Facing the disdainful looks of everyone, Li Shimin turned a blind eye.
This guy gave full play to his mentality of "as long as I am not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed." He said nonchalantly: "Well, keep drinking. What's next? Yes, yes, the generals are performing martial arts. Which one of my beloveds comes first?"
Li Shimin calmly returned to his post and handed the three works to Zhang Ananda calmly.
(When did this guy come back? Xia Yu was surprised.)
Zhang Ananda also disappeared in an instant without making a sound.
Everything seemed so natural, and everyone could only sigh to themselves with envy.
"Your Highness, a certain family is here first." Yu Chigong was the first to jump out. Just now, it was all the literati who were in the limelight, and he, a martial artist, couldn't hold it back.
"Okay, okay, let's see Jingde show off his power."
"Come here, get someone's steel whip."
One of Yuchi Gong's personal guards brought a pair of bamboo-jointed steel whips.
Xia Yu took a look and found that the whip was about seven to eighty centimeters long and three to four centimeters thick. It was completely black and seemed to be made of fine steel. It was estimated to weigh about twenty kilograms.
So light? Apart from being surprised, Xia Yu was a little disappointed.
In many novels, the weapons used by those powerful generals often weighed seven, eighty, or one or two hundred kilograms.
Yu Chigong's whip is a bit unsatisfactory.
I saw Yuchi Gong walking to the entrance of the tent, and some personal guards lifted up the large curtains so that everyone could see outside without any obstruction.
"Everyone, you are showing your shame."
Yuchi Gong roared, and whipped his body. The heavy whip shadow whizzed across and struck, and the fierce wind puffed up his robes, making a fierce sound.
Gradually, everyone felt whip shadows filling the sky and thunder rolling, almost engulfing Yuchi Gong's body.
"What a whip!" All the civil and military officials were knowledgeable and cheered.
Xia Yu couldn't help but asked Li Shimin: "Your Highness, General Yuchi's whip doesn't seem to be too heavy."
"The military advisor thinks it's too light?" Li Shimin was stunned: "Did you know that General Yuchi's whip weighs only 22 kilograms, making him the king of whips in the world?"
Xia Yu was surprised: "Isn't it? King Whip is so light? I heard in the legend that Xiang Yu's Overlord Spear and Guan Yu's Qinglong Yanyue Sword weigh easily one hundred and eighty kilograms."
"Phew!" Li Daoxuan burst out in joy after hearing this: "Military advisor, what legends are you talking about? They are all nonsense. I tell you, the average heavy weapons, such as long spears, meteor hammers, etc., do not exceed 20
catty."
"Those who can use weapons weighing more than 20 kilograms are all fierce generals with amazing power and legendary reputation. A certain man has a spear in his hand. The heaviest weapon in the world only weighs 28 kilograms!"
"Military advisor, His Royal Highness the Duke is right." Qin Qiong interjected with a smile: "Just like a certain person's cooked copper mace, which weighs 24 kilograms and is already the king of maces in the world. Although it is heavier than Jingde's whip, a certain person is single-handedly
Mace, he has a double whip, with different levels of difficulty."
Romance lied to me again!?
Xia Yu felt a little stupid, but persisted in saying: "All the generals are the most powerful generals in the world. Can you handle heavier weapons?"
"My silly strategist." Li Daoxuan looked helpless: "Being able to hold it and making it move are two different things! Just like Ru Gu, once you open your arms, you have the strength of five or six hundred kilograms, but I will give you five or six
Can you swing a weapon weighing a hundred kilograms? How many times can you swing it?"
"Yes, strategist, fighting is not a one-shot deal based on strength. The two armies are fighting from morning to night, so we have to consider how strong we are. If the weapon is too heavy, you will be exhausted if you can snatch it several times.
"Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly.
"It's pitiful. The weight in my hand is only 18 pounds. It's so embarrassing." Li Shiji said with a wink.
"Hey, a certain person's long sword only weighs twelve pounds, isn't that even more embarrassing?" Qiu Xinggong also joined in the fun.
All the generals burst into laughter. It was rare that the military advisors didn't understand, so they all started teasing him.
