On the other side of the Black River Stream, Dian Wei looked at Cao Ji doubtfully.
When Cao Ji pulled Dian Wei aside and solemnly told Dian Wei that he wanted to make a knife and needed Dian Wei's help, Dian Wei was not surprised. He had already heard that Cao Ji was a blacksmith.
.It’s just that he didn’t think that Cao Ji was a great craftsman.
There is an essential difference between a blacksmith and a master craftsman.
Blacksmiths are found everywhere, but great ones are hard to find. Cao Cao has a lot of talents under his command. One of the blacksmiths includes almost all the famous craftsmen in Yuzhou, Yanzhou, and Qingzhou. But among so many craftsmen, none of them can be called...
The great craftsman Cao Ji is unknown. He is just an outstanding blacksmith. Of course, a great craftsman must have excellent knife-making skills, but he also needs to have imagination beyond ordinary people and unique methods that are unknown to others. The craftsman created by the great craftsman
Weapons can often be called magic weapons.
Dian Wei didn't think that Cao Ji had such ability...
It is normal to have such thoughts. If Cao Ji really had the skills of a great craftsman, he would have been won over by Liu Biao long ago. Even the Huang family of Jiangxia would not dare to touch them easily.
Cao Jiqi Ai Ai hesitated for a moment and said softly: "To be honest with brother Dian, my ancestors have made swords for three generations and have secret techniques passed down. But because my family has no roots, I dare not tell others easily. Brother Dian, you should know that if
If the news that I have a secret method passed down from my family spreads, people will definitely spy on me, and may even be jealous, or even have the secret method taken away... This is not a way to survive."
Dian Wei couldn't help but narrow his eyes!
Since ancient times, this knife-making technique has been promoted as mysterious and mysterious.
What about Ou Yezi, what about Mo Xie, generally speaking, they are all great craftsmen and masters who pass on the secret method.
And what exactly is this secret method?
Not well known...
For example, some people said that the general Mo Xie had to be sacrificed with blood. Later, it was also said that human boys and girls had to be sacrificed in order to forge the magic weapon.
If Cao Ji really has a secret method passed down from his ancestors...
Dian Wei couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and after pondering for a long time, he nodded slightly: "If you rely on your secret method, what kind of precious blade can you get?"
"Breaking three letters is as easy as turning the palm of your hand."
"That's the one who broke Sanzha..."
"Thirty!"
"ah?"
"I mean, within three months, I will create thirty magic weapons that can break Sanzha."
Cao Ji is an expert. In terms of pure forging technology, he has reached the peak. Now, he has acquired Cao Peng's steel filling method and double liquid quenching method, combined with his Cao family's unique bellows technology, he can make the furnace more powerful.
The temperature is about 300 degrees higher than that of an ordinary iron melting furnace.
Based on these, Cao Ji was confident enough to create a steel knife that could cut off three Zha.
Broken Sanzha is not actually a magic weapon, but it is hard to find.
The Jianshou sword used by the Han army can be regarded as a good sword if it can be broken into one piece. What's more, it can be mass-produced if it can be broken into three pieces?
Dian Wei couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
"If brother can really build thirty magic weapons that can break three zha, if you need anything, just let me know, and I will give you my fullest help."
Cao Ji nodded, "Only brothers can prepare a secluded place for me and have reliable people to assist me. Once I have the materials, I will inform my brothers later, so I can help you prepare them for me. As for the rest... I can handle it myself.
I wonder what my brother thinks?"
“It’s a deal!”
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, steelmaking technology developed greatly.
From the bronze wares of the Warring States Period, a complete set of iron casting techniques has gradually been developed. Among them, the stir-fried steel method and the steel-making method are the most famous.
However, whether it is fried steel or steel-making, they are both time-consuming and labor-intensive steel-making techniques.
A good sword takes one to two years to complete. Therefore, although the Zanshou sword was popularized during the Eastern Han Dynasty, it was not popular. In the army, most of them used spears and halberds.
restrictions, unable to occupy a dominant position in the military.
