in the edge

Chapter 404 Fighting
"This is definitely the tomb of a prairie noble."

Outside Sanshan Town, the Zhuangzi that originally stood there has been razed to the ground, and now, huge holes have been dug there - because no specific entrance has been found, these evil spirit masters who came to hunt for treasures can only use The simplest and most simple way to find treasures is to dig up the entire land to see where there are traces of treasures.

After several digs, they finally found the place buried deep underground.

"Look at those scimitars and bone knives. They have obviously been on the battlefield. There is even evil energy left on these things. Ordinary people would go crazy on the spot if they touched them..."

The man at the front was holding a torch and talking. He was Hu Sanbian's disciple and the most knowledgeable among the group.

Likewise, it is also the strongest.

"Look at this scimitar."

Saying this, the eldest disciple directly picked up a scimitar.

"This has been buried underground for countless years, but it can still be so vicious... God knows how many people this scimitar has killed in those years. This is definitely a weapon that can only be used by elite troops! Look at the gap on it... "

"That... senior brother."

"..."

"So, do you understand? How high is the specification of this tomb..."

Having said this, the eldest brother pointed to the depths of the tomb.

It looks like an arsenal, but the weapons don't look like old things, and even the soil is not necessarily old, but it's impossible for this underground building to suddenly grow on its own - so what kind of place is this? What on earth did you find?
"Ignorant thing! This is called a tomb of clothes!"

"Do you understand or do I understand? Do you mean you understand better than me? Okay, you go ahead and open the way, I will follow you behind, come on, come on, don't you understand very well? Come on!"

The third apprentice once again raised his doubts.

That is to say, when the third disciple was silent and silent, the senior brother continued to talk.

The team that came in to explore suddenly fell silent, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing lingering in the corridor.

"And there's not a single body here."

To their surprise, like other tombs, there were no mechanisms to hinder tomb robbers. This simple architectural layout was more like an arsenal than a tomb - an arsenal, as the name suggests, is a weapons warehouse. Meaning, only buildings like warehouses that need to access things at any time would use this kind of undefended building structure.

It can't be that these things are just newly buried by others, right?

After thinking about it, the third apprentice continued to follow the senior brother all the way.

The main thing is that this thing really doesn't look like it's for elites. It's not like they've never seen it before from prairie people. This is obviously a sword used by ordinary prairie riders. How come it's elite?
"Maybe you will say, this thing looks like the equipment of ordinary prairie people, how can it become elite?"

The third apprentice choked back again. After all, he only saw the problem. He really couldn't tell what kind of place this was.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think there is a possibility that this knife is the closest? Those soldiers killed people and then buried them, so there is evil energy on them, but not much..."

For a time, all the junior brothers and sisters behind the corridor also started to cheer, which made the senior brother standing in the front row feel more and more satisfied.

"Yes, yes, senior brother is right."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You know so much. If you want to understand, why don't you come? Tell me what kind of place is this? Come on, tell me!"

And not only in terms of personality, but also in terms of speech, this young man is also extremely honest.

Another young man squeezed in from behind. This was Hu Sanbian's third disciple and the one with the most honest personality.

Facing the torch forced by the senior brother, the third apprentice was speechless for a long time.

"Would ordinary soldiers bury their weapons so deeply? Can they really dig this far?"

"Elder brother really understands."

Anyway, there must be incredible valuable treasures buried here.

"I, not, ah this."

He was just raising an idea, and he didn't want to cause any conflict with his senior brother. It was really not what he wanted to cause trouble like this.

"Indeed, if you think about it, that's what it is."

Mainly because if I don’t explain it this way, there seems to be no other way to explain it.

The senior brother gave the answer directly.

The elder brother turned around again.

Even the third disciple who had just raised the question, after thinking about it for a while, actually felt that this statement sounded a bit reliable.

"There's something you don't understand here. Those prairie people didn't have the same scale from the beginning. Maybe now, those prairie elites will be equipped with better weapons, but for hundreds of years For the grassland people of the past, holding iron weapons might already be considered elite... What do you think?"

The senior brother turned his head sharply and frowned.

"I, this, ah, this, that's not what I meant."

"Not to mention the corpse, we don't even see the bones. There are only weapons here. This can be regarded as a tomb..."

After a moment of silence, the third disciple couldn't help but speak.

"After all, those grassland elites couldn't really come to be buried with them, so they brought their weapons to be buried with them. It symbolizes that they will always follow their leader. Even if they go underground, they will still fight with their nobles... and they are buried here. There must be more than two hundred scimitars and bones, right? In other words, this is an elite guard composed of more than two hundred soldiers."

To be able to have two hundred armored elites buried with him, even if he is not a khan, he is probably already at the level of a prince or aristocrat. As for why they are armored elites...aren't all elites wearing armor?

"Elder brother, I have a question."

And now, this treasure will become theirs.

Facing the upcoming huge harvest, their blood was boiling.

"Look! What am I talking about! This is the tomb!"

When he stepped into the deepest part of the crypt, the senior brother laughed heartily, just because in the light of the torch, a huge coffin appeared in front of him - although the coffin was made of rammed earth, it looked quite handsome. It was so rough that it was more like a rectangular storage cabinet than a coffin.

But if he says this is a coffin, then this is a coffin.

"The best treasures must be inside the coffin. You guys should get out of the way first and don't let anything happen."

While saying this, the senior brother pulled out the iron hook he was wearing and directly hooked it on the wooden lid of the locker.

"open!"

With the force of the iron hook, the raging evil spirit suddenly spurted out. The senior brother also froze on the spot.

