Chapter Seventy-Four: The Nameless Knife

"Father doesn't need to say much!" Xiang Yu knew what Fan Zeng meant, he couldn't care so much at the moment, only that knife in the army could fight against the overlord halberd.

"Cousin!"

"Go!" Xiang Yu was impatient.

Mo Chu was helpless, galloped away, and after a while, he brought back a long box that was more than one person high.

Ziying let go of the overlord halberd, and his attention was attracted by the box.

Xiang Yu didn't know the essentials of learning swords since he was a child, so he abandoned swords and didn't learn them, and chose knives and halberds that could be easily driven with only brute force.

When Wujiang killed himself, he used a knife instead of a sword.

Xiang Yu has a bronze knife, which has never been mentioned in "Xiang Yu's Benji".

On the contrary, four hundred years later, Dong Zhuo inadvertently obtained a knife that sharpened jade like mud in the field, and was recognized by Cai Yong as Xiang Yu's knife.

Could it be this one?

Ziying was also interested, and reached out to open the box, "There is no text on the blade, and the cloud and mountain patterns are hidden on all sides, and it is really it!" ”

"King Qin actually recognizes this knife?" Xiang Yu said excitedly, "Since this is the case, this knife will be given to King Qin." ”

For Ziying, there is nothing more exciting than finding the lost artifacts in Shi Hai.

"Let the widow see if this knife is like mud!"

Ziying grabbed the hilt of the knife and swung it at the broken sword that had just been Mo Chu, and the blade of the sword was cut like paper.

Sure enough, it was!

"Okay, the widow will accept the knife, and the widow will fill his stomach first." Ziying said happily.

"King Qin can't delay any longer!" Xiang Yu said urgently.

"The widow does not delay." Ziying is already fearless, Xiang Yu can kill the Quartet with brute force, he can also do it, if he is bound to die tonight, he might as well give it a try.

Ziying broke into the side camp with a knife, and Yu Ziqi and two Chu army commanders were toasting Lu Pheasant, Zhang Liang, Lu Jia and his party.

"Ziying, what are you going to do?!" Yu Ziqi exclaimed.

"Get out of the way!"

Ziying stretched out his hand to push away Yu Ziqi, but Yu Ziqi had no power to resist, and was thrown to the edge of the tent, struggling desperately but unable to get up.

"Ziying, you are looking for death!"

The two Chu army commanders were furious, and they came up to grab the knife with their splitters, and Ziying swept the two to the ground with a sharp kick.

Xiang Yu walked into the side camp with a halberd, "This is the enemy of this commander, you are not an opponent, go down." ”

Liu Ying's people couldn't understand, if Ziying had this ability, how could he be chased and killed in embarrassment yesterday?

Lu Jia had already had the heart to join Qin, and when he saw that Ziying was so fearless when he entered the Chu camp tonight, he had already thrown himself to the ground.

"Don't be afraid, the widow is just a little hungry." Ziying smiled.

Among the side camps, only the pork on the table of the commander of the Chu camp and Lu Pheasant was the most fine, and the three of them ate too quickly, and there was still a lot of barbecue on the table of Lu Pheasant.

"Bring it to the widow." Ziying stretched out his hand towards Lu Pheasant.

"What did you say?!" Lu Pheasant was angry, she had been forced to retreat here on behalf of Liu Ying, and Ziying was still unrelenting!

"Didn't you hear? Give it to the widow. Ziying stood on the ground with the jade sharpening knife, and the blade was directed towards Lu Pheasant.

Ji Xin and Xiahou Ying stood in front of Lu Pheasant, "Ziying, don't go too far!" ”

"If you two are not convinced, you can come over and give it a try, the widow is just practicing first." Ziying's face was flat.

"Good!" Xiahou Ying ran outside the camp and snatched the halberd in the hands of the guards, and stabbed straight at Ziying.

Ziying waved his hand and slapped Xiahou Ying with the blade of the knife, the halberd broke, and Xiahou Ying fell to the ground and fainted.

