In the city of Kaifeng, Tokyo.

This is the most prosperous section of the city, the stone-paved road is more than ten zhang wide, the horse-drawn carriages are endless, and the streets are lined with shops, a prosperous scene.

The hawkers on the street, the horses coming and going, the pedestrians walking on the road, and the merchant ships busy on the water all show this magnificent picture of the Northern Song Dynasty.

As described in the Qingming Riverside Map, the urban economy of the Northern Song Dynasty had reached the peak of Chinese history, and if it were not for the later Mongol and Yuan invasions, the burgher class would have gradually grown...... Perhaps.

"It's a pity, it's just a pre-apocalyptic glory."

"Phew!"

A young man shook his head, lifted the reins in his hand, sat down and stopped suddenly.

Looking at the people who were in peace nearby, the young man shook his head, these civilians probably didn't know that in less than ten years, this place would be a hell on earth!

"Brother Dong Ping, what do you mean by that?" The other young man also stopped the horses and said in a puzzled tone, "Why can't I understand something?"

Dong Ping smiled: "It's nothing, I'm just emotional, by the way, Tang Bin, how did you inquire about the blacksmith shop in the city?"

"The situation is not very promising." Tang Bin shook his head, "I have already found out more than a dozen blacksmith shops in the city yesterday, and they all said that the rules in the capital have been strict recently, not only are large quantities of weapons not sold, but even ordinary ironware is strictly controlled. ”

"So exaggerated?" Dong Ping frowned, "What about pig iron?" There's no way to procure it? ”

The government's control of these resources was beyond his expectations, he originally thought that it would be possible to build hundreds of iron armor and spears, but he didn't want it to be so difficult now!

Tang Bin didn't speak, but still shook his head.

It seemed that he had to find another way, Dong Ping moved his muscles and bones on the horse, and he was ready to continue walking.

It was the third day that Dong Ping and his party of six arrived in Kaifeng, and because Cheng Wan'er and Hu Sanniang were unwilling to show up, the two had been playing chess in the inn.

In this regard, Dong Ping didn't want to worry about it, anyway, the purpose of coming this time was not too difficult, and it might be more convenient to leave these two women in the inn.

The first goal of this visit to Kaifeng was to purchase at least 200 sets of iron armor and iron helmets in the city's blacksmith shops, and if possible, another 500 spears.

Zhu Wu's plan to form a cavalry unit was naturally proposed by Dong Ping in a letter, because Dongping City really did not attach much importance to the formation of cavalry, and there were less than 200 old and weak horses in the whole city.

No matter what, it's better than nothing, Dong Ping laughed secretly in his heart, others can only go to a small hill like Liangshan to mingle, I don't know how long it will take to show up, and I have directly become the supervisor of the soldiers and horses of a state, and there is no need to worry too much about resources.

As for Dongping City, I'm sorry, what's the difference between Cheng Wanli's unusable state and a puppet Taishou? This city has long been in Dong Ping's pocket!

When Dong Ping received the news, he was actually a little excited.

So much so, to the point of getting a little carried away, I played chess and chatted with two beauties in the inn all day long.

Unexpectedly, two days later, the cold reality gave me a slap in the face.

It doesn't matter if you can't find a good piece of iron in the whole city, the important thing is that people don't sell it to you at all!

He also said that he had to "register his household registration." ”

This is a modern real-name system, right? When did the Northern Song Dynasty have such a cross-era policy?

Obviously, Dong Ping didn't dare and couldn't register.

The reality didn't have time to surprise Dong Ping, and on the third day, he could only come out and figure out a way by himself.

I wandered around the street for another hour, asked several stalls, and said that I couldn't even buy a hoe without registering my household registration information.

"Holy, what the hell is going on! When did that waste Zhao Ji become so shrewd! Dong Ping wanted to scold his mother angrily, but the problem is there, whether you scold or not, it just doesn't give up, like a black humor.

Seeing that the sun was rising and it had passed three strokes, Dong Ping and the four of them were hungry, so they found a hotel called "Juxian Building", tied the horse to the stable, and the group strode towards the store.

"Bang!"

