When Mo Chen decided to teach the soldiers martial arts, he suddenly found a problem, the soldiers only learned posture, but the strength in their hands was still far from the same, and they couldn't kill with one hit.

Thinking of it, he was going to do it, Mo Chen didn't care about the monkey's scream, he knew that even if the fat tiger didn't kill the monkey no matter what, he would only beat it, and he didn't stop it, because if he stopped it, the fat tiger would obey, but the anger in the fat tiger's heart couldn't be vented, so he could only hold it in his heart, and a hatred for the monkey would appear.

Although it's just a seed, but the seed will grow slowly, and then the problem will be big, and the only way is to let the fat tiger beat the monkey, and the anger in his heart is out, then they are still good brothers.

Mo Chen returned to the camp and entered the city with a few ingots of silver, he was going to customize what he wanted.

In this temporary camp, the battalion commander can come and go as he pleases, of course, if ordinary soldiers want to go out, they must get the permission of the battalion commander.

Now in this barracks, the battalion captains of each battalion are in charge, since Zhao Yi came to Yi County, he has been entertained by the rich gentry of Yi County with good wine and meat, and the beautiful maids have served him, and he has not even returned to the barracks, let alone come to the barracks.

But those rich gentry are not bad, every once in a while someone comes to reward the army with wine and meat, and now the soldiers of the battalions are very happy, they eat every day, eat and sleep, in addition to not being able to go in and out casually, they are really getting more and more nourishing.

In the entire military camp, except for the tenth battalion led by Mo Chen, the rest of the people were enjoying a pleasant day very much. By the way, there is also Meng Quan's team, but Meng Quan's requirements are not high, he just gets up every day for morning exercises.

Mo Chen stood outside the city gate of Yi County with silver, looked at the majestic city, and sighed in his heart, the power of the ancients is really powerful: there are no machines here, and only manpower can create such an endless city wall.

Although Yixian is a remote county seat, it is not desolate, but very lively, the streets of the whole city are endless, the hawkers are noisy, the buyers are bargaining, and the children's joy is running in the crowd.

It was a peaceful scene, looking at the streets with a satisfied smile, and Mo Chen sighed, the ancients were the ancients, and in this difficult environment, they still retained such kindness.

However, he knew that this kind of scene would not last long, because this era was called the Warring States, and he couldn't be like these people, because even if he was illiterate in history, he knew how cruel this era was, and war would come at any time, because this was the Warring States, and if he wanted to live, he had to be stronger.

Mo Chen walked to someone to inquire about a blacksmith shop, and walked over happily, the county town is different, even the blacksmith shop is so easy to find. In the Warring States period, blacksmiths were very valuable resources, they were able to create weapons to kill, and because of this, blacksmiths were generally controlled by the court, or domestic slaves of the county guards in various places, only for the court to create weapons and serve the county guards in various places, like the blacksmiths who opened shops in free bodies are very rare.

Originally, he had to ask for help from the county magistrate here, but now that there is a blacksmith shop here, it would be even better.

Mo Chen came to a small shop of dozens of square meters, there was a wooden sign with iron characters hanging outside the store was fluttering in the wind, and there was a crackling sound of metal crashing inside, Mo Chen knew that he had come to the right place, such an obvious feature was obviously really a blacksmith shop.

Mo Chen walked in and saw that a stove was burning, and a shirtless man was pounding the iron in his hand.

The man who strikes iron doesn't care about the silent dust that comes in, and he doesn't even look at it, as if his world is only the iron in his hand.

The iron block was obviously just starting to practice, and it didn't know what it was building yet.

Mo Chen didn't care about being ignored, and turned to the side, which was full of things that had been created.

Mo Chen took a few things and looked at them, many of them were bronze, and they were all farm tools, and finally he found a handful of iron things, he checked it, the whole shovel is made of fine iron all over the body, and it can have a hundred catties in his hand, it is really hard to imagine, just like the usual size of the shovel actually weighs 100 catties, then how terrifying the density of this shovel is, not only that, but the front of this shovel actually pierced the blade, exuding a really cold chill, Mo Chen was secretly frightened, " Could it be that iron products at this time have developed to this point? ”

This iron product is very strong, and it can make the shovel to such an extent, it is definitely the top craftsman of this era, but then he shook his head, but it is a pity that such fine iron is actually made of agricultural tools, and it is still a shovel.

Mo Chen didn't know that when he was looking at these items, a pair of eyes were staring at him behind his back, and when he saw him pick up the shovel and look at it, the man's face was full of pride, but when he shook his head, the proud face suddenly became angry.

