In the Year of Famine, I Sustain Millions of Ancient People with a Single Bowl

[Exiled Prince vs. Radiant Fake Noble Daughter] [Connecting Ancient and Modern Times + Stockpiling During Famine + Infrastructure and Farming + Family Drama]

After being kicked out by her ado...

Chapter 198 Big Black Knife vs Tang Hengdao, which one is sharper?

Wei Wenshan learned that weapons were being stored in the warehouse, so he started guarding the armory before dawn.

He ordered his men to open the doors of all the empty warehouses and wait to receive the weapons.

As dawn approached, the sleepy soldiers became more alert.

The soldier leaned against the wall and said with a smile, "Sir Wei, do you know how many weapons His Highness has confiscated?"

"If you know the news, please tell it to me and let me be happy too!"

The soldiers who had just woken up were all excited when they heard these words.

"Yeah yeah!"

"I heard that His Highness attacked Chibei and Beiliang at night, turning both armies upside down, leaving the enemy with nothing but a pair of underwear!"

"We have been in Zhiyi City for so many years and have suffered a lot from Chibei and Beiliang.

Your Highness's battle really relieved the soldiers of Zhiyi City! ”

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"If I am also on the list of people leaving the city, not only will the family tree be written from me in the future, even the clan leader will have to be polite to me."

The last soldier said this excitedly and then sighed regretfully.

Wei Wenshan's head hurt from all the noise from these soldiers.

He waved his hand impatiently: "There will be plenty of opportunities for you to make contributions in the future.

Do your duty well today, otherwise I will punish you to lead the army! ”

The soldiers understood that Wei Wenshan was not really angry, so they chuckled twice and dispersed without surrounding Wei Wenshan to ask any more questions.

Xiao Jingzhou brought the wooden bowl to the armory.

As soon as we stepped into the armory door, Wei Wenshan came out with a team of soldiers to greet us.

Before he could even walk into the warehouse, hearty laughter was heard from outside.

“Hahaha, I heard that the gods help keep the confiscated weapons.

I would like to see what other treasures Chibei and Beiliang have! ”

"General Gu, take me with you. I also want to broaden my horizons."

Yang Jin's flattering voice was so servile that Xiao Jingzhou could guess it was him without turning around.

He gave Lu Chen a look.

Lu Chen immediately understood and ordered everyone in the armory to wait outside.

Led by Wei Wenshan, a group of soldiers filed out of the armory, fearing that they would be slow and delay important matters.

You could hear a pin drop in the armory. Lu Chen closed the door with a creaking sound.

Xiao Jingzhou used a wooden bowl to transmit his voice: "Miss Jiang, I have arrived at the armory."

"Okay, I'll pass the weapon to you right away!"

Jiang Zhenyu had just finished speaking.

Weapons began to continuously emerge from the wooden bowl in Xiao Jingzhou's arms.

People standing outside the armory door were eager to go in and find out what was inside.

Yang Jin had no image at all. He lay on the door of the armory, trying to hear clearly what was going on inside.

The sound of ping-pong came from the armory.

Yang Jin's back was arched and stretched straight like a spring. He covered his ears and rubbed them continuously, fearing that he would be deafened.

Lu Feng looked surprised: "Your Highness, are you receiving the weapons, or are you forging them yourself?"

The group of people outside waited for an unknown amount of time until their legs became numb from standing. The noise from the armory gradually faded away.

The heavy door creaked and the armory door reopened.

Gu Zhenbei led his men and rushed in directly.

The warehouse, which was originally empty, was now filled to the brim. There was even more weapons than could be stored in the warehouse. Weapons were also piled under the wall of the corridor.

There is a wide variety of products.

Mace, sledgehammer, black iron knife...

Shield, saber, spear, hand axe, lasso, bow and arrow...

These weapons are piled outside, and there might be surprises inside.

When Yang Jin saw the warehouse filled with weapons, he almost tripped and fell when he stepped through the door.

He was like a mouse falling into a rice jar, wishing he could leave a deep kiss on every weapon.

Yang Jin held a large black knife and wiped it again and again with great care.

When he smiled, his eyes sparkled.

"Black swords are abundant in Beiliang. It is said that they can cut iron like mud. It is precisely because of these black swords that Beiliang's combat power ranks first among the seven countries."

This sentence reminded Chen Gan.

He said excitedly: “Beiliang has the big black sword, and Dajing has the Tang horizontal sword.

We have such a great opportunity.

Why not let these two weapons compete to see which one is sharper and harder! ”

After Chen Gan said this, he looked at Xiao Jingzhou with eyes full of expectations.

Before Xiao Jingzhou could say anything, Gu Zhenbei picked up the Tang Hengdao in his hand and walked out of the armory.

As he walked, he shouted, "Come and have a fight!"

"I'll do it!"

Yang Jin naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

He strode out of the door behind Gu Zhenbei.

The two men stood face to face, swords drawn against each other.

Yang Jin took the lead in launching the attack. He rushed forward, raised the big black knife and slashed towards Gu Zhenbei.

Gu Zhenbei blocked with Tang Hengdao, making a metallic collision sound.

He pushed hard and Yang Jin took several steps back.

The knives in the hands of both parties were not damaged at all.

Yang Jin lowered his head and muttered, "Impossible!"

There are only two situations when two knives compete with each other.

One is to cut it off with a knife.

One is that both sides suffer losses and both swords become blunt.

He had never seen such a situation in all these years!

Yang Jin was puzzled. When he wanted to take a step closer to Gu Zhenbei, the big black knife in his hand broke into three pieces and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"Oh my god!"

Yang Jin stepped back hastily, so the broken knife did not hit his instep.

He patted his chest with lingering fear, and when he looked up, he saw that the Tang Hengdao in Gu Zhenbei's hand was intact, emitting bursts of cold light under the light.

"It's indeed a sword sent by God!"

"It can even chop the Beiliang's big black knife into three pieces!"

"Now that we have the Tang Hengdao, won't we be the leader of the Seven Kingdoms?"

"Hehehe, it makes me happy just thinking about it!"

Xiao Jingzhou went to the newly built warehouse.

There are so many horses that if there were no walls or fences, they would run around everywhere and it would be very difficult to lead them back to the stables.

He released all the horses and ordered Zhou Wu to take everyone back to the stable.

Zhou Wu's eyes brightened when he looked at the horses that were buzzing in the room.

"I'll do it right away!"

Xiao Jingzhou was about to go back when Gu Zhenbei and the others came over.

Gu Zhenbei laughed heartily and said, “I didn’t expect that by leaving the city, Your Highness would not only destroy the alliance between the two armies.

And brought back so many good things. ”

He gave Xiao Jingzhou a thumbs up: "You have the demeanor of your father when he was young!"

As for the ridiculous things he did when he got older, it’s better not to mention them!

When he was young, the emperor had also fought on the battlefield and was a rare military talent.

By forcing back the Chibei Army three times and being besieged by two armies, the military strength of the Dajing Dynasty was consolidated, ranking above the other four countries.

Even in history books, it can leave a significant mark.

Xiao Jingzhou knew Gu Zhenbei very well and was praising him sincerely.

He smiled and said, "Uncle, you are too kind. This time, it is all thanks to the help of the gods.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to bring back so much loot. ”

Everyone knew that the gods were taking care of Xiao Jingzhou.

It doesn’t matter what method is used. They only know that Xiao Jingzhou is the chosen one, and that is enough!

At that time, the Chibei camp was in chaos.

Tarsan stood beside Sambu's bed, looking at his pale face covered with sweat.

He yelled at the military doctor: "If anything happens to Sangbu, you and your family will be buried with him!"