All the civil servants also smiled, feeling that Xia Yucai had now transformed from a god to a human being.
The romance mistaken me! Xia Yu was greatly embarrassed and quickly begged for mercy: "Yes, yes, generals, I know I was wrong, so I will show mercy."
The crowd burst into laughter again.
At this moment, Yuchi Gong finished a set of double whips, Xiong Jiujiu returned to the tent proudly, and said proudly: "Everyone, how do you like this whip technique?"
"It's just so-so." Cheng Yaojin looked disdainful: "Just now the military advisor said -"
When Xia Yu heard this, she quickly said: "I just praised Jingde for his whipping skills." He gave someone a warning look.
Cheng Yaojin chuckled and fell silent.
"Really? Thank you for the compliment, military advisor." Yuchi Gong didn't know why and was still in Da Le.
Everyone secretly laughed.
"Everyone, it's my turn, old Cheng." Cheng Yaojin shouted: "Come here, bring us some rice."
A soldier walked in majestically carrying a spear eight feet tall.
But I saw this tree. It was completely black, emitting metallic luster, and the tip of the huge tree was filled with cold light. It was really a giant tree filled with murderous intent.
Cheng Yaojin picked up the wine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then picked up the big glass and walked towards the outside of the tent.
Xia Yu was curious, so she asked everyone: "General Cheng's so powerful, how heavy is it?"
"Lao Cheng's tree, called Pingrong Pojun Tree, weighs twenty-four kilograms, which is only one pound lighter than a certain King Yu's Kaishan tree. It is considered rare."
Yuchi Gong chuckled, praising Cheng Yaojin on the surface, but actually he was praising himself.
Xia Yu said in surprise: "This tree looks so huge, why is it so light?"
"The military advisor doesn't know something," the old general Qu Tutong said with a smile: "Only the tip of this horse's spear is made of fine steel, but the pole is made of wood. If it were all made of fine steel, I'm afraid it would weigh one hundred and eighty kilograms. Even gods would use it.
Do not move."
"Wooden?" Xia Yu was stunned, it didn't look like it.
"It's said to be made of wood, but it's actually a composite pole." Qu Tutong explained: "First, choose the best eucalyptus wood as the base material. This wood is hard and tough and can withstand cutting with a knife."
"Then cut the tuscus wood into many pieces, soak them in tung oil repeatedly, and dry them. After half a year, the pieces are glued into long poles with raw glue."
"Then, apply raw lacquer, wrap it with fine hemp rope, then apply raw lacquer, and wrap it with kudzu cloth. Repeat this at least three times, and it will take about another year and a half before the pole is completed."
"At this time, the stem has a metallic luster when viewed, and there is a metallic echo when it is cut. It is continuous and does not crack. This can be regarded as a good horse stem."
"That's it." Xia Yu had seen it for a long time, but he didn't expect that it would take three years to make a horse!
However, although this thing is cumbersome to make and expensive, its armor-breaking power is just right. In front of Kuai Ma Changshang, any armor, even bright light armor, cannot be used as a frontal strike.
At this moment, the wind blew fiercely outside the tent, but Cheng Yaojin had already started dancing.
Cheng Yaojin is already tall and strong, as strong as a bear or a tiger, and with such a heavy weapon as a long spear, once it is deployed, it will be like a violent storm. The fierce wind roars like thunder, blowing sand and rocks on the ground.
The guards of King Qin at the tent retreated in shock.
"Okay!" There was cheering in the tent.
Although Cheng Yaojin is lazy and shameless, his martial arts skills are indeed very impressive. Looking at the world, he is considered to be a rare opponent.
Xia Yu looked envious in her heart. He probably would never think about such a strong man in his life.
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's method suddenly changed. It used to be orderly and methodical, but now it suddenly became erratic and crazy.
His posture was as if he was possessed by the God of Dionysus, and he was so drunk that he used all kinds of cloak and wind techniques.
"Not good!" Someone in the tent suddenly exclaimed: "Old Cheng is getting sick again."
