Non-Honmaru Inner Honwan [Comprehensive]

The forging knife this time is really unbearable to look at.

First of all, there was fifty catties of charcoal densely filling the stone trough, because the bottom was too compacted, and it couldn't be lighted no matter what.In the end, a special method was adopted, by pouring oil and flammable hay on top of the charcoal, it was considered that the top layer was ignited.

Then Saburo picked up Yugang and threw it on the charcoal!Fifty catties were really thrown away!

When Yu Gang hit it, sparks flew everywhere!The fire that was finally lit was directly suppressed and extinguished!

The judge picked up the hammer and smashed it directly on Yu Gang!Did the forging knife directly hit the jade gang?

It was the first time for the smiling Qingjiang to see such a pure and unaffected way of forging a knife. For a moment, he didn't know whether to stop Saburo first, or to extinguish the sparks that gradually grew on the small piece of oil stain that accidentally fell on the ground when he poured oil.

Sure enough, it is not unreasonable for Saburo to forge a knife once and burn down the kitchen.

Before the fire spread, Smiling Qingjiang stepped on the nearest whetstone and pushed forward violently.The whetstone used to sharpen the knife was suddenly exerted force, and immediately pushed away a thin layer of soil, and accurately planted the soil and stone on the layer of oil.

The whetstone shone with an inconspicuous gleam, and was quickly enveloped in flames.

The fire that was originally just spreading on the oil surface, without any more burning materials, unexpectedly grew in size against common sense, and swallowed the whetstone that was kicked by the smiling Qingjiang, which was originally intended to suppress the fire. .The young man with dark blue hair could almost clearly see the whetstone melting rapidly under the licking of the tongue of fire, like ice cubes falling into the fire.

Smiling Qing Jiang subconsciously turned his head to look at San Lang.

I saw that Yu Gang, who had been simply and roughly thrown on charcoal by Saburo before, was also completely enveloped by flames against common sense, and silver liquid seeped out from inside bit by bit, and was pushed onto the flame by the rising flames.At first it was just a little bit, and I couldn't see what it was.But under Saburo's random beating, the leakage of the silver liquid gradually accelerated, gathering on the flames, it could be seen that it was consciously trying to condense into something, rather than simply gathering into a ball.

Saburo also discovered this.But from the very beginning, things like Fu Sangshen were excluded from common sense. When he saw this strange scene, he just exclaimed: "It turns out that forging knives is like this!"

... No, forging knives is definitely not like this! !

Smiling Qingjiang stared dumbfounded at his unreasonable god-judgment who gained momentum from this wonderful change, and continued to "forge the knife" with all his might.The hammer hit the jade hard up and down, making the crisp sound that only when gold and iron meet.The liquid gradually overflowed, gathered together with the liquid above, and gradually condensed into a solid body from the top - the position of the stem of the sword.

To be fair, at first glance, I really can't tell that this is a stem-because it is too thick.It is going to be forged with [-] jin of material, it really is not an ordinary knife

In the remaining jade, the leaking silver-white liquid continued to float up, extending down the stem inch by inch, condensing into the body of the sword.

The smiling face Qing Jiang, who is also a sword, carefully looked at the knife that may become a new companion, and the knife that has only condensed less than two inches at present, only from the excessively thick stem—probably exceeding the length On it, I vaguely saw the words "Zuobingwei", which is probably the inscription of this knife.

His eyes fell back to the whetstone that was surrounded by flames together with Yu Gang.At this time, there was nothing left on the ground, whether it was the whetstone just now or the puddle of lit oil, they were all burnt clean, leaving only a trace of soil from the previous movement of the whetstone.

Qingjiang smiled thoughtfully.

He looked again at the half-finished blade that was pushed to the top by the flames, and sure enough, the solid condensation only stayed at the stem.The rest of the parts are just the accumulation of liquid, scribbled into a shape.

The forging of swords takes time.Short swords are usually two to 10 minutes, and the threat is longer. Most tachi, some big dao and some swords are basically three hours, and the fighting power is stronger. With a "flower" knife, the time will increase to three hours, twenty minutes or even ten hours.

