Chapter 1 Arms

"Drink! Ha! Kill! . . . "

On the training ground, thousands of soldiers dressed in armor, armed with knives, guns, bows, arrows and shields formed a series of formations, slashing and shooting under the scorching sun.

A masculine atmosphere mixed with a strong smell of sweat permeated the playground, making people feel blood spurting and unable to restrain themselves.

Not far from the military training ground, at the outermost part of a row of houses, a half-sized man stared at the thousands of soldiers in the field practicing with ease, with envy flashing in his eyes.

Suddenly, behind him, a big hand reached out and grabbed his neck.

"Hey, old man, take it easy, it hurts..."

"Hmph, now you know it hurts? I asked you to forge iron, but you came here to watch the practice. Do you want my old man to do it for you?"

The young man shivered tremblingly, and quickly said: "Old man, it's my fault, please don't!"

An old man with half-white hair grabbed the boy by the neck, lifted him up, turned a few turns, and entered a house.

"Ouyang Ming, I know you want to join them. But, you are not good enough now!" The old man waved his hand, threw him into the house, and said, "Think about it when you grow up!"

Ouyang Ming grinned and rubbed the sore neck, and said, "Master, I have grown up!"

"You?" The old man gave him a contemptuous look and ignored him. He reached out and took out a broken knife from the corner. It was a saber, but it was broken at the handle, and it was scrapped.

The old man looked east and west with the broken knife. After a long while, he aligned the broken knife and placed it on a platform. Afterwards, he let out a soft drink, rubbed his hands together a few times, and suddenly a burst of fire appeared, covering the fractured area.

Ouyang Ming's eyes suddenly widened. He carefully stood up straight and watched silently, not even daring to make any noise.

Although the old man scolded and kicked him, Ou Yangming knew that in this barracks, only this humble old man was the one who really treated him well.

After a full burn of incense, the old man let out a long breath and withdrew his hand. Some sweat stains were faintly visible on his forehead, but when the flames dissipated, the broken saber on the platform had already been connected.

Ouyang Ming strode forward, picked up the general saber, looked at it carefully for a while,

He clicked his tongue, and said: "Old man, you are amazing! This connection is really seamless. Hehe, in this barracks, you are definitely like this!" He gave a thumbs up and shook it hard a few times .

A smug smile flashed across the old man's face, and he suddenly said: "How, do you want to learn?"

Ouyang Ming sighed and said, "Of course I want to learn, but I don't have the chance..."

The technique used by the old man is a secret technique in the army, the weapon forging method bestowed by the imperial court, which is not something that ordinary people can covet at all.

Ouyang Ming was originally an orphan, and he grew up eating a variety of meals in the village. By chance, he entered this barracks as a helper, but met the same lonely old man, and learned forging skills from him. However, ordinary crafts are easy to learn, but this kind of ammunition is elusive.

The old man smiled, with a rather smug expression, and said: "By the way, you take this knife to Zhang Yinfan, he has something to look for you."

Ouyang Ming frowned, and said, "I'm not going! That miser, he must have no good looking for me!"

The old man stared, kicked over, and said, "Why don't you go quickly?!"

Ouyang Ming avoided the kick deftly, and shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, as ordered." He took the repaired saber and ran away in a hurry.

Behind him, the old man shook his head and sighed: "I don't know if I can change this lazy temperament in the future. Hey, let's go, I hope he has this opportunity."

Ouyang Ming came to the back of the barracks in three steps and two steps in parallel. That Zhang Yinfan was also a force in the army, and he was a money and food officer in charge of logistics. Although it is not a full-time job, it is also one of the deputy jobs with real power.

When he came to the rear camp, Ouyang Ming handed over the general knife to the account. Just as he was about to speak, the officer in charge of the account said with a smile: "Your boy is finally here. Mr. Zhang has ordered you to go in quickly."

Ouyang Ming responded and entered the back camp, but he felt a little uneasy.

Because he really couldn't figure out how a big man like Zhang Yinfan would seek out such a nobody like him.

Entering a house, a middle-aged man inside raised his head. He was a white-faced scholar with a feminine aura, which seemed incompatible with the masculinity of the army.

"Master Zhang, are you looking for a villain?" Ouyang Ming asked respectfully, bending over.

Zhang Yinfan nodded and said, "You are Ouyang Ming, sit down." He even poured a cup of tea for Ouyang Ming himself.

Ouyang Ming was surprised and delighted, this Yinfan was already an unattainable figure in his eyes. But today he was so kind, which made him more and more uneasy.

"Ouyang Ming, what's your relationship with Old Craftsman?" Zhang Yinfan asked abruptly.

Ouyang Ming was startled, and quickly said: "The villain is a helper under the old craftsman's command, doing odd jobs for the old man."

"Oh, is it just a helper?" Zhang Yinfan's eyes sparkled, as if he didn't believe it.

