"Look, is there a cave here?" the Huo family disciple asked excitedly.
"Damn, are you so smart?" Chen Ze looked at the three of them in surprise.
"Don't worry about how we know it. Hurry up and let's go in and investigate first." The disciple of the Huo family urged.
Chen Ze nodded, and then he and several Huo family disciples walked through the dense grass and entered the cave entrance.
It was pitch black in the cave, and you could not see your fingers. However, for the cultivators, the darkness was not a problem at all. Chen Ze could barely discern the direction with his extraordinary eyesight.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Chen Ze and others finally arrived at their destination, which was a wide underground cave.
There is a meandering river hundreds of feet long at the bottom of the cave.
“Holy shit!!”
After everyone saw the river, they all screamed in fright. They never expected that there was a skeleton hidden in the middle of the river.
This skeleton is relatively well-preserved. Except for the bluish-gray color of the bones, the body is well-proportioned and strong. The skin of the body is still plump and elastic, not as skinny as bones that have been exposed to the outside all year round.
There is a necklace hanging on the left side of the skull's neck. The pendant of the necklace is engraved with a character. The character Chen Ze recognizes is 'shit' in English.
Chen Ze guessed that the skeleton should be a historical figure from a certain country in China.
Chen Ze squatted down and observed the skeleton carefully, trying to decipher these strange characters.
It’s a pity that Chen Ze is not an archaeologist or a scientist who studies history. After watching it for a few seconds, he didn’t want to read any more.
The three disciples of the Huo family also looked closely at the skeleton, as if they wanted to understand the meaning of the skeleton.
"I can't understand it!"
"Me too!"
"Which of you knows this character?" The disciple of the Huo family asked helplessly.
“I know it, it’s called fn.” Wang Wenyun replied.
"fn? What does this mean?" the Huo family disciple asked in confusion.
Wang Wenyun did not answer, but looked up at Chen Zemiao.
When Chen Ze heard what Wang Wen said, he felt guilty and wondered if this skeleton had something to do with him? Chen Ze carefully recalled the history he was familiar with in his previous life.
"I remembered, this is ancient Roman, my grandfather taught me." Chen Ze suddenly remembered a memory.
The ancient Roman Empire was established in 1861. It was a protracted war. During that war, the Roman Emperor Francois Standing IV discovered a mural in his palace. The mural shows a group of people wearing armor.
Soldiers riding horses and carrying arrows galloped on the grassland. After the last soldier shot the spear in his hand, they turned into bubbles and disappeared.
The mural ended, the cavalry in the mural also disappeared, and the only thing left on the mural was a horse.
This is a very simple mural, but it contains a lot of mysteries. In the eyes of the ancient Romans, this mural was a historical book with more symbolic meaning than substance, because the mural described It is an ancient military training model.
This set of training methods has also been used in Europe, but they were all used by ordinary armies and could only be used for short-range charges. They were not suitable for long-distance operations and required Enough courage.
In ancient European military training, every night, soldiers had to face harsh military assessments. If they failed, they would be punished. If they passed successfully, they would receive rewards, and these rewards were armor weapons. and food.
The nobles of ancient Europe also imitated this training method, but later the nobles of Europe gradually forgot about it.
However, the Roman royal family has always retained this set of military training. After all, the Romans are the only nation in Europe that inherited from the ancient Roman Empire. They have their own pride and beliefs.
Chen Ze searched the memories in his mind and found that the real historical records did contain such a thing. Chen Ze had looked up this document on the Internet, but because it was too extensive, Chen Ze only translated part of it. , it can only be determined to be a training method called "cavalry". It's just that Chen Ze didn't expect to see the cavalry under such circumstances, and that they would be buried in such a cold and damp cave.
"Don't you think it's a little creepy? Are we in hell?" Xu Jie asked, trembling.
Chen Ze did not speak, but walked straight towards the skeleton.
"Hey...what are you doing!" The Huo family disciple hurriedly grabbed Chen Ze.
"Let go, I want to see if he is still breathing." Chen Ze said.
Hearing this, the other two people quickly let go of their hands and stepped aside.
Chen Ze stood in front of the skeleton and checked it carefully. He found that the skeleton was no longer breathing, and only the skinny body was left lying on the stone slab.
Chen Ze gently pushed the skull, but the skull did not move at all.
"Old Chen, this thing must have rotted long ago, right?" Yao Xin couldn't help but complain.
"Well, it probably stinks." The Huo family disciple agreed.
Chen Ze frowned and shook his head to reject the two people's statement, "I don't think so. Look, is there a rope tied to its arm?"
Chen Ze's words made everyone look at the skeleton again. right arm.
"It seems true." said the Huo family disciple.
"That rope should be worn by people, but I don't know who it is worn by?" Liu Liang said.
Chen Ze picked up the sheathed long sword on the ground, pulled out the long sword, and found that the long sword was made of iron, not steel.
The long sword is completely black and exudes a faint luster. The blade is stained with rust. It looks ordinary at first glance. But holding the long sword, Chen Ze always feels that this sword is different from ordinary iron swords. The sword is different.
"You two come here to help."
Chen Ze called the Huo family disciples and Wang Wenyun to come over to help. Chen Ze was going to cut the long sword into pieces and then see what was inside. There is a treasure in this long sword. Although Chen Ze is not short of money, only a fool would do this if he has money but does not want to make money.
"Are you sure this is made of iron?" The Huo family disciple was a little hesitant. After all, this was in the wild. It would be terrible if the long sword was damaged.
"Sure!" Chen Ze said firmly.
After Chen Ze said that, he thrust the tip of his sword into the soil inside the sarcophagus.
The moment the sword pierced the soil, the three disciples of the Cui family stared at the sword with wide eyes.
“Ding~”
A clear sound came from the sarcophagus, and the disciples of the Huo family and others were immediately happy. As they expected, the long sword worn by the owner of the tomb was buried in the ground. After the erosion of time, the long sword became rusty. Spots, even broken.
At this time, Chen Ze pulled out the long sword inserted into the soil.
When he saw the blade of the sword, Chen Ze was shocked. It was a magical weapon that could cut iron like mud, but it was now rusty and broken.
But even so, the power of this sword was still terrifying. The three disciples of the Huo family invariably stepped back several meters when they saw the sword being pulled out.
“What a sword!” Chen Ze couldn’t put it down and stroked the blade of the sword. However, the blade of the long sword was so sharp that Chen Ze’s palm was scratched. (End of chapter)