Weapons, in the eyes of Li Chengqian in the past, are an ornament, because in later generations, cold weapons have basically withdrawn from the stage of war, except for some special military branches that will still use cold weapons under special circumstances, most of the army's cold weapons are generally used for survival in the field or to open cans.

But after so many years in the Tang Dynasty, dealing with a group of killers in the 'Seventh Group' for many years, and chatting with some generals such as Xue Rengui many times, Li Chengqian's views on weapons have changed.

Compared with later generations, the usefulness of weapons became particularly important, and some unrealistic things slowly began to be undone.

For example, the function of cutting wire, in this thinnest wire, there are also three fingers thick in the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengqian doesn't know what this function does.

So now, in addition to the 'Seventh Group' and the bells and whistles, the Fangs and Seawolves have begun to change their outfits, replacing all those useless weapons with simple and practical equipment.

This is also the fundamental reason why Cheng Xiaosi didn't find a weapon that satisfies her in the 'Fangs' training camp.

"Brother Prince, please, even if it doesn't look good, can you find one that is heavy enough?" Cheng Xiaosi's request was not met, so he kept pestering.

Heavy enough? In a flash of inspiration, Li Chengqian thought of the old man's horse sword, and immediately nodded: "No problem, I'll give you a heavy enough one in a while, as long as you can hold it." ”

"Really? That's great. Cheng Xiaosi's eyes lit up.

The poor little girl didn't know at all what her prince's brother had prepared for him and began to get excited, and she didn't know what kind of expression she would have when she saw the sword later.

simply washed his face, asked the beautiful little Lori to have a not very delicious lunch, and then, Li Chengqian saw the old man's intelligence leader Lin Songhai.

A huge Mo knife was pestled to the ground, and Lin Songhai said with a long grip: "Your Highness, Your Majesty asked me to send you what you wanted." ”

"This, isn't this Modao? I want a sword. Li Chengqian looked at the Mo Dao, which was more than seven feet long, and his eyes straightened.

Just now he promised to give Cheng Xiaosi a sword to chop horses, but now he has a Mo knife, what's the matter?

"Your Highness, the sword of chopping horses is a sword of Mo, and the sword of a moss is a sword of chopping horses, they are a kind of thing." Lin Songhai's eyes were already full of smiles, and when His Royal Highness the Prince, who was smart and quick-witted, made a mistake, he really thought that the horse sword was what the sword looked like, it was really funny.

Embarrassing, really embarrassing, Li Chengqian's face was flushed by what Lin Songhai said, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he was about to say sorry to Xiao Lori, and when he was going to go back and build her a better weapon, he found that Cheng Xiaosi had already appeared next to Lin Songhai.

"Uncle Lin, how heavy does this weigh?" Cheng Xiaosi often comes out of the palace, so he naturally knows Lao Li's intelligence chief.

"Fourth Miss, this is specially made in the palace, and it weighs twenty catties or more." Looking at Cheng Xiaosi, who was only at the height of his chest, Lin Songhai didn't know what she was going to do, but he still explained with a smile.

But the next scene made Lin Songhai's mouth open wide in an instant, looking at Cheng Xiaosi's eyes and staring at the boss, if it wasn't for the eyelids blocking it, I am afraid that it would fall out immediately.

A twenty-pound Mo knife in the Tang Dynasty, a Mo knife that needed to be held by a wrestler, was snatched by a little girl who was only thirteen years old under his nose with one hand.

Then, the heavy Mo knife was picked up by the little girl like a windmill, and turned into a black shadow with the whistling wind.

Everyone in the 'Lanruo Temple' was stupid, from Li Chengqian to the maid who handed the tea and water at the door, and none of them were not dumbfounded.

That's a twenty-pound Mo knife! In the modern era of later generations, it was twenty-six pounds, and now it was played like a windmill by a little girl who was only four feet tall.

Is this still human? Is this still human? What kind of monster is there in Lao Cheng's family?

Li Chengqian now wants to scold people in addition to scolding people, and he was shocked enough to see Cheng Xiao's four-folded chopsticks a few days ago, but after all, the action is not large, it is more like a game, far less shocking than the current little Lori playing with a big knife.

"Bang", in the shocked eyes of everyone, the thirteen-year-old girl played and broke the Mo knife into two, separated from both hands, the four-foot-long handle of the left hand, and the three-foot-long blade of the right hand, and the knife light was more prosperous in a blink of an eye.

"Little four, little four, okay, stop playing, I just changed the floor tiles!" With the constant sound of 'clang', Li Chengqian's heart was about to break.

This little girl's film, it's just a troublemaker, it's okay to play with a knife, for Mao to always smash it on the ground, the weeds that were just cleaned up a few days ago, paved with floor tiles, and now it has been destroyed by almost a third in a blink of an eye, and if you continue to play like this, I'm afraid that it won't be a few days before weeds all over the ground.

Of course, when the grass grows in the future, you can also call Cheng Xiaosi back and use her as a lawn hoe.

The Mo knife that was received together was thrown to Lin Songhai by Cheng Xiaosi, and the frightened old Lin hurriedly dodged it, and the things of more than 20 catties were thrown over six or seven steps apart, and he didn't dare to take it.

"Brother Prince, this is still a little lighter, is there any heavier?"

"No, that's all, no matter how heavy it is, your horse probably won't be able to stand it, so forget it." Li Chengqian's eyelids jumped straight, and the corners of his mouth twitched for a long time before he could barely spit out a sentence.

"Would you like another one? Two handles, that's pretty much it. Cheng Xiaosi did not relent.

"No problem, I'll send you to the training camp when I get back." Li Chengqian nodded indiscriminately.

"Well, thank you, Brother Prince, then I'll go first!"

"Good!" Continue to be wooden.

After the tea time, Cheng Xiaosi walked away with her ten followers without a shadow, Lin Songhai hesitated to look at the outside of the courtyard for a long time, turned his head and looked at Li Chengqian in confusion, and asked with some uncertainty: "His Royal Highness the Prince, was the fourth lady of General Cheng's family just now?" ”

"You ask me, I ask who to go!" Li Chengqian rolled his eyes, until now he still didn't believe that everything he had just seen was true.

It's really a dog, how can a little girl have so much strength?

Thinking about the scene when Cheng Xiaosi grew up in the future, using two huge Mo knives in each hand, slashing and capturing the flag in the battle array, and countless enemy generals and soldiers trembling under the double swords, Li Chengqian felt a toothache and felt as if he had done something wrong.

Could it be that this point of oneself has really created one of the toughest female generals in Chinese history? Is this right or wrong?

(End of chapter)