The Wing King looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of him, and couldn't help but have mixed feelings. Bayi Chinese =≈≈.=8≈1≠Z≠=.≥C≥O≠M said that he was familiar, these people were all old people he used back then.

But it's really strange to say strange, after so many years of tempering under Xiao Letian's hands, all the people are like being reborn, if the veterans of the heavenly kingdom in the past are like fierce war hammers, they are rushing and fighting fiercely, and now these veterans are like precision firearms, and the murderous spirit is not reduced and the lethality has increased several times.

It was a unique temperament, the Wing King saw the light of wisdom in the eyes of these veterans, in the past he led the soldiers by the bravery and discipline of the soldiers, and today these soldiers retain the sparkle of bravery and discipline, and there is an extra bookish atmosphere.

The Wing King knew that this credit belonged to Xiao Letian, and he was the only pervert in the world who demanded that all soldiers in the army must be literate, and everyone must be literate and arithmetic. No wonder the number of Chinese soldiers is not large now, because the Wing King knows very well how low the literacy rate is in this era, but anyone who has a little culture will not eat the bowl of rice as a soldier.

Xiao Letian can't solve this problem by recruitment, he can only rely on his own words and deeds, and the army can only recruit soldiers from the people, and then make great efforts to spend a lot of money on training.

Military training is already very difficult and exhausting, and now with the addition of cultural education, you can imagine how much effort Xiao Letian has put into the new army of the Chinese people.

Letting go of Xiao Letian, Yiwang walked in front of his old friend and old subordinate, and he patted Wang Huaiyuan's shoulder, "Brother, you've lost weight, you've lost a lot of weight......"

"Ahem...... It's okay, it's hard to buy old and thin, I've looked for a fortune teller, and losing weight is the appearance of a long life!"

The Wing King looked at his standard new-style military salute, as well as a crisp military uniform, touching the golden stars on the small lapel, and the golden tassel decoration.

"Beautiful, spirited, mighty! It's really uplifting, it's really better than our previous military uniforms, and it's better than the dog's trumpet! What kind of ...... is this?"

At a glance, the Wing King saw the general's honor guard knife on Wang Huaiyuan's waist, the shark skin-wrapped scabbard, the diamond-inlaid gauntlet, and the slender blade, so that the Wing King, the master of the cold weapon era, couldn't pull it out when he saw it.

"This is the imitation Tang knife jointly created by the Yuan Rang Fusang sword-casting master and the Chinese sword-casting master the year before last, which was used as our general's honor guard weapon...... It's for ceremonial use, and no one can use it when you really go to the battlefield!"

Wang Huaiyuan untied the saber and handed it to the prince's hand, and the winged king pressed the reed, and the cold and shining Tang knife jumped out half an inch, revealing a beautiful ripple of forged water.

"Shhh...... This can't be two hundred forgings, such fine ripples of water!" exclaimed the Winged King.

Xiao Lotian explained on the side, "It's more than that, it's a full 35o forging ...... This was unimaginable in ancient times, but now there are 10,000-ton punches in the North Industrial Zone, so we can also build Tang knives with more than 400 forgings......"

The ancient hundred-forged sword, in fact, the principle is the same as our kitchen and noodles to make a mille-feuille sentinel, steel forging one side and then folding and forging again, and then folding again.

This process is to rely on the strength of the impurities in the red steel to knock out, and the steel stress after folding is more even, rigid enough and the toughness is also very good, so it will not break easily.

This is the effect required by the ancient swordsmiths, the rigidity will be very sharp, the toughness is not easy to break, in ancient times this can be purely by manpower, and after industrialization, mechanical forging replaced manpower, which made the iron-smelting technology have a flying exhibition.

Xiao Lotian looked at the winged king's intently eyes, and hurriedly tried a color for Jin Sanshun, and the little fat man trotted out a long sandalwood incense box from behind.

"Lord Wang, this is specially prepared for you by Yuan, five hundred forging honor swords!"

The Winged King's eyes lit up when he heard this, he took out this honor guard knife, and the cold light followed by the moonlight reflected in his eyes, "Sure enough, the knife is good, this water flow pattern is actually dense to this point......"

After speaking, the Wing King took out the handkerchief on his chest like lightning and threw it into the air, and everyone saw that the cold light flashed, and they didn't see clearly that the handkerchief had been broken into three.

"Good knife, good knife! Put it away!" the Wing King excitedly handed the knife to the Prussian guard behind him.

Wang Huaiyuan, Sima Yun, Liang Kun, Luo Huo...... There are also Xiang Ying and Lin Zhen...... A familiar face flashed before the Winged King's eyes, and he shook hands with everyone and talked a few words, saying that he was excited and shed a few tears.

"You are the little communication soldier in the Battle of Xiangyang, I remember you, Zuo Hu......"

"Xiaolin, you fought with the mobile phone of the King of the West under the city of Nanjing, and you were plotted by those bastards, and you were shot in the back...... At the time, I thought you were going to die, but you came back to life......"

"Black Buffalo! haha...... Knowing you, when you attacked Suzhou, you carried three gunpowder bags and rushed forward, how could I forget you, a fierce general......"

Dusty memories flowed out of the open gate, and there were more and more veterans crying on the deck, if it weren't for Wang Junlan always reminding him, I'm afraid it would have been crying at this moment.

The Winged King shook hands with the last brother, and he took two steps back to stand in the position of the main gun shooter, his eyes scanning the old brothers, and it took him half a minute to calm his excitement.

"Brothers, you didn't disappoint me, Xiao Letian, you didn't disappoint me...... What I handed over to you is a group of heroes, and you brought out a group of famous generals, so I will force them to be literate at you, and I will obey you!"

"You are just like the hundred steel knives I saw just now, and you are finally made by thousands of tempers!"

"Think about what you were like before, and look at what you are now...... I am relieved, I will be able to see my brothers in heaven with a clear conscience when I die!"

"Cherish all this, from now on, you must forget the past and look forward to the future with Yuan! I will make it clear today and explain it to you thoroughly......

"I ...... Wing King Shi Da Kai...... It has long been renamed Stone Wing...... All the past has been cut off by me, and I vow not to return to the Great Qing Kingdom for the rest of my life!"

"Forget about me! Follow Yuan to fight a Chinese world!"

"Long live the Chinese!"

"Long live Yuan!"

All the brothers on the deck spoke in unison, lowered their voices and shouted, "Long live the Chinese!

Tears welled up in the Winged King's eyes, and he arched his hand to his brothers, not daring to see them turn around and walk into the cabin, Xiao Lotian followed closely behind.

"Big brother, why are you doing this? Can you and my brother still distrust you? Why do you say these things......

"No, my brother, I don't say these things to appease your hearts, I do to appease theirs...... I'm going to have to strangle the last little sprout in their hearts!"

"If the kingdom of heaven is gone, it will be destroyed, and people will have to accept their fate! No one can go back!"