Gained an acupuncture point upgrade system at the beginning

Mi Xia, a barbarian swordsman, has no means of making a living, so he starts to make a living with a good sword.

In the past, the southern dynasties naturally did not allow barbarians like themselves to enter, but now these dynasties are fighting bloody heads, and after a long time, the troops are not enough, so they naturally start to think of a way.

So I and a group of experts in the ethnic group found an opportunity to enter the territory behind the southern city wall.

After seeing the strength of these ordinary soldiers in the south at the beginning, Mi Xia was still a little surprised that his own ethnic group did not come to fight Qiufeng in such a weak place.

But after seeing the general who guarded the main battalion in a military camp make a move, everyone became honest.

A sword energy that spanned several meters directly cut off several barbarian companions who dared to provoke. That kind of scene still appears in Mi Xia's dreams from time to time.

It wasn't until two years of hard work here that Mi Xia knew some confidential things, and those people were called warriors.

Although Mi Xia had an incomparable desire for the means of those warriors, all those of the same clan who dared to fight all these years died silently, completely extinguishing the flame in his heart.

Now he just wants to participate in two more battles, go back to the tribe after getting enough rewards, and marry some white and tender wives...

It's just that Mi Xia has a headache these two days, that is, the scimitar in his hand that he brought from the clan has been completely broken into several pieces after being forged countless times.

The craftsmen in the blacksmith shop shook their heads.

"This knife has been completely useless. It has been repaired too many times, there are too many impurities, and the material is all brittle. There is no need to repair it, and it doesn't even need to be returned to the furnace."

Although Mi Xia felt sorry for the knife that came out of the tribe and had been with him until now, he had to accept this reality.

In the past two years, it's not that Mi Xia didn't have the idea of ​​changing knives, it's just that he didn't have the treatment of local soldiers when he recruited himself. Not to mention armor and knives, even the simplest food and drink had to be bought from the barracks.

The rewards for recruiting soldiers are really high, but all expenses have to be paid for by themselves. If you really meet a fellow clan who doesn't know how to save money and only knows how to spend money and wine, after two years of hard work and finally dies on the battlefield, you may not even have a few copper coins left on you. down.

The standard knives in the barracks are hard to count on, and the blacksmith shops outside these weekdays that sell some kitchen knives and farm tools are even more hard to count on.

Those goods that look like they are displayed outside, it’s okay to chop wood one by one, kill a pig and cut up meat. If they really go to the battlefield and fight against the enemy, there will be no knife handles left within two rounds. conscience.

When I first came here, there were quite a few companions who were cheated.

Mi Xia touched the bag hidden in his chest, most of the money in it was replaced with gold barley by himself, and there were also a few scattered silver and copper coins.

Not only is it difficult for outsiders to hide money like this, but it can also block some fatal attacks at critical times.

But tomorrow, the recruiting team he was in was about to set off. Misha learned from the officer that after passing this county town, there would be battlefields except for some small villages, and it would be difficult to find a kitchen knife at hand.

The rules for recruiting soldiers are not as strict as in the military camp. As long as there are many people when they are marching, no one will care about them if they don’t make trouble on weekdays. These southerners are eager to spend all the gold they have earned with their lives.

Jingqi County is not big, surrounded by a city wall of more than ten meters, there are only seven or eight decent streets anyway, and there are only three or five blacksmith shops.

After all, blacksmithing is also a physical labor. It is not easy to open a blacksmith's shop without a fortune these days.

After looking around, Mi Xia's heart became more and more cold, and he regretted it even more.

"At first, I thought that the broken knife in my hand could last a few more battles, and then I would go back to the tribe directly. After fighting for two years, I never wanted to touch a knife in my life. I didn't even want to touch a kitchen knife, so I didn't go up. A county town went out to buy a good knife.

It's over now, carrying these things up and being hacked to death by the enemy, and retreating and being hacked to death by our own people. "

The heavy bag on Misha's chest originally gave him an incomparably solid sense, but now it is only heavy.

Unwilling to give up, he stubbornly walked to the end of the road, watched the sun that was about to set, and began to pray.

"God bless me, bless me to find a weapon that I can use. After I go back, I will sacrifice a... two fat sheep for you. If you want to recall my soul now, you will have nothing."

Misha felt that his prayer had worked. Just at the entrance of the alley under the city wall at the end of the street, his fairly keen hearing caught a knocking sound.

Having experienced many battles, he could naturally hear the heaviness of the force and the decisiveness of the strike, and he couldn't help but a little bit of doubt arose.

"Is there any expert hidden here?"

Thinking of this, Misha walked cautiously into the alley.

The relationship between Ah Niu and Xiao Lian is not very good these days.

This house with the blacksmith shop and A Niu's residence in the front and Xiaolian's boudoir in the backyard is really too remote. Except for the first day when the firecrackers were set off, some people came in to take a look, and no one patronized after that.

After all, a kitchen knife is not a consumable. Even if it is blunt, you can find a place to sharpen it. There is no need to buy a new one, let alone such a well-hidden blacksmith shop.

Ah Niu worked really hard, forged three kitchen knives in one day, which looked pretty good from Xiao Lian's point of view.

But the disadvantage is that it is too heavy, and it is difficult to lift one with Xiaolian's strength.

Seeing this, Ah Niu had no choice but to forge a few kitchen knives of the same size with the remaining iron material, but this time Xiao Lian was able to pick them up easily.

But what she couldn't understand was why there was such a difference in weight between kitchen knives with similar shapes, but the production process of the latter few kitchen knives was really fast. The first three took a day, and the last few took about a quarter of an hour. a handful.

Xiao Lian couldn't help but marvel at this Niu's strength again.

The blacksmith shop was too deep and no one would patronize her. Xiao Lian had no choice but to cover her face and carry a kitchen knife to sell, but after a few days, no one bought it, and the anxious two had some small conflicts.

It's a pity that this time A Niu didn't come up with a solution in his mind, and began to wonder if he had been cheated, and no one knew the quality of such a good kitchen knife.

The helpless A Niu could only keep his head down on the anvil and continue to forge.

With a slight movement of the ear, someone entered the alley.

"Xiao Lian, go out and see if there are any guests coming."