The starlight shines, through the leaves of the dense forest, falling faintly mottled.

The swordsmith sat on the ground, on his knees, leaning against a sword with a black scabbard with strange lines.

This sword is called Moshi.

The swordsmith's sword has always been highly sought after in the rivers and lakes, but it is a pity that his sword is never given to the unknown, so there are many imitations in the rivers and lakes.

And the one that has been imitated the most is Long Yuan.

The world does not yet have the concept of artwork, but there is a similar pursuit, every sword of the swordsmith, in fact, hides a relationship, the sword is like a person, a good sword needs someone to raise, and so on, all of these words are from the mouth of the swordsmith.

On the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many young swordsmen have eaten and drunk because they heard these words, and they all carried their swords with them, hoping to raise their swords with their aura as soon as possible.

It's just that the Sword Saint once said to Uncle Zheng that the sword maker did not mean to keep the sword on his body all the time, but to refer to the fact that a sword needs to be "raised" by the people who use him.

is like a beggar who, by chance, picked up a sword of dark iron and held it in his hand;

The other is a simple remnant sword worn by an emperor, and the latter's value is naturally many times higher than the former.

The so-called "raising a sword" is actually using the identity of a person to highlight the identity of the sword.

After learning this answer, Uncle Zheng only sighed with emotion:

"It's realistic."

And at this time,

The swordsmith, who was called "true reality" by Uncle Zheng, closed his eyes and fingertips, and gently tapped the sword body, making a crisp sound.

Behind him, bursts of suppressed breathing could be faintly heard, and there was a little white breath.

Apparently, there is a detachment of men and horses hidden there.

Ahead

Fan Li, who was as tall as an iron tower, walked out, and behind him, a group of soldiers slowly pressed on.

The shield bearer is in front, the spear bearer is in the back, and the bow bearer is in the center.

In this world, there are the kind of strong people who can defeat a hundred, and their strength is staggering;

But at the end of the day,

Whether it was in front of the Beihou Mansion in the battle of Shatuo Que Shi, or the sword saint force fighting at the entrance of the snow customs, outsiders looked at the excitement and admired their strength, and the insiders sighed, I don't know if people can win the sky, but at least, it is difficult for people to win over a hundred people, a thousand people......

With good training and skillful troops, it is extremely easy to hunt down those so-called strong people, which is nothing more than that they are willing to pay a certain price.

Swordmaker,

Although he has never produced a sword, he is one of the four great swordsmen, and he deserves to be treated so carefully.

After all, sometimes, the unknown, is the real source of terror.

Fan Li raised the axe, and the formation behind him began to change again, showing a pincer shape, and then began to advance again.

The swordsmith still sits there,

Still with your eyes closed.

It seems that tonight he is destined to make a move.

In the rivers and lakes, it is generally believed that the swordsman in the world should take the sword saint as the most, because in the past few years, the brilliance of the sword saint has surpassed that of several others.

Whether it is Li Liangshen, who has not competed with others in the army for a long time, or the Baili Sword who has faced the retreat of Yan Guotie's cavalry, their demeanor has almost been completely covered by the Sword Saint in recent years.

But there are still people in the rivers and lakes who think that they are "awake alone", and they think that the one who can now compete with the sword saint in the way of the sword may be the mysterious swordsmith.

Because he hasn't made a move, he may not fight at all, just deceive the world and steal his name, but he is very likely that his realm is extremely high, and he is too lazy to compete in the world.

The blind man had a group of people who were responsible for monitoring rumors, and after learning of these rumors, he once laughed and called this "Schrödinger's swordmaker".

But you really can't take it lightly until its head falls.

Look, at this time, the most humble one among the demon kings has now become so cautious.

The swordsmith finally opened his eyes, he didn't see the Juggernaut, but he didn't seem surprised.

He lifted up his hand,

The ink attendant let out a soft sound,

The next moment,

Behind the self-made swordsman, a group of knights in black armor appeared.

The Yan people are still black, and the Chu people prefer bright colors, so although many nobles in the Chu State have their own private soldiers, and the armor styles are also different, but there is rarely black, in the Chu culture, black, means Daze, and Daze, means ominous.

Especially in the extremely noble cavalry of the Chu State, it is the platoon of every noble, so naturally there are fewer people who will arm these baby bumps with black armor.

The black-armored knights who slowly came out behind these self-made swordsmen, exuding a kind of forest cold from people to horses, this is a real elite cavalry.

However, their number is not many, and from a cursory glance at the starlight, there may be more than four hundred horsemen.

This is really nothing for the Yan army, which can organize tens of thousands of iron cavalry to fight at every turn, but in this narrow area, facing an equal number of iron cavalry often means being slaughtered.

It's just that it's a little strange that these cavalry can charge out of the shadows directly, launch an attack, and appear in such a grand way as they are now, in fact, they have lost their first hand.

The swordsmith can not understand military affairs, but it is impossible for these elite horsemen behind him to not understand everything.

Fan Li raised his axe again and swung it in a half circle, and the armorers around him stopped advancing, and the shield player smashed the shield into the ground, dragged his body back, leaned, and held the shield stiffly.

