Stunning weapon

It rained heavily for a day and a night, and it didn't clear up until noon on the second day. A rainbow hung in the sky after the rain.Mo Xiaochuan and others walked out of the camp, and a damp air rushed towards them, which made people feel refreshed. Looking at the road ahead, Mo Xiaochuan waved and said, "Brother Lu, get on the saddle, let's go."

"Okay." Lu Shang agreed, and greeted: "Brother, let's do it."

The group of people were all good soldiers, and they quickly packed up their tents and continued on their way. After staying for a day and a night, they started on the road again. They speeded up. Although the road washed by the rain was slightly muddy, there was less dust. It is also a benefit.After less than half an hour, the sky became completely clear. Under the scorching sun, the already solid road surface gradually dried up, and the horses started to gallop a little faster.

In the evening, everyone stopped in a forest and ate some dry food. Mo Xiaochuan sat down against the root of the tree tiredly, untied the long sword, took it from his back, and put it aside.

Lu Shang fastened the horse, walked over, and said with some doubts: "Commander, when you were on your way, didn't you notice anything unusual about the horse?"

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "It's normal, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Lu Shang scratched his head and said, "Maybe he's sick. Your horse was personally selected by General Han. It's the best among our horses. But now all the other horses are fine. sweat all over his body, as if he was exhausted."

"There is such a thing?" Mo Xiaochuan was a little surprised, and said, "I'll go and see."

"No need." Lu Shang waved his hand and said, "I've sent Wang Shuang to see it. He knows how to heal horses. We'll just wait for the news."

After waiting for a while, the middle-aged man in the team came over, frowning, thinking about something.

Lu Shang pulled him to sit down and asked, "How is the situation?"

"It's very strange." Wang Shuang looked at Mo Xiaochuan, then at Lu Shang, and said, "It stands to reason that this happened on your horse, and it shouldn't happen on the young commander's horse."

"What's the situation. Tell me quickly, what are you talking about, my head is getting bigger." Lu Shang said impatiently.

"Young Commander's horse is fine." Wang Shuang pondered for a moment, then said, "I'm just tired."

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Lu Shang looked at Mo Xiaochuan's thin body, and said, "Young Commander weighs more than a hundred catties when he dies, how could he tire the horse."

Wang Shuang ignored Lu Shang, looked at Mo Xiaochuan and asked directly: "Your Commander, is he carrying silver taels or something heavy?"

Mo Xiaochuan reached into his bosom, took out a few ingots of silver, weighed them in his hand, and said: "I brought some silver, but it's not half a catty, so it shouldn't have anything to do with it."

"That's strange." Wang Shuang was also a little confused, and murmured: "This kind of situation usually happens to generals who are accustomed to using heavy weapons. The young commander didn't carry any heavy weapons, so it shouldn't happen. Such a situation."

"Except for a sword on the young commander's body, what kind of heavy weapon is there! How much can this sword have..." Lu Shang said, and went to pick up the sword that Mo Xiaochuan had beside him. When he mentioned it, the tattoo didn't move. , his complexion changed slightly, seeing that Mo Xiaochuan's hand was still on the sword, thinking that Mo Xiaochuan was deliberately trying not to let him touch it, and there were many people in the army who regarded weapons as life, so he He didn't use any more force, and said with some embarrassment: "Old Lu, I didn't know that the young commander attached so much importance to this sword, he was a bit reckless."

"Brother Lu said that." Mo Xiaochuan looked at Lu Shang a little disappointed, passed the sword over, and said: "Brother Lu wants to see it, just pick it up."

Lu Shang was taken aback for a moment, and then his complexion improved a lot. He stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you, Shaotong...uh..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Xiaochuan let go, and the sword suddenly became heavy. He was unprepared, and almost fell down by it. He hurriedly used his arms to hold it steady, but the veins on his arms were swollen, and it was obviously extremely difficult.

Slowly raising the sword, Lu Shang looked at the sword in surprise, and took a breath: "This sword weighs at least two hundred catties, and the young commander is actually carrying it like a plaything. It's really amazing." People too."

"Is there?" Mo Xiaochuan said casually, seeing that the people around him looked at him like a monster, so he was a little surprised, and said: "Brother Lu, you mean..." At this point, he said something I can’t go on anymore, recalling Mei Shichang’s words, “Only you can pull out this sword, and it belongs to you.” At that time, Mo Xiaochuan didn’t care about it, thinking that Mei Shichang was just looking for a reason for giving the sword. Now that I think about it, That's probably true.

It’s just that he still doesn’t understand, if the sword is really so heavy, why is it just right for him to hold it in his hand? Seeing that the long sword that Lu Shang is supporting has sunk into the ground, Mo Xiaochuan knows that Lu Shang is definitely not Alarmism.On weekdays, he never leaves his sword. Even when he sleeps, he sleeps next to the bed. The big bed in the Paradise is very wooden, so he can't feel it. In the military camp, he sleeps on the ground, and he never pays attention to it. Until today, Only then did I realize that the sword was actually so heavy.

