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"That... can you give it to me... oh no, can you show it to me?"

Gongsun Yue, who had put down his airs, asked softly behind the old blacksmith.

"General, here it is."

Old Zhang turned around and handed it over quickly.

"Hmm!" Gongsun Yue's eyes flashed as he took the long sword.

The heavy feeling pulled his muscles.

The coldness penetrated his body from the handle of the sword, shocking his spirit.

It seemed as if the whole person became more focused.

"You, change a sword and raise it!"

The soldier who was ordered hurriedly asked his companion for a saber and raised it.

Swish!

The long sword chopped down in Gongsun Yue's hand.

Click!

A crisp sound rang out.

The saber held high by the soldier broke into two again.

"Oh!!" The exclamation came from the soldiers.

The scholar's action just now was too fast, and they didn't react in time, and the whole chopping action had been completed.

This time, they finally saw the situation when the saber broke.

Extremely shocked!

Gongsun Yue's heart was beating wildly, and he clenched the sword in his hand, "Cutting iron like mud!!"

With a fiery look in his eyes, he didn't want to put down the sword in his hand at this moment.

If it weren't for his elder brother Gongsun Zan at home, he would have wanted to take this precious sword for himself.

Such a sharp weapon, which martial artist doesn't like it?

Especially for him who needs to go to the battlefield.

Envious eyes spread among the soldiers.

More than a dozen eyes stared at the long sword, salivating.

But they knew it very well in their hearts.

Such a precious sword, they, ordinary soldiers, can't get their hands on it.

Just look at it to satisfy their eyes.

The eyes of Lao Zhang and a group of blacksmiths were more eager than the soldiers.

They didn't expect that Liu Yu was actually a forging master hidden beside them!

With the skills of fifty training, it will definitely make their iron village more famous.

When the time comes, I will make money and bring the villagers in the village to live a good life with dry food!

Liu Yu, who walked out of the iron shop room again, had changed back into a long gown.

His muscles were covered by the Confucian robe, and his originally manic aura became gentle and elegant.

"Confucian... Oh no, Master!"

Gongsun Yue wanted to bow, but because he was reluctant to put down the sword in his hand, his movements were messy.

"This fifty-practice sword is forged to perfection."

"Do you think it is possible..."

"Let's talk about it after dinner." Liu Yu interrupted the young military officer beside him.

"The old and young in the village are still hungry."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Gongsun Yue nodded repeatedly.

Turned around and ordered: "Hurry up and bring all the rations we brought!"

"Give the master and the blacksmiths a good meal!"

"Yes!" A dozen soldiers received the order and rushed out of the courtyard quickly.

Soon, he brought back a few bags of corn from the warhorse and placed them in front of Liu Yu.

Liu Yu leaned over to open the bag and picked up a handful.

Eastern Han corn is what modern people call millet.

Although the calories are slightly higher than rice, they are extremely limited.

In terms of taste, millet is completely inferior to rice.

In this era, even soldiers have such a standard of food, not to mention ordinary people.

There were frequent famines in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and the millet in front of him was already the best food.

Gongsun Yue saw all the expressions of the scholar.

From no fluctuations to pity.

What kind of eyes were that?

It seemed that he despised the good corn they brought.

"Oh! That's right!"

He said quickly.

"Before we came, the Cavalry Commandant, my brother Gongsun Zan, gave us 30,000 coins."

"Although it's not much, it's not enough for the market price of 100 steel knives."

"But we will definitely send more later!"

According to his instructions, the two soldiers quickly took out the money they brought.

The heavy money bag fell on the ground in the courtyard.

It shook the eyes of every citizen.

"30,000 coins!"

"How much food can we buy with this?"

"At least dozens of stones of millet!"

The villagers' eyes lit up.

Liu Yu looked down and then took his eyes off the money bag.

He asked.

"An ordinary steel knife costs 600 coins, and a 50-proof steel knife costs 7,000 coins. Is this the market price?"

"Master, you know a lot!" Gongsun Yue nodded repeatedly.

He said ashamedly, rubbing his hands.

"We also know that 30,000 coins are a little too little."

"But the war at the border is tense."

"I don't know why those damned Wuhuan bastards went south to plunder in the early spring."

"In a hurry, I couldn't raise enough money for a while."

"Don't worry, I'll return with weapons."

"I will definitely make up the money."

"The White Horse Volunteers are famous, they will definitely not get away!"

He patted his chest and made assurances again and again.

A dozen soldiers also nodded..

They were afraid that the forging master in front of them would not make weapons for them.

If they all had those fifty-refined fine steel long swords in their hands, wouldn't they be able to kill any god standing in their way?

Not to mention the Wuheng bastards, even if they were heavenly soldiers and generals, they would dare to fight.

"It is really not easy for the soldiers of Youzhou to fight against foreign races and defend their hometown." Liu Yu said.

His words instantly resonated with Gongsun Yue and a dozen soldiers.

"Don't worry." Liu Yu said as the soldiers listened carefully.

"The two hundred weapons I promised you will definitely be forged within the specified time."

"All are fifty-refined fine steel weapons."

"..." Quiet.

Gongsun Yue and the soldiers stood there in a daze.

They never thought that it would be such a result.

"Gulp..." Gongsun Yue swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Master... I... did I hear it right?"

"Two hundred... fifty-refined fine steel long swords?"

The soldiers pricked up their ears and waited for the answer with bated breath.

"You heard it right." Liu Yu stood with his hands behind his back and nodded in response.

"The soldiers at the border are resisting the foreign races. We are all Han people. How can we stand by and watch?"

"God has given me the skill of blacksmithing. Naturally, I will help you to kill all the bandits!"

"Master is so righteous!" Gongsun Yue was moved by what he said.

He clasped his fists and saluted.

"With the master's words, we, the soldiers of Youzhou, will understand even if we sacrifice our lives!"

"It's worth it for us to fight those damn Wuhuan bastards at the border!"

The dozen soldiers in the courtyard were also very angry at Liu Yu's words.

They clenched their fists again and again, and their blood was boiling.

The forging master understood them!

Liu Yu ordered Gou Sheng to collect the money and turned to tell Lao Zhang.

"Gather the people in the village."

"The elderly and children stay behind, and the others take the baskets and go out with me."

"Let's get some food first."

"Okay!" Lao Zhang answered loudly and turned to make arrangements.

Although he didn't know what the scholar was going to do.

But the forging skills of the fifty refinements just now had completely convinced him as a craftsman.

Unconsciously, he had already regarded Liu Yu as the leader.

The people in the courtyard, led by Lao Zhang, returned to their homes to find the baskets.

Along the way, the children chattered and the adults talked.

They were all discussing the scene in the iron shop.

Liu Yu's solid muscles and the magical forging became the things that everyone admired.

It seemed that the people in the village had found a new backbone.