The pikemen stepped forward and lined up in two rows, and at the same time, the flanks began to rotate and the spears were erected.

The crossbowmen pushed forward to prevent the opposing cavalry from cutting to the rear.

The swordsmith still didn't move, and the black-armored cavalry behind him didn't move either, as if they weren't here to fight, but to see the play.

But they are the ones in this dense forest.

periphery

There was the sound of Suosuo, and the second group of armor soldiers led by Jin Shuke surrounded them, and the crossbowmen quickly found their positions, and the rest of the soldiers formed in groups.

And the swordsmith and the black-armored knight still didn't move, allowing this encirclement to take shape under their noses, and at this point, this cavalry has fallen into a desperate situation.

The evening breeze blows by, and in the dense forest, which is not very large, the saber is tense.

And at this time,

Swordmaker,

Finally spoke:

"I want to fight with Yu Huaping."

Looking at this situation, as if annoyed and angry, choose a last decent one.

Fan Li frowned slightly, he felt that things were not so simple.

Jin Shuke immediately sent someone to inform the uncle in the military village of the news.

……

"I think he's trying to intercede with me." The Sword Saint spoke, "He, he still doesn't want to use the sword, he still wants to dodge, not to mention, his cavalry has been detected in advance, and now, it has also been surrounded." ”

Some characters are high up and that's because you're looking up at him from below.

A character like a swordsmith, even if he puts aside his identity as one of the four great swordsmen, even if he looks at the background of his Dugu family, he has surpassed the vast majority of people.

But the Juggernaut is an existence at the same level as the swordmaker, and when he looks at it at eye level, there is no mystery.

Swordsmiths are notoriously stingy with a sword, and that's notoriously stingy.

Before the Yan army defeated the main force of the savages and besieged Yupan City, the swordsmith fled with the Eight Princes early, not to mention staying to help defend the city.

When the regent and the fifth prince Xiong Tingshan led the master to play against each other, the swordsmith only sat behind and drank a little wine, and did not say a position to go down.

Now, the regent is besieged, and the situation in Dachu can be described as quite bad, and the swordsmith is likely to be willing to really use a sword in order to rescue the regent.

But after his plan was discovered in advance, the five hundred elite horses that could have been used for the night attack lost their effect, and the night attack naturally could not be completed again, so he simply chose to collect the sword, which is also a normal thing.

For the Sword Master, who was familiar with him and had sat at a table with him on an equal footing while drinking and admiring the sword, this "former friend" was indeed someone who would do such a thing.

As for the so-called heads-up, it was just to see himself, so that he could use Long Yuan again to ask for personal favors and let him go.

Uncle Zheng shook his head,

Road;

"I don't think that's the case, he's more like he deliberately put himself in that position."

Uncle Zheng pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Well, see you, I'll see you with you."

"What's the use of you going?" Juggernaut asked.

Uncle Zheng said;

"Maybe, you're just a façade."

The Sword Master's gaze condensed slightly.

……

"Westbound, three hundred zhang."

Alchemy ordered someone to go to the front and shouted.

The swordsmith gets up,

Begin your journey to the west.

The five hundred black-armored cavalrymen who appeared with him continued to be silent.

The swordsmith had already gone quite far, a little out of the area where the two sides were facing each other and besieged.

And at this time,

From his side, a voice rang out:

"Alright."

The voice is Juggernaut's.

The swordsmith shook his head and said, "It's not good, it's still eleven zhang away." ”

As he spoke, he resolutely continued to walk west for some distance, stopping at the last position.

When Uncle Zheng saw this scene, he silently complained in his heart: severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Juggernaut walked out,

The swordmaker looked at the swordmaster,

And then

He turned sideways,

Seems to want to look behind the Juggernaut.

The Sword Master found that Zheng Fan guessed correctly.

Uncle Zheng walked out from behind the Sword Saint, but he did not go beyond the Sword Saint.

Because, behind the Sword Saint, Uncle Zheng is sure that the Sword Saint can keep himself, and if he goes further, it will be difficult to say, if he can't keep it, the sword maker on the other side wants to come to a limit for one?

The swordsmith stretched out his hand and pointed in the northwest direction,

There, according to the Yangcheng is located.

"Uncle Hirano wants to come and arrest my King of Great Chu?"

Uncle Zheng nodded,

Road;

"Exactly."

Although he has not made a move, although Uncle Zheng has made the decision to withdraw his troops and retreat to Daze in a few days, how to say it, in the face of this question, it is correct to answer "yes".

Who knows, the swordmaker's next extremely simple and only two-word response made Uncle Zheng's mind loosen all of a sudden, and even, suddenly, he felt that this world seemed to be full of a kind of black comedy absurdity.

The swordsmith smiled and said:

"Together?"

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Thank you to ProbeZZ for being the 147th leader of Demon Lindi!

Today, Long accompanied Sister-in-law Long back to Rong, a day of boating, too tired, that's all for today, write more tomorrow, hug everyone!