Mo Xiaochuan was shocked, and when he saw several other people staring at him blankly, he quickly reacted.I still need an explanation from them. After thinking for a while, I smiled and said: "I have been with this sword for many years, and I am used to it. I have forgotten its weight. Just kidding, just kidding..."

Lu Shang took a deep breath, returned the sword to Mo Xiaochuan, and said, "Young commander, is the power of a god?"

Mo Xiaochuan thought for a while, and his strength suddenly began to increase after he came to this world. In this way, it can be regarded as the power of a god, so he nodded and said, "How did Brother Lu know that?"

"It goes without saying." Lu Shang sat down and said, "Although Lao Lu is a man in the army, he still has some martial arts all night long. He can be regarded as a second-rate master. However, even a first-rate master may not necessarily be strong in terms of strength. People who are better than me and can use this sword so freely, except for master-level masters, can only be explained by the power of gods and gods. The young commander is naturally impossible to be a master-level master. So conjecture."

Mo Xiaochuan nodded, let out a haha, clasped his fists together, and said, "It was my negligence, but brother Wang Shuang was too busy."

"Don't dare, dare not!" Wang Shuang hastily returned the salute.

With an explanation, although it is somewhat mysterious, but the facts are in front of you, and only this can make sense, and everyone will stop entangled in this issue.After eating the dry food, they set out on the road again. However, this time, in order to prevent Mo Xiaochuan's war horse from being exhausted, everyone thought of a way, that is, someone would transfer with him every hour.

In this way, another day passed, everyone was walking on the road, and found a few refugees by the small road ahead, blocking the way and entangled.

Lu Shang was furious and wanted to drive him away.

Seeing their tattered clothes and their yellow and thin faces, Mo Xiaochuan couldn't bear it, so he stopped Lu Shang, took out a piece of silver from his body and threw it to them. When the refugees saw the silver, their eyes lit up and they scrambled for it. After running away, Mo Xiaochuan looked at them and sighed softly, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Wang Shuang urged to go forward immediately, a little worried, and said: "Commander, we'd better leave quickly. This place is still far from the southern line, and there are no people living here. I think these refugees probably have problems."

As soon as Wang Shuang finished speaking, Mo Xiaochuan was taken aback suddenly. Although he is naturally intelligent, he is still young and has little experience in these things. After Wang Shuang said so much, he suddenly felt that there was a problem, thought for a moment, and waved his hands. Said: "Let's turn around, spare this way, and go elsewhere."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, the seemingly flat ground beside the road suddenly broke, and more than ten people jumped out from below, each with a long knife in their hand, and surrounded Mo Xiaochuan and others in the middle.

Mo Xiaochuan glanced at the ground and found that a hole had already been dug there, but the top was covered with turf, and it was impossible to see it unless he looked carefully.It seems that these people have been lurking here for a long time and came prepared.

"Who are you guys?" After all, Mo Xiaochuan had no experience with Steward Wang, so he asked nonsense in the first sentence.

Lu Shang has more experience in this field than him, so he didn't start a conversation with the other party, and said in a low voice: "Protect the young master." Called Mo Xiaochuan as the commander, and changed his name to the son.After finishing speaking, he urged his horse to go forward, towards a person by the side of the road, swung his big knife in his hand and slashed down.

Seeing that Lu Shang's big saber was slashing, the man turned sideways to avoid it, turned the single saber in his hand, and went straight to cut off the horse's leg.

Lu Shang has experienced the battlefield for a long time, and his horse skills are very good. When he saw the blade slashing, he lifted the reins, and the horse's front hooves were raised high, just in time to avoid the blade. As the horse jumped up, the sword in Lu Shang's hand was not idle. , turned his wrist, and slashed at the man's back again.

The man never thought that Lu Shang's riding skills would be so good. While lifting the horse, he could also throw a knife. Seeing that he couldn't dodge, suddenly, an old man jumped out from beside him, holding a steel whip in his hand, and greeted him. Go away with Lu Shang's sword.

"clang!"

With a muffled sound, the old man was shaken for a few steps, his face changed slightly, and he said, "I've only seen someone who is so skillful right now. I've only seen him in my life. Your Excellency is the general of Northern Xinjiang?"

Lu Shang's face was sullen, just now, he used the horsepower and his superhuman arm strength to shake the old man back half a step. The old man's kung fu was evident, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest. Hearing the old man's question, Without saying a word, he turned the horse's head and chopped it down again.

The old man jumped back, dodged Lu Shang, fixed his eyes on Mo Xiaochuan, and said in a deep voice, "That young man wants to catch him alive!" Mo Xiaochuan rushed over.

Wang Shuang and the rest of the soldiers shouted loudly, and rushed towards the approaching people, the weapons in their palms were aimed at the vital points, and the murderous aura on their bodies was obvious, it was obvious that each of them had beaten and rolled among the dead.

As soon as they made a move like this, the old man's expression froze, and he didn't dare to be careless, but he was a little happy in his heart, because he was sure that the person he was waiting for came.