Dian Wei also knew that a good knife is hard to find.
If Cao Ji can really make thirty good swords that can cut off Sanzha in three months, he will definitely gain a firm foothold in Cao Cao's army.
Sometimes, Dian Wei also feels lucky. During the battle in Wancheng, he seemed to be a blessing in disguise. Not only did he get to know people like Cao Peng, Deng Ji and Wei Yan, but he also got a master swordmaker like Cao Ji. Dian Wei is straightforward, but he is not
It is said that he has no scheming. In fact, his ability to gain a firm foothold in Cao Cao's camp relies on Cao Cao's trust. But if one day, Cao Cao no longer trusts him...
After all, Dian Wei has no power of his own.
So he went everywhere to find people to fight with and made enemies on all sides. His purpose was to tell Cao Cao: I am a lonely minister and I am only loyal to you.
Deep down in his heart, Dian Wei still hopes to form a force of his own.
Maybe, Cao Ji's family...
Dian Wei couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
"Dian Xiaowei, Dian Xiaowei... something bad is going to happen, something is going to go wrong!"
A soldier came running over in a hurry.
Dian Wei did not know this man, but he knew that he was Man Chong's subordinate.
"Why are you panicking?"
"For some reason, Xiahou Junhou and Mr. Cao had a conflict, and the two sides started fighting over there!"
"ah?"
Dian Wei and Cao Ji were immediately shocked and ran over without saying a word.
"Old Wang, what exactly is going on?"
At this time, Cao Peng and Xia Houlan were standing in the field, surrounded by people. Even Deng Juye, Madam Hong, Zhang and Cao Nan ran out.
Wang Meng stood aside with a look of helplessness.
Dian Wei stepped forward and grabbed his arm, asking loudly.
"I don't know, I just heard that Xiahou drank too much and got into a fight with Ah Fu. Then the two of them got into a fight for some reason and even made a bet. Xiahou said that if he couldn't do it within three moves,
To subdue Ah Fu, he will become Ah Fu's retainer; Ah Fu said that if he can't deal with Xia Hou, then he will give Xia Hou a fortune... Hutou and the others can't persuade him no matter what. No, it's about to start!"
This involves a bet, so it's hard for Dian Wei to interfere.
If it was a business matter, he could still stand up and stop it; but now, it was obviously a personal grudge.
Xia Houlan's bet was not heavy! I think he was also a dignified military prince with a long song. He actually said the words that he would lose to Cao Peng and become a slave. He was already betting on his future. At this time, Dian Wei
If you stand up to stop it, it will do no good to either Xiahou Lan or Cao Peng.
In today's troubled times, what people value is heroism.
Even Dian Wei can't stop this gambling fight...
But, how could Xiahou and Afu come into conflict with each other in such a good way?
On the other side, Mrs. Zhang was obviously confused and kept calling for Cao Peng to come down.
Cao Peng slowly took off his clothes and moved his hands and feet. These days, although he was running around and working hard, Cao Peng did not miss his homework. On the contrary, after experiencing several killings, Cao Peng's martial arts skills were better than before.
He has to improve a lot. Especially his Tai Chi skills, which have become more mellow and sharp due to several killings, seem to have improved a lot compared to the beginning.
Cao Peng could vaguely guess what Xia Houlan was thinking.
Thinking about it, he was probably depressed because he had been suppressed for so long...
Taking a deep breath, Cao Peng assumed the starting position of Tai Chi.
In his heart, he was still a little nervous. Speaking of which, he had fought against people before, but he had never been in contact with serious masters like Xia Houlan. However, he had met Dian Wei and Wei Yan, and even met him early.
At the end of last year, I also experienced Wenpin’s skills.
The price is enough, but I haven't experienced it in actual combat yet.
Fighting with Wang Mai and Deng Fan are all games.
It was the first time I was fighting against a master who had reached the level of Yi Gu. It was inevitable that I would feel nervous.