Ou Yangming quickly swore and swore, "The villain is indeed a helper. If you don't believe me, just ask. If you deceive me, the villain is willing to die under the knife."

Zhang Yinfan finally calmed down and smiled: "So that's the case." He pondered for a moment, and said: "Ouyang Ming, I have a discussion with you, I wonder if you would like it?"

Ouyang Ming stood up and said cautiously, "My lord, what are your orders?"

With a friendly smile on Zhang Yinfan's face, he said: "Ouyang Ming, it's been hard work for you to follow the old craftsman. Hehe, I wonder if you would like to come to my Qianliang camp?" He said slowly, "If you are willing to come, I would The officer will protect you as an official soldier."

Ouyang Ming suddenly raised his head, his face was full of disbelief.

Looking at his expression, Zhang Yinfan nodded with satisfaction, and said, "The old craftsman found you an errand, but in my opinion, this errand is not suitable for you." He clapped his hands lightly, and a A young man with a handsome face and about the same age as Ouyang Ming came out from the inner room.

"This is Zhang Hanyu, my nephew." Zhang Yinfan said coldly, "Later, I will bring you to meet some superiors, and you rejected that assignment in front of them, and recommended Hanyu to take over, understand? ?”

Ouyang Ming is not very old, but he is not the kind of ignorant and ignorant person. More than ten years of lonely life has taught him a lot.

This was not a blessing at all, but Zhang Yinfan made it clear that he wanted to plunder the benefits!

Seeing Ouyang Ming muttering nothing, Zhang Yinfan's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "You are a servant under the old craftsman, and you are also under my jurisdiction. Hehe, if you don't obey orders, you should know what will happen to you, right?"

Ouyang Ming's face was unpredictable, and he could naturally hear the strong sense of threat in these words.

Zhang Yinfan said with a cold face, "Think about it clearly, if you listen to me, I will not only keep you as an official soldier, but also reward you with a hundred taels of silver. If you don't listen..." His voice Gradually getting smaller and thinner, the temperature of the whole room seemed to drop a bit.

Ouyang Ming's heart shuddered, he felt a slight pain in the skin of his body, and immediately knew that Zhang Yinfan had murderous intentions.

He was terrified, fell to the ground, and immediately shouted: "The little man obeys, and is willing to obey the orders of the adults!"

Only then did Zhang Yinfan's face soften, he pulled Ouyang Ming up, patted the dust off his clothes himself, and said: "Okay, I appreciate such a young man the most. Remember your promise, Come with me."

Ouyang Ming obediently followed Zhang Yinfan together with Zhang Hanyu.

Along the way, he took a peek at that Hanyu's face was full of excitement, and there was an unconcealable ecstasy in his eyes.

Ou Yangming was complaining in his heart, Old Craftsman, is the job you got me a blessing or a curse...

After a while, they had arrived at a house in the back camp.

In the inner hall, there was an old man in brocade clothes sitting leisurely. Seeing Zhang Yinfan, he stood up, laughed and said, "Master Zhang, you brought him here."

Zhang Yinfan respectfully said: "Returning to my lord, this official has brought Ouyang Ming here." He stretched out his hand to touch Ou Yangming, and said: "My lord, this official has already informed Ou Yangming of this matter. Dare to accept it. Therefore, I want to give this opportunity to a friend."

"Transfer a friend?" The corner of the brocade-clothed old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Zhang Yinfan with a half-smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Zhang Yinfan felt chills in his heart, and hurriedly said: "My lord, you and my brother are ministers in the same palace. My brother often mentions you to the subordinates, praises you for being stern and selfless, and knows everything from the bottom of the eye. Let the subordinates learn a lot from you."

The old man in brocade clothes was startled, he hesitated for a moment, finally sighed softly, and said: "I am here on the order of the imperial court, and I am also performing my duties. As long as everything is in accordance with the rules, I will do it according to the rules."

Zhang Yinfan was happy, and said: "Yes, Your Excellency is wise!" He turned around and said, "Ouyang Ming, this is Sir Hu from the Imperial Inspection Department, hurry up and meet him!"

Ouyang Ming responded tremblingly, and said, "I've met Mr. Hu."

The old man in brocade clothes smiled and said, "My inspector, Hu Yicheng, what's your name?"

Ouyang Ming slandered in his heart, didn't he ask this question knowingly, but he said respectfully: "The villain is fighting Ouyang Ming with weapons, Master Hu is safe."

Hu Yicheng nodded lightly, and said: "Okay, I'm asking you, are you unwilling to accept the arms, and pass this opportunity to him?" He glanced at Zhang Hanyu who was behind Zhang Yinfan, and asked slowly.

Zhang Hanyu's eyes lit up immediately, and the muscles on his body even tensed slightly.

All along, this handsome young man had a calm appearance, and it was only at this moment that he really showed his nervousness.

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