Chapter 54: Whose blacksmith is so brave (Second update, please follow up)
It can only be said that the frontier army's luck is really unexpected.
However, Han Shichuan looked excited, as if it didn't matter if he really got hit. Jiang Lin had to sigh in his heart that the frontier army was regarded as a madman, and it was not without reason.
Hearing that there was a competition, the sergeants who were training nearby also came over to join in the fun. Most of them were curious about Jiang Lin.
The person who can be accompanied by a third-grade general is just a little blacksmith?
On the other side, Fang Zhisheng had already led people to pull the weapons to the warehouse.
A soldier asked: "Master, guard, do you want to check it?"
They knew the identity of Old Man Wei, and as a courtesy, they could just send the weapons directly to the warehouse regardless of their quality.
Fang Zhisheng also had this intention, but considering that His Majesty intends to form a Tao-killing camp, there is no telling that their Nanling camp might also be transferred.
Out of caution, he said: "Then just take a look. As long as it's not a big problem, don't bother with it."
Fang Zhisheng naturally knew the quality of the mass-produced weapons from the Blacksmith Camp. They were quite average and not very good.
If you chop a few more people, the blade may curl up.
It’s not uncommon for someone with a slightly inferior quality to break up in a fight with the enemy, so I don’t take it too seriously.
The two soldiers untied the ropes, took out the weapons, placed them, and then inspected them one by one.
The two tried bows and arrows first. They were all commonly used one-stone bows. There was nothing to say about them, and they were of normal quality.
Then he picked up the spear and stabbed it at the wooden figure next to him, and it penetrated the wood for three points, which was quite satisfactory.
Then he picked up the long sword and long knife and slashed at the test stone beside him.
The noise continued, and Fang Zhisheng sat nearby, just waiting for the warehouse to close before leaving, not having much interest in weapons inspection.
At this moment, his ears suddenly heard a different sound.
The test stone at Nanling Camp is not particularly hard. It is softer than standard armor, but very thick.
Common swords can pass if they can cut into half an inch. After all, even the armor of heavy cavalry is not thicker than half an inch.
If it is deeper, it will be above grade.
Fang Zhisheng heard a clang, stood up and turned around to look, only to see a soldier pulling the long sword out of the test stone, and said happily: "Master Guard, this sword can actually cut into one inch, it is a top-notch weapon." ! ”
Fang Zhisheng came over in surprise and looked at the test stone first. It was indeed an inch deep mark.
He took the long knife and took a closer look. The surface was gray, but there was a slight flow of luster.
“It’s really a top-quality knife.”
Before Fang Zhisheng finished speaking, he heard another "crack" sound. He turned around and was surprised to see another long knife cutting into the body an inch deep.
There are actually two high-quality weapons here?
It is not unusual for a fifth-grade guard to have high-grade weapons. The waist knife he used was of the lower seventh grade, and the one in Liao Mingxu's hand was of the middle grade.
But these were all made by someone special or captured from the enemy.
Some of the weapons mass-produced by the blacksmith camp are actually high-quality. Having received so many weapons, this is the first time Fang Zhisheng has encountered them.
Looking at the untested swords on the ground, he suddenly became interested: "Test these carefully and see if any of them are of high quality!"
"Yes!" The soldier also picked up the new sword very excitedly. Ordinary soldiers rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with such a good weapon, and the ones they use on weekdays are not considered top-notch.
Following a burst of sounds, Fang Zhisheng got the answer after a moment.
Long swords, spears, bows and arrows are all ordinary, but only long knives, six out of thirty have reached the highest level.
Although it was not too much, it still surprised Fang Zhisheng.
Two soldiers came over and said flatteringly: "Master Guards, our weapons are quite old. Can we exchange them for two?"
Fang Zhisheng could see their thoughts at a glance and said: "If you want good weapons, just grab them yourself every month in the camp. Go ahead and don't bother me!"
Thirty long knives, one-fifth of them high quality, this southern blacksmith camp is really interesting. Is it possible that high-quality long knives are now worthless?
Or is it that the quality of the weapons of the South Blacksmith Camp has improved to this point?
If this is really the case, you have to have a good talk with the General to prevent it from being snatched away by several other camps.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Zhisheng ordered the two of them to store the six high-quality long knives separately, and then turned to look for Liao Mingxu.
The two soldiers locked the door of the warehouse, and when they saw that Fang Zhisheng had disappeared, they muttered angrily.
"Why don't we give six to each of us? This is not accommodating."
"It's strange that those who were killed by the border army know how to be accommodating. Speaking of which, the skills of this South Blacksmith Battalion are so superb? We also received weapons from the other three blacksmith battalions, but none of them are of high quality."
"Perhaps it was an accident and you brought weapons that shouldn't have been given to us?"
……
At this time on the training ground, Jiang Lin and Han Shichuan were standing in front of a stone mill.
This stone mill is not too big, but it weighs at least three hundred pounds. It would be difficult for ordinary people to pull it, let alone lift it.
Most of the sergeants who were watching held their upper bodies, pumped their fists and shouted: "Han Qianhu, don't lose to this kid."
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"Shut your stupid mouth, will I lose?" Han Shichuan glanced at Jiang Lin, snorted, and took the lead in reaching out his hands to grab Shi Nian's sides.
"Hey!"
With a loud shout, he used both arms to crush the stone and hug it whole.
He paused for a moment, then took a deep breath, planted his legs firmly on the ground, and raised the stone with force like veins protruding from his arms like earthworms.
"Good! As expected of Han Qianhu, he is as strong as an old cow!" Someone immediately clapped their hands and applauded.
Liao Mingxu looked away from Han Shichuan and glanced to the other side.
Jiang Lin was seen grabbing both sides of Shi Nian, his movements were neither hasty nor slow, his eyes were focused and deep.
Phew——
Jiang Lin breathed out gently, the breath was long and steady, and then his feet were slightly apart, shoulder width apart, and his legs were like ancient trees rooted in the earth, as stable as a rock.
He inhaled slowly, his chest rising and falling, and every breath seemed to be accumulating strength.
"Get up!"
With a low cry, an invisible force seemed to be awakened in the body. The muscles in both arms tightened instantly, like a tightened bow string. With a sudden force, the stone mill weighing more than three hundred kilograms lifted directly off the ground. rise.
However, the momentum didn't stop, and Jiang Lin took advantage of the momentum and raised it directly over his head. His movements were smooth and silky, as if the stone was crushing everything.
Liao Mingxu's eyes lit up. Han Shichuan's strength was already one of the best in Nanling Camp. It seemed that Jiang Lin was even better than him?
The sergeant who had originally applauded Han Shichuan was now filled with surprise.
Jiang Lin was tall and tall, but they didn't take him seriously.
A blacksmith only knows how to make iron, how can he compare with people like them who fight against each other all day long?
But now, these soldiers were not only dumbfounded, but at least frightened by the stone mill raised high.
Is this guy really a blacksmith?
Which blacksmith can lift a stone weighing more than 300 kilograms so easily?
Han Shichuan was also paying attention to the movements on Jiang Lin's side. Seeing how smooth he was, he raised the stone grinder and was equally surprised.
Liao Mingxu glanced over and hummed: "Han Shichuan, if you lose, you will need twenty big boards."
Han Shichuan was not afraid of being beaten, but the tone of the general's tone that he was going to lose made this man with extraordinary strength immediately angry.
He turned to Jiang Lin and shouted: "Boy, if you have the ability, just follow!"
After saying that, Han Shichuan actually held up the stone roller and took steps forward, as if he was about to run.
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