Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 672
Nearly [-] soldiers shouted hoarsely, and it lasted for a long time before it slowly subsided under Liu Hongjian's gesture.

Zhu Cihong looked excitedly at the group of soldiers who were obviously exhausted and covered in mud. He wanted to say something to boost morale and show the mighty grace of the emperor.

But he found that his mind went blank, it was not the same as facing all the officials in the court, where he didn't need to say anything in the court, those courtiers seemed to be able to speak better than him, and they always talked endlessly.

The soldiers in front of him made him feel familiar yet unfamiliar. He knew that the cries of these soldiers were from the heart, as could be seen from their eyes and clenched fists hysterically.

They are in awe of the imperial power, they are eager for military exploits and glory, and all the soldiers, including the teaching staff, bow their heads respectfully, waiting for his instructions.

Time passed by every minute and every second, but it seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

Liu Hongjian felt that Zhu Cihong had stage fright, and when he was about to step forward to save the scene, Zhu Cihong spoke.

"Reward!" Zhu Cihong's voice was high, but he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his chest.

Pfft——Liu Hongjian almost fell to the ground.

Dare to hold back such a long meeting, just remembered such a word.

After the emperor spoke, the guards behind the high platform couldn't be indifferent, so they stopped leaning, and four big Han generals came over carrying a long table.

The table was covered with yellow brocade, and there was something bulging under the brocade.

The soldiers below stared at the table, guessing what was on the table. A few knowledgeable soldiers even licked their lower lips. Could the things bestowed by the emperor be worse?

Even the cabinet ministers and officials from the six ministries began to whisper to each other, discussing what was on the table, because they hadn't seen it when they came, and they hadn't heard of any rewards prepared by the emperor.

Fang Yuegong, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and Ni Yuanlu, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, looked at each other and each saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Now the influence of the cabinet is getting weaker and weaker. It seems that the emperor is also deliberately weakening the cabinet. This is definitely not a good sign .

The answer to the question was obviously not in the soldiers' guesses. Zhu Cihong didn't keep the soldiers waiting too long, and took a step forward and lifted the yellow cloth off the table.

Under the sunlight, five long knives suddenly appeared on the table. The knives were more than three feet long, and the whole body was silvery white. The handles of the knives were made of rosewood and wrapped with gold threads.

Those who are knowledgeable can see that the shape of this knife is like a goose feather knife, and when they look closely, they can find that there seem to be scale-like patterns on the blade, which shines coldly under the sunlight.

"This knife is a new type of war knife developed by ordnance under my personal supervision. It cuts iron like mud!
Come on, get the knife! "Zhu Cilang picked up a saber from the table, and rushed to the soldiers behind him to ask for an ordinary Ming-style saber.

The soldier stood in front of the table with his sword raised, and the ministers who were too close to the table hurriedly got up and retreated. Everyone knew what the emperor of Ming was going to do.

Zhu Cilang glanced at the raised new saber, took a deep breath and swung it at the flat sword.

With a bang, the standard saber snapped in two, and there was a buzzing sound of clashing sabers in the air.

Looking at Zhu Cihong again, the new saber in his hand is still intact, but it looks sharper under the sun.

"Okay!" The soldiers below couldn't help shouting.

Deng Hu and Le Shulu's eyes lit up immediately. A good knife on the battlefield means that more enemies can be killed, and it also means that the chance of survival will increase. Maybe the officials think it's nothing, but in the eyes of the soldiers In his eyes, there is nothing better than having such a good knife for self-defense.

What's more, this knife was bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor himself!

Deng Hu and Le Shulu liked the strangely shining new sword in front of them very much. As the commanders of the red and blue sides, they were full of expectations.

Zhu Cihong used too much force just now, and after cutting off the standard saber, he was driven by inertia and almost slashed the saber in his hand to the ground. Even so, his face still couldn't hide his excitement.

"This knife is made of fine steel, and it has added rare metals. The pattern on the knife body is formed naturally during forging." Seeing that Zhu Cihong was still a little excited, Liu Hongjian walked forward and picked up a war knife and introduced it.

This rare metal was also recently refined by the Ordnance Institute. Liu Hongjian named this metal manganese.

The development of converter steelmaking not only improves the strength of steel, but also enables the production of metals that could not be refined by using coke as a medium, and manganese is one of them.

The fine steel is mixed with a certain proportion of manganese, and after several days of repeated tempering by the blacksmith, the blade will gradually form a scale-like pattern, and the blade is also extremely sharp.

If there was a San present at this time, he would definitely yell, what the hell, isn't this our Damascus steel?
In fact, this is true. The main source of manganese is India, but most of India is black manganese ore, and the swords produced by Gu are also silver-black.

"There are five knives in total, and each knives have a serial number, even the name of the blacksmith, and the six characters made in the first year of Taishun. Only the most fearless warriors are qualified to wear this knives." Liu Hongjian said in a deep voice. .

After hearing Liu Hongjian's explanation, the eyes of all the soldiers became brighter.

The most fearless warrior is a hero, a hero of the Ming Dynasty, who would not want to be a hero in the hearts of the people, Deng Hu glanced at Le Shulu, and that kid started gearing up.

"Next, His Majesty the Emperor will conduct the saber awarding ceremony!" Liu Hongjian handed the saber numbered 001 to Zhu Cihong and reminded.

Zhu Cilang took the saber and stroked the bright silver blade, seeming to realize something.

"I gave this first sword to the King of Anguo County of Daming." Zhu Cihong said with a serious face, holding the sword to his chest, facing Liu Hongjian.

kindness?Liu Hongjian was taken aback for a moment.

He just said that this saber was given to the most fearless warrior of Ming Dynasty, why give it to him?

Although he has fought a lot of wars, he has always been cold-hearted and shot coldly. At best, he has thrown grenades wildly, and he has never done anything to chop people with a knife.

And if it really came to the point of slashing people with a knife, he was sure that he would run away like a girl.

"The Prince of Anguo County eliminates civil strife for the court, destroys the northern barbarians, trains strong soldiers, and benefits the people. He is worthy of the title of the first warrior of the Ming Dynasty. Liu Aiqing, take the knife!" Zhu Cihong smiled slightly at Liu Hongjian.

This honor was never given to him by his father, at this moment, Zhu Cihong felt the pride in his chest.

"Thank you for the gift of the emperor, I will hold this sword and wipe out all disobedient ministers for Daming and Your Majesty!" Liu Hongjian bent down to take the sword, and the guards had already sent the matching scabbard.

Liu Hongjian hung the saber on his waist, and then retreated behind Zhu Cihong again.

The trick of bestowing the sword was originally proposed by him and Zhu Cihong, but he was the first one who thought of this guy, which made Liu Hongjian feel warm in his heart.

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