Chapter 18: The Knife of Capture

Under the circumstances, it was impossible to get rid of cold weapons. Despite the thunderbolts, the proportion of cold weapons was still very large, and a suitable war knife was very important for the Song Dynasty.

Its important surname is no less than a thunderbolt, and even surpasses.

Possessing a good war knife will have obvious advantages on the battlefield, which has been proved by the history of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign wars. In order to defeat the Xiongnu, the Han Dynasty spared no effort to study the war knife, and finally designed the ring head knife to replace the Han sword.

The Tang Dynasty improved on the basis of the ring-headed knife and designed the famous horizontal knife.

The ring head knife has created a strong man's majestic style, and the horizontal knife has created a prosperous Tang Dynasty atmosphere, which will be admired by future generations!

If this war knife is easy to use, sharp, and suitable for the battlefield, then the Song army is standing on a new and higher starting point and has a good advantage.

If so, what are the regrets in this life?

"Okay!" Qiao Dayuan and the three of them responded in unison: "Install the handle of the knife!" Strike! ”

The three of them also want to know if this knife is good or not. If this knife is easy to use, it is made by their own hands, it is a supreme glory, it is a good story, as a blacksmith, to have this achievement, it is worth this life!

The three of them were particularly excited, and they loaded the handle of the knife with their hands and feet. The handle has already been prepared, and it only needs to be installed at this time. As an old blacksmith, I don't know how many times I have done this kind of thing, but I am very familiar with it, and I quickly installed the handle of the knife.

As soon as the handle of the knife was installed, Wu Ji was busy taking it in his hand, and when he held it hard, a sense of comfort came, and his comfort level was above the horizontal knife. The horizontal knife is a pinnacle of ancient Chinese war knives, comfortable and suitable for the battlefield, which is its greatest advantage.

According to modern aesthetics and military principles, Wu Ji made some improvements to the handle of the knife, although the magnitude was not large. It's this small improvement that makes the handle easier to hold and easier to slash and slash.

With a flick of his wrist, he played a few knife tricks, and slashed for a while, feeling very good, Wu Ji's heart finally let go.

A good war knife is not only sharp, but also that it conforms to the principles of military science, is easy to use, and has a certain degree of comfort. This knife can meet this requirement. As for its sharpness, it is the least worrying thing for Wu Ji, if the combat knife with modern technology cannot be sharp, it will be a joke.

Huangfu Song hurriedly took it in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, a beautiful knife flower appeared, and he couldn't help but shout: "Okay!" Good! It's comfortable! It's comfortable! ”

"Whew!"

Hard, the wind suddenly rose, it was very terrifying, if it was a front, it must be a bright knife light.

After slashing for a while, Huangfu Song smiled: "This is the best war knife I have ever used." As for its sharpness, it shouldn't be a problem. Only, how sharp will it be? ”

Wu Ji also wants to know about this problem, and he can only know it after he opens.

Qiao Dayuan hurriedly took it and prepared to start.

Kaifeng, for blacksmiths, it is commonplace, the three of them are too familiar to be cooked, and they can do it with their eyes closed. The three of them joined forces, and it didn't take long to start and finish.

Next, it's time to sharpen your knives. Sharpening knives, for them, is not a problem either. I don't know how many knives they have built in their lives, and the knives they have sharpened are more than the average person has walked.

"Hoho!"

There was a sound of sharpening the blade, crisp and pleasant, and full of rhythm.

As the sharpening progressed, the blade became brighter and brighter, like the stars at night, shining brightly.

"Good knives! Good knives! ”

Qiao Dayuan and Huangfu Song saw it in their eyes, and they were happy in their hearts, and they couldn't help but admire.

"It should be good!" Wu Ji was completely relieved.

Sharpening knives is a technical job, although the three of them are old blacksmiths and have sharpened many knives in their lives, they dare not take it lightly at this time, and they are cautious. Even though it was winter, beads of sweat were still oozing from the noses of the three of them, and they were nervous.

This is a war knife, and the stakes are high. Whether they can sharpen well or not is related to the future of the war knife, and it is impossible for them not to be nervous.

Sharpening knives, Wu Ji has only sharpened kitchen knives, and he is a layman, and he has only experienced the technology of sharpening knives with his own eyes at this time, but there are many ways.

