Night comes.

Li Mengxi, who was exhausted after working for days, took an early rest. Guan Yu handed a pot of fine steel to the swordsmith and ordered the swordsmith to melt the steel and forge it into a weapon.

The swordsmith took the steel and began to be busy. Guan Yu watched from the side. When the ball of steel melted and the swordsmith moved the steel to the iron pier for forging, Guan Yu immediately called for a stop.

"There is no need to forge too much, just forge it into shape." Guan Yu said without any doubt.

The knife maker was surprised, "But... if it is forged soon, the knife will not be good..."

Guan Yu was indifferent, "It doesn't matter."

The knife maker had no choice but to give up forging and directly began to hammer a ball of iron into an elongated shape in order to hammer out the shape of the knife.

In the process of hundreds of forging steel, the repetitive and long hammer forging process takes up most of the workload. After removing the numerous hammer forgings, it only takes a few rounds of forging to improve the strength of the iron, and then the knifemaker starts forging the knife directly.

shape.

Among the swords of the Han Dynasty, apart from the eight-edged and six-edged Han sword, the most common sword is the straight-edged ring head sword.

A pot of iron is really a bit much, and Guan Yu also said that the knife should be made longer and thicker. According to Guan Yu's request, the swordsmith can only make a long ring-headed knife that is wider, thicker and longer.

It took half an hour to shape the knife, and another moment to trim the blade, tip, tail, and ring. After that, a series of heat treatments were performed, and the knife was forged.

The entire forging and heat treatment process took less than two hours.

The swordsmith looked at the five-and-a-half-foot-long sword with some anxiety, and then gave the sword to Guan Yu with a feeling of uncertainty, saying, "General Guan, the sword is ready, well tempered, and has not cracked.

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Guan Yu nodded, "Open the blade first, there is no need to polish it."

The knifemaker took the order and left.

During the process of sharpening the knife, the knife maker felt very uneasy. He sharpened the knife in a hurry and did not forge it for several rounds. General Guan also said that the knife should be made longer. According to the knife maker's experience, the longer the knife, the stronger the iron.

Good, otherwise the iron will be easy to break.

However, it was obviously made of inferior iron, but the knife hit a length of five and a half feet. It was certain that something would happen if the knife was cut hard enough.

The swordsmith was very depressed, thinking that General Guan and the military advisor were both good people, so they would not be charged with anything, but if the sword broke with a click, it would be a shame.

With a different mood, the knifemaker polished the blade.

For some reason, it was obviously made of inferior iron, so when the blade was polished, it was difficult to sharpen it. The knifemaker just attributed it to the fact that the knife was too thick, and felt vaguely strange.

Three moments later, the blade was sharpened hastily, and the blade was only half open, half sharp and disadvantageous.

Take the sword with you and give it to Guan Yu.

By this time, it was almost midnight.

Under the bright light of the torch, Guan Yu found a five-and-a-half-foot long sword with both hands. He tried the blade with his hands. Guan Yu secretly said, (The sword has been beaten into shape. I don't know how this sword compares to a hundred forged swords.)

Thinking of this, Guan Yu ordered the soldiers behind him to bring a hundred-forged long sword. This hundred-forged sword was a top-grade hundred-forged sword selected from the thousand and five hundred weapons that had been melted and made into iron tools.

Zeng drew his sword out of its sheath with a stunned sound. Guan Yu held a hastily made long sword filled with steel in one hand and a hundred-forged long sword in the other. He picked them up and compared them. The firelight flickered, and the firelight on the sword was bright and uncertain.

Guan Yu secretly thought, (Just put the blade against the blade and give it a try!)

"Come here!" Guan Yu called.

A soldier came up behind him.

The people dispersed to make space. Guan Yu ordered the soldiers to hold the Bailian Dao, and Guan Yu held the steel-filled knife. Then they both shouted in unison and slashed at each other with the swords in their hands.

The blades collided with each other, making a loud clang sound and causing sparks to come out.

The knife maker who was watching on the side exclaimed, (It's over, it's over, the knife must be broken.)

However, when the fire came closer, Guan Yu and the soldiers who were cutting each other came closer to the fire and took a look. The soldier's hundred-forged sword was not broken, and the sword in Guan Yu's hand was not broken either.

After searching again, the soldier found a gap as big as a grain of rice in the forged steel that had been slashed with each other. Guan Yu also found a small gap on his sword.

Comparing the two, the gap of the steel-filled knife is slightly larger.

Guan Yu looked carefully and saw that he had just slashed with great strength, but there was no crack except for a small gap on the knife. Guan Yu was extremely satisfied.

You should know that the sword in the soldier's hand is of the highest quality and requires ten days of forging to get it. A hundred-forged sword is worth thousands of dollars.

As for the steel-filled knife, Guan Yu knew very well that this knife was made by throwing some wrought iron pieces into the pig iron together with Li Mengxi, then boiling it all night and turning it into a pot, and then it was made in just two hours.

The method of pouring steel can easily create a sophisticated knife comparable to a hundred forged knives. It is no exaggeration to say that it is an important weapon for the military and the country.

Guan Yu could think of what the steel-filling technique meant. With the steel-filling technique, steel knives would be cheap enough, and every sergeant in the army could be equipped with a hundred-refined sharp blade.

With this technique, the power of his armor will be unparalleled in the world.

At this time, the knife forger quietly came over. The knife maker was very puzzled. The knife seemed not to be broken. He wanted to get closer and take a look.

Guan Yu noticed the swordsmith's approach and handed him the sword readily, laughing loudly and saying, "Haha! This brother, what a craftsman! Although this sword was made in a hurry, it is not much worse than the Hundred Refined Swords!"

The knife maker took the knife and looked at it carefully and checked it out. What made the knife maker extremely suspicious was that, apart from the sharp clang of the knife just now, there was nothing wrong with the knife.

