Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

In Dayong, due to the prevalence of martial arts and the existence of many gangs and sects, the control of swords and other equipment is not very strict. However, iron armor and powerful crossbows are absolute military items and are prohibited from circulation among the people. in use.

The fifty elite knights sent by Meng Zhao were wearing extraordinary iron armor. They were jet black with faint light blue spots, as if they were mixed with some kind of precious ore. There are also mysterious texture inscriptions.

Not only can it withstand damage from weapons, it also has a strong defensive effect on the warrior's internal energy.

Not only that, but the equipment is just powerful. These fifty people are also very good in martial arts. Qing Yishui has acquired great achievements, and they seem to have some kind of horizontal training method, and their qi and blood are beyond compare. The exuberance of ordinary warriors, gathered in one place, their energy blending together, as if they were one body, can even give some great innates a strong sense of threat.

In addition, the black-scaled horse beneath him has the blood of ferocious beasts, which is extremely powerful and strong. It can break the bones of tigers and leopards, which is also a big help.

"Here, Gang Leader Han, are these the strange soldiers sent by Young Master? Are they too ostentatious?"

Jia Qiang swallowed, salivated, and asked worriedly, if it was true as Han Pu said, then the number of cavalry used this time would be more than just these fifty people. Meng Zhao's strength, or the strength of the Meng family, There is no doubt about it, but it may also cause criticism from others.

Everyone is still in the stage of fighting each other with swords, which is equivalent to the fighting of the young and Dangerous boys in Hong Kong in the 1980s and 1990s. As a result, you directly organized the regular army carrying AK to fight. Isn't it a bit bullying? And whether it will arouse resentment from local forces is also a major concern.

Han Pu smiled, waved his hand and said,

"I don't know about this. Anyway, everything is arranged by the young master. I think there should be no hindrance."

Only then did Jia Qiang and Xue Huaiyong realize that, yes, although they were the ones to execute and complete this operation, almost all the decisions were made by Meng Zhao alone. It was useless to think too much. On the contrary, It is better to follow the instructions from above in a down-to-earth manner. If you can achieve great achievements, your busy work will not be in vain.

The newly arrived fifty cavalrymen not only shocked the two newly arrived innates, but also the three hundred warriors who were repairing on the spot were also dumbfounded and amazed.

Many of them only have a superficial understanding of Jianghu and martial arts. Have they ever seen such a mighty and powerful army with complete armor and a look of solemn expression on their faces?

Unconsciously, some people who had no sense of belonging to Meng Zhao or even the Meng family immediately felt a strong sense of identification. Some people who had second thoughts and planned to paddle again began to think about the future of staying in the Meng family. How much more effort do you need to ensure your upward trend?

People's hearts are unpredictable, but the general rules can still be grasped. This is one of the purposes of Meng Zhao's display of iron cavalry, and at this time, he has accomplished it quite well.

Han Pu has been secretly observing the atmosphere and changes of the entire team, and he was deeply touched by this. He also showed more admiration for Meng Zhao's strategizing methods, and secretly said,

"Young Master's move is really clever. He can win over most people's hearts without saying a word. If he can win over others in the future, he will become a trustworthy and usable person."

When it was past tea time and the repairs were almost done, Han Pu just waved his hand and led everyone towards the Taikoo Cang Pier with murderous intent...

Taikoo Cang Pier, although it had just dawned, was still a noisy scene with people coming and going.

Dozens of huge cargo ships are parked on the shore. Countless strong workers, like ants, are loading or unloading goods diligently. At every important position, they are all wearing grass-green gowns with iron stamps on the back. The helpers with the word "hand" are stationed to maintain order and help direct the workers.

In a farm not far from Pangran's warehouse, on the school martial arts field, muscular men with naked upper bodies were sweating profusely practicing boxing or weapons. The sound of shouting resounded across half of the sky, and the excitement was surging. The strong wind and the scorching and blazing blood swirled around the venue, making people's blood boil.

Outside the school martial arts field, two people were walking slowly, looking at everything in the field and discussing things, their expressions were very serious.

The big man walking in front was eight feet tall. His strong and stocky body was wrapped in a blue warrior uniform. He had a black belt around his waist. He was as tall as an iron tower. He walked with a tiger-like wind, and he looked like a tiger patrolling the mountains and forests. A domineering attitude.

He is the deputy gang leader of the Iron Hands Association, Lou Guanlan, and one of the elders who established the Iron Hands Association. Not only does he have the innate martial arts skills of the Nine Apertures, but he has also experienced hundreds of battles, is fair in dealing with matters, and is both literary and military. In the Iron Hands Association, Among them, his prestige is extremely high, second only to the gang leader Tie Xiongfei.

The man behind him was nearly a head shorter than Lou Guanlan, with thin shoulders, an ordinary appearance, nothing out of the ordinary, and his satin shirt looked a bit rich.

Holding two pieces of warm jade in his hand, they kept coiling in his palms, which had a unique Taoist charm.

Lou Guanlan suddenly stopped, sighed, and said to the man in Chinese clothes,

"Junior brother, are you here today to persuade me to flee before fighting, break my brotherly oath, and defect to the Zhuo family?"

He looked at the man in rich clothes with a deep look in his eyes, making it difficult to discern his true inner emotions.

This man in rich clothes, named Chi Nianwen, worked for the Zhuo family, one of the top three families in the Lingwu Family Alliance.

In their early years, Lou Guanlan and Chi Nianwen were brothers from the same school. They came out to travel together in the world. Later, they met each other in Lingwu City.

Lou Guanlan met a group of like-minded brothers and was ambitious to start a career and achieve something.

The Iron Hand is what it is today. Although it has hidden support, it is also inseparable from the hard work of meritorious veterans like him.

Chi Nianwen was recruited by the contemporary head of the Zhuo family, married a woman from a branch of the Zhuo family, and settled down.

Although life is not so exciting and colorful, it is indeed a lot more nourishing, rich and safe, which is not a happy life.

Although the two belonged to different factions, they had formed a deep relationship when they were classmates in martial arts when they were young. Over the years in Lingwu City, they were in constant contact, kept in contact, and often got together to drink.

Today, when Lou Guanlan saw Chi Nianwen coming to see him, he was not suspicious at first. He just treated him as a friend and warmly entertained him. However, as they talked, he gradually discovered that the other party's intentions were not pure, or that he was not the visiting friend he thought. But he had other plans.

Facing Lou Guanlan's unclear tone of question or questioning, Chi Nianwen was not angry, but replied extremely patiently and calmly,

"No, senior brother, you are wrong. I am indeed here to advise you not to die for Tie Xiongfei, but I have no intention of asking you to surrender to the Zhuo family.

This level of the Iron Hands Association is very sad. Tie Xiongfei will either die in Lingwu City, or hide his name and travel far away. There is no third way.

This is all foreseeable, senior brother, can’t you see? "