Daqin: After marrying a vegetative princess, I went crazy with joy

Chapter 68 Ten Thousand Years of Great Qin!

Author: no one porridge warm

Chapter 68 Ten Thousand Years of Great Qin!

After clamping the iron utensils that were beginning to take shape out of the mold, the waiting craftsmen in the military workshop got busy.

While they have just been formed and have not yet cooled down, use tools such as a grinding wheel to remove the excess parts pressed out of the mold.

Make the sharp places sharper and the blunt places rounder.

Within a quarter of an hour, the craftsmen stopped what they were doing and looked at the objects they had created in amazement.

It's so relaxing!

In the past, they had to hammer hard with hammer after hammer, but now they only need to trim the corners to make neat weapons?

Seeing them stop, Ying Zheng stepped forward first.

As a monarch who is good at conquest, his greatest concern is naturally weapons.

If you look closely at the sword, you will find that it is no different from one made by craftsmen.

But just by looking at it, I don't think it's any different from the previous iron swords.

Wang Jian bowed slightly and cupped his fists.

"Your Majesty, can you allow me to have a try?"

"Can!"

After Heizi heard this, he quickly sharpened the steel knife in his hand.

A moment later, the knife was already in Wang Jian's hand.

After wandering around for a while, the old general felt a little dazed for a moment.

What should I use to test this...?

Cutting down a stone table? Of course that’s not possible.

Glancing at Liu Bai, he was so frightened that he took two steps to the side.

"Old general, be careful of misfires... No, don't mess around! Wait a minute... Han Xin, do you dare to compete with the old general with your sword?"

Han Xin, who has always been silent, has been pretending to be transparent since he came.

Although he believed in Liu Bai in his heart, he still had to try it to know the effect.

"Why not? General Wang, please!"

He cupped his fists, drew out his sword, and took a defensive stance.

Liu Bai stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Wait a minute, Han Xin, isn't this sword your treasure? If it breaks, there will be nothing to compensate you!"

I thought Han Xin would hesitate, but I didn't expect his eyes to light up instantly after hearing this.

"If it's really broken, how about you use the newly made sword to compensate me?"

Just kidding, even my sword can cut it off, so it must be better than mine!

Who can refuse such a powerful person? He is not a fool!

Liu Bai glanced at him and thought to himself, Hey, this guy is not stupid!

But the one who can call the shots now is Ying Zheng.

Seeing him looking at him, Ying Zheng responded with a slight hum.

Han Xin, who had gained the confidence, exerted force on his waist and lowered his center of gravity.

He held his sword horizontally in front of him and assumed a defensive posture again.

Wang Jian also calmed down, stretched out his arms, raised the steel knife in his hand, and shouted "be careful"!

In the midst of lightning and flint, there was a "choking" sound, and the tip of Han Xin's long sword fell at his feet.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, he looked at the knife in Wang Jian's hand with gleaming eyes.

"The old general's sword is still precious!"

After saying that, he dropped the hilt of the sword in his hand and walked straight to the craftsmen, urging them to sharpen another sword.

Wang Jian looked at the knife in his hand, and then at the broken sword on the ground.

For a moment, it was unclear whether what Han Xin said was praising him or the sword.

Picking up the broken sword on the ground and taking a closer look, the cut was smooth and smooth, as if it had been polished thousands of times by craftsmen.

The steel knife in his hand didn't even have any scratches, not to mention nicks.

For a moment, this all-powerful veteran's eyes flashed with tears of excitement.

If we, the Qin Dynasty, had such sharp weapons when we first fought against the Six Kingdoms, how could we have killed so many people?

He picked up the broken sword on the ground with both hands, came to Ying Zheng and choked with sobs.

"Old minister, congratulations to your majesty for getting this sharp weapon. In the future, my great Qin cavalry will travel all over the world and will be unmatched! Ten thousand years for your majesty, ten thousand years for the Great Qin!"

"Your Majesty will live for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will live for ten thousand years!"

"Your Majesty will live for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will live for ten thousand years!"

"Your Majesty will live for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will live for ten thousand years!"

…

For a time, everyone who heard it, whether up or down the mountain, knelt down and shouted in unison!

The echoes echoed through the valley, causing the birds in the forest to flap their wings and fly high.

Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves, said "get up", raised his eyes to look at the birds flying away, and thought silently in his heart.

Da Qin will surely survive for thousands of years!

At this moment, a cry came out, completely destroying the atmosphere that was finally created.

"Father, I know that I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong..."

Turning around to look, Hu Hai was crying and running towards this side.

Our factory boss followed him leisurely.

"Father, that dead lady, that lady... that Lord Yu stopped me from going down the mountain, and said that it was you who ordered me to do so. Father, I know I was wrong. I will be filial to my teacher in the future. Please let me

Go back home!"

"Look at this mountain, there is nothing. If I really live here, I will starve to death sooner or later! And the teacher, he must not be killed... If he wants to eat something from the imperial capital, I will not

I can’t buy it for him..."

Hu Hai, who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, raised his eyes from time to time to peek at his father's expression.

Looking around, I found that besides being indifferent, I was still indifferent, and I suddenly felt uneasy.

My father was not like this before, so why do you always turn a blind eye to his cries today?

Am I not your sweetheart?

After taking a few more glances, Hu Hai began to feel frightened when he saw his father's face becoming more and more serious, and his voice gradually became lower.

Looking at his youngest son who was sobbing constantly in front of him, Ying Zheng felt a little disgusted for some reason.

I always thought this guy was innocent and had a rare true temperament.

But since Liu Bai came, he is obviously one year younger than him, but his words and deeds are completely different.

Even Fusu, who was once pedantic, changed under his influence.

But this youngest son is still so stubborn and unrepentant!

Comparing the two, Hu Hai was instantly defeated and no one was left behind.

Even the slightest preference for his younger son was lost by him.

"As a child of the royal family, how is it appropriate to cry and cry in public?"

Hu Hai trembled and quickly wiped away his tears and confessed.

"My son, I know my sin, and I beg your father for mercy!"

"Hmph, study hard with the teacher on the mountain. I will take the exam myself in seven days."

"Yes, I obey your orders!"

Seeing that his father was really angry, Hu Hai responded repeatedly and did not dare to make any mistakes again.

With a cold snort, Ying Zheng stepped past him and looked at other objects made of new iron.

It has been tried just now, which means that the quality of the new iron is no problem.

Then the production of this war horse suit should also be put on the agenda.

"Old General Wang."

"I'm here."

"The prince-in-law's time to borrow people is not short. Let's take them all back soon!"

"promise!"

When Liu Bai heard this, his face was visibly crying.

"Father, I haven't finished this yet..."

"Huh?" Ying Zheng felt a little unhappy.

You can make trouble, but you have to understand the situation and the severity!

Is there anything more important now than making a war horse suit?

(End of chapter)