Chapter 166: The Centurion and the Scimitar

The long and dreary winter is finally over.

Spring is coming.

Guo Yang, Mr. Wild Fox and Green Fox temporarily moved to Bagen Divine Peak.

Within a month of Guo Yang's recuperation, Anu, Ah Jiu, Ah Mu and others rushed back one after another, and the grassland gradually became lively.

On a sunny afternoon, Guo Yang summoned everyone on a high hill nearby.

Not far away was the tent of Narentoya's house, and although the old patriarch Jida had arranged for two prairie women to take care of it, the tent looked lonely and sad because of the absence of a hostess.

Guo Yang leaned on a leopard skin, looked at everyone gently, served the wine, and didn't drink it for a long time.

Anu sat down in front of him and poured wine silently.

After a fierce battle, the rabbit cubs matured a lot, and even Amu began to look like an old man, half-squinting his eyes and pretending to think about something.

Having killed nearly 10,000 greedy and cunning peasant tribesmen, the hearts of these people were heavy.

In the beginning, they themselves, as well as their ancestors, had the greatest honor of being agrarian tribesmen, and were willing to live and die for it.

A dynastic change, the merchant became a reservoir dog, the Zhou people became the new masters, and everything was over.

Is it really over?

Guo Yang took a jue of wine, looking at the vast grassland from afar, the south, where is the hometown, and the geese are coming.

And, of course, swallows.

Spring in the prairie is beautiful and soft.

It was quiet and intoxicating.

The smell of wild flowers, the smell of grass, and the smell of cow and sheep dung mixed in the humid spring air made this group of steppe people without hoop legs look sad.

They sat on a high hill with dark faces and unkempt hair, looking south.

Lower your head and take a slow sip of wine.

"They've all grown up." Guo Yang looked at this group of young people and said gently.

"Yes, young master, they have all grown up." Anu glanced at it and smiled.

"It's not enough to grow up, you have to grow old." Guo Yang said.

"It's not easy to grow old with light? Young master, whether it is a tiger or an old fox, it is far from enough for us. Anu said.

"Well, it's not enough. It seems that the two of us thought together. Guo Yang looked at Anu and said with a smile.

"After a battle, it can be regarded as a gain of knowledge. If it weren't for the young master's planning in advance and calculating all those miscellaneous pieces, we would definitely not be able to defeat others. Anu said.

"The farming tribesmen, who are the best at all kinds of tools, conquer cities, fight on the battlefield, and use a lot of sophisticated equipment, are indeed a very terrible opponent." Guo Yang said thoughtfully.

"But the nomadic tribe also has its advantages, fast and slow cutting, one-touch and go, flexible and flexible, long-distance running, these are the most headaches for those farming tribes." Anu laughed.

If Anu was willing to be a slave in order to repay the grace of saving his life, after this vicious battle, Anu respected this young master who was more cunning than a fox in his heart.

"You're right, Anu, when you train later, consider the strengths of others and ours, and don't underestimate the heroes of the world." Guo Yang said.

"Young Master, is there any news from Naren Toya?" Anu asked suddenly.

"Nope." Guo Yang's mood became heavy.

"Do you want to scatter them all?" Anu asked.

"No, except for those nails in the shadows, everyone else withdrew and started training." Guo Yang said.

"Going to war?" Anu asked with a frown.

"On a grassland, if there are two Guo sheep, then kill one." Guo Yang said lightly, and finally took a sip of wine.

"Agoura?" Anu asked seriously.

"And Chagan. They must all be cultivators, and I can smell their breath, they should have flowed into the prairie from farming tribes like us. Guo Yang said with a deep groan.

"Anu understands." Anu also took a handful of wine and took a sip slowly.

……

The meeting, which lasted for two or three days, ate a thousand sheep, three hundred cows, and drank two whole cellars of mare's milk wine.

With every sip of wine, everyone will think of Naren Toya and the child in her belly, which is Guo Yang's cub.

