Chapter 401: Destroy the sky and destroy the earth, play the sword in front of Guan Gong
On the outskirts of Xudu, by the Ying River.
The flowing water is gurgling, and the fallen flowers are in the path...
At this moment, Cao Mu and a group of blacksmiths were standing on the water stained red by the morning sun... staring at the empty area directly in front of them.
In the middle of this area, there is only one person. He is wearing armor and has his trousers rolled up... but his face looks fierce. The three-meter-long and twenty-kilogram Mo Dao in his hand is even more impressive under the morning light.
There was a hint of coldness.
Isn't this person Gao Shun, the leader of the trapped camp? Who else could he be?
"Wenyuan, bring your horse over here!"
Gao Shun shouted
Not far away, the sound of horse hoofbeats could be heard. Cao Mu and a group of blacksmiths looked for the sound of horse hoofs, but saw Zhang Liao coming on horseback at the end of the road. In his hand was the crescent halberd forged from fine steel.
, the whole person looked majestic.
Test knife...
That's right, Gao Shun was trying out the knife at this time.
In order to accurately test the power of the Mo Dao, he asked Zhang Liao to pick the strongest horse from the stables, and Zhang Liao, who was good at riding, rode the horse himself.
"General Gao, you have to be careful..."
Zhang Liao did not forget to remind him that in his opinion, no matter how powerful your infantry is in combat and no matter how weird your weapons are, they will still be unable to withstand the power of cavalry charges. This is the experience gained from decades of battlefield experience!
"Wenyuan must go all out..."
Gao Shun's voice fell...
"Da da da..."
The sound of horse hooves got closer and closer... until the two of them collided. Gao Shun used Mo Dao for the first time, but his timing was not good. Also... the weight of Mo Dao caused him to pause obviously when he swung it out.
Seeing Zhang Liao's horse getting closer and closer, Gao Shun had no choice but to turn over to the side... There was no chance to swing the Mo Dao from the beginning to the end!
certainly..
Zhang Liao didn't really fight. If the two armies were really in a confrontation, then... By the time Gao Shun rolled over to escape, Zhang Liao would have already swung his crescent halberd over and removed his head!
Oh…
At this moment... Zhang Liao shook his head and advised: "General Gao, let me just say, this 'Mo Dao' is too heavy. It is too natural to just rely on strength to win. Forget it..."
The words came out of my mouth...
Cao Mu and a group of blacksmiths by the Ying River also nodded repeatedly.
While watching the actual battle between the two, Cao Mu considered the shortcomings and costs of the Mo Dao...
She was calculating carefully. You must know that Gao Shun is already a very powerful weapon master in Cao Ying. He can't even use the Mo Dao freely, let alone other soldiers!
Heavy, still too heavy!
It's strange to say that last time... Lu Yu proposed the forged "Red Tassel Spear". It was a light and agile attack route, and the effect was indeed remarkable...
But... this time, why did you go against the norm and give up your agility and dexterity... and instead focus on "power"?
The key is, who can withstand the power of Mo Dao?
Isn't this the opposite?
Thinking of this, Cao Mu shook his head again.
Lu Yu... I'm afraid he took it for granted this time, right?
Thoughts on this…
Cao Mu's big eyes blinked repeatedly.
At this moment, Gao Shun patted the dust on his body, stood up staggeringly, and tried to lift the Mo Dao again.
"One more time, I seem to have found some ways..."
The method Gao Shun mentioned was naturally the method of using Mo Dao.
This Mo Dao, which is longer than the Zhangba Snake Spear and weighs similar to the Qinglong Yanyue Dao, is completely different from the ordinary Huanshou Dao in use. The failure just now made Gao Shun realize something.
"Wenyuan, please, do it again! Still try your best!"
"good!"
Zhang Liao agreed. They served together under Lu Bu in the past, and now they both serve as generals in the Longxiao camp. They already have a tacit understanding... With a look or a word, Zhang Liao could feel what Gao Shun was thinking.
He is unwilling to do so!
Immediately, Zhang Liole turned his horse's head and prepared to charge again.
"Da da da..."
It was still the familiar sound of horse hooves, and it was still the galloping horse... With the acceleration of the war horse, Zhang Liao held the reins with one hand and the crescent halberd with the other hand. The reason why he had to hold it tight... was because he wanted to hold it back at any time, but he couldn't really do it.
Gao Shun was hurt.
at the same time…
It seems that he heard the sound of horses' hooves, and Guan Yu passed by here to inquire. He rode his horse to a high slope and looked at the "battlefield" here.
"This is?"
Guan Yu stroked his beard... He noticed that the target of Zhang Liao's charge... was Gao Shun.
For Guan Yu, both Zhang Liao and Gao Shun are old acquaintances!
only…
Now Gao Shun is standing there, holding a strange weapon in his hand...