"Put things down for me, and besides, what do you mean by shaking your head."

Mo Chen heard an angry voice coming from behind him and turned to look, a young man with anger was looking at him angrily.

Mo Chen didn't expect that the person who could create such iron tools was actually such a young man, who looked no more than twenty years old, and such a young blacksmith could have such superb skills, which made Mo Chen a little suspicious, these things were really created by this guy?

"You built all these things?" Mo Chen held up the iron shovel in his hand and wondered.

"What's the matter with you, hurry up and put the things back for me, I don't welcome you, let me leave quickly." The blacksmith, with a bad countenance, was a craftsman who was very proud of his craft, and anyone who doubted their work was an insult to them.

Seeing the young blacksmith's expression, Mo Chen knew that these things were undoubtedly made by this young blacksmith, such a young man, who could have such superb skills, what a waste of talent it was to build farm tools here! Thinking of this, Mo Chen decided to find a way to bring this guy back, this is a talent! How can it be buried, that's a sin!

"Why are you so nervous, don't you just break a shovel? It's just so-so. Mo Chen said a little unremittingly.

"What's the ordinary, boy, don't think that I won't clean you up when you're young, it's been carefully crafted by me, and although it's just a shovel, it's more powerful than your sword." The young blacksmith was not convinced, and he noticed early in the morning that the weak-looking little creature in front of him was wearing a suit of armor, and it was not difficult to see that he was a soldier. But he didn't care about soldiers or anything, in his opinion, even if such a small guy became a soldier, it was just a big soldier.

"Hehe, just kidding, this thing still wants to compare to my knife? The cowhide is blowing up! With your broken shovel, I can pierce a hole with a single sword. Mo Chen struck.

"Good! What a thorn in you! As long as you can pierce my shovel with your knife, I will recognize you as a big brother. The blacksmith said angrily. He didn't think that this unknown guy's knife could really pierce his shovel, which he had carefully built and forged with thousands of refined iron, and he had already tried the power of the shovel, not only to easily cut those so-called elite weapons, but also to be extremely strong.

"You said that! I didn't force you, you have to talk and count. Mo Chen showed a hint of conspiracy on his face.

"My words count, as long as you can pierce my treasure shovel, I will recognize you as a big brother, if you can't pierce you, what will you do." The blacksmith said relentlessly.

"Okay, if it doesn't pierce, then I'll crawl out of you." Mo Chen also said arrogantly.

"Okay, let's get started!" The blacksmith snorted coldly, he was very confident in his forging, not to mention the third in the world, then it must be the second in the world! How could any other weapon pierce your elaborate shovel!

"Okay, I've got you guy." Mo Chen placed the shovel on the wooden table, pulled his trouser leg, pulled out a sharp dagger from his trouser leg, and stabbed it hard in the center of the shovel before the blacksmith could see the appearance clearly.

"Ding"

There was a sound of iron clashing, but it was pleasant, not like the impact of heavy objects, but the sound of sharp blades crashing into the earth.

The blacksmith stared blankly at the shovel on the table, only to see that there was already a one-inch-sized gap in the center of the shovel, neat and smooth.

"How is that possible?" The blacksmith Mu Ne said, he really couldn't believe that the proud work he had carefully built was really pierced, and it was clean and neat, and there was no comparison at all. He wanted it to be fake, but the gap in the shovel was real, and the empty gap was so obvious in the smooth shovel, and the gap that existed there told him that it was all true, more real than a pearl.

When the blacksmith looked at the dagger in Mo Chen's hand, his eyes lit up, and it was the knife that pierced through his carefully crafted work.

"This little brother, can you show me the knife over there!" Then the blacksmith said.

"It's okay to show you, but you seem to have forgotten something." Silent Dust spun and played with the dagger in his hand, and the dagger spun as fast as an afterimage in Mo Chen's hand.

"Big brother, please bow down to my little brother." The blacksmith hurriedly performed an elder brother salute, for the craftsman, a thing that is more powerful than them is the most precious thing, not to mention that he loses, and he is convinced of the loss.

Mo Chen very happily accepted the blacksmith's worship, accepted this worship, then he will be the eldest brother of this blacksmith with extraordinary skills in the future, and he has accepted a skilled little brother, I am happy to think about it, this trip did not come out in vain, and as soon as he came out, he picked up a treasure.

Looking at the blacksmith's burning eyes, Mo Chen certainly knew what this guy wanted, and casually threw the dagger to the blacksmith as if he were throwing a tattered piece, and didn't care.