As soon as these words came out, all the civil and military officials seemed to have been stabbed in a hornet's nest, their faces changed drastically, they all left their seats and fled to the tents on both sides.
In the chief position, even Li Yuanji fled as fast as a dog chased him away.
"..." Xia Yu couldn't help but be puzzled: What is going on?
He wanted to ask Li Shimin, but when he turned around, he saw King Xiao Qin's face was solemn and his body was tense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
Behind the two of them, there were several more guards of the King of Qin. They all held shields in their hands and looked nervous.
"Your Highness, this——"
What the hell is going on? Xia Yu was a little crazy. Just as he opened his mouth to ask a question, Zhang Anan suddenly shouted: "Strategy advisor, be careful!"
Ah, what are you careful about?
Xia Yu was looking at a loss, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Cheng Yaojin, who was in the mood for dancing. He suddenly let out a loud shout, and threw it with a big bang in his hand. It shot into the tent like a flying fairy from the sky, and went straight to the tent without hesitation.
Summer rain is coming.
That posture was as if he wanted to take the general's head from the crowd of thousands of troops!
My mother!
Xia Yu was immediately frightened out of his wits. How had he seen such a formation before?
At the critical moment, Zhang Anan held a shield, took two steps forward, and tried his best to block Xia Yu.
"boom!"
In the midst of lightning and flint, the powerful and heavy Changsha with terrifying inertia hit the shield heavily.
In just an instant, the shield exploded into countless fragments. Zhang Anan knocked back and knocked Xia Yudai to the ground, who was stunned with fear.
"Military advisor!" everyone in the tent exclaimed.
A large group of people swarmed up and came to help Xia Yu.
Xia Yu was hit so hard that stars appeared in her eyes and she almost lost her breath. She finally came over and finally said in shock: "I, I'm not dead!?"
"No. No." Li Shimin hurriedly consoled him: "The attack just now was blocked."
Only then did Xia Yu see Zhang Nan sitting slumped aside, his face pale and the corners of his mouth bleeding. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured by this fly from outside the sky.
"Manager Zhang, thank you so much." Xia Yu thanked Mo Ming, who was so scared that he peed just now.
"You're welcome, military advisor, this is what a slave should do." Zhang Anan smiled a little ugly.
Suddenly, Xia Yu thought of the culprit. He suddenly jumped up and yelled: "Cheng Yaojin, you bitch, can't you murder me? Come and die."
Everyone looked at the tent, and something shocking happened: when Cheng Yaojin threw a handful of wine, he was so drunk that he fell down and fell asleep.
Everyone: "..." Damn it, Lao Cheng, you have caused such a big disaster, how can you still sleep?
Xia Yu went crazy and was so angry that she couldn't even speak: "This, this, this bastard——"
"Don't be upset, military advisor." When Qin Qiong saw something was wrong, he quickly defended his brother: "Old Cheng loses control easily when he drinks too much. We have been frightened by him many times. It's not that he has any bad intentions."
"Yes, yes, I just saw him drinking one bowl after another, drinking very happily."
"This guy is a drunkard. He will kill himself when he drinks. Military advisor Haihan is like that."
All the generals also talked a lot, helping Cheng Yaojin to intercede.
When Xia Yu heard this, she immediately said: Damn it, you all knew something was wrong, so you bullied me, a newcomer.
He was so full of anger that he couldn't vent it, and it almost made him explode.
At this moment, Li Shimin had a dark face and yelled: "Come here, please take this bastard back to your tent quickly, it's embarrassing!"
Several guards of the King of Qin carried the dead culprit and flew away.
"The military advisor is frightened!" Li Shimin turned his head and said angrily: "Tomorrow, I will let this bastard apologize to you. If you don't give him a hard blow, it will never be over."
Xia Yu: "..." He is not a fool. Li Shimin was obviously trying to excuse Cheng Yaojin, thinking that big things would be reduced to trivial matters.
However, what can you do if you are a drunkard and make an unintentional mistake?
"Thank you, Your Highness." Someone gritted his teeth and reluctantly agreed.
It almost killed someone, but no one had the intention to drink anymore, so they could only break up and end it hastily.