Seeing that Saburo forged such a thick stem, at a glance, it feels that no matter the thickness or length, it will not disappoint the material of fifty kilograms... This will not forge a 40-meter sword, right?

Does the Government of Time have such a knife?

Just as the smiling Qingjiang was thinking wildly and fearing the thickness of the sword man who was forging, Sanlang stopped his beating action.

Although he was a high school student with excellent sports performance and full of energy at the beginning of the time travel, he also took the lead in many battles after the time travel, but "Oda Nobunaga" has a high status after all. He played sumo wrestling with farmers when he was 15 years old. He can still win. After the age of 15, there are basically few opportunities to practice martial arts except (self-serving) tree climbing and horse riding-even sumo is currently at the bottom of his retainers who are more agile than the other (Saburo himself is against unaware of this).

Forging a knife is a labor that lasts from a few minutes to several hours. For Saburo, who is now in his 10s...

"I'm so tired. I'm really old."

The governor of the Oda family with a particularly youthful face complained.He had taken off his shirt before, and was working on forging the knife in a manly posture. After working for more than ten minutes, his body, which was not slender or muscular, had already been roasted by the fire, and his upper body was covered with sweat.

With a smile on his face, Qingjiang stared at Saburo who was wiping his sweat with his shirt off, and finally did not comment on such a lackluster Oda Nobunaga.

"I always feel that if I continue to fight like this, my lumbar muscles will be strained." Sitting directly on the kitchen floor to rest, because he forged a knife manly, Saburo, who is currently satisfied with his thoughts, looked at the lack of a knife maker, stopped in mid-air and no longer had liquid. Supplementing the unfinished product, he said to himself, "But it's not good to put it here after half of the forging. Xiaoguang also said that Fu Sangshen is not the time to let people know at this stage... um."

As if he had made some important decision, Saburo got up from the ground, his face looked serious and serious in the exuberant firelight.He raised his sweaty and dusty hand, and patted Smiling Qingjiang's shoulder heavily: "Then I'll leave the knife forging to you, Smiling!"

Smiling Qingjiang: "...Are you serious, Mr. Nobunaga?"

"After all, you can be regarded as my retainer. I have to rely on you to do what I can't do." Saburo said very seriously, and looked at the hammer that Yugang had just hit just now, full of reluctance and nostalgia. With a firm attitude, he stuffed it into the arms of smiling Qingjiang, "Before Xiaoguang brings the knife maker back, I will do it for you! Be a man."

"No, forging knives has nothing to do with masculinity." The corner of Qing Jiang's mouth twitched on the smiling face, and then the corner of his mouth turned up in a helpless smile, "In this way, I'm getting closer and closer to you, right?"

——Holding the hammer still lingering in his arms, the sword Fusangshen finally bowed his head to the god-inspector who provided the spiritual power to make Fusangshen appear.

From time to time, he glanced at Saburo who was sitting on the ground with his chin propped up and looked at his side, beating Yugang with his hands without slowing down.Compared with what humans can do, Fu Sangshen can exert more force, and the silver liquid is almost connected into a line, continuously pouring towards the terrifyingly thick blade.Yu Gang spit out liquid like a soaked sponge, and when it was completely squeezed out, it silently turned into a ball of white ash in the fire.

Smelling the strange smell when forging the knife, which is almost fragrant to Sangshen, the smiling Qingjiang only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and even the slight injuries before forging the knife disappeared unconsciously, and he returned to full health .

But even so, it would be too messy for a swordsman to forge knives - there are Ma Dang Fan (raising horses), Hata Dang Fan (farming) and even Sleeping Dang Fan (night watch) in my memory, what is forging a knife?

Is it grilled?

I noticed Mitsuhide Akechi's subtle attitude early on, even because of the events that led to the death of Oda Nobunaga in history, and only Mitsuhide Akechi and Nobunaga Oda could see the current situation of Token Fusangshin, even if they didn't say it clearly, they knew history well The sword Fusangshen's attitude towards Akechi Mitsuhide is actually the same subtle. Unless there is Saburo's approval or summons, he will basically not meet Akechi Mitsuhide subconsciously-but now, smiling Qing Jiang almost wants to look forward to Akechi Mitsuhide in his heart. Guangxiu came back soon.

