What is a Master of Weapons?

A true master of weapons is not only about making sharp weapons with ingenuity, but also about how hard it is for people to use them!

Wu Ji, the master of weapons, uses weapons, which is difficult for people to reach and admire, no matter what kind of weapon, what kind of person, in his hands, will always play an unexpected use.

The famous Converts Army is a good example!

Under the leadership of the weapon master Wu Ji, the Guixin Army conquered the world, swept the Quartet, swept all countries, and revitalized the prestige of Huaxia thousands of miles away!

- "The Great Song Dynasty Weapon Spectrum: Lu You"

The barracks occupy a large area, but it is miserable.

Wu Ji plunged into it, only to see that the barracks were dilapidated, with many holes in the roof and walls, and he didn't know how many years he hadn't renovated.

"It's only slightly better than my thatched hut, and it won't fall down!" Wu Ji looked at it and couldn't help but compare it with his home in Wujiazhuang, and the difference between the two would not be too much.

"Boom!"

As soon as Wu Ji's thoughts arose, he heard a loud noise, and when he turned his head, he saw that a large piece of the roof of a room had collapsed, and there was another hole.

"Holy God! It's broken again! ”

There was a roar here, very angry, but helpless. It should be some hapless soldier.

Is this a barracks? How to look like a slum. Wu Ji really didn't believe his eyes, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the legendary Song Dynasty military camp was like this.

"Hit! Beat! Kill you! ”

At this moment, a fierce voice sounded. Wu Ji looked for prestige, only to see a soldier with a full face, waving his fist, facing a middle-aged man full of old fists, and the boss's fist smashed this middle-aged man.

"Master Jun, Master Jun, please don't fight again!" This middle-aged man had a blue nose and swollen face, held his head in his hands, kept struggling, let out a scream like killing a pig, and kept begging for mercy.

"Begging for mercy? God has the virtue of a good life, but it's a pity that you have a stinky mouth and always love to talk nonsense. Who stole your chicken? Who stole your chicken? The soldier looked fierce, and the boss's fist was raised again.

"Master Jun, Master Jun, please raise your noble hand and spare the little one!" The middle-aged man hurriedly begged for mercy: "It's the little dazzle, it's the fox that took the little chicken, it's the fox, it's the fox." ”

"Your dad is a fox!" The soldier shouted angrily, and as soon as the words came out, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words: "The fox is really fucking good, he can steal chickens in the city, it's a fox demon, right?" ”

"Yes! Be! Be! The middle-aged man hurriedly followed his words and said, "It's a fox demon!" It's a fox demon! ”

"Dad, this chicken is so delicious! It's been a long time since I've eaten meat for an axe! At this moment, a tiger-headed boy, with a red nose and tattered clothes, came out of the house, with a greasy mouth and a chicken leg in his right hand, and was dealing with it fiercely, with a satisfied face.

"Axe! Good baby, go back to the house, it's cold outside! When the soldier saw the boy, a kind smile appeared on his fierce face, and he lowered his raised fist.

"Dad, where did you steal this chicken?" The boy was gnawing on the chicken leg while asking, his eyes kept rolling, looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Dad, you won't steal his **?" ”

"Hugh is talking nonsense! Daddy bought it! Bought it! The soldier's face sank, and he rebuked.

"Bought it? Dad, you haven't led the army for a long time, where did you get the money to buy chickens? Tong Yan Wuji, the boy said whatever he thought: "Even my mother is sick, you don't have the money to treat it!" ”

"You little, shut up! Go back to the house! The soldier's face was finally taken down.

"Dad, we ate his chicken, we can't beat anyone anymore!" The boy lowered his voice and said softly, "This is what my mother said." My mother said, don't do things too much, and ask my father to accept it when he sees it. ”

"Take you a ......" The soldier was stunned, finally changed his mind, and yelled at the middle-aged man: "Get out!" Roll away for Lao Tzu! Keep your mouth shut, if you dare to talk nonsense, don't blame Lao Tzu for killing you! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Roll the little ones! The middle-aged man nodded busily, as if it was an amnesty, got up in a hurry, and fled.