If this is really a tomb, then the specifications of this tomb are far more advanced than he imagined - although he still hasn't seen any bones so far, the three weapons in the coffin are So eye-catching.

"This bronze sword... looks like the style of the ancients, not the style of the prairie people. It is more like a weapon from the previous dynasty, just like the one used by the swordsmen in those legendary stories... By the way! The magic sword ! This is a magical sword!"

Some juniors have already recognized the bronze sword in the coffin. After all, the shape of the bronze sword is so special.

"As for this spear...wait a minute, this style couldn't be something used by Emperor Taizu Gao when the Kingdom of Chen was founded, right? I remember weren't these weapons given to generals? Why did they appear? it's here?"

"It should just be an imitation, but it's very exquisite."

Another junior sister made a judgment.

"But if it's buried here, it's hard to say. Could it be that Emperor Taizu's spear was actually an imitation of this weapon?"

Everyone had a heated discussion, but no one had any doubts about the two weapons. On the one hand, the evil spirit of the sword and the gun was too obvious, and on the other hand, it was also because the last thing in the coffin was really... It's too eye-catching.

It was a huge sword with an extremely strange shape. The thick blade was made entirely of steel feathers, and the sword grid and hilt were completely carved from bones. The entire hilt was as terrifying as the spine. At the end of the sword hilt, the skull with a bird's beak is even more lifelike, as if it will come alive in the next moment.

Just from the style point of view, this is not so much a weapon as an artistic sculpture. This twisted shape is actually not suitable for the battle itself - but you can tell just by looking at the majestic evil energy carried on the blade. The sword has killed too many people.

When they saw this sword, no one would question the senior brother's judgment.

Just the size of this sword has surpassed everything in the tomb.

"This is Khan... No, this is probably Shanyu's sword! Great Shanyu's sword!"

The eldest brother has never been so excited.

Khan used a three-pronged spear. He knew this even if he had no experience. But before Khan appeared, no one knew what kind of weapon Shanyu, the leader of the grassland people, used - but now In other words, when he saw this sword, the senior brother already understood that it was definitely this sword.

After all, only this sword is worthy of Dashan Yu's noble status.

"Chanyu's sword..."

Thinking like this, the senior brother subconsciously reached out his hand to the coffin.

There was another sharp blade placed on his wrist.

"……What do you mean?"

The senior brother turned around again and looked at the second senior sister who suddenly appeared behind him.

"What do you mean? Are you going to do something to one of your own?"

"I would like to ask what you mean."

The second senior sister, who had been silent all this time, frowned.

"You just stretched out your hand without even discussing how to divide it. You are breaking the rules. You still have the nerve to accuse me... Huh?"

The second senior sister lowered her head subconsciously.

But he saw that the iron hook originally held in the senior brother's hand had been driven into his abdomen at some point.

"you……"

Before the second senior sister could say anything, the senior brother had already waved his arms.

And the figure in front of him had half of his body torn off.

Seeing that blood was already flowing on the ground, no matter how slow the fellow apprentices behind him were, they could already see that this senior brother was planning to take advantage of others - but after the senior senior brother turned back and attacked several times just now, they were now separated from each other. The distance was really too far, four or five steps away, so they couldn't do anything to stop it.

Even though they had rushed forward at the fastest speed, after they took two steps, the senior brother covered in blood still held the big skeleton sword in his hand.

The sword is in hand, and the evil spirit is everywhere.

Under the surging evil spirit, the senior brother's entire body was even floating in mid-air!
"Power...this is power!"

Holding the skeleton sword in one hand, the senior brother's eyes seemed to be shining with an evil light.

"No wonder, no wonder those grassland people treat their leader as a god. I see, this power is like a god..."

Saying this, the skeleton sword swept out.

The steel-like sharp feathers were like a violent storm. Those brothers who wanted to rush up to seize the sword all fell to the ground, covered in blood. Just looking at the miserable appearance, it was as terrifying as being chopped into pieces by a thousand knives. .

"This is power."

The figure of the senior brother slowly fell back to the ground.

Looking at the former senior brothers who were wailing and rolling on the ground, the eldest brother sighed like this.

"With such power, there is no need to be a con man? With such power..."

"Well...I have a question."

It was at this time that the third disciple, covered in blood, spoke again.

"Well, no, this sword is not Chanyu's sword. It's true that the grassland people admired the golden eagle, but in the Chanyu era, they admired wolves. Even if there are birds, they should be double-headed eagles. The carvings on the hilt of your sword , more like now..."

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

The elder brother turned around again.

What a ghost. God knows how his master Hu Sanbian got such a disciple. He was not good at work and could not understand the exercises. Even if he acted as a con man, he would not be able to deceive others. But the only thing he could do was to argue. These three junior brothers are the most proficient. Although everyone is chatting normally, only this beast will suddenly appear and make people feel uncomfortable.

This is why he must choose to leave the master. After all, the master is too old and confused to accept apprentices. These junior brothers and sisters are also useless, and they have not become good after teaching for so long, so he cannot let himself be trapped in it. Here, he is still young, he still has more things to do, and there are still so many things he has not enjoyed.

What's more, now he still has strength...

"……Um?"

The elder brother suddenly came to his senses.

Isn't he going to kill someone? Why did I suddenly start to lose my mind...

"what happened?"

The senior brother subconsciously looked at the sword in his hand.

I saw that skull with a beak, and at some point, it had snaked up and bit his arm!
And the third junior brother who was supposed to be killed by him had already stolen two other weapons and ran wildly outside.

(End of this chapter)