But it was impossible for Cao Peng to retreat, and it was even less possible for Cao Peng to bow his head and admit defeat just because Xia Houlan was good at martial arts. The old martial artist in his previous life said that a warrior is strong and brave, and has a breath of awe in his heart, without fear of ghosts and gods. This tone,
It must not be let out, otherwise no matter how good your kung fu is, it will be of no use. As the saying goes: The brave will win when faced with a narrow road! This is the nature of a warrior.
Therefore, Tai Shigong said that chivalrous people use force to break the ban.
There is some truth in it...
Cao Peng looked at ease and said with a smile: "Xiahou, I have given you a chance. If you can really defeat me, I will guarantee you a great fortune, how about it?"
And Xia Houlan also woke up at this time.
A trace of regret suddenly arose in my heart, but I couldn't get off the tiger.
"Afu, kill him!"
"That's right, kill him...and let him lead your horse later."
Wang Mai and Deng Fan took a clear stand and cheered for Cao Peng.
Xia Houlan couldn't help but regret secretly. Cao Peng was just a child, and he was a powerful military lord. Even if he won, what would happen?
It’s probably impossible for anyone to cheer for him!
Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently scanned the crowd, and Xia Houlan trembled.
He saw Dian Wei and Dian Wei's gloomy face.
It’s over…
Xia Houlan complained secretly and became even more hesitant.
Of course he knew Dian Wei's love for Cao Peng. Today he took the initiative to stir up trouble, which was equivalent to a slap in the face of Dian Wei. With Dian Wei's temperament, how could he give him a good look?
The worries about gains and losses became more and more intense.
Hearing Cao Peng's faint words, Xia Houlan's breath became obviously disordered.
Fight!
He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Cao Peng, hearing the screams of Zhang and Cao Nan in his ears.
Cao Peng, however, was not in a hurry. He stepped diagonally in response to Xia Houlan's fists and feet, landed on his feet and turned his palms, then passed Xia Houlan and appeared beside him. He stretched out his hands with empty steps and landed lightly on Xia Houlan.
On Lan's shoulder and arm, he chuckled and said: "Xiahou, you are a little confused!"
Stepping empty-handedly and stomping your feet, your bones become strong.
The bone strength accumulated during the sixty days of Zhuang Gong showed extraordinary power at this moment.
Later generations of boxing pay attention to light and dark strength. Among them, the dark strength does not rely on the strength of the muscles, but on the strength of the bones. Cao Peng has not reached the level of Yi Gu, but this bone strength has been cultivated. Although it is not tyrannical,
But it was enough to make Xia Houlan suffer.
In the eyes of outsiders, Cao Peng just pushed Xia Houlan.
But in fact, Cao Peng used these palms to press down, and secret energy surged out. Xiahoulan's mind was already a little confused, so she was pushed out by Cao Peng, staggered, and almost fell to the ground. At the same time, Cao Peng
Peng used his dark strength to unknowingly bruise the muscles in Xiahoulan's shoulders and arms. What Xiahoulan relies on now is mainly the strength of his muscles, and the muscles in his shoulders and arms are also the main body of his strength. It's just that
, Xiahoulan didn't realize that he had fallen into Cao Peng's trap. After he stood firm, a burst of laughter sounded in his ears, and Xiahoulan's face suddenly turned red. Cao Peng's words were like needles.
It stuck in his heart, and his mind suddenly became even more confused.
"Xiahou, my strength is not comparable to yours, but you are no match for me."
"Shut up!"
Xia Houlan roared angrily and pounced on Cao Peng again.
This time, Cao Peng showed a solemn look, staggering and twisting his body, stepping on the yin and yang. Like an ape in autumn, he was spinning on the spot. Following Xia Houlan's offensive, he raised his hand and seemed to be unintentionally brushing it.
He moved, his palms closed together, and with a snap, he slapped Xia Houlan on the arm.
"I said, you may not be my opponent!"
Cao Peng said with a smile, shaking one hand slightly behind his back, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.
