Ying Jingyu sweated profusely in the backyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion all afternoon and drank two bottles of water that Ximeng brought him.
During the break, we came to a ‘Tibetan Soldier Pavilion’ not far from the backyard.
Because the Prime Minister's Mansion is large, there are always no less than hundreds of guards guarding it. In order to make it easier to change armors, this place was arranged as a weapons collection place.
When Ying Jingyu entered the 'Cang Weapon Pavilion', he was shocked for a moment by the dazzling array of exquisite weapons.
Since I was playing with various weapons and equipment during my lifetime, I picked up a few pieces and observed them carefully for a while. I was quite impressed by the craftsmanship of more than 2,000 years ago.
Although I have heard about it in the future, seeing is believing
The Qin State was able to unify the country. First, it benefited from its temples and brave soldiers. Another major advantage was that its weapons and equipment were far superior to those of the Six Kingdoms.
Qin Neng is invincible in all battles. Bows, crossbows, and arrows are indispensable. Jingyu is holding a black crossbow.
This crossbow is made of wood. The wood is 130 to 140 cm long. The crossbow arm is thick and heavy. There is a bronze crossbow machine at the end. The crossbow machine is 16.5 cm high and the mountain is 5.5 cm high.
It is not heavy to hold in the hand, and the black fine iron arrowheads are all made of Qin's special three-edged heads. The surface is dark and smooth, and there are no flaws visible on the three sides.
This arrow is not shot very fast, but it is powerful and lethal. Thousands of arrows are fired together, and the whistling sound can be heard piercing the air.
Then he took the refined bronze spear and bronze sword lying next to him and looked at them.
A wooden stand against the wall is filled with daggers, spears, halberds, short-handled scimitars and swords.
Ying Jingyu walked over curiously and saw a small and exquisite bronze dagger with a cold light. The length of the sword was nearly twenty centimeters.
The pattern on the sword hilt is like a mountain shape, and the whole body is green and bright. Blow on the sword blade.
The sweet sound of "Buzz..." resounds endlessly
"What a sword!"
"It's just you! Although it's not as sharp as the weapons of later generations, it's enough for daily self-defense."
"Huh? There are actually small characters on the sword, which is 'Fish Intestine Sword'!"
Jingyu walked out of the 'Tibetan Armed Forces Pavilion' holding the bronze dagger and looked at the sword under the sun
I saw that the sword actually emitted a faint silvery light that was the color of a fish's belly. Under the refraction of the sun, the space around the sword was slightly distorted.
From a distance, it looks like a fish swimming in the water, lifelike...
The sword pattern on the surface of the sword seems to be alive. One moment it looks like a tortoise pattern, a mountain, and another moment it turns into flowing waves, hibiscus...
Ying Jingyu was overjoyed: "It is indeed worthy of its reputation! There are such wonderful magic weapons in the world..."
After a second thought, he said angrily: "Hmph! No matter how precious something is, it becomes worthless in the hands of these thieves and pollutes its spirituality."
This statement obviously refers to the Qin thieves and traitors such as Li Si and Zhao Gao. The Qin Empire was destroyed in a few years, let alone a sword?
Ying Jingyu found a stone, held it in his left hand, glanced at it, and sharply cut it with a dagger in his right hand.
"scandium..."
Sparks flew everywhere, and the stone was cut off at the waist by the 'Fish Gut Sword'
Ying Jingyu held the remaining half of the stone in his left hand and looked at its smooth, mirror-like cut.
I took a breath of cold air. When I first met the ‘Fish Gut Sword’, I still greatly underestimated its power.
Such a sharp weapon is probably no worse than the sharpest special steel dagger in later generations.
How did the ancients make such a powerful weapon more than 2,000 years ago? After thinking for a while, Jing Yu came to some realizations
When I was a child in the future, I read some fairy tales, which described how the ancients forged a perfect sword and nourished it with blood.
There are also swordsmiths who throw themselves into the sword furnace in pursuit of the most perfect divine sword... I didn't believe it at first, it's not scientific.
But I have personally experienced that this bronze dagger can really cut iron like clay. Only now do I realize that I am the one who is ignorant...
After Ying Jingyu held the sword in his right hand and played with it for a while, he cut a piece of fabric from his clothes and wrapped the sword body
He inserted it into his lower back and said to himself: "It's a pity that this sword has no scabbard. Let's make a simple scabbard when we have time. Otherwise it won't be too dangerous."
Jingyu returned to the backyard and started basic military training again. If he wants to achieve greater achievements in the future, he must not have a strong body...
Until the sun went down and the sky was about to get dark, a strong voice interrupted Ying Jingyu who was doing push-ups.
"Sir, there is news about Dongjian..."
Ying Jingyu was startled and stood up with his hands on the ground. He didn't bother to wipe the sweat and walked quickly to Zhang Chang.
