Holding a slender sword, he is a hero of a long battle.

If you think about a hundred battles, ten years of grinding this edge.

The blade drops the autumn rain, and the dance handle strokes the spring breeze.

Steady steps condense the evil qi, and break through the sky with one blow.

In the third year of Guanghe, in April 180, Jiangxia County rebelled against the Han Dynasty, and joined forces with the Huangqi rebel army of Lujiang County, with more than 100,000 people, breaking four counties in a row, and the court was shaken. Then he sent Lu Kang, the Taishou of Lujiang, to lead the army to attack, and the army of Jiangxia Man and other troops surrendered.

Eight years have passed, Wang Huan's life in Lijia Village, from the beginning of farm work, medicine collection, hard work, many times he has retreated, but as a "person who has come over" knows what skills can save his life in the future, so he can persevere.

In the past eight years, although Weng Li would accept the money given by Wang Ran every half month, he did not touch a penny, and he remained at home intact.

Accompanying the master to collect medicines, I learned the basic knowledge of Chinese medicine and was able to identify common medicinal materials.

Hunting, cultivated his calmness, when he did not cross, he came into contact with the traditional bow and arrow, and his way of archery is different from others, he uses the Mediterranean style to make others feel alternative, every time he comes home, the mother sighs, love to ask her son how he is doing.

Weng Li did not deliberately teach Wang Huan how good his life was, and Wang Huan did not lie, he told his parents the truth, but every time he would say that he could learn a lot of useful things with his master, it was very fulfilling, and he was not tired of this life at all.

Eight years have turned this immature child into a strong teenager, under the dark skin, the muscles that do not match the age are like rocks bulging, there is no immaturity between the eyebrows, replaced by a kind of fortitude, and the voice has become hoarse and low.

When Wang Huan was fourteen years old, his master finally taught him something new.

Every morning after finishing the farm work, he took out a few pieces of parchment to check, which recorded the functions of most of the weapons and the production process, and asked Wang Huan to help melt the iron and prepare what weapons to build.

Under his repeated questioning, the master was still tight-lipped, and this material was also taken out by Weng Li from the large box buried in the ground in his pigsty, and it is said that Weng Li's father left him the only property - fine iron.

In the Han Dynasty, the smelting technology was not developed enough, and he could get such fine iron and sell it on the market casually, and he could also make Weng Li become a local tyrant, but he seemed to have been waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

Finally, on the night of the seventh day, through the repeated beating of the thirty-six forgings, the forged weapon had an appearance, wasn't it the big knife that he thought about day and night?

Looking at the knife embryo, Wang Huan couldn't help but think of the heroic posture of a proud god of war riding a red rabbit horse, beheading the face and being ugly, riding alone for thousands of miles, and flooding the Seventh Army.

This summer, after a month of painstaking efforts by the master and apprentice, a large knife weighing 18 catties was freshly baked, although it was not as powerful and domineering as the Qinglong Yanyue knife in the hands of the second master, but the dark blade of the knife looked particularly "sexy".

There is also a unique forging pattern on the knife surface, which is similar to the texture of Damascus Gang.

There is a circle of raised small bumps on the handle, which wraps around the handle in a spiral shape, which is deliberately done by the master, the reason is very simple, in order to increase friction, so as not to fall off from the hand by impact, which Wang Huan admires the master very much, very ergonomic.

The whole knife looks smooth, and the connection between the blade and the handle is made by the master into a simple knife grid in the shape of a beast's head.

The head of the beast opened his mouth and spit out the blade, at a glance, there was a high-end atmosphere on the grade, the feeling of being a bully and a cool hanging, and a cold feeling when the handle was held in the palm of his hand, and it took five days to polish the blade alone, and it was no exaggeration to say that this knife was as sharp as clay.

Wang Huan was ecstatic to carry the big knife to the courtyard and waved it, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, taking himself as the center of the circle, he struggled to draw a semicircle from right to left, and stepped forward with his left foot, shaking up a little dust.

The left hand holding the lower handle of the knife pushes forward, the right hand holds the upper handle, slightly force the upper belt, the whole knife is held high above the head, both hands at the same time to slash down, the weight of the knife body and the weight of the force exerted on the knife body make the force potential energy become extremely large, this powerful blow makes half of the knife body submerged in the soil.

Wang Huan hadn't had a good time, he pulled out the knife, held the middle handle with both hands, leaned the handle of the knife to his waist, and turned around like a hot wheel, and suddenly the dust was everywhere, and even the big black dog was frightened.

When!

The rotation speed is too fast, the inertia is too great, and the body can't keep balance, Wang Huan fell to the ground with a dog eating, Weng Li, who was standing on the side, couldn't help laughing, and the big black dog also stuck out his tongue mockingly and panted for hot air.

Weng Li stepped forward to help the gray-faced apprentice, and said with a smile: "The knife is not something that can be controlled by brute force. ”

After that, he took the big knife from Wang Huan's hand, his legs were shoulder-width apart, his right foot kicked down, and he waved the big knife, like a movie actor, dancing vigorously, chopping, oblique chopping, slashing and a series of simple and gorgeous actions, although it is not as good as the stars and special effects in the movie, but if each knife is slashed firmly on the person, it will not die but also be seriously injured.