This incident was beyond the knifemaker's imagination and was a strange thing that he had never encountered in his career.

After thinking about it, I realized that it wasn't because I was very skilled, but because there was something wrong with the iron. The problem was with the pot of iron essence that General Guan sent me. It must be the best iron material in the pot!

Thinking of this, the knife maker understood.

Since ancient times, it has been said that there are many mythical objects such as the Five Elites Taiwai Meteor Star. It is reasonable to think that General Guan has this magical object in his hands.

How could the swordsman know that the sacred object was just pig iron and wrought iron boiled into a pot?

The steel sword was finally finished, and the sword was hastily fitted with a handle. Guan Yu returned to the city lord's palace with the sword in great satisfaction.

After returning to the city lord's palace, Guan Yu wanted to tell Li Mengxi the good news, but he thought it was late at night and Li Mengxi had gone to bed early.

Guan Yu quietly came to Li Mengxi's room with a lamp, opened the door and walked into the room to the bedside. He looked carefully and saw that Li Mengxi and his brother were sleeping peacefully under the quilt. Guan Yu smiled silently and gently

returned.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Guan Yu is a martial artist who likes weapons. He suddenly got a good sword. Guan Yu couldn't help but want to give it a try, so he found one in the city lord's palace.

He piled up weapons, including spears, swords, swords and shields. He arranged all the weapons, and then Guan Yu held the swords in both hands and exerted force to chop them.

Guan Yu was very powerful, so the sword he cut was naturally powerful and heavy, making a whining sound.

One knife was struck down, one knife was stuck, and the barrel of the gun was broken immediately. Another knife was stuck, and half of the iron halberd's twigs were cut off. Another knife was used to chop and smash a ring-headed dagger into two halves. Another knife was raised high and struck down on the head, and the gun was stuck.

With a sound of inspection, the shield was half-opened on the spot.

There was a flurry of chopping melons and vegetables. Finally, Guan Yu took a look at the broken weapons scattered all over the place, and then looked at the long knife with a good edge even though there were some minor gaps. Guan Yu held the knife in his hand and laughed heartily.

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It was at this time that there was a noise in the silent night.

"Second brother! Where is second brother!"

Someone was shouting something late at night.

Guan Yu heard his voice and was wondering if Zhang Fei was back.

The next moment, the door opened with a clang, and a black man broke in. Who was this if it wasn't Zhang Fei?

Zhang Fei looked at Guan Yu in the room, smiled, and the first thing he said when they met was, "Second brother, didn't you say there was wine? Where is the wine?"

Zhang Fei looked around the room with his eyes.

It was said that Zhang Fei had received news from the messenger and that Zhuozhou had sent some wine. How could Zhang Fei, who had not drank for almost two months, bear it? Zhang Fei immediately abandoned the hunting team and rushed back from afar. Zhang Fei hurriedly went to work.

I rushed back all night, and when I came back, I asked directly about the wine.

Zhang Fei's five jars of wine were standing in the room. Guan Yu fetched the wine for Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei impatiently opened the mud seal and drank it.

Just as Zhang Fei came back, Guan Yu picked up the long knife from the table and prepared to show it to Zhang Fei. When he looked back, in the blink of an eye, Zhang Fei drank half of the jar of wine, and all the wine was spilled on his beard and collar.

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Guan Yu immediately laughed and said, "Third brother, save the wine. My eldest brother gave me five jars."

Xi'er made sweet and sour fish a few days ago, and it was very delicious. Wouldn't it be better to compare it with fish than to drink it raw?"

After some persuasion, Guan Yu stepped forward and handed the sword to Zhang Fei, "Come on, third brother, this sword is a steel-filled sword. It was just made tonight. What do you think of this sword?"

Zhang Fei took the jar and drank a few gulps of cold wine, then took the knife and looked at it again and again.

Zhang Fei was a rough man. The way Zhang Fei judged the quality of weapons was to pick them up and chop them.

So Zhang Fei did the same as Guan Yu. Zhang Fei went outside and fetched a tree windlass as thick as a bowl from somewhere. Then the two short ones met and the tree windlass was stuck and placed.

Zhang Fei held the knife, threw it away, and slashed at the tree one after another, causing sawdust to fly.

After dozens or even hundreds of rough cuts, a large gap was cut out in the tree windlass, a palm deep.

Zhang Fei stopped and looked at it. He had been slashing hard for a long time with the knife. The blade was slightly curled, but the blade was still good. It was just that the blade was deformed and slightly bent.

Zhang Fei nodded and said, "This knife is hard enough. A steel knife? I remembered it. Xi'er said he wanted to give me a good knife for stoma. Although this knife is good, if he gives me a kind of knife, I will

I don’t want it.”

Zhang Fei has handled countless weapons, but Zhang Fei still has a good eye. Although this sword is excellent, it can only be refined to the level of a hundred swords, and it cannot be regarded as a famous product.

Guan Yu laughed when he heard this, "I'm so scared! Xi'er has the ability to forge weapons, how can he be afraid that he doesn't have a good sword?"

After that, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei opened another jar of wine and drank the cold wine while talking about what happened during this period.

Speaking of the steel-pouring method, Guan Yu said that the craftsmanship of the sword made by the steel-pouring method is no different from that of ordinary swords, but the sword produced by the steel-pouring method can be compared to a sword that has been refined hundreds of times.

In other words, for the price of a rotten sword, you can make a hundred refined knives.

Hearing this, Zhang Fei was surprised. He put down the wine bowl and couldn't help but stretched his head to take a look at the long knife placed aside.

Zhang Fei originally wanted to ask, are you serious?

This sentence stuck in his mouth before he asked it. Zhang Fei knew that it was probably true.

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