"Good knives!"

Carrying a large guillotine knife that is dedicated to cutting grass in the countryside and magnified two or three times, and is extremely gorgeous, Yang Shuang sighed again and again.

A good knife does not only refer to its material, but also involves mechanics, physical science and other aspects.

It is obviously very unreasonable to compare the ancient famous sword with the weapons of the future technological explosion period, after all, with all kinds of precision instruments and computer support, it is not difficult to mass-produce weapons of the same quality.

Of course, the premise is that this is a low-martial world, or rather, there are no fantasy factors such as cultivating immortals.

The reason why this knife is called a good knife is that it has nothing to do with its sharp blade, but because it is held in the hand, so that people can use it at any time and use the moves they want.

It's not that people and swords are one, and it's mysterious, but the structure and design are too advanced.

If it was really cast by Wu Ding during the Northern Expedition to the Ghost Fang, it has been nearly two thousand years since the emperor opened four years now!

Sure enough, there are still some moths in the world.

For example, the cadres who play iron are very good, Mo Ye, and Ou Zhizi.

For example, Guiguzi, Lao Tzu and Confucius, who play with very good brains.

For example, Xu Xian, who plays with snakes, Ning Caichen, who plays ghosts, and Luo Eleven, who plays caterpillars.

"The master is mighty, such an extraordinary thing can be like an arm, expand the territory in the future, and dominate the world, isn't it just a wave of his hand!" Apo's eyes flickered, and even if he coughed up blood, he yelled and continued to pat himself.

"My lord is mighty!" The loot is not far behind.

Yang Shuang rolled his eyes, pulled the very cold iron guy, and gently swept it on the countertop.

The Legong platform is very large, with four or five square meters, and the text just seen is only the tip of the iceberg.

"In the past, Emperor Wenwu went on a northern expedition, broke it, and cast the divine knife "Prison Dragon" to suppress the barbarians, and now Dou Bodu led the troops to Deng Yanran, and then found this artifact to suppress it. ”

"However, thousands of miles deep into the northern region, more than half of the soldiers were killed and wounded, and seven or eight out of ten people died of frostbite and freezing, and there were very few people who could return to the Central Plains.

······

···

After reading a paragraph after a paragraph, Yang Shuang sighed that he still did not completely retain the Legong platform in the end.

"The general died in a hundred battles, the strong man returned in ten years, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times!"

Although the sentences were put together, they made him feel a lot of emotion.

The era of cold weapons is completely different from the era of firearms in the future, if you want to win a war, it is a minority to win more with less and rely on strategy alone after all, you don't see, which war that determines the fate of a country, which one is less than a million?

An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood, 100,000 young and strong 100,000 soldiers!

Thinking of this, Yang Shuang clenched the blade in his hand from 2,000 years ago, "Be a general, unify China, restore my rivers and mountains, and rejuvenate my China!" Those who dare to resist, kill! ”

Rumble!

In an instant, the overlord unloaded his armor and came to his body, Yang Shuang threw away the big guillotine, walked Pingchuan, clasped the edge of the stone platform with both hands, used all his strength, bent over, lifted, and did it in one go!

"Drink, !!"

"Click·····"

The surrounding ice cubes that have been piled up for many years burst instantly, and the stone platforms weighing thousands of catties slowly tilted up.

The loot and Apo, who were standing in the distance and wanted to continue to pat their ass, watched all this dumbfounded.

"The gods are above, is this crazy master?"

Yang Shuang ignored this and continued to exert his strength.

The big rough hands that clinged to the stone platform were even more pale because of excessive force, and then the skin was open.

Blood, slowly oozing out along the uneven ice slag on the stone platform.

At this moment, the non-stop north wind in the Knife Valley seemed to be shocked and stopped!

"Up!"

"Boom ·······"

"Boom la la ······"

The stone platform, which was originally lying flat on the ground, was lifted quickly, and the vibration from the ground caused the ice picks hanging in the air to smash their heads and faces.

The loot and Apo reacted very quickly, I don't know if they were afraid of death, or out of trust in Yang Shuang, they did not hesitate to drill under the stone platform that was lifted and tilted at forty-five degrees.

As for Yang Shuang, as the pillar of the pillar, he is the safest!

·····

For a long time, outside the valley.

Yang Shuang walked with a knife, and the loot supported Apo to follow.

"The host····· Oh no, General, why are you holding that stone platform up? Apo looked at the god-like man in front of him, and his hands were almost boneless, and he was puzzled.

"I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood! That stone platform is the glory of my Han nationality in the Central Plains, and a model for our generals, no matter what the outcome of the meritorious person is, he is always the hero in my heart! No, it's not just her, but also Wei Qing, Huo Quzhi, Li Guang, Meng Tian, Meng Yi and others! ”

As a border guard, Yang Shuang is not interested in those famous generals who only know how to engage in civil war, no matter whether they kill thousands or slaughter thousands, in the end it is his own people who suffer heavy losses.

But these generals are different, they have spent almost all their lives in the words northern Xinjiang, the Great Wall, the grassland, and the barbarians.

Admiration, this is heartfelt!

Apo couldn't understand what Yang Shuang was saying, after all, the grassland culture was almost completely different from the Central Plains, but out of deep admiration, he still nodded as if he didn't understand.

"General!" Suddenly, the thoughtful loot on the side stopped.

"Huh?"

"General, I suddenly remembered that when the high priest went to Shuozhou in the east, he went to Yanmen Pass, and where did he worship General Li Mu!"

"Oh?" Yang Shuang shook his eyebrows lightly, thoughtful in his heart.

If he admired which general in ancient times the most, there was only Li Mu.

How strong the horse is to step on the Huns.

It's a pity that Li Mu Temple was burned down by the Japanese invaders along with Yanmen Pass as early as the national disaster.

Pity, hate!

However, where did Li Wuyi's girls go? Do you still want to recognize an ancestor?

This routine is a bit familiar, and it seems to be the same as a few decades later, when Li Yuan recognizes Lao Tzu as an ancestor.

"What did Li Wuyi say at the beginning?"

"General Hui, at that time, Xiao's status was humble and he couldn't get close, but later I heard the priests chatting, the ancestor of the high priest used to graze outside the Great Wall, and the two were also surnamed Li, so there should be some connection."

The corners of Yang Shuang's mouth curled slightly, contact a yarn, and wait until I go back to torture the whitewashed little girl, won't everything be clear!

"Speed up!"

At the time of Dao Valley, after Yang Shuang lifted the stone platform, he did not choose to leave immediately, but took the two of them to clean up the ice slag on the surface.

After such a delay for a long time, the sky has become a little dark after leaving the Knife Valley.

There was only a trace of blood left on the horses left outside the valley when they came, and it was estimated that they were most likely taken away by the three ice bears or five snow wolves.

Therefore, the three people can only choose to walk.

However, in a hurry, they couldn't reach Dragon City before the red sun set.

Not only that, but Apo, who is familiar with the Northland, seems to have made some discoveries.

I saw that his pale face ordered the loot to put him down and lay on the ground to look at it.

"Will... General, this place is a little strange! ”