Chapter 211(1/2)
: Testing the sword separately
Soon, the three servants stopped ten meters away with their heads and held three sheathless swords with their hands.
Everyone's eyes were on the swords in the hands of the three.
Especially Zhao Gao and Meng Yi's eyelids were pounding wildly, and they looked at the emperor carefully.
After all, the incident of Jing Ke assassinating the King of Qin back then was well known.
If Xia Wujie hadn't thrown medicine bags to stop Jing Ke in the moment of crisis, he would have bought time for the guards who came to protect him.
The consequences are unpredictable!
But that time, Ying Zheng was really scared.
From then on, no one is allowed to get closer. Even if you want to offer things, you must pass through Zhao Gao's hands.
Now that three servants are actually coming with swords, it would be strange if they are not nervous.
In later generations, there is another saying.
It is said that Jing Ke raised his sword to chase the King of Qin, and the two of them circled around the copper pillar.
The King of Qin ran and shouted anxiously: Catch the assassin~ Catch the assassin, catch the assassin~ Catch the assassin...!
From then on, ventriloquy performance was invented by the first emperor of China more than two thousand years ago!
Of course, it depends on your opinion whether it is true or false...!
"His Majesty…."
Qin Xuan naturally knew the emperor's taboos, so he let the three servants stop ten meters away.
Without approval, you will definitely not dare to get close!
Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, and he thought about the assassination that year for no reason, and his face became serious.
From the corner of my eyes, I saw Meng Yi and Zhao Gao’s nervous and worried appearances, and my brows frowned even deeper!
Will a dignified emperor be afraid of?
Wouldn't that be a joke?
Even though my heart beat for a moment, my face didn't show any signs.
Mount Tai collapses on the top and his face remains unchanged, and the emperor's majesty cannot be reduced!
He said majesticly: "Accurate!"
Qin Xuan waved and walked slowly over with his sword.
Stopped three meters away.
This distance is the greatest safe distance for the emperor.
If you get too close, it will inevitably lead to misunderstandings.
Ying Zheng looked at him and swept across the three swords.
The first disease from left to right is obviously the bronze sword.
The unified system in the Qin army.
The second handle is a scimitar, which is obviously not a weapon of the Qin Dynasty.
The third handle looks the same as the standard weapons in the army, but it looks gray and ordinary.
He spoke in confusion: "What is this?"
Qin Xuan stepped forward and picked up the first standard bronze sword.
He introduced: "This is a standard weapon in the army. I think everyone is familiar with it, right?"
"Um."
Everyone nodded.
Qin Xuan looked at Meng Yi.
He spoke, "Shangqing, can you use your sword to compete?"
Meng Yi turned around and looked at him asking for instructions.
The First Emperor nodded slightly, and he agreed.
He also wanted to see what this kid wanted to do?
However, you cannot carry weapons when following the emperor.
Soon, a servant took over the sword stored in a special place.
Meng Yi took the sword and put it in his palm to care for his care.
Proudly said: "This sword was made by a famous master. He accompanied Meng many times but was not damaged at all!"
Qin Xuan blinked his eyes and smiled in surprise: "That's it very hard?"
"Meng Yi raised his chin and said proudly: "Of course!"
Qin Xuan smiled and picked up the bronze sword, and said with great enthusiasm: "Come on, try!"
"Okay~!"
Meng Yi hadn't played with a sword for a long time, and his hands were itchy, so he slowly drew out the copper sword.
Shiny~!
The sword edge and the scabbard rubbed, making a crisp sound.
Qin Xuan pulled a sword flower and said, "If you don't use any moves, just fight hard!"
Meng Yi nodded, guessed the other party's intention, and his arm holding the hilt of the sword began to accumulate strength.
"Come!"
Qin Xuan shouted loudly and slashed straight down.
Meng Yi was worried about the other party's identity and did not dare to rush to take action. After the sword strikes, he held the knife in both hands and slashed towards him.
Ding ~!
With a crisp sound, the standard copper sword in Qin Xuan's hand instantly broke.
The broken sword edge was spinning in the air, flying one meter away and plunged into the soil.
Meng Yi looked calm and was not surprised by the result at all.
This sword was made by famous masters, and it is hard to compare with a single weapon.
The hilt of the sword in his hand flipped in a chic manner, and a proud look appeared on his face.
Slap~!
"Cai~!"
Ying Zheng had a smile on his majestic face and applauded.
Meng Yi turned around, his sword blade was facing down, and he saluted respectfully: "Thank you for your praise!"
I felt so proud in my heart!
Qin Xuan looked at the half of the copper sword in his hand and threw it on the ground like throwing garbage.
Then, the second scimitar was taken.
The scimitar is extremely bright, and it exudes a faint cold light under the reflection of the sun.
Even those who don’t know how to use the knife knows that this is a powerful weapon!
This scimitar was naturally the spoil seized in the battle of Shangjun.
Of course, it was the one from Imori.
Although the man was put back, the knife was slandered by someone Qin as a spoil.
If you don’t get some spoils back for the first time on the battlefield, how can you be worthy of Qin’s style of plucking hairs by the geese!
Qin Xuan held the scimitar with his back hand and smiled: "This is a weapon captured by the thousand cavalry captains of the Xiongnu in Shangjun. It was made of the Yuezhi people with fine steel!"
The First Emperor looked at the scimitar with a look of thought in his eyes.
After all, the seven kingdoms had just ended the melee, and the Yuezhi people had just mastered the method of refining fine steel, which was reasonable for the Qin people to not know.
Only after a few battles will you realize how powerful the steel is!
Qin Xuan pulled a sword flower and whispered in a low voice.
"Come again!"
Meng Yi's eyes narrowed and looked at the scabbard with a flashing cold light, his face showed a cautious look.
As a family of military generals, I have also heard that the senior generals of the Huns seemed to have obtained powerful weapons, but they have never had the chance to see them.
After all, let alone the Zuo Dadu Captain, even at the level of the Qianqi Captain, it is a large army for the Xiongnu organization!
To be continued...