"Mo Dao? What kind of weapon is that? I've never heard of it before, and it's not described in my family's ancestral weapon manual."

Lu Tu was puzzled. The Fubing system had been established in Dayu, but why hadn't the Mo Dao appeared?

No wonder the Great Yu Dynasty couldn't defeat the Wuhuan for a long time; it turns out that no one had figured out the most effective weapon against cavalry.

This was something Lü Tu suddenly thought of. In the future, they would be fighting the Wuhuan people for a long time. If they only had a single weapon like the spear, the effect of large-scale battles would not be good, and they would not be able to exert their full combat power.

After all, marksmanship requires the momentum of a cavalry charge to maximize its power and cause sufficient damage.

But the Mo Dao is different. As a weapon with a blade and hilt of the same length, it was originally designed to counter cavalry.

Moreover, the method of using the Mo Dao is very simple. All you need is some basic spear skills. It is mainly used to slash at the enemy's warhorse. In general, it can cut down both the man and the horse. Moreover, it does not require the help of cavalry charges. Infantrymen are still incredibly powerful.

Thinking back to the Battle of Xiangji Temple in my previous life, the Mo Dao team became famous in one battle.

"Sir, may I take a look at the blueprints?"

Lu Tu was well prepared, and he greatly appreciated Hu Delu's habit of getting to the bottom of things.

"I don't have any blueprints, I'll draw one on the ground, and you can figure it out yourself."

Then, the apprentices and villagers in the distance saw Lu Tu and Hu Delu, two big men, squatting on the ground and drawing things on the ground with straw sticks.

The scene made everyone burst into laughter: "Look, everyone, our adults are figuring out something new again!"

"Last time, the master invented the curved plow, which really helped us a lot when plowing the fields. This time, it must be something good again!"

"I don't know how the lord's brain works, how does he know everything? Isn't he like us, who has never left Wuchuan?"

"Is there even a need to ask? I already said that there were extraordinary phenomena at the time of your birth, and that you are a person with exceptional talent. These are things you were born with. How can they be the same as us?"

Everyone found this explanation very convincing and nodded in agreement: "You're right, the sir is a god descended from heaven, otherwise why would he treat us so well?"

Hu Delu had seen Lü Tu's drawings many times, and each time he was amazed by Lü Tu's thinking.

His drawings not only had a rough outline, but they were also drawn with a lifelike quality, and he even marked the dimensions and angles, which amazed Hu Delu.

Even though it was his family's weapon catalog, and his ancestors had all been blacksmiths, it was still drawn very hastily, and you could only make out the general idea. This was a disadvantage because he was uneducated and didn't know how to draw a 3D diagram.

Looking at the dimensions marked by Lü Tu, Hu Delu asked curiously, "Sir, with such a long blade, won't it be dangerous for the soldiers to use it?"

Lu Tu shook his head: "No, the middle section of the Mo Dao doesn't need to be too sharp. It's mainly for easy handling. The most important part is the top section, which is needed to cut down horses!"

Hu Delu had been a blacksmith all his life, and after a brief explanation from Lü Tu, he immediately understood the key point. He nodded and said, "Alright, give me three days. I've run out of my fine iron, and it's being refined right now. Once it's finished, I'll forge one for you to see."

Lu Tu stood up and stretched his back: "I think your blacksmith shop can be expanded. The current dozen or so people are not enough."

Hu Delu clicked his tongue in amazement: "We don't have that many things to forge right now, so we probably don't need that many blacksmiths, do we?"

Lu Tu shook his head: "You only realize how little you know when you need it. Just because you can't use it now doesn't mean you won't need it in the future. Right now, you should train more reliable apprentices. They will be of great use to me in the future!"

Hu Delu's eyes widened. Of course he knew what Lü Tu was going to do. After all, what kind of good person would spend their days at home researching and creating such a powerful weapon?

He had long been convinced that Lü Tu was plotting a rebellion, otherwise he wouldn't have made him bring so many disciples out in advance.

"Understood, sir. Rest assured, leave it to me. You've helped my old Hu get married, so I'll naturally work for you with my life."

Lu Tu took out twenty taels of silver from his pocket and handed it over: "I heard your wife is pregnant, is that right?"

"How did you know, sir?"

"How could I not know that your wife consulted Zhang Miao to check her pregnancy?"

"Hehe, I, Old Hu, am going to have a son."

Lu Tu said seriously, "Let me tell you this first: I know you like sons, but if it's a daughter, you'll have to raise her too."

Hu Delu patted his chest loudly: "Don't worry, sir, I, Hu Delu, would never do such a shameless thing! I will raise my son and daughter."

Lu Tu nodded: "Take the money and go to Liu Hu. Tell him to buy as much of what he wants when he goes into the city to shop. Don't be stingy with the money. Come to me every month to collect your salary. You'll get a monthly allowance too."

Hu Delu was deeply moved upon hearing this. Being able to save him from the clutches of the White Lotus Sect's Holy Emperor in Xu Jing was already an immense favor to Hu Delu.

Afterwards, Lu Tu introduced him to a wife. Not only that, he also provided him and his family with a place to stay during the chaos of the plague outbreak. He not only provided them with food every day, but now he even has to give them a monthly allowance.

If this story were told under the Wuchuan overpass, people would find it outrageous.

Hu Delu cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, sir. You really have nothing to say about me, Old Hu."

"Don't be so polite with me. Just do it like this for now."

Lu Tu walked toward the house where Jie Han was imprisoned, and before he got close, he heard a woman crying and screaming coming from inside.

He frowned slightly. Even though he allowed Liu Hong to use torture to extract confessions at will, it was still outrageous for him to do something like insulting a woman in front of another woman's husband. In Lu Tu's eyes, this was undoubtedly beastly behavior.

When Lü Tu arrived at the gate, the two soldiers on guard hesitated and said, "Sir, please wait a moment, we'll go in and inform them first."

Lu Tu said coldly, "Get out of the way!"

Although Lu Tu couldn't recall the names of the two soldiers, they were familiar faces, having long served by his side. Naturally, they dared not obstruct Lu Tu.

When Lü Tu pushed open the door with a dark face, he found Liu Hong squatting on the ground, his hands covered in blood, trying to stop the bleeding of a Wuhuan woman.

Lu Tu quickly walked over and asked, "What happened?"

Liu Hong whispered, "Sir, when I came over to interrogate them, this woman thought I was coming to kill her son, so she lunged at my knife, and the knife went into her abdomen."

Jiehan's eyes were red at this moment. Although he hated Liu Hong, he knew that Liu Hong had no intention of taking his life.

Upon seeing Lü Tu, Jie Han knelt down with a thud: "Please, Your Excellency the venerable God of War of Wuchuan, please save my woman! I am willing to draw the address of the Saili tribe for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Tu and Liu Hong exchanged a glance. They hadn't expected that the interrogation would achieve its ultimate goal without even resorting to torture. Lü Tu said loudly, "Go boil some water, let me do it!"