Lu Pheasant gasped, and Xia Houying's ribs were probably broken a few times.

"I'm coming!" Ji Xin also rushed outside the camp.

"Commander Ji, stop!" Lu Pheasant held back his anger and shouted, "It's good to send this meat to King Qin." ”

"Madame." Zhang Liang, who was facing the east, slowly got up, "King Qin, is this move unreasonable?" ”

"Mr. Zifang, you have all come to crusade against the widows, what kind of etiquette do you say?" Ziying smiled, "However, if you take refuge in a widow, the widow will treat you with courtesy." ”

Zhang Liang was speechless for a while.

"Mr. Ovary doesn't need to say much." Lu Pheasant trembled and picked up the wooden plate and handed it to Ziying with both hands.

Ziying raised the jade knife and gently cut the pork, and the blade slashed back and forth several times next to Lu Pheasant's neck.

The commander of Liu Ying behind Lu Pheasant dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, he thought that when he came to Chu Ying, Ziying was the one who was humiliated, but he didn't expect it to be Lu Pheasant. Xiang Yu stood behind Ziying with a smile, and simply acquiesced to Ziying's behavior.

The people in the camp were holding their breath and quietly watching the babies eat meat. Ziying poked his head to Lu Pheasant's ear, and Liu Ying's people turned their heads away and didn't look at it again.

Ziying said softly, "Liu Bangqiu didn't commit any crimes, and the widow still appreciates it." You slut just dared to insult the widow, if you don't kill you tonight, it will be considered to show mercy to Liu Bang. ”

"Yes..."Lu Pheasant felt a coercion coming, and the fear in his heart suppressed his anger.

Smack-

Ziying shook off the wooden plate, sharpened the jade knife and pointed directly at Xiang Yu behind him, "Come on, Commander Xiang, tonight the widow wants to see what kind of strength the heroes in your Chu mouth are." ”

"Good! King Qin, please go out of the camp with Yu! Xiang Yu held the overlord halberd in his hand and rushed out of the side camp happily.

Ziying followed Xiang Yu to the open space outside the camp, and everyone in the camp followed him out to watch.

I haven't heard of anyone who can go head-to-head with Xiang Yu, who can carry the crown, and I don't want to miss this rare opportunity.

"King Qin has taken it!"

Xiang Yu danced the overlord halberd with both hands and swept towards Ziying, who slashed up with a knife. With brute force, the two of them collided with each other's blades, and sparks splashed everywhere, and the blows that opened and closed were so shocking that everyone couldn't close their mouths.

Xiang Yu had never been so happy in his life, sweating profusely, and constantly stepping up his offensive.

After more than a dozen days, Ziying's wound opened yesterday, and Xiang Yu seemed to be evenly matched, and it was already slightly difficult to deal with it.

"Ziying is not his cousin's opponent yet, he doesn't know how to use a knife at all, and his cousin's halberd method doesn't just rely on brute force." Mo Chu walked up to Fan Zeng and said.

"In short, you can't let Yu'er have an accident, quickly call someone to kill Ziying together!" Fan Zeng said worriedly.

"This is not a contemptible chivalrous way, if you want to call someone, the father himself will applaud it." Mo Chu replied coldly.

"Zhuang'er!"

Fan Zeng was helpless, and personally pushed away a few stunned guards, "Kill Ziying now!" ”

"But Commander Xiang..."

"If Yu'er blames, the old man will help you stop it, go quickly!" Fan Zeng pushed.

The guard gripped his halberd and ran towards Ziying.

"Who dares to make trouble? Feather will kill! Xiang Yu shouted.

The guards stopped in place, and suddenly fell to the ground in unison, each with a black-feathered arrow stuck behind their backs.

A group of strong men dressed in black carried long knives with blood on their shoulders, gathering from all directions.

Mengtu walked out of the crowd with a knife and knelt on one knee in front of Ziying, "Your Majesty, the minister is too late." ”