Seeing that Guo Yang was a little distracted, everyone's mood was very heavy, they had won the battle, and they should have had a carnival, but they were disturbed by the dog mongrel Wu Lihan.

Everyone held back the fire in their bellies, and secretly swore in their hearts that after catching that crumb, they must hand him over to Amu and let him taste the taste of a traitor.

Amu had other ideas, he was drunk, carrying a bag of wine, stumbling over, and sat down next to Guo Yang.

"Master." Amu called Master, but stopped talking.

"Amu, you've drunk too much." Guo Yang reached out and touched Amu's unkempt head and smiled gently.

"Not drunk. It's just that I feel uncomfortable. Amu said angrily.

"Still uncomfortable drinking?" Anu glanced at the drunken Anu and smiled.

"Master, Amu is really uncomfortable." Amu lowered his head and said in an astringent voice.

Guo Yang sighed softly, stroked Amu's black head with his palm, and didn't say anything.

Amu blames himself for his dereliction of duty.

The cavalry of 2,000 people of Yan State, in the case of careful calculation, actually missed dozens of people, and the first evil Wu Lihan also took those dog mongrels into the depths of the grassland, kidnapped Naren Tuoya, and caused a lot of grassland people, Amu has been worried about this.

"Master, I'm sorry for you, and I'm sorry for Naren Toya......" Amu suddenly cried in a low voice.

Depressed and dull, it is a man's cry.

"This kid!" Guo Yang smiled bitterly, "It's none of your business, Wu Lihan is hiding too deeply, and we have all miscalculated." ”

"That's it, Amu, cheer up, when you catch Ulihan, Master promises to hand him over to you and let him accompany you for many years." Anu laughed.

"But ......" Amu wanted to say something, but was stopped by Guo Yang.

"Amu, don't cry like a. Think about how we can become strong and level this grassland. Guo Yang said gently.

"Yes, Master!" Amu wiped away his tears with the back of his hand and promised.

"Tell me what you think, you have also commanded several battles this time, you should have some understanding." Anu laughed.

"Our disadvantage is that we are small in number and poorly equipped, so we can only wander around people, waiting for an opportunity to take a bite, and if we meet an old fox general, we may even knock out two of our dog teeth. In addition, in the face of the defense and attack of the farming tribes, we are too weak, and our whips and knives cannot break the formation of others. ”

"In addition, our people are accustomed to charging single-handedly, and they can only kill stragglers, and on the battlefield, it is not enough for people to stuff their teeth." Amu said with a deep groan.

Guo Yang looked at Amu, showed a satisfied smile, and said gently: "It's okay, first consider our shortcomings." The thirty of you are the arms and legs of me and your Master Anu, as well as the knives and whips of the two of us. Think of a way, train a strong cavalry team, and find a way to level this grassland first. ”

"Master, you mean?" Amu asked suspiciously.

"For the time being, there are few people, there are thirty of you, and a few of them are on a mission outside, I have roughly calculated, and the number of people that can be drawn out is only about ten, you should be my centurion first." Later, according to the development of military exploits and numbers, he was gradually promoted to the commander of a thousand commanders, a commander of ten thousand commanders, and even a general of my Guo Yang. ”

Guo Yang looked at the grassland and said with great ambition, taking out a sheepskin, a knife and ten swarthy tokens.

On the sheepskin, the names of ten people were written, and Ah Jiu, Ah Mu, Ah Tu, Ah Jin and others were impressively listed, and they were the first centurions of Guo Yang.

Ten tokens are the tokens of the centurion, which are equivalent to the general's tokens.

One knife is the Fish Scale Wind Thunder Knife carefully crafted by Guo Yang and Anu, but the length and shape are very different from other knives.

First of all, it was very long, more than double the knife they were currently using, more than three feet, and it was good for cutting immediately.

The second is the combination of bending and straightening, nearly two feet near the handle is straight, and the head of the cutter is close to two feet is meniscus-shaped, and the head is slightly thicker than the shank, so that the center of gravity of the knife is concentrated in the bent edge.

