And at this moment!
In Shuozhou, the atmosphere is completely different.
On the outskirts of the city, blacksmith shop.
The fire is blazing and the heat is rolling.
The clanging sound of ironwork filled the air. Zhao Muyun, dressed in casual clothes, was gathered in front of a tall forging table with Tang Yanhai, Li Si, and others.
On the stage, there was a huge, ferocious-looking blade lying horizontally!
This blade is about ten feet long (about three meters), with a thick blade and a cold light flashing on the edge. The handle is extremely long and can be held with both hands.
It is the long-lost battlefield weapon designed specifically to restrain cavalry - the Mo Dao!
"Good! What a good knife!" Tang Yanhai's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but admire it.
He was born as a scout, is fierce by nature, and likes to use light weapons.
But the chilling Mo Dao in front of him had made him change his preference.
Li Si also smacked his lips and said, "My goodness, if this thing were to chop down, I'm afraid both the man and the horse would be shattered!"
Lu Zhizi, whose hair and beard were white but who looked energetic, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a proud look on his face:
"My lord, I have fulfilled your mission!"
"According to the diagram you provided and the few broken pieces of the sword, I led my men to study it day and night, repeatedly forging and tempering it, and finally restored 70% to 80% of the charm of this Mo Dao!"
"Would you like to try the portion?"
Zhao Muyun nodded, took a step forward, and grasped the cold hilt of the knife with one hand.
It feels extremely heavy in the hand, probably at least fifty or sixty kilograms!
He took a deep breath, exerted force with his arms, and actually lifted the huge Mo Dao steadily!
The blade seemed to come alive in his hand, emitting a low humming sound.
"Master Zhao, you are so strong!"
Even Lu Zhizi couldn't help but cheer.
The surrounding craftsmen and attendants were even more fascinated by what they saw.
Zhao Muyun said nothing, staring intently at the cold blade, as if feeling the murderous aura contained in this ferocious weapon.
He suddenly took a step forward, gripped the handle with both hands, put his waist and horse together, and with a low shout, the giant blade slashed down at a knife-testing stake next to him that was as thick as a bowl and wrapped in thick cowhide with a sharp scream that tore through the air!
Swish——!
A teeth-grinding tearing sound was heard!
The hardwood stake wrapped in several layers of tough cowhide was like rotten wood and was split into two by the Mo Dao!
The cross section is as smooth as a mirror!
"hiss…"
There was a sound of people gasping for air all around.
This power far exceeds that of ordinary swords!
"Good!" Zhao Muyun's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was extremely satisfied with this battlefield weapon that reappeared in the world.
With this powerful weapon, combined with the heavy armored infantry formation he is about to train, his chances of winning against the Northern Di cavalry will be greatly increased!
Just as everyone was immersed in the shock of the reappearance of the Mo Dao, a personal soldier hurried into the blacksmith shop, knelt on one knee, and said in a hurried voice:
“Report—!”
"Sir! The angels from the capital have arrived at the Captain's Mansion! Announce the decree!"
Zhao Muyun's expression froze. He gently placed the Mo Dao back on the forging table and nodded to Lu Zhizi.
"Lu Dashi has worked hard, so I will make 100 of these swords first!"
Then he turned around and said in a deep voice: "Let's go back to the yamen to receive the order!"
......
In the hall of the Captain's Mansion, the incense table had already been prepared.
The eunuch who delivered the imperial edict unfolded the bright yellow imperial edict with an expressionless face, and read out in a shrill voice the emperor's decree that Zhao Muyun should come to the capital immediately to report on his work and prepare for the marriage.
"…Command Captain Zhao Muyun, the Suppressing Enemy, to depart immediately upon receiving this order. No delay is allowed! This is my command!"
"Your Majesty, Zhao Muyun, accepts your command and expresses gratitude!"
Zhao Muyun kowtowed and accepted the order, his face calm.
After the eunuch who delivered the imperial edict left, only Zhao Muyun and a few of his closest confidants were left in the hall.
Tang Yanhai, Zhao Wen who was temporarily in charge of government affairs, Wang Tiezhu who was in charge of intelligence, Wu Shangzhi, the cavalry commander, and Lin Feng and Han Zhong who hurried over from Weizhou and Yinzhou.
"Sir! The capital is a den of wolves and dragons right now! Those corrupt officials are clearly trying to frame you! It's extremely dangerous to go there!"
Tang Yanhai was the most impatient and was the first to jump out and oppose.
Wu Shangzhi's face was also filled with worry. "Yes, sir! The Crown Prince's sudden change of attitude is even more bizarre! Who knows what he's up to? And that damned arranged marriage... I think it's a trap!"
Zhao Wen twirled his beard, his brow furrowed. "The imperial decree has been issued. If I disobey, I'll be giving them a handle, exactly what those impeachers want. But if I go... the situation in the capital is truly unpredictable."
Wang Tiezhu said in a deep voice, "Captain Fan is leading the Yebushou infiltrating the capital. However, their time is short and their foundation is not yet solid. If you leave, your safety may be in jeopardy."
Han Zhong and Lin Feng were more concerned about military affairs. "Sir, if you leave the Commandant's Mansion, the morale of the army will inevitably fluctuate. Zhang Zhongfang has been pushed forward to take over the defense. This person... I'm afraid he will be difficult to deal with. The army we have worked so hard to build..."
Everyone was talking about it, and their worries were evident in their words.
Zhao Muyun sat in the main seat, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, his eyes deep, as if weighing every detail.
Just then!
"Report! Urgent military information!"
A scout, covered in dust, almost crawled into the hall, with a look of panic on his face!
"Sir! Over a thousand elite cavalrymen from the Murong tribe, under the command of King Loufan of Beidi, have suddenly appeared on the edge of the Xichuan grasslands! They are less than a hundred miles from the northern border of Shuozhou!"
"What?"
Generals Han Zhong, Lin Feng and others stood up suddenly, their faces changed drastically!
Murong Chunhua lost the duel, swore allegiance to Zhao Muyun, and promised to lead his troops to surrender. Only Tang Yanhai and Wang Tiezhu, the two people in charge of intelligence, knew about this, and the other generals were unaware of it.
Zhao Muyun glanced at Tang Yanhai and Wang Tiezhu, his expression calm. "Have you found any elderly, weak, women, or children from their tribe accompanying them? How are their food and supplies?"
The scout gasped and replied, "My lord! Only cavalry! All strong and young warriors! No trace of the tribe's migrating carts, tents, cattle or sheep!"
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