Huo Quxie looked at the young man in front of him who was the same age as him in disbelief.
For a long time, in his mind, the person who could write such a poem as "Ten years of life and death is uncertain, without thinking, and will never forget it" should be an old man with a pale face.
After all, this poem is too old-fashioned. Without the accumulation of time, how could it have been written.
Chen Mu glanced at the young master who was riding a horse and hanging a sword, and immediately bowed and said: "I am the only one in Lihe Village, Chen Mu. If the general comes here... it should be me."
Then, the young general whispered a few words in his ear. Huo Quxie's expression changed, and he immediately dismounted and came to Chen Mu's side.
Chen Mu was paralyzed by the excited eyes, but facing this general, he did not dare to make any move.
To be able to become a general commanding tens of thousands of people at such a young age is to believe that he has an extremely powerful background, which is definitely not comparable to that of a gang leader like him.
Even Liu Si on the side couldn't help but frown. Although she was a peasant girl, she often heard about the strange and embarrassing things of these officials' children when she worked in the fields.
Couldn't he be... someone who specifically goes to the people to find a face?
But when everyone was confused, Huo Quxie clasped his hands and bowed fiercely to Chen Mu.
This scene can be said to shock everyone!
When both parties saw this scene, they were all startled!
Who would have thought that the current commander-in-chief of the Shu Army would salute Brother Mu?
Who would have thought that his general would bow to a peasant?
Even Chen Mu looked confused at this moment: "General, what are you..."
Huo Quxie stood up and smiled: "In ten years, life and death are blurred. Could it be that Mr. Wang has forgotten this poem?"
Hearing this, Chen Mu's face became more suspicious. Didn't Qi Zeguang buy this as a gift to the young master in Ba County? Even if Qi Zeguang's social skills were strong, it would be impossible for him to know this Shu army commander.
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This matter...is a bit complicated.
"Haha, can you sit down and give me a glass of water, and I'll tell you slowly, sir."
Chen Mu nodded, and then they both sent the two parties out of the courtyard, leaving only the general and Xia Hou in the courtyard to protect the safety of the leaders of both parties.
After Huo Quxie finished speaking about it, Chen Mu finally understood that the painting had gone through seven or eight hands.
In the end, it fell into the hands of Yizhou Mu's son. Unfortunately, Huo Quxie was recuperating here at that time. When the current prince came to visit, the prince lent it to him again.
Chen Mu really didn't expect that a sketch could make so many people from aristocratic families look up and nod.
Huo Quxie took the tea that Liu Si had brewed, and then said: "The war ahead is severe. Not long ago, because I made some mistakes, your Majesty took away the military power of Shuofang. But thanks to this painting, Mr. Long Yan was very happy."
, Just yesterday, His Majesty asked me to succeed as the commander-in-chief of the Shu Army. Although the Shu Army is far inferior to Shuofang in terms of combat effectiveness, it can at least go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, right?"
The Shuofang Army was originally bordering the Tatar border and had been burned, killed, and plundered by the Tatars for many years. However, this also inspired the blood and bestiality of the local people.
The local people's customs are fierce, and the combat effectiveness of the army ranks first among the four armies, almost belonging to the cutting-edge military force of the Long Xia Dynasty.
Compared to the Shu army, which was often beaten by prairie barbarians and had their heads scurrying around, there was undoubtedly an inverse ratio.
Chen Mu didn't look at Xia Hou's face, but he could see that the boy's fists were clenched. He was afraid that he had to beat him up violently, not caring about his identity.
This is the case for soldiers who have experienced a bloodbath. They would rather die with their heads held high than be humiliated in the slightest.
A person like Xia Hou has a very strong self-esteem, which is destined to make him extremely inferior and fragile in his heart.
Huo Quxie said this unintentionally, but it was undoubtedly like a sharp knife cutting Xiahou alive.
"Lin Qiye, what are you looking at while holding your broken knife?"
But while Chen Mu was deep in thought, Huo Quxie looked at his young general and asked.
The young general named Lin Qiye pointed to the gap in the sword: "General... our sword was lame when we were cutting against them just now."
"Don't you always brag to me...that this sword of yours cost a full ten taels of silver to make? Hiss..."
In fact, when Huo Wuxie first entered the hospital, he noticed that Chen Mu and others were holding very thin knives in their hands.
He has played with Lin Qiye's knife before. It is a bit too good for a peerless knife, but it is definitely not an inferior knife. To fight with such a thin knife, logically speaking, the opposite knife should be cut off. How...
When Chen Mu heard this, his face darkened, and he suddenly knew that Huo Wuxie had figured it out.
"Sir, can you lend me your guard's knife?"
"No!" Before Chen Mu could say anything, Xia Hou refused.
Chen Mu looked back and glared at him: "Stop the ink marks, show it to the general."
When Chen Mu spoke, Xiahou reluctantly handed over the knife.
When Huo Quxie took the knife, he felt the edge material of the knife carefully, and then couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a knife, come to Lin Qiye, let's try it!"
After that, the two stood up, both holding knives and intending to chop each other.
As for the result, Chen Mu had already tested it. Maybe Lin Qiye's sword was really better, but in the end it still made a big gap.
As for the gap on Tang Heng's blade, it was much smaller.
"General! Magical soldiers!"
Lin Qiye on the side was extremely excited when he saw this scene.
Huo Quxie looked at the knife in his hand with a burning look on his face. He had followed his uncle since he was a child and had always been interested in things like swords.
Even though there are swords made by famous folk craftsmen at home, compared with the sword in front of me, it is really far behind.
Whether it's bulkiness, sharpness, or appearance, it's all a few grades down.
Most of the knives used in the army are wide and simple knives. You can imagine what a good protection it will be if the entire army is equipped with such a light and sharp knife when the time comes to face that group of Tatars.
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At that moment, Huo Quxie asked eagerly: "Sir...which famous craftsman did you ask to make these knives?"
Chen Mu took a sip of tea and said, "I have nothing to do in my free time, so I made it."
"Sir, are you still a famous craftsman? These swords...are you really the one who made them?!"
Both Huo Quxie and Lin Qiye looked horrified at this moment.
Chen Mu blew the tea in the cup lightly and said calmly: "Haha, it's just a toy I made in my spare time."
After Chen Mu finished speaking, Xiahou immediately snorted and said proudly: "Brother Mu, who are you? Let alone this sword, Brother Mu also built a big stove. With the materials you have for this sword, Brother Mu
With just a few words in one day, you can produce several thousand kilograms!"
Xia Hou felt comfortable, and only Chen Mu took a sip of tea, and the next moment he squirted out.
It’s grandma’s, but I just wanted to pretend, but this guy is really good, he shook it all out for me!