It's a bit long and looks...a bit heavy!
indeed…
This time, Gao Shun's posture of holding the Mo Dao tightly changed. Last time, the blade was facing up and the scabbard was down... This time, the whole thing was flipped over, with the scabbard facing up and the blade down... rubbing against the ground, which was "drag".
"Knife" posture.
But in today's world, among all the warriors, Rooney is the best at using this "supporting sword", it is Guan Yu Guan Yunchang, and it is his Qinglong Yanyue Sword!
now…
Gao Shun displayed this "drag knife" and immediately attracted Guan Yu's attention...
Although he still maintained his everlasting paralyzed face, Guan Yu could not help but wonder, how to use this strange weapon? How to wield it in a dragging posture? How can he dare to resist the charge of cavalry with the power of foot combat?
?
Or is it just messing around?
Is it a show of force in front of Guan Gong?
Just when Guan Yu was daydreaming...
"Definitely..."
A war horse neighs...
"Da da da..." The rapid sound of horse hooves resounded. Because they were charging with all their strength, the horses were extremely fast. Behind the horses, wherever the horses' hooves stepped, bursts of dust and smoke arose.
Close...
Getting closer, he saw that the war horse was about to collide with Gao Shun, but this time Gao Shun did not dodge.
You know, with such acceleration of a war horse, it is enough to knock a huge man away.
On the other hand, Gao Shun was extraordinarily calm and calm. He turned sideways and faced the horse, holding the handle of the knife with both hands.
The blade still hit the ground hard, creating a gap on the ground!
At this moment, Cao Mu and the blacksmiths were already in their throats, and Guan Yu's eyes were also narrowed, inexplicably worried about Gao Shun.
Not only them, but even Zhang Liao, who was riding a war horse, could not help but feel a lingering fear. Gao Shun...he was a bit too big this time!
"Boom...boom!"
Finally, Gao Shun drew his sword. It was completely different from the last time he drew his sword. This time... he used his waist as the pivot point to slash the Mo Dao forward from behind, from bottom to top.
Gao Shun deserves to be a weapons master...
Only in this way can you maximize your power!
It can also maximize the power of Mo Dao!
And with this sword swing, the fierce wind almost stirred up the surrounding dust and sand, and the whole air was filled with the power of mountains and tsunamis.
"have to…"
In a flash of lightning, the neighing sound of the war horses suddenly rose, but... just for a moment, the sound suddenly stopped and returned to nothingness.
Look at the war horse in front of you again...the neck has already been broken!
No, to be precise, it is not broken, but shattered, completely shattered.
It was obviously a sword, but... under Mo Dao's devastating power, it cut the entire horse's neck into three pieces... A large amount of blood surged out, spreading all over the sky... like a rain of blood.
Zhang Liao, who was standing on the horse, saw the domineering and ferocious nature of Mo Dao from the closest distance.
Feel the edge of the knife here.
Fortunately, he was well prepared and immediately abandoned his horse, jumped onto the grass nearby, and rolled to the ground.
Otherwise... I'm afraid, Zhang Liao's head will be shattered on the spot like this war horse!
overbearing…
This Mo Dao is too domineering!
——"With one strike of the sword, the man and his horse were shattered into pieces? Really?"
At this moment, Zhang Liao propped himself up with both hands, and he was particularly shocked...
After commanding the Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry for so many years...he Zhang Liao has never seen any battles.
It is outrageous to resist the cavalry with the power of foot combat. Now, the strong war horse will be split into several pieces by the Mo Dao under the charge. What kind of domineering strength does this require?
This thing... is outrageous, outrageous.
What's more, what if... we train a Mo Dao soldier? Then... wouldn't these Mo Dao soldiers become the nemesis of the cavalry? With them... how can the cavalry dare to charge into battle!
"Gudong..."
Also shocked was Guan Yu on the high slope.
At this moment, his eyes were tightly condensed, and his heart was throbbing...
He looked at the scene in front of him in utter disbelief.
Bu Zhan used a weird "big sword" to cut the war horse in pieces. It's unbelievable... It's really unbelievable.
call…
Guan Yu exhaled and said that if he used the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to drag the sword, he might be able to achieve such destructive power.
but…
That relies on arm strength and skill, and also relies on the blessing of the charge of the war horse.
But Gao Shun, he was motionless...
This, this is the scariest thing!
"No wonder, Cao Ying has been invincible in all these years." Guan Yu's eyebrows condensed... looking at the horse that was broken into several pieces... stroking his beard with emotion...
At this moment, he thought of the past...
Under the guidance of Lu Yu, the commander of Longxiao Camp, Longxiao Camp refined the "invulnerable" divine armor and the "magic weapon" that was as sharp as clay. From then on, Longxiao Camp dominated the world without any rival...
