The Mo Dao (Mo Dao) is a type of long-handled sword from the Tang Dynasty of China. It became popular between the reign of Emperor Gaozong (111 AD) and the 10th year of the Kaiyuan reign. Initially used to combat Turkic cavalry, it later gained popularity among various armies to counter the Tang's "Four Barbarians," whose cavalry was dominant.
In order to deal with the long sword made for cavalry, a lot of strength is required to swing and chop, so it is a two-handed long-handled sword!
The handle is longer, but different from the Da Guan Dao.
The blade of the Daguandao is short and the handle is too long, while the proportions of the Modao are just the opposite.
The handle is slightly long, so it can be held with both hands and still leave some space. The blade... must be over 1.5 meters long!
It is even said that there are Mo Dao with blades more than two meters long.
Lin Bin didn't know whether it was true or not.
But as long as you use your brain a little, it is not difficult to imagine the amazing lethality of the Mo Dao.
"Speaking of which, the weapon that Master Qian used in the original novel was indeed very cool. I remember some people said it was a Miao Dao, some said it was a Mo Dao, and some said it was a Tang Dao."
"Now it seems that it should be more like the Mo Dao, but it doesn't look so abnormal."
"But then again, think about it carefully. The blade of a weapon that most people carry around can't possibly be over two meters long. Adding the handle, it must be three meters long. How can you carry it with you?"
"Perhaps it was used in ancient wars, right?"
As the night deepened, Lin Bin closed the door of the martial arts hall and walked towards Lao Tong's "blacksmith shop" while muttering to himself.
Lao Tong, in the memory of his previous life, was a skilled blacksmith.
It should be noted that with the development of technology on Molan Star to this point, many traditional crafts can actually be replaced by machines.
Blacksmithing is one of them, and the replacement is particularly serious.
Blacksmithing is tiring and not very efficient, and even if he has a lot of experience, he cannot guarantee a high success rate.
However, the mechanical and scientific method is labor-saving, quick, and has an incredibly high success rate.
When you think about it, they are fast, cheap and of good quality, so blacksmiths should have been eliminated long ago.
This is indeed the case.
At least, according to the memories of my predecessor, there are currently very few real blacksmiths in the entire ancient Eastern country.
There is one in Binhai City because of its special geographical location.
According to Lin Bin's estimation and analysis, the coastal city of the ancient Eastern country is roughly equivalent to Foshan on Earth and China! There are many martial arts schools!
In addition, since the whole nation is martial, there are many people who need to make weapons.
Although you can buy products from assembly lines quickly and affordably, it is generally impossible to truly create good things using assembly lines.
Moreover, people who practice martial arts all pay attention to the "feeling".
In their words, only weapons that are hammered one by one have a "soul".
Although Lin Bin felt that what he wanted was the weapon's body...
But since I know him, I might as well go.
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Ding ding ding ding...
when!
when!
when!
Inside the blacksmith shop, the dark red lights and the rhythmic knocking sounds gave it a bit of a nightclub feel. Lin Bin knocked on the door and entered, and saw Lao Tong busy at work.
He was forging a 'mace' type weapon, which looked very oppressive and heavy.
When he saw Lin Bin come in, he didn't say anything, but just nodded.
Lin Bin was not in a hurry. He nodded and greeted him, then walked aside and sat down, waiting silently.
At the same time, he was also looking at Lao Tong.
A sturdy man who looks to be in his early fifties, with long, messy hair and distinct facial features.
There were not many signs of aging on his body. His naked upper body revealed explosive muscles, which made Lin Bin feel that he could kill a cow with one punch.
"He must have been injected with strengthening fluid."
Lin Bin muttered secretly, and at the same time, he was also thinking about whether he could get something through the chat group as soon as possible, and then exchange some money to buy himself some strengthening liquid.
Molan is much larger than the Earth.
Gravity also makes a difference.
So people's physical fitness also changes.
According to Lin Bin's understanding, an average middle-aged man in this world, if scientifically trained and without injection of strengthening fluids, could punch out with all his strength with an actual force of about 150 to 200 kilograms.
In other words...
Damn Tyson per capita!
Of course, the average person's ability to withstand blows is also significantly improved compared to that of the people on Earth.
The emergence of strengthening liquid has raised this data again.
The common strengthening liquids on the market can strengthen ordinary people by 1.1 to 2 times. It is said that there are uncommon ones, even military-grade second-level strengthening liquids!
Therefore, Lin Bin is not very optimistic about his own strength now.
We must continue to become stronger!
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About ten minutes later, Lao Tong threw the broken mace back into the stove to heat it up. Then he had some free time, so he gulped down a large glass of water and chatted with Lin Bin.
"Xiao Bin is here? What's up? Do you want to make something to use as a teaching aid?"
"By the way, why haven't you seen your parents for a long time?"
"They went back to their hometown to enjoy life."
Lin Bin shrugged: "Old Tong, I don't want to fight the teaching aids this time, I want to get myself a weapon."
"oh?"
Lao Tong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of spirit appeared in his eyes. "You want this yourself? That'll take some thought. Have you decided on a weapon?"
He didn't ask any more questions.
Even though he knew that Lin Bin had only learned boxing and kicking since childhood, rather than weapons, this was one of the reasons why Lin Bin chose him.
"I brought the picture."
Lin Bin took out the drawings he had drawn.
In fact, it is very simple, just a rough outline. At first glance, it looks almost the same as the weapon of Mr. Jia Qian.
Details...none.
But he believed in Lao Tong's skills.
“This knife…”
The corner of Lao Tong's mouth twitched: "That's cruel enough."
"Blade?"
Lin Bin had already thought about this question and nodded immediately: "Open!"
The people of Molan Star are martial, and hot weapons are strictly controlled, whether in the East or the West.
But this does not mean that cold weapons can be used casually.
Everyone is walking around the streets with sharp swords, and when they see someone they don't like, or say "What are you worried about?", they just draw their swords and start chopping them?
That’s not so messy!
It’s just that the control over knives has been relaxed a little compared to China’s ‘previous life’, but only a little.
An ordinary sword of about three feet long does not count if it is unopened. If it is opened, it will definitely be a controlled knife.
It's fine if you play with it at home or in a martial arts gym, but if you take it out on the street and get caught by the police, it will definitely be confiscated and you will be fined.
So, you can sharpen it, provided you don’t take it outside and encounter the police.
"What's the material?"
Lao Tong was not surprised and continued to ask questions.
"Alloy."
"I don't know what specific alloy it is, just take your pick."
Lin Bin smiled with an expression that said, "You are a professional, you are in charge."
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