Wang Huan stared intently at the master's demonstration, in addition to the master's gorgeous movements, the foundation is also extraordinarily solid, every time he swings the knife, he never leaves the plate, the whole set of actions is smooth, and after a set of actions, his face is not red and he is not panting.

Wang Huan couldn't help but sigh bitterly in his heart: Hey...... The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the bull has to be boiled out, when will I be able to reach the realm of the master?

The moves and routines of Chinese martial arts, in the Three Kingdoms period, only a few people can learn, for example, Tong Yuan's two apprentices, one Zhao Yun and one Zhang Xiu, Wang Huan's master is also just a farmer part-time blacksmith, he played a big knife for a few years when he was young, but Weng Li's tricks were learned, and in the actual combat process, it still has a great effect.

Weng Li spent eight years to let Wang Huan do the same thing day after day, in fact, this is a kind of practice, for a person's perseverance and patience exercise, in eight years, Wang Huan did not disappoint him, did not complain, and obeyed Weng Li's words, which made Weng Li like his apprentice more and more, and gradually had a feeling of treating him as his own son.

Since the big knife was created, Weng Li taught Wang Huan to use the knife every morning, pointing out his shortcomings and exchanging his experiences.

The compound bow is not the traditional understanding of the Olympic competition bow, the kind of bow composed of various instruments belongs to the roller skating compound bow, and the compound bow made by Weng Li is a bow made of multiple materials, rather than a bare bow made of a single bowstring of wood.

Take the oak tree as the trunk, the horn as the tip, the cow tendon as the string, and the yellow croaker fat as the glue, glue all parts together to make a seemingly simple, but powerful recurve compound bow.

The material of the arrow is very simple, after the bamboo is straight, plus the feathers plucked from the chickens raised by the family, to make the arrow feathers, the arrow is just sharpened, there is really not too much metal material to create the arrow, and the weight of the bow, the medium and close range lethality is enough to kill the small beast in seconds.

Wang Huan has been in contact with traditional bows and arrows in the 21st century, and his research on bows is naturally indispensable, but he has not been able to touch this kind of handmade bow because his wallet is not enough.

This bow, in Weng Li's view, is just a production tool, and its only use is for hunting, but if it is to be used in modern times, I don't know how many bow friends will be crazy about it, and there is no problem in selling it for tens of thousands of oceans, and those slide bows and laminated bows are scum compared to it.

Wang Huan played with a laminated bow before crossing, with a pull of forty pounds, which was a little difficult for him at the age of twenty, and the bows made of modern industrial materials were used, and the arrows were also carbon arrows, and within ten meters, the hit rate of targets the size of watermelons was more than ninety percent.

The bow made by Weng Li for him was eighty pounds, and his strength was greatly improved because he often worked with his master in the fields, and at the age of fourteen, the eighty-pound bow had no problem opening the bow, and when he practiced the bow and arrow before crossing, he never knew how to aim, and a great god told him to aim by the posture of the body.

Until he crossed over, he didn't understand, how to aim his body?

With the gradual increase in the number of hunting by the master, practice makes perfect, and slowly he also realized that archery is actually based on the correct posture of drawing the bow, and using the feeling to aim at the "target is real and the arrow is empty, and the arrow is real and the target is empty" is adjusted according to the specific situation.

After practicing that he couldn't eat meat as a daily practice, within thirty meters, the moving target the size of an apple was a piece of cake for him.

Every time he started to work with an arrow, thinking about whether this arrow was related to whether he could eat meat for dinner, Wang Huan became more calm and calm.

It's just that his way of archery is very different, others use the thumb to buckle the strings, typical Mongolian style, and he uses the index finger, middle finger, ring finger to buckle the strings, and uses the jaw to lean on the position is the Mediterranean style, Weng Li corrected many times without results, and he didn't bother to correct it, it doesn't matter what way he uses, just achieve the goal, a certain great man didn't also say "Whether it's a black cat or a white cat, is it a good cat to catch a mouse?" ”

This little monster, although the gesture is far from the orthodox gesture, can hunt for more than a year, that is called a quasi-...... Let Weng Lidu be ashamed.

In fact, this is also due to Wang Huan's experience in playing live CS in his previous life, when he was still a coach, many people asked him if he had any secrets to playing CS, and every time he replied, "Before anyone else found out about you, you had already shot at him, this is the secret." ”

Observation is a must with ranged weapons, and he can do what leaves swing unnaturally and weeds that sway abnormally within fifteen meters of the jungle.

So when hunting, he can always judge the size of the prey according to the shaking of the plant, and then predict the direction and trajectory of the target's movement.

But Wang Huan is different, he aims at the place where the prey may appear in advance, as long as there is a change, the right hand throws an arrow with a whistling sound and hits, this move can be described as a hundred tried, of course, it takes keen observation and accurate prediction to do this.

Over time, most of the animals around the village, from small voles to large muntjacs, became targets for him to hunt and were poisoned by his "inhumane".

The birds in the treetops instinctively fly as far as they see a young man with a bow approaching the woods, and in time, maybe he can really use the bow as a sniper addiction.

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