Although they are all buried underground, this Yanzhou arsenal is quite different from the Jizhou arsenal.

The most obvious thing is that in terms of decoration, unlike the rough corridors and warehouses in Jizhou, the warehouses and corridors in Yanzhou are paved with bluestone, and torches are also inserted on both sides of the corridor for lighting.

"It's a cost......

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh, compared to the arsenal in Yanzhou in front of him, the Jibei arsenal he had been to before was a little shabby.

But then, a special smell attracted Du Chengfeng's attention.

It's not the smell of rust full of blood in Jibei, but a more mellow aroma - and after Du Chengfeng casually opened a warehouse, he saw the neatly stacked wine vasks inside.

All kinds of blades, such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds, were soaked in the wine vat, and the whole storehouse smelled of wine, and just smelling it made people feel intoxicated.

Obviously, this is the handiwork of Liu Bolun, the former ordnance chief of Yanzhou.

I have to say that Liu Bolun's method of dealing with it is really trouble-free. Originally, Du Chengfeng was still wondering, this huge arsenal only needs an ordnance chief to be responsible, is this number a little small, but now it seems that everyone has their own fishing skills.

Just like this, Du Chengfeng casually pulled out a waist knife from the wine vat, but he saw that the waist knife was rusted and dirty, and he couldn't even see the slightest bit of dust.

I have to say that there is really something about the moonshine that Liu Bolun made, and God knows how it was made. He had brought a few jars to entertain the sparrowhawk, but it was a bit of a tyrannical thing.

"Fortunately, there are still a lot of wine tanks in the house, so when I go back, I throw the knife into the wine tank."

Du Chengfeng remembered his thick knife, but this knife was a good wine.

Thinking of this Liu Bolun's private wine, it should make this knife happy for a while.

The deeper you go, the stronger the aroma of the wine, which means that the blades inside will be more ferocious - perhaps someone else has stopped at the moment, or even turned around and left. But for Du Chengfeng, what he wants is these fierce enough blades.

Although the swords, guns, swords, and halberds outside were also sharp and unstoppable, Du Chengfeng's eyes could naturally see that these were ordinary blades that had not killed a few people. With a rare divine weapon like a thick knife in his hand, he naturally doesn't look down on these mundane things, since he wants to take it, he will definitely take the strongest and take the best.

So, with such a mood, Du Chengfeng pushed open the door of the innermost warehouse.

Only this time, Du Chengfeng didn't smell any alcohol.

The innermost storeroom doesn't even look like a storeroom. There is neither the common wine jar in Yanzhou, nor the weapon rack on the Jizhou side, only the wall facing the door, painted with a huge word "benevolence".

And under this ink, there hangs an old saber.

The old saber was not very long, it looked rather plain, and even the wooden scabbard was covered with dust, which in the eyes of anyone could only be regarded as a mortal iron.

But at this moment, Du Chengfeng is like a great enemy.

The instinct in his mind was frantically alarming, this was definitely not an ordinary saber, and for now he had better retreat immediately, otherwise there would be something unbearable.

"But that's what I want."

Taking a deep breath, Du Chengfeng stretched out his hand to the old saber.

But to Du Chengfeng's surprise, nothing happened until he picked up this saber.

Although this strange sword was quite heavy to start, Du Chengfeng could feel that this sword did not refuse him.

It didn't even drive him crazy.

"Wait, this thing hasn't killed anyone?"

Du Chengfeng, who didn't feel any swordsman's anger, was stunned for a while.

This doesn't make sense, his feeling just now can't be fake, this old saber just put it there, it already makes him feel extremely dangerous, how can such a powerful blade not be stained with blood?

In confusion, Du Chengfeng pushed the blade out of the sheath.

Compared to other thin and sharp blades, this old saber was a little too heavy, not so much a sword as a mace—a heavy edge that could not cut through flesh at all, and could be used to smash people or be more effective.

"Who would use such a thing as a blade?"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but be puzzled, and subconsciously took out the whetstone.

Although he didn't know if this kind of thing that had never killed anyone could be polished, but since he had taken down this strange sword, he had to try it.

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng pulled the entire strange sword out of the sheath chamber and put it on the whetstone.

The scratches on the sword body are the evidence of the glory of the past, and the dust on the hilt of the sword is the traces of the precipitation of the years.

What Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that this strange sword could really be sharpened.

It's just because this sword has never killed anyone, but it has been used extremely frequently.

After all, the previous holder of this sword had a lot of ideas.

"I'm going to fight a square sword."

The previous holder of this sword, as was required of the blacksmith, was a student.

The blacksmith is naturally collecting money to do things, but others think that this person is not crazy, as we all know, the sword is a light and fast, there is a good fencing hand, can volley a sword to stab a fly, or split the incense fire but does not extinguish, the steel is a hundred steel, the sword is a three-foot sword, this is a gentleman's style.

On the contrary, it is this maverick who opens his mouth to be a square sword...... Could it be that you are stupid to read?

"You are all too heavy to kill, but you don't know the truth that it is extremely rigid and easy to break, this is to read the book into the belly of a dog."

In the face of the ridicule of his classmates around him, the man who ordered the sword argued with reason.

"Well, since you have forgotten even the most basic 'benevolence', then after the sword is completed, I will educate you and educate you about what is a gentleman's sword!"

At that time, there were still remnants of martial arts among the people, and it was a common thing to draw a sword and fight, as long as the two sides reached the point and did not hurt their lives, it would not be a big deal.

But this point is also true.

The blade of the sword does not touch the body, it can be regarded as the point, and if it accidentally opens an opening in an unimportant place, it can also be counted as the point, a group of students were scolded by the person who ordered the sword, of course, they were very unconvinced, so they simply discussed, ready to give this arrogant boy a little red, to see some color.

But who would have thought that on the day of the appointment, the "light and fast" blades in their hands were all smashed on the spot by the heavy "Founder Sword".

The first sword, smashing the blade, the second, smashing the bones. The whole competition lasted thirteen rounds, and the person who ordered the sword only made these two moves, but none of the students could fight against him.

"It is true that my sword has no blade, but your sharp sword cannot touch my bladeless sword."

Among the students who fell to the ground and screamed bitterly because their bones were broken, the person who ordered the sword carried this bladeless heavy sword, and his face was as usual.

"This is the principle of benevolence."

This time, the students all bowed their heads and said yes, and they didn't dare to speak.

And the name of the person who ordered the sword also spread among the Jiankang of this city as the capital of Dachen.

He is Ruan Shantao when he was young.