng and others were all speechless and didn't say anything for a long time, so they could only stare at them with their eyes wide open.

A knife stabbed it, and its sharpness was far beyond Wu Ji's imagination.

Mazadao is a standard equipment of the Song army. Although due to management problems, the quality is different and the quality is mixed. However, Huangfu Song's sword was selected and he was the best among Mazadao. Such a knife was split into two effortlessly.

That's not all, Wu Ji couldn't stop and his whole knife was buried half a foot in the soil. You know, the ground was very hard and flat, so amazingly sharp.

"good!"

A shocking cheer sounded, although there were not many people, but it contained endless joy.

"Haha!" Wu Ji reacted, let out a happy laugh, and drew his sword hard, only then did he realize that he could not pull it out with his strength.

"Commander Wu, let me do it!" Huangfu Song took a step forward, put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and pulled it out with a slight force.

Seeing his effortless look, Wu Ji couldn't help but sigh. His body was so bad. Even with Huangfu Song's help, it was still too far away and he had to hurry up and train.

Huangfu Song had a bright look, looked at the knife for a while, and said with a long smile: "There was no damage at all, it was amazing! It would be great! If the Song army equipped such a sword and chopped it with Liao Dog, it would be wonderful! Commander Wu, you said that when Liao Dog discovered that their scimitar was a decoration and was cut off effortlessly, what kind of brilliant expression would Liao Dog have? Haha!"

The more I talked, the more I became more and more happy, and I couldn't help but look up at the sky and laughed. Looking at his joyful look, it seemed that he had already faced the Liao army, and he also cut off countless scimitars of the Liao army and killed countless Liao army.

"The Liao dog must be a big death!" Qiao Dayuan said with a smile: "The more Liao dogs die, the better!"

"Boss, don't just take care of Huanxi, give me a name! If such a good knife doesn't have a name, wouldn't it be a pity?" Zhang Daniu stroked his forehead, smiled, and came up with an idea.

"Yes! Yes!" Huangfu Song immediately agreed: "If there is no name, I'm so sorry for such a good knife!"
Chapter completed!