A loud noise attracted Dong Ping's attention, and he saw a blacksmith-looking man on the opposite side of the restaurant using weapons at the scene, no, in modern terms, it should be showing off his skills.

The man was naked, holding an iron claw hammer in one hand and wielding it freely, it was as light as nothing, and dozens of catties of iron hammers were running freely in this person's hands, as if they had taken root.

"Big brother, what's so good about this kind of showmanship?" Sun Li saw that Dong Ping had been looking at the artist, and he was immediately interested.

Dong Ping's eyes moved, and he didn't reply.

"Good!"

"Good play"

"Good martial arts! It's a man! ”

With a burst of applause from the onlookers, the man put down the iron melon hammer in his hand that looked to be at least thirty pounds, and smiled at the people around him: "The villain's life is compelled, and everyone laughs at the art here.

After speaking, the man smiled with a smile on his face, took a broken enamel basin, and stretched it out to the people around him.

Who knew that those people had already dispersed in a hurry after watching the excitement, and he was still cared for there, and only the man was left alone in the same place.

"That man is a little pitiful." Dong Ping shook his head, most of these people are just begging for a living, but it is not easy to do so.

"There must be something hateful about the wretched!" Liu Yun snorted coldly, "That guy looks strong, how can he look like a person who lives in the rivers and lakes?" I think eighty percent is a treacherous! ”

The man sighed and was about to pack up his belongings and leave, when a group of people rushed out of a nearby alley.

"Tang Long, you waste still dare to come here, the master won't kill you today!" A person holding a wooden stick for the head is the fastest, accurate, and ruthless! smashed a stick on the head of the man named Tang Long, it looks like he is a werewolf!

"Click!"

The inferior wooden stick hit Tang Long's elbow, and it broke off in one fell swoop!

"Master Qiao, spare the little one this time, and the little one will never come again in the future." Tang Long said with a smile.

"You dare to resist!" The leader probably couldn't hold his face, and shouted to the people behind him: "What else to see, go up together, let this settlement get out of Tokyo City today!"

"You are looking for death!" Tang Long couldn't sit still, picked up a bench and knocked the leader unconscious.

The other people were furious, and when they drew their knives, they were about to step forward and slash and kill, and they would not stop if they didn't play with their lives!

Tang Long was naked at the moment, wielding only a wooden stool to resist a dozen knives, which was really difficult.

In less than a moment, it was inevitable that there would be scratches here, scratches here, Tang Long's heart became more and more anxious, and he roared again and again, but it was useless.

"Click!"

A crisp sound of iron pieces breaking, a person was stunned to see that only half of the blade was left in his hand, and he was just about to slash Tang Long's head with a knife, but unexpectedly, a figure suddenly rushed out and directly grabbed his own knife!

The man looked upwards with a trembling look, and saw a tall young man with an iron fist, tightly wrapped in the palm of his hand, squinting at him, with a black mask on his head, and it was obvious that the weapon had destroyed his own knife just now.

"What do you want to do?" The man strengthened his courage, remembered the power behind him, and sneered again: "None of the people who provoked the Xu Mansion could live!"

Xufu?

When Dong Ping heard this name, there was a trace of doubt in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but sink a little.

"I advise you not to meddle in your business." The man laughed arrogantly, "Otherwise, you don't even know how you died!"

"Really?"

Dong Ping looked at the man, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, but in the eyes of the man, it was like a hellish gaze.

"Do you think your head is stiffer than this knife?"

As soon as Dong Ping finished speaking, Liu Yun, Tang Bin, and Sun Li drew their knives and walked over, although the speed was not fast, but for this group of people, it was as if they had encountered a ghost.

If all these people are so strong, then it's still a hair!

"Gollum" The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his scalp tingled slightly.

Dong Ping still looked at that person and didn't speak, but for these people, it was an unusual fear.

"You guy, you are brave enough, report your name!"

The man finally relented.

Dong Ping sneered: "Hebei Dong Shuang!"

The man nodded: "Okay, dare to go against the people of the Xu Mansion, I remember you, let's go!"

With that, the man walked to the end of the street, and the others dragged the unconscious leader to follow.