Chapter 30 New Skills (Fourth update, please follow up)
The ruthlessness of the border troops would make anyone's heart tremble when they see it, and so does Jiang Lin.
After all, Dong Songchang was also the master of the blacksmith camp. Liao Mingxu came over to him, and he didn't even need to ask any questions. He just drew his sword and chopped.
background? Connections? identity?
The border army won't tell you this.
Even Zhao Yankui felt horrified when he saw this scene.
No matter how violent his temper was, it was only for ordinary people. Compared with ruthless characters like the border soldiers, he was as docile as a kitten.
Liao Mingxu turned to look at Old Man Wei and asked, "Master Wei, should I chop it up or bury it alive? Or should I chop it into pieces and feed it to the dogs?"
Dong Songchang was so frightened that he forgot the pain and begged for mercy hysterically.
The fishy yellow liquid flowed out from his crotch, accompanied by a faint stench, and he was already frightened to the point of incontinence.
The hundreds of men in the blacksmith shop were terrified and silent at this moment.
After all, a hammer weighing more than ten kilograms is not as good as a waist knife weighing two kilograms.
The four hundred soldiers of the Nanling Camp were enough to massacre the entire South Blacksmith Camp for seven rounds, not to mention Liao Mingxu, a third-grade general, who was here. Yu Maoming was sweating when he came.
Old Man Wei didn't even look at Dong Songchang, and said in an indifferent voice: "Just chop it off."
"Spare my life! Master Wei, please spare me, I will never dare to..."
Before Dong Songchang finished speaking, his head was already spinning on the ground.
Liao Mingxu flicked the blood on the knife, pulled it back into its sheath with a clatter, and then kicked Dong Songchang's head more than ten meters away like he was kicking garbage.
Headless corpses, flying heads, and blood all over the ground.
There was silence in the blacksmith shop. Some apprentices were so frightened that their legs fell to the ground. The master blacksmith was still relatively well and could barely stand.
Jiang Lin looked at Old Man Wei, slightly surprised.
Old Man Wei has always been a taciturn person, but he didn't expect him to be so ruthless.
Liao Mingxu is right, no matter whether it is a hundred years or a thousand years, the frontier army will always be the frontier army.
"Master Wei, is there anyone else?" the Dusi asked.
From the look in his eyes, he seemed to want to kill two of them for fun.
Everyone in the blacksmith shop trembled collectively, looking at Old Man Wei eagerly, for fear that he would pronounce his name.
Fortunately, Old Man Wei shook his head: "No more."
With a thud, several apprentices fell to the ground. Seeing Liao Mingxu, they were so frightened that they closed their eyes and fainted on the spot.
"Coward." Liao Mingxu said disdainfully, then looked at Jiang Lin and asked with a smile: "Boy, what is your name?"
"My name is Jiang Lin." Jiang Lin replied quickly.
Although these people came to stand up for Old Man Wei, Jiang Lin didn't think he had the right to talk nonsense.
Just answer whatever you ask, be honest and accurate.
"You really don't want to come to my Nanling camp?" Liao Mingxu asked.
Jiang Lin said nothing and only looked at Old Man Wei.
Old Man Wei said: "He won't go."
"Yes." Liao Mingxu also has a cheerful temper. Being able to ask twice in a row is enough to prove that he values Jiang Lin.
"Brothers, we're back!" Dusi shouted.
Hundreds of troops came and left just as quickly.
After a while, it disappeared from sight with dust and arrogance. Only the headless corpse looked so sad.
No one will feel sorry for Dong Songchang, let alone feel pity for him.
All I can say is that he deserves to die.
But when they looked at Old Man Wei again, everyone's eyes were filled with awe and even fear. It wasn't until Old Man Wei had left for a long time that some people gradually began to breathe a sigh of relief.
Zhao Yankui walked to Jiang Lin with an extremely complicated expression.
Dong Songchang had been against him for so long, but he didn't expect to die like this.
"Master, will this cause trouble?" Jiang Lin asked.
Zhao Yankui smiled bitterly and said: "The third-rank military general took action. Even if His Majesty knew about it, he would not say anything, not to mention that they were from the border army. If the Secretary knew about it, he would only scold Dong Songchang for being blind and offending people who should not be offended. So. Lao Wei won't be in any trouble, but you and I..."
Zhao Yankui did not tell the whole story because he was not sure of the answer.
It stands to reason that Dong Songchang was killed by Liao Mingxu and had nothing to do with their master and apprentice.
But does Lin Yuansi think so too?
In other words, he felt that he couldn't afford to offend the border troops, so he implicated his anger on others?
"Take it one step at a time. If something goes wrong, doesn't the general think highly of you? Then you can hide in the Nanling camp. If you are lucky, you can live a few more years." Zhao Yankui said.
Jiang Lin was silent. He suddenly realized that he had only understood a little bit about the world until this year.
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I had always stayed at the blacksmith camp before, and although I encountered some trouble, it was nothing serious.
The arrival of Liao Mingxu made Jiang Lin understand one thing.
This world is much more dangerous than he imagined. In the eyes of many people, his own life may be worse than that of an ant.
The growing sense of crisis made Jiang Lin couldn't help but look up at Zhao Yankui and said, "Master, I want to learn quenching and sharpening!"
"Now?"
"Now!"
Zhao Yankui looked at the young man in front of him and seemed to understand something.
He waved to Blacksmith Qi and said, "Take someone to clean this up, and then go and inform the Foundry Department."
Blacksmith Qi looked at the body on the ground and nodded.
"Follow me." Zhao Yankui greeted, but instead of taking Jiang Lin to the blacksmith shop, he headed west.
Jiang Lin didn't ask what he wanted to do and followed him.
The master and apprentice walked to a room on the west side in silence. Zhao Yankui opened the door and went in first.
Jiang Lin followed closely and saw many iron barrels inside, as well as some bottles and cans placed on the shelves.
All kinds of smells hit his nose, which made him sneeze.
"There are many types of quenching, not just water. According to different iron tools, different materials, and different hammering techniques, quenching needs to be changed."
"A total of thirty-six commonly used quenching materials have been collected here, including water, oil, salt, soil, various plant juices, blood of birds and animals, bile, and venom. This bottle is the most precious, it is the body fluids of monsters and beasts. , can be tempered into high-grade weapons.”
Looking at the bottle Zhao Yankui pointed to, there was a jelly-like viscous liquid inside, which seemed to retain a certain amount of activity and squirmed a few times from time to time.
Jiang Lin keenly grasped a key word, Monster Mengqu.
In this regard, Zhao Yankui said nonchalantly: "It's not surprising. Do you think the people who expanded and conquered the Daqian Dynasty were the same people as us? Many mountains and dense forests are the territory of monsters. Fighting them is much harder than killing people. If you go out in the future, you must not go to sparsely populated places at will. The monsters will be killed and destroyed, and they may appear at any time.”
Jiang Lin was silent again. The world outside was indeed extremely dangerous.
In addition to war, there is also such thing as monsters.
"These thirty-six commonly used quenching materials are extremely versatile. The one we use the most is this bucket. We do this after the tempering is completed..."
Along with Zhao Yankui's explanation, a line of information floated across Jiang Lin's field of vision.
[You learned new knowledge and learned the introductory skills of quenching]
Jiang Lin blinked, and the information suddenly became complete.
[Skill 3: Tempering Lv1 (Proficiency 0/5)]
[Skill 5: Level 1 is completely reborn and can roughly determine the timing of quenching]
Jiang Lin looked at it intently. Sure enough, he had added new skills and related skills. He was only one step away from becoming a real blacksmith!
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