No matter how energetic Fu Sangshen is, forging a 40-meter broadsword should be left to the swordsmith!

Feeling that his cheeks were already covered with sweat, and his back was soaked in sweat, Qing Jiang with a smiling face no longer knew how long he had knocked on the fifty catties of jade.He only saw the long silver strip, which has extended from the state of only the stem to about one foot and eight inches. This is not even as long as the length of the smiling Qingjiang body, but the semi-finished product that he thinks may be forged into a 40-meter broadsword , has begun to show a downward arc.

That's the end of the thickness comparable to four or five knives, the result is a heavy wakizashi

Smiling Qingjiang was puzzled, but the mechanical beating action had already made him lose interest in talking, and just kept beating Yugang.As if it had gained enough energy, or reached a critical point, the thick blade floating on the flames flashed a little white light, and a knife popped out from the top layer!

Really pops.Smiling Qingjiang saw with his own eyes that the uppermost layer of the blade seemed to be cut by some invisible thing, bounced from the lower part, and stood upright in mid-air.The thick knife that was forged before was obviously thinner, and the original retracting arc disappeared. The smiling Qing Jiang thought that the "soon to be finished product" became a semi-finished product.

No, it was probably half-finished from the start.

The thick knife he saw, which was so thick that it didn't look like a sword at all, was simply the product of several swords stacked together. Forging this thick knife is to forge several swords at the same time.But because the forging time of the sword itself is different, the one that is finished first will... jump out like this

Incredible.

I never knew that forging several knives at the same time is such a forging method!

Smiling Qingjiang looked at Saburo, but the latter didn't think there was anything wrong—anyway, the existence of the sword man was very strange, but he understood his gaze as wanting material, and immediately picked it up condescendingly The whetstones scattered all over the ground were handed over.

The sword man who was forced to forge his sword could only take it numbly, and lightly stroked the raised sword.

The stem that originally only appeared with a few words immediately became clear, and the entire inscription "Lefter of the Zuobingwei Fujiwara Kuniyoshi" appeared in front of the smiling Qingjiang.The whetstone was worn away as quickly as ice, even faster than it was burned by the flames before.

After changing several whetstones, the blade suspended in the air was fully formed.There is neither a glove, a handle, nor a scabbard, and it just floats quietly like this.Smiling Qingjiang looked at the pitifully thin knife, and tried to beat Yugang again - the new silver-white liquid just poured into the thick knife that was a composite of several knives, and did not cause damage to the new knife. Knife with scabbard and ornament.

Hesitating for a while, the smiling Qingjiang swung the hammer, and directly smashed the raised blade into the big basin filled with water.

When the water touched the hot knife, white mist immediately spread out from the surface, and the water level dropped unreasonably.Before the smiling face Qingjiang passed by, Saburo, who has always been super active, reached out his hand first and picked up the knife.

Before, there was only a sword with a thin blade, but it had a scabbard miraculously, and the sword equipment was also readily available.The moment Saburo fished it out of the water, the black-sheathed knife stretched into a human shape. In a flash of white light, the white-haired boy grabbed Saburo's hand and jumped to the ground. A pair of animal-like yellow eyes stared intently. Stare at the judge.

Behind him, pink cherry blossoms suddenly scattered.

There is a red line painted on the left and right sides of his cheekbones, and the lower half of his face is covered by a black visor, leaving only a gap at the mouth. A yellow-haired fox is wrapped around his neck like a scarf .When Saburo looked at him in the same way, he shrank his neck back a little, and made a fox gesture to Saburo that children often play at the light source at night.

The fox on his neck suddenly raised his head, and his voice was flat, with a special kind of cuteness: "Ah, ah, this is a swordsman from the Kamakura period, named Minghu, and the following is the fox who followed him."

It was probably a bit embarrassing for the fox to introduce himself. The sword's voice named Minghu was a little muffled under the visor, with obvious shyness and reticence: "...please take care of me."