"Everyone, listen to me, this leader of the Japanese is six feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a purple glazed armor and arrows that cannot enter, a 160-pound mountain axe in his hand, and an axe to go down to the gold and stone to break it, that day the Ming army from all walks of life fought with the Japanese and fled, only the Ming army of Qingzhou all the way to meet the battle, and on that day, Qin Gongzi was holding a two-hundred-pound fine iron spear and rushed into the Japanese people as if they were in a no-man's land. ." The voice of the storyteller in the teahouse in the distance is all about his own past, and Xiaochuan is a little ashamed to listen to it, what kind of short widow is six feet tall and seems to be tall, and what the hell is the two hundred pounds of spear in the back, what kind of sense of déjà vu of a divine drama.

"Who is this Qin Gongzi, who can actually lift a spear of two hundred catties" Xiao Zi asked curiously, saying that Xiangyi smiled and pointed at Xiao Chuan: "This is our Qin Xiaochuan Qin Gongzi"

Xiao Zi was eccentric and said strangely: "Liar! When will Gongzi be able to lift a two-hundred-pound weapon" She asked strangely, as if she wanted to go into the teahouse to take a look, but was pulled by Xiangyi and said: "What's the conversion, there is also a teahouse in the south of the city that says that Qin Gongzi can shoot more than 100 miles away with an arrow, and an arrow can explode and erode dozens of miles."

"Hey, I said that you can't talk about some normal things here, such as the legend of the emperor, or something else" Xiaochuan said, the legend of the emperor and the martyrs should be an officially made script, whether it is a drama or this story, it should be told, why is Qingzhou all talking about itself? And everyone still listened to it with relish.

"No, whether it's a storytelling or other dramas, it's all about the Qingzhou Army, or your Shandong general soldier who is about eight to twelve feet tall, and now there are almost twenty versions just because you fight the Japanese Kou," Xiang Yi said, with a strange tone, Xiao Chuan could be sure that this must have been done on purpose.

Xiao Zi covered her stomach and laughed, "How can anyone shoot dozens of miles with one arrow?"

"Fart, General Qin can shoot dozens of miles with one arrow," a group of residents in the distance said angrily when they heard his words.

Xiao Chuan and his entourage had no choice but to flee as if they were running inside. Further inside, there is a huge city wall, the city wall has a five-story high size, it looks extremely tall, and then go inside, the flow of people in the middle is more prosperous, the pedestrians on the road are also changing, but not like the outside, many of them are equipped with swords or weapons on the street, the martial arts halls on both sides are also more, and the facilities of various services also look more luxurious, and the money collected in the middle is less.

Prosperous economy often brings about the decline of the martial spirit, and what is known is people's pursuit of ** enjoyment, followed by the emergence of a group of people pretending to be bigwigs, the heyday of economic prosperity at the end of the dynasties of the past dynasties is distorted human nature, just like the Ximen Qing in the golden vase.

This real inner city is full of family members of the barracks, or relatives of the Tuntian army from all over the country, among which most of the children in the family have been practicing martial arts and studying since childhood, or contacting the fire gun since childhood, and there are craftsmen who study various technologies day and night, hoping to get rich overnight by relying on patents.

There are bursts of sound of practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall on both sides, the Han and Tang Dynasty soldiers have a high status, so there are many people who have practiced martial arts since childhood, the Ming and Qing literati have a high status, so there are many people who have studied since childhood, Shunchangbao wants to be promoted and make a fortune only to obtain military merits, or obtain patents, the inner city is a group of noble children who have practiced martial arts since childhood, they have learned martial arts since childhood, or contact the fire gun to familiarize themselves with military books, hoping to show their ambitions in the future and revitalize the family.

There is also a high platform on both sides, but there is no sound of dogs and horses or any kind of performance, it is a child wearing protective gear playing on it, the martial artists on both sides watch nervously, whoever wins the game above will gain higher prestige, and more people will send the child to his command to contact the martial arts, and he will earn more money.

The two teenagers on the stage had a serious confrontation on their faces, each with a small wooden knife in their hands, and they faced each other a few times, and then suddenly stepped forward to start fighting, but the knife style at a young age was extremely powerful, and the sound of swords hitting each other was all over the place, and most of the residents of the inner city came to see the excitement, and they were all evaluating the martial arts hall in the city to see who taught well, that is, to send the child to learn martial arts.

The martial arts competition of later generations became a dance competition, so it gave a large number of liars a stage to deceive people, countless masters hurt people in the air, and deceived money with one enemy hundred, it is better to go directly to the stage to fight, and then the opportunists naturally appeared in their original form.

"This is a new warrior in the city, who has mastered the Jingchu swordsmanship, and is the inheritor of the Jingchu Sword Formation that General Yu Dayou refined at the beginning," said Chen Xiangyi on the side.

Chinese martial arts can be chased to the pre-Qin period at the earliest, there are masters to imitate the crane movements, to the later Qing Dynasty the development of various schools has reached the point of great success, ancient martial arts masters can often do things that modern people can not do, but unfortunately to modern Chinese martial arts instead carried forward abroad, domestic is to learn more stick kicking.

Walking further inside, I saw some people with firearms in their hands, and some blacksmiths made the sound of banging and banging in some blacksmith shops, and some old blacksmiths with bloodshot eyes were looking at the drawings on the table and studying something frantically, hoping that this technology would be developed and patented, and they would get rich overnight, so they studied firearms here with this dream, and the pedestrians outside chose firearms or armor.

Outside the blacksmith shop are a number of firecrackers, many of which are strangely shaped bird guns, as well as the kind of Xuanyuan guns with baffles, this kind of rear-loading firecrackers has the problem of air leakage in the back, but it can be loaded in the back so that many people can tolerate the inconvenience of shooting caused by a wooden board installed behind him.

They are here to sell this firecracker, the rocket sold to the noble children in the city, there are many academies on both sides, but the professors are not all the Four Books and Five Classics but the Ming Dynasty's many military classics printed and studied in it, including the study of the Ming Dynasty's unique car formation and firearm tactics.

One of them was to discuss how to improve the flexibility of the cart formation, some people talked about improving the carriages, and others talked about having more military horses. It's different, and the whole inner city is more like an academy that trains officers from childhood.

They are all the children of the officers under their command, and they have taught the most advanced art of war and the most powerful martial arts of the Ming Dynasty since childhood.

Xiao Zi didn't seem to have much interest here, but looked at the bathroom on the side and was very interested, and was pulled away by Xiangyi on the side.

"The children here don't look interesting at all," Xiao Zi said, and on the way, she met teenagers wearing various colored robes, wearing long swords or fire guns at their waists, looking serious, and only when they saw Xiao Chuan saluting, there was a kind of frenzy in their eyes.

"That's true" Xiaochuan was helpless, and the helplessness of the troubled times was to continue to walk towards his house, with a kind of excitement in his heart.