It took a long time, and the three of them took a long breath: "Okay! Boss, take a look, okay? ”

Qiao Dayuan handed the knife to Wu Ji and looked at Wu Ji very nervously. Wu Ji took it in his hand, and when he looked at it, it felt as if he was not holding a war knife, but a bright star, the sword light flickered, and there was a dazzling feeling.

Not to mention anything else, it is a kind of enjoyment to watch, Wu Ji's heart is full of a sense of achievement, he is very happy, he looked at it all and said with a smile: "Well, it's very good!" Very good! ”

"Commander Wu, try to be sharp! Sharp must try! Huangfu Song was impatient, kept rubbing his hands, and said: "On the battlefield, sharpness is too important. If the enemy's weapons are not as sharp as yours, you will have nothing to slaughter! ”

This is definitely a matter of experience, and to a certain extent, sharpness has an overwhelming advantage on the battlefield.

Huangfu Song didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, pulled out the numb knife on his waist, held it flat on his chest, pointed the blade upward, and said with a hopeful face: "Commander Wu, split!" Hack! Come on! ”

A series of urgings rang out, and he was more anxious than anyone else.

"Boss, quick!" Qiao Dayuan and the three of them also urged.

A good war knife has an extremely important proportion of sharpness, and this war knife is good in other aspects, but it is not sharp. If it's sharp, it will become a rare weapon, who can not be nervous?

"Good!" Wu Ji held the knife in both hands and shouted: "Look at the knife!" ”

The knife in his hand was raised high and slashed down. A sword light flashed, like the stars at night, dazzling, Wu Ji's eyes couldn't help but narrow.

"Choke!"

A crisp metal impact sounded, and Wu Ji only felt that the knife in his hand was slightly paused, and then it was slashed down, directly into the ground, half a foot into the earth.

Looking at the scene in front of them clearly, Wu Ji, Huangfu Song, Qiao Dayuan, Zhang Daniu, and Duan Dapeng all opened their mouths and didn't say anything for a long time, only staring with wide eyes.

A hemp knife was actually broken, and its sharpness far exceeded Wu Ji's imagination.

The hemp knife was the standard equipment of the Song army, although due to management problems, the quality was different, and the quality was mixed. However, Huangfu Song's saber, which was selected, was the best among the hemp knives, and it was such a knife, but it was effortlessly split in two.

That's not all, Wu Ji couldn't stop it, and the whole knife went half a foot into the ground. You know, the ground is very hard, it's leveled, and it's amazingly sharp.

"Good!"

An earth-shattering cheer sounded, although the number of people was small, but it contained endless joy.

"Huh!" Wu Ji reacted, let out a burst of happy laughter, and pulled out the knife hard, only to find that he couldn't pull it out with his strength.

"Commander Wu, let me come!" Huangfu Song took a step forward, put his right hand on the handle of the knife, and pulled it out with a slight force.

Seeing his effortless appearance in his eyes, Wu Ji couldn't help but sigh, his body bones were too bad. Although with the help of Huangfu Song, it is still too far behind, and we have to hurry up and train.

Huangfu Song's eyes were blazing, he looked at the knife for a while, and said with a long smile: "There is no damage in the slightest, it's amazing!" Great! If the army of the Great Song Dynasty was equipped with such a war knife and slashed with Liaogou, it would be wonderful! Commander Wu, you say, when Liao Gou finds that their scimitar is an ornament, and it is effortlessly cut off, what kind of brilliant expression will Liao Gou have? Ha ha! ”

The more he talked, the happier he became, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh. Look at his happy look, as if he had already confronted the Liao army, and he also cut the scimitar of the Liao army countless times and killed countless Liao troops.

"That Liao dog, it must be a big piece of death!" Qiao Dayuan said with a smile: "The more Liao dogs die, the better!" ”

"Owner, don't patronize the joy, give it a name! Wouldn't it be a pity if such a good knife didn't have a name? Zhang Daniu stroked his forehead, smiled, and came up with an idea.

"Yes! Yes! Huangfu Song immediately echoed: "If there is no name, I'm really sorry for such a good knife!" ”

"The Khitan is a barbarian, also known as Hulu, so it's called a captivity knife!" Wu Ji thought about it for a while and took the name of the knife.