"Amu, call the nine of them over, get on the horse, go and try this knife, if we find a problem, we will improve it immediately." Guo Yang said with a smile.

Amu took the knife in his hand, slashed it slightly, showed surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't call a few of them, I'll try it first!" ”

After speaking, he walked away quickly.

"This ...... Guy, it's still so anxious. Guo Yang smiled bitterly.

Amu took the sword, mounted his horse, and galloped away.

Ah Jiu and the others were drinking sullenly, and suddenly they heard the cry, Amu Cat leaned on the horse's back, and a bright long knife in his hand slashed left and right, like a gust of wind.

The handle of the knife is straight, and the tip of the knife is curved, which everyone has never seen.

Amu was on the back of a galloping horse, screaming heartily, waving the scimitar in his hand, itself like a knife inserted into the vast grassland.

Out of nowhere, it seems that there are thousands of troops, all greedy and filthy miscellaneous pieces.

They shouted and confronted, their blades and arrows pouring down on Amu like dirty water.

Those dog things, treacherous, ungrateful, forgetful, insidious and vicious, are disgusting dogs, and they are stabbed in the back!

Split, the dog's head falls to the ground and rolls into the grass.

Chop, flesh flies, falls off the horse's back.

Cut, silently, blood splattered.

Amu hates, Wu Lihan of the dog day, the Zhou people of the dog day, the nobles of the dog day, Lao Tzu has a knife in his hand, and he can't wait to smooth out those dirty calculations and grievances.

Amu chopped all the way, galloped away on the grassland, and galloped again, like a vengeful knife in thousands of troops, invincible.

"Ahh

Amu raised his head and roared, as tragic as a broken wrist.

"Oh ho ho-"

The Amu monster roared, and the grass fell down.

"Short-sighted Zhou dogs, playing scheming and conspiracies with you, Lao Tzu is still annoying! Hahaha, I hate you dog mongrels! Amu shouted angrily, his body arched slightly, like a proud leopard.

"What kind of knife is that?" Ah Jiu and Ah Tu stood on the hill, their eyes were eager, and they couldn't help but run forward for more than ten steps.

"Machete." Anu took a handful of wine, walked over slowly, and said lightly.

"Machete?" Everyone looked back at the unfathomable Anu, and then looked at the crazy Amu, and their blood was boiling.

This kind of knife, slashing at the enemy, flashes by, is more fluid, and it will not be like the single knife used by the farming tribesmen, if you don't pay attention, it will get stuck in the cracks of the enemy's bones, and you need to exert force to pull it back.

On the battlefield, thousands of troops, swords, guns, swords, halberds, dense as a jungle, a slight stagnation may lose the dog's life.

After participating in a serious battle, these young people learned a lot and thought a lot.

The knives in their hands were sharp enough and hard enough to easily cut through those bronze swords, but in the process of using them, they naturally found a lot of problems.

Among them, the first problem is the stuck knife.

The second question is the center of gravity.

The center of gravity of the straight knife is on the handle, and when it is chopped out, it is naturally light and fluttering, which makes everyone very depressed.

The knife in Amu's hand is obviously more reasonable and terrifying, and it is estimated that it can directly split those thick cowhide armor, and even, those plate armor.

The soldiers of the farming tribe have many armor, and the most terrifying thing is the twelve royal divisions of the Zhou people stationed in Luoyi, all of which are cowhide armor mixed with plate armor, which can prevent arrows and can withstand ordinary sword chopping, which impresses Guo Yang and Anu.

"Amu, come on, come on, take a sip of wine, and let my brother try it too!" Amu was crazy enough, and he galloped over, and as soon as he turned over and dismounted, Ah Jiu ran over.

Behind him, there were twenty or thirty young men with unkempt hair, all of whom wanted to try the knife.

"Go, go, go, brother, let's talk after trying!" Ah Jiu arrived first, grabbed the scimitar, jumped on the horse, laughed, and before the words fell, he burst out like an arrow from the string.