Today, this terrifying weapon is probably from his hand, right?
This time...
The combat power of Longxiao Camp and even Cao Camp must be increased again.
"Such a 'mysterious' weapon, I don't know how many knights... it will become a nightmare for in the future!" Guan Yu's eyes narrowed even more. "Alas... alas..."
With a helpless sigh, Guan Yule turned to his horse and left with a sad look on his face.
On the other hand, the person involved——Gao Shun!
Even he didn't expect Mo Dao to be so powerful. In fact, when he used Mo Dao just now, he thought there were still some flaws in the movement, but even so... the horse's neck was still split into three pieces by this huge force.
Then...if we avoid these flaws, we might be able to do it with people and horses...with just one knife, we can split it into two pieces!
So scary…
This is truly terrifying!
"Huh..." Gao Shun exhaled for a long time, relieved, and said softly: "Sure enough, Mr. Lu is sincere and will not bully me. With great strength... miracles can really happen."
Almost, at the same time…
Cao Mu and the other blacksmiths were all stunned, dumbfounded... Especially Cao Mu, she felt like she had completely lost her mind! Her experience and knowledge in the forge over the years were shattered to pieces!
OMG…
This seemingly clumsy Mo Dao can actually split a war horse into pieces with one strike?
What kind of destructive power does this Mo Dao have?
For a moment, Cao Mu felt that his brain had been melted by staying in the forge all day, right? He mistakenly mistook the "artifact" Mo Dao for scrap metal!
Sure enough, as...as Lu Yu said, only when there are Bole in the world can there be a thousand-mile horse.
If Gao Shun hadn't known this "treasure sword", then she, Cao Mu, would have given up, right?
Very silly and naive...
At this moment, these five words were the only words in Cao Mu's mind... She kept slapping her forehead, her brain was really broken. How could the drawings drawn by Lu Yu be scrap metal? It's just that she didn't know the goods.
!
indeed…
At this moment, Mo Dao shocked everyone.
Almost everyone subconsciously feels that Mo Dao is too domineering. As Gao Shun said, in the face of absolute power, all bells and whistles are just paper tigers!
If you can swing a sword with such power, why do you need to dodge?
Can you attack with force? Why attack with sensitivity?
Similarly, in the face of such power, even if there is some loss, it is not a concern.
To put it bluntly...
In fact, just let the soldiers just focus on "power". As for "miracles"...leave them all to Lu Yu...to this man who can bring infinite miracles.
——"Pass on my word, starting from today...all the forging of armors and weapons in the forging shop will stop, and all efforts will be made to forge Mo Dao...Within one month, the forging shop must forge thousands of Mo Dao, at all costs!"
Cao Mu's hoarse voice sounded slightly surprised...
Even if it's been a while.
The look in her eyes was particularly shocking...
Shocked by Mo Dao’s strength;
Shocked by Gao Shun's vision and knowledge;
I am even more shocked by the man who can always bring surprises in just a few words and in the forging drawings!
call…
Thinking of that man, Cao Mu let out a sigh in his heart.
He murmured three words, "What a pity..."
As if there were some other emotions in his heart, Cao Mu added six more words: "After all, I missed it!"
…
…
At the junction of Jizhou and Youzhou, there is a mountain in the northernmost part of Changshan County called Feilong Mountain!
In later generations, this mountain also had a quite appropriate name "Fenglong Mountain". After the Five Dynasties, Fenglong Mountain Academy was established and was praised by future generations as the "Northern Qing Dynasty" of this era!
From the wine shop at the foot of the mountain, looking towards the top of the mountain, the mountains above are filled with strange peaks and rocks, green valleys, clear springs and waterfalls... It's like a fairyland in the clouds.
But now, there is a hermit living in seclusion among it.
This man is famous in Feilong Mountain, and is even known as the current gun god - Tong Yuan!
"call…"
In the wine shop, a young man in a white robe and bamboo hat came all the way. He seemed to be dusty and breathless.
"Waiter, prepare a room, get a pot of wine and three ounces of dog meat. The wine should be warm and the dog meat should be hot."
The young man in the white robe and bamboo hat said hello...
Then he went to the second floor of the wine shop. Seeing his grand gesture, the waiter asked repeatedly: "Young Master is also here to become a disciple? But... our 'Tong Lao' on the mountain does not accept disciples easily. In his life...
He only accepted three male disciples and one female disciple, so he is undoubtedly not a martial arts wizard with extraordinary bones and unique skills..."
"Young Master..." The waiter smiled deliberately. "Young Master's body is not considered strong, and he is in his twenties... His potential is limited... I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to catch the attention of Tong Lao, but... we have someone here
I don’t want you to pay 998 for my Tong Lao’s "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Spear Technique" picture album. I only need to take out 668 copper coins and sell it to you. How about it? Are you very excited?"