"General, is the news reliable? Dongjian is going to see Widow Wang tonight?"
Zhang Chang shook his head and smiled: "No sir, the specific time has not been determined yet. According to the spies' report, the scouts disguised themselves to inspect the houses near Wang's Mansion, and learned that a group of people would secretly go there every two or three days at night.
Widow Wang’s place.”
"This situation has lasted for more than two years with almost no interruption."
Ying Jingyu's black eyes shone with light and suddenly became sharp: "God help me!"
"Since the last time Dongjian stole the Wang family, it was the night before yesterday. It's been two days since tonight..."
"If it's not bad, then Dong Jian will look for the Widow Wang again tonight or tomorrow night! What does General Zhang see?"
Zhang Chang cupped his hands and said, "Chang and the Young Master share the same views...it is a very important matter, and Chang is here to discuss the matter with the Young Master."
Ying Jingyu walked a few times in front of Zhang Chang with his hands behind his back, then suddenly stood up and said: "You only have one chance, I will do it to assassinate Dong Jian."
"Notify me and ask all the dead soldiers to prepare tonight. Each of the 500 dead soldiers accompanying me will have a set of black night clothes. I will also be given a set later."
Zhang Chang saw that Ying Jingyu had made up his mind, and suddenly said with a fierce look on his face: "Yes, Young Master! How do you plan to assassinate Dong Jian?"
Jingyu thought for a moment and said: "It will take too long to gather 500 dead soldiers in one place. If the action is too big, it will arouse suspicion."
"So before the assassination is successful, all actions must first be concealed."
"In this case, as long as it is determined that the moment Dongjian leaves for the Wang family, the general will immediately start to gather the dead soldiers, and the best time to do it is not on the road..."
Zhang Chang was shocked: "Where do you think the best time is...?"
Jing Yu stared blankly at Zhang Chang's puzzled expression for a moment, but seemed unable to find anything: "It's at the Widow Wang's house!"
Zhang Chang immediately understood that the main reason was that it was not easy to gather the dead
If you take action on the street, you may not be able to make enough time. In a hurry, your flaws may be exposed and your efforts will be in vain...
But if it is confirmed that Dong Jian has arrived at the Wang family's house, he will definitely not leave the house for a while, giving him sufficient preparation time to summon the dead.
"Young Master is as careful as silk and knows things like a god. This move will surely kill the Dongjian dog thief with one strike!"
Ying Jingyu nodded: "General, remember that confidentiality is the first priority in everything! Even if it doesn't work this time, don't leak our traces."
"Yes, Young Master! Chang will keep it in mind and make proper arrangements."
While the two were talking, a clear and melodious voice broke their conversation.
"Sir, it's time for dinner."
After Ying Jingyu and Zhang Chang nodded to each other, Zhang Chang clasped his fists and hurriedly left.
Jingyu came to Ximeng and looked at him with a serious look: "Ximeng, what did you hear just now?"
Seeing Jing Yu's suddenly cold expression, Ximeng's heart sank and said, "No, sir, I saw the young master and General Zhang talking when I came here. The slave family really didn't hear anything."
After hearing this, Ying Jingyu changed his seriousness and suddenly laughed: "Haha, Xiao Nizi must have been deceived by me."
Yue Ximeng looked up at the handsome face that had been tanned by the sun, and her big and energetic eyes were actually a little misty: "Master, please stop scaring the Nu family. I thought you were still doubting Ximeng's identity. Hello, Nu family."
sad..."
Jingyu felt something in his heart. Seeing the cute and pretty little beauty holding up her sleeves and wiping the corners of her eyes, she suddenly felt that the joke was a bit too much.
We have only been together for a short period of time, but we were sent here by our mortal enemies. Although our personalities are compatible and comfortable, they have not yet reached the point of lasting love.
Blind suspicion can easily break people's hearts...Through this incident, Jingyu also realized that he should not be overly suspicious of the people around him in the future.
Jingyu stepped forward and gently hugged Xi Meng, who had not yet recovered from his emotions, and Xi Meng also opened his arms to hug him.
She pressed her face against his chest in grievance and cried: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
There seemed to be a warm current flowing through his limbs. Ying Jingyu stroked Ximeng's hair and said softly, "Young master has never doubted Ximeng. How could he not want you?"
"Don't worry, Young Master will never make such jokes to Ximeng again."
Then he held up Ximeng's pretty face and gently kissed her forehead, which was as white as jade and as smooth as silk.
Ximeng raised her head, stopped crying, and saw Jingyu looking as serious as a child who had done something wrong.
He actually laughed out loud and said: "Young Master really doesn't know how to coax people, he only bullies them."
"Let's go quickly, Your Majesty, the Queen has been waiting for us for a long time."
As she spoke, Ximeng took Jingyu's hand and headed towards the 'Huayang Pavilion'...
