Chapter 1 Frontier

Maple Country, a borderland.

Yellow sands are flying everywhere, and it is a place where you will be filled with sand and wind as soon as you open your mouth.

In a tent of the border army, the rhythmic sound of metal collisions continues to be heard.

Ding! Dingdang! Dingdang!

Inside the tent, the scorching hot stove reflected the boy's resolute and upright face very red.

Bang!

With the fall of the last hammer, the long spear that he had been forging for nearly half an afternoon was finally close to completion.

"Li Erniu, is my long spear finished?!" Outside the tent, a rough roar resounded, and it was known that he was a rough man by the sound.

Li Erniu, whose real name is Li Qing, has two cows at home and an older brother, so people in the military camp like to call him Erniu.

Li Qing exhaled lightly and responded: "It's just a matter of quenching. Wait a minute, centurion!"

As he said, Li Qing picked up the heavy long spear with both hands and slowly immersed the sharp end into the water tank.

Hiss!

A large amount of steam rose up, and soon many bubbles gurgled out of the water surface.

After a while, Li Qing took the long spear out of the water, and the sharp end on it was reflecting the cold light at this moment.

[Successfully forged a common weapon: fine iron war spear, reward of five months of life! ]

There are fewer and fewer. It seems that in addition to common weapons, there should be more powerful weapons.

Li Qing looked at the text message in front of him that only he could see, and the number that was counting down, and sighed silently in his heart.

After a quick glance, Li Qing took the forged war spear and walked out of the tent.

Lifting the curtain, he saw a burly man standing outside, with thick black beard on his chin and lips.

"Captain Chen, why don't you come in and wait, it's so windy outside!" Li Qing showed a simple smile and handed the long spear out.

Chen Meng joked, "It's so hot in your tent, who would want to go in there?"

As he spoke, Chen Meng took the heavy spear, felt the weight of the weapon, and the residual heat, and then laughed.

"Hahahaha, not bad, not bad, it won't take long for you to master this skill! You're improving so fast!"

Chen Meng waved the spear twice in the air, full of momentum.

"Captain Chen, you have great martial arts!" Li Qing praised sincerely, and his eyes couldn't help showing envy.

This spear that he could barely lift with both hands, but the other party could actually wield it with one hand, and such strength really made him envious.

"Don't flatter me, you work hard, and try to learn all the skills of Master Gu. Master Gu is old now, and you will take over his position in the future."

After speaking, Chen Meng left Li Qing's tent with the spear, but he couldn't help showing an extremely arrogant smile on his face.

Almost laughed his mouth off!

Watching Chen Meng's back as he left, Li Qing slowly retreated into the tent that was like a steamer, and carefully pulled the curtain to prevent the wind and sand from blowing in.

"Huh! It's been seventeen years!"

Li Qing sat on the ground, leaning against the iron rack where the weapons were placed, picked up a black rag and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sighed.

It has been seventeen years since he came to this world in a daze. After crossing over, he originally wanted to come up with some strange ideas to make some money, and then marry three or five wives, and live a sloppy and ordinary life.

But he didn't expect that when he was ten years old, he could suddenly see a line of numbers.

It took him several years to finally confirm that this line of numbers represented his life span.

In Li Qing's previous life, he never thought that slowly aging and dying was a terrible thing, until he could clearly see that his life began to count down, and it started from a short number like fifty-four.

He panicked!

He was still only a teenager, and he couldn't accept the fact that he was a short-lived ghost.

As he grew older, the number became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more certain that this line of numbers represented his life span, which means that if there were no other major changes in his life trajectory, he could only live to his sixties!

Fortunately, all this can still be changed. When he was forcibly conscripted into the army to become a blacksmith last year, he suddenly discovered that he could increase his life span as long as he forged a weapon.

From the beginning, forging an iron sword casually could increase his life span by one year, to now successfully forging a common weapon can only increase his life span by five months.

Now the line of numbers in front of Li Qing has become 142!

Li Qing looked at the string of numbers 142 and couldn't help but grin with satisfaction.

Yes, that is to say, as long as he has no illness or disaster in this life and does nothing, he can live to nearly 160 years old!

What an amazing number!

You know, in this era, a normal person's life span of 60 or 70 years is already very good, and 80 years old is considered a long-lived old man!

Just when Li Qing was complacent about his relatively long life, there was a commotion outside the tent.

"Quick! Doctor, find a doctor! Call the doctor over!"

The originally peaceful military camp was suddenly disturbed by this urgent exclamation.

Li Qing heard the noise and immediately stood up, hurriedly lifted the curtain and went out to check what was going on.

He squinted his eyes and saw three or four people in front of him, each carrying a wounded soldier and hurried back.

Soon, more and more people came out of the tent.

"What happened?"

Chen Meng, who had just got a weapon, rushed out of the martial arts training ground quickly, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Captain Chen, horse thieves, we encountered horse thieves!" A soldier carrying a wounded soldier answered hastily.

"Horse thieves?" Chen Meng's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and then anger emerged in his eyes.

"Damn it, these horse thieves are really bold, they dared to attack my Wu Li army!"

Li Qing ignored their discussion, but stared at the injuries on the soldiers.

Several sharp arrowheads almost pierced their bodies, and a large area of ​​blood soaked the clothes under the leather armor, which looked very dazzling.

It is basically impossible to save this injury.

"Gulp!"

Li Qing couldn't help swallowing his saliva. His face looked a little pale and his body was shaking involuntarily.

He had been at the border for nearly a year and a half, and this was the first time he saw a wounded and dying soldier.

For such a long time, the border had actually been quite peaceful. Although there were frictions with the neighboring Liang State in the past, there was no real war. Both sides were very restrained.

However, the place where he was was still the border.

Although there had been no war for a long time, would peace really last forever?

If there was no war, why would so many troops be stockpiled at the border?

You know, horse thieves usually kept to themselves and the border troops. Today's attack was a bit sudden. I just don't know if there was any other unusual meaning in it.

Li Qing didn't want to continue watching. He silently returned to his blacksmith shop and sat down next to the iron rack where the weapons were placed again. His body still couldn't stop shaking.

No!

Although being a blacksmith in the army can earn a lot of life, if a war breaks out, this place is the most dangerous place!

The life earned by forging weapons refers to how long he can live, but if he is killed during this period, what is the use of a long life? !

He is just a blacksmith. Although he has a little strength, his ability to protect himself in the face of war is almost zero.

Got to go!

Got to leave the border as soon as possible!

This is the only thought in Li Qing's mind now.

"I am so naive."

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