From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

Chapter 4: Snack; Barracks Thieves!
Wu Fengdeng understood in his heart and his eyes were relieved.

Sure enough, the next day, Lao Hu explained the key points of quenching and demonstrated by pulling the bellows, and he quickly mastered the key points.

He held the wind direction handle with one hand and clamped the steel bar with the other hand and turned it gently. As he pulled the wind direction, he could clearly feel the change in temperature of the fire in front of him.

After finding the temperature that Lao Hu had just demonstrated, he accurately controlled the temperature to stabilize it, and the steel bars burned red like blood, evenly and transparently.

"You got the hang of it so quickly?"

Old Hu standing nearby was watching quietly, and soon his face showed surprise. When the shouts rang out, several veteran soldiers nearby also came over after hearing the news.

"The temperature is just right, not too high or too low. This guy is so good at controlling the temperature!"

"Boss, is this really his first time quenching?"

"It took us more than half a month to figure out how to sense the temperature, but this guy is so accurate right from the start!"

……

As a new recruit, while others were still learning the basics of hammering, Wu Fengdeng had already mastered the quenching techniques. This speed was something the veterans had never heard of or seen before.

There was a look of satisfaction in Old Hu's eyes, and then he laughed out loud and walked out with his hands behind his back.

In the evening, Wu Fengdeng burned the last steel bar and his work for the day was finished.

Quenching is much easier than hammering. His arms were only slightly sore, but he still had a lot of strength left.

"time to eat!"

At Lao Hu's command, the dinner that the recruits looked forward to most every day was finally served.

Wu Fengdeng patted his butt and stood up, but Lao Hu grabbed his arm.

Looking back, I saw seven corn masks and a bowl of carrot soup on the chopping board with two egg-sized pieces of fat floating in it.

"I have reported your progress. From today on, you will eat with us veterans."

Old Hu said with a smile, his eyes full of relief.

He had been in the army for many years and had seen many smart and clever people, but this was the first time he had seen someone like Wu Fengdeng who could master the quenching skills so quickly in less than a day.

Wu Fengdeng was also slightly delighted. He didn't expect that Lao Hu was so efficient.

After he mixed meat stars into his meal, the recruits became visibly envious.

But there was no way around it, rules were rules. No matter how jealous and envious the new recruits were, they could only sit on the ground and eat their steamed buns, watching Wu Fengdeng sitting at the table and enjoying a more sumptuous dinner than theirs.

Today, he no longer rejects the unpalatable cornmeal steamed buns. Seven steamed buns washed down with carrot soup are enough to fill his stomach.

Moreover, the energy brought by eating meat is more abundant, so when Wu Fengdeng practiced "The Art of War" tonight, he did three sets in a row in one breath, and his whole body felt hot and smooth.

The next three days went by in the same way.

That night.

call!
As the last move of "The Art of War" was completed, the strong wind created by the fist swept past, and the candle flame four meters away became extremely dim and almost extinguished.

Wu Fengdeng wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt the sticky sweat all over his body. The cotton jacket felt a little uncomfortable on his skin.

"I need to take a shower."

There happened to be some charcoal fire in the blacksmith's shop, so he went to the shop, boiled a basin of hot water, and cleaned it thoroughly.

After washing off the dust stains on his body, his skin turned pale yellow and white. Through the water, he also saw his face clearly for the first time.
After washing, the facial features are neat and delicate, the lines are soft, and the eyes are as bright as the moon.

At this time, his body was no longer thin, and his muscles were clearly defined, especially his arms, which were very strong.

I have to say, the original owner looks pretty handsome overall.

Wu Fengdeng sighed a little, then broke the water mirror, wiped himself dry and put on his clothes.

After blowing out the candle, he was about to return to the tent when he suddenly heard some slight rustling sounds.

His whole body froze, his brows slightly furrowed, he held his breath, his dark pupils moving. A mouse?

That's not right. There are no rats in this blacksmith shop.

Wu Fengdeng listened attentively.

The sound continued, rhythmically, like the sound of lightly pressing on snow.

"It's so late, the only people hanging around outside are patrolmen."

"He's so sneaky, he's probably not a soldier, could he be a thief?"

Wu Fengdeng's heart tightened, then he slowly moved his body, trying not to make any noise, and looked through the gap in the window.

It was a dark night, and apart from the bright light of the fire pit, there was only a faint layer of dim snow on the ground.

Sure enough, a short black shadow suddenly appeared from the direction of the rustling sound!

He looked to be about five feet tall, wearing a black nightgown and a black headscarf, with only a pair of narrow eyes showing.

It continued to climb the walls of several surrounding mud houses, and then stopped in front of a mud house in a corner.

Then a faint light flashed in his hand, and it seemed to be something like an iron bar.

Wu Fengdeng's pupils shrank slightly and his heart suddenly tightened!

That's the arsenal!
The swords, spears, halberds, etc. cast by the blacksmith shop will be put away first, waiting for people to come and test and inspect them. Only after they pass the test can they be issued to the soldiers for use.

In the half month since he came, Lao Hu's blacksmith shop has made more than forty swords, all of which are stored in that mud house.

What does he want to do?
Stealing weapons?!

What the hell is this world in such a mess that people dare to come to the barracks to steal things? !

Wu Fengdeng subconsciously wanted to shout to attract the patrol soldiers to catch the thief, but then he thought that the thief was extremely agile and cautious, and if he heard the noise, he would definitely flee at full speed.

It’s not easy to catch!

"Why not get closer and wait for an opportunity to entangle him? If the patrolling soldiers around hear the noise, they will quickly rush to support him, and the thief will most likely not be able to escape."

Seeing that the thief had already opened the iron lock, Wu Fengdeng's eyes became extremely sharp.

That was the result of their half a month’s hard work!
Moreover, the day of inspection and verification is approaching. If he fails to produce sufficient weapons, Lao Hu and his people will at best withhold his food and wages, at worst whipping and caning him, which will affect his progress in cultivation.

The consequences are very serious!

So even though Wu Fengdeng knew that this action would be dangerous, he didn't care about it at this time. He picked up a hammer and quietly approached.

In the weapons arsenal.

The black shadow closed the door carefully and took out a tinder from his bosom. A faint light appeared in the darkness and spread throughout the small room.

Under the orange firelight, more than forty brand new swords were quietly placed on the shelves, shining coldly.

The only pair of eyes that were exposed in the black shadow gleamed with greed.

"Good, good, it seems the timing is perfect. So many good weapons are enough for the brothers on the mountain."

He immediately took off a sack and several ropes from his waist, tied up all the swords tightly with ropes, and then stuffed them into his sack.

Dangdang~
When he lifted his back, there was a slight impact sound.

The weight of more than forty swords, totaling more than two hundred kilograms, only made him bend his waist and make his breathing a little heavy.

Success, go home!
Drink, eat meat and hug women!

The big mouth under the black shadow veil grinned to the ears, and then he carefully opened the door.

Suddenly, an iron hammer came crashing down like thunder!

(End of this chapter)