The waiter Dui asked with a smile...
The Tong Lao he refers to is Tong Yuan. Tong Lao's marksmanship is the "hundred birds facing the phoenix spear technique". Everyone here at Feilong Mountain knows about it, but...it's strange that this marksmanship is real!
In order to deceive everyone, the waiters in the wine shop at the foot of the mountain make a lot of dirty money.
"Shut up…"
Who would have thought that the boy in the waiting room had a hot face but a cold butt, and the man in the white robe and bamboo hat gave him a cold look in return.
Well…
Now the waiter was a little embarrassed. He was planning to turn around and leave, but he didn't fool him... Then why don't he just stay somewhere cool?
Never thought...
The man in the white robe and bamboo hat took the initiative and asked: "Three men and one woman? Four disciples? Doesn't Mr. Tong only have three male disciples?"
As he spoke, he threw a bag of coins to the waiter...
The money is cold, but it is hot in my arms.
The waiter quickly laughed and said: "I have just accepted a female apprentice in the past two years. Speaking of which, not only is this female apprentice pretty, but she also has such a stubborn spirit that she is obsessed with her.
I came to Feilong Mountain and went down the mountain every day to buy two pots of wine and a stack of mutton to honor the elder Tong on the mountain. This lasted for half a year... Only then did I move the elder Tong!"
"Furthermore... I heard that this female apprentice's natural power cannot even be described as 'exquisite bones'. She is simply gifted. In just two years... Tong Lao said that her kung fu is already as good as those of those men.
Sixty percent of the disciples!"
This statement... is partly made up and partly heard from hearsay.
Speaking of this, the waiter smiled slightly. "Speaking of which, we are quite surprised that Mr. Tong can accept a female disciple. After all... Mr. Tong's wife, the eldest lady of the Yan family, is very jealous and extremely protective.
, it’s not a fuel-efficient lamp!”
Mentioned here…
The man in the white robe and bamboo hat suddenly narrowed his eyes, and he threw two more bags of coins from his arms to the waiter...
The waiter burst into laughter immediately, he met the financial sponsor today...
"What else do you want to know, sir?"
Hearing this…
The man in the white robe and bamboo hat smiled slightly. "Tong Lao's wife, does Mrs. Yan also live in Feilong Mountain?"
"Yes, yes!" the waiter said with a smile. "On every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Mrs. Yan always comes down to our restaurant to do some shopping!"
Hearing this, the man in the bamboo hat must have opened his eyes, as if he had judged something.
"Thank you..."
In a word, he quickly walked to the Tianzihao room on the second floor.
"Guest? How long will you stay?"
"The first day of the lunar month, the fifteenth day of the lunar month!" the man in the white robe and bamboo hat replied casually, and disappeared from the waiter's eyes.
Hey…
After carrying these three large bags of copper coins, the waiter shook his head and murmured.
"What a weirdo."
Just then...
With a "bang" sound, the door of the wine shop was pushed open again.
A woman dressed in red and with short short hair walked into the room. She held a silver gun in her hand. The silver gun was slung behind her, adding to her heroic appearance!
"It turns out that the fourth girl is here..." The waiter hurriedly greeted her.
The so-called fourth girl in Feilong Mountain refers to... Tong Yuan's fourth disciple, who is also the only female disciple. The first three disciples will be called Uncle Zhang, Second Master Zhang, and Zhao.
Third Master!
It can be seen from this that even if it is just a wine shop, it still has special respect for Tong Yuan and his disciples.
After all... people say they rely on the mountains to make a lot of money, but for them, they rely on Tong Yuan to make a lot of money!
"Four girls? Still the same? One pound of dog meat? Two jugs of good wine?"
"Hmm..." the woman in red agreed. "Dog meat is still the same as before. As for the wine, the ones you brought from Luoyang last time were very suitable to the master's taste. I want that..."
Ah...ah...
When he blurted out these words, the waiter was stunned.
"Fourth girl, it's not that we won't give Mr. Tong that wine, it's just that...that wine has a price but no market, so I can't buy it!"
"I heard...I heard that the wine was brewed by the winery of Luoyang Taixue. It was a recipe developed by Lu Yu, the great Han Sinong. I want to buy it, but it's hard...it's hard!"
The words came out of my mouth...
"What?"
Hearing the name "Lu Yu", the red-dressed woman's complexion froze. The hand that originally held the silver gun suddenly tightened a lot. His eyes subconsciously looked at the series of names tattooed on his worn cuffs!
Hou Cheng, Wei Xu, Song Xian...Liu Bei, Cao Cao...the last one is, surprisingly, Lu Yu!
Other people’s names are tattooed with white lines…
But Lu Yu was the only one who used red thread, a red thread that was as sinister as blood!