Wu Ji saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned, and asked vigorously: "Is this a soldier?" It's a den of thieves, right? ”

"Hey!" Huangfu Song sighed and said very regretfully: "Commander Wu, you don't know anything, the people who converted to faith scolded the garrison as thieves. The soldiers spent the whole day stealing chickens and dogs, and the people's food, clothes, and silver would be stolen if they were not careful. However, the soldiers are also forced, the military salary is greedy, the family can't open the pot, the old and the young, don't steal chickens and dogs, you can't live a life! The reputation of the soldier is not good, but it is also a last resort. ”

If Huang Fu Song said so outside, Wu Ji might not believe it. However, seeing such a dilapidated thatched hut with my own eyes, and the scene in front of me, I have to believe that this is true.

"Let's eat chicken!" The soldier picked up the boy and rubbed his beard against the boy's face, and went into the house.

Wu Ji raised his eyebrows, and was about to investigate the matter, but at this moment, he heard a voice calling for heaven and earth: "He Wanquan, you are black-hearted!" You cut off your children and grandchildren, and deduct our military salaries! Whining! Whining! ”

This voice is extremely sad, as if there is a great tragedy, which makes people's hearts ache.

"There! There! Huangfu Song's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to notice where the voice was coming from, and pointed to his right hand. Wu Ji looked in the direction he pointed out, and saw a bunch of soldiers surrounded in front of a military camp, shaking his head with a look of regret.

"Let's go! Check it out! "There must be something big going on there, Wu Ji had to temporarily send a message to deal with the matter of stealing chickens, and walked over quickly.

Wu Ji walked a little way, and he heard the sound of soldiers talking to each other, foul language, and helplessness.

"Li Mingchu, Li Mingchu, you don't do it early, you don't do it late, you just do a cub at this juncture!"

"If you want money or not, if you want money or not, isn't this cub a crime?"

"When Li Mingchu did it, he didn't want to think about it, and he wanted to find a good season to do it."

"It's not a mating animal, it's a season of mating!"

These words were unbearable, but they made Wu Ji's heart tremble, and he could roughly hear it. The Hun family, who should be a soldier, is about to have a child, but he has no salary or money, and he can't have a son, so he is in a hurry.

"Get out of the way! This is Commander Wu! Wu Jian opened the way in front and shouted loudly.

"Commander Wu?"

"Like a bamboo pole, you can also be a conductor?"

"Is that him? Come on! ”

Wu Jian shouted out as soon as he said a word, and when the soldiers saw Wu Ji's small body, they couldn't help but laugh. With a bamboo pole-like body, he can't help but be a conductor, and everyone thinks it's a joke.

However, immediately after, the soldiers recognized that Wu Ji was the ruthless man who wanted to throw the thunderbolt into his family. When exterminating the Flowing Wind Thieves, the soldiers saw the power of the thunderbolt with their own eyes, and they were extremely jealous of Wu Ji.

Wu Ji stepped out and took a closer look, only to see that this was a dilapidated barracks with many holes in the walls and a lot of stuffed things. Rags, sticks and planks, everything that can be stuffed is used.

However, it still can't block the cold wind, and the cold wind blows in, making people feel like they are in an ice cellar. Now, it's September, and it's the north here, and it's already very cold, and the cold wind blows on the body, and it feels like a knife cutting meat, and it hurts faintly.

"Woo!"

A tall, lanky soldier, in tattered clothes, knelt on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and wept with a whimper.

On the bed, a pale, apparently malnourished woman, about thirty years old, leaned on the bed with a big belly. With tears on his face, he looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground, and he could only wash his face with tears.

"Hun family, don't worry, no matter what, you have to give birth to the child! Me, I, I...... Let's go get silver! The soldier stood up suddenly, drew his thorn knife, and clenched it in his hand, his eyes shining like a beast.

turned around, and suddenly found Wu Ji and them, a pair of eyes slipped on Wu Ji's body, and he couldn't help but be fierce, and shouted: "You are Wu Xiucai?" This time to exterminate the Flowing Wind Thieves, you will definitely get a lot of reward silver, hand it over to Lao Tzu! In the past, Lao Tzu was just stealing chickens and dogs, but now, Lao Tzu wants to kill officials and rebel! ”

The hemp knife in his hand drew a dazzling knife light, and he slashed at Wu Ji's head.