It was hot summer, and the three rebels wanted to help the charcoal. The young master didn't even bother to be hot and asked, "I have a copper furnace, but it's not good charcoal. The three of you entered this copper furnace from the east, what are the abilities that can be used as charcoal in the snow?"

The Prince of the People heard about Linqiu, which was a major event that concerns the strength of the Three Jin Dynasties.

He had been waiting for news from the west, such as news that the Qin people took the opportunity to advance eastward to take Hequ, or that Wu Qi suddenly suffered from a bad disease and died, but none of these happened.

I couldn't hear the news from the west, but I heard more from the news from the east. Before the Battle of Linqiu, I learned that before the battle of Linqiu, I used a rope to climb into the city wall to convince Gongsun Hui, and destroyed Tian Bu's tactic of digging tunnels to attack the city.

He had heard of the Mo people, but he did not like to communicate with the Mo people. Instead, he favored those of the Xihe Ru people.

After asking, the three tall ones from the rebel Mo stood up and pointed to their swords and said, "I can kill people ten steps. I can also prevent them from killing people ten steps."

A short, smart-looking man said, "I can kill people thousands of miles away by my words and blood."

The last person said: "I have no ability that my son can like, but we, the thirty rebels, can be divided into households and people with thousands of spears, spears, crossbows and arrows."

The young master heard three words of killing and laughed: "Mozhe is not easy to kill, but you have the ability to kill?"

Rei Mo, who was short and said that he could kill people with words and words, replied: "How can you not kill people if you kill them? We, like Rei Mo, have forgotten righteousness, but we have not forgotten the ability to kill people."

Young Master Lian was determined to be a wise man who would attract guests, but the dead men around him had to be a villain who was careful of him.

So the dead soldier took the lead and said, "Young Master likes sword dance the most, so you might as well dance the sword to entertain the young master. It is boring to dance the sword alone, so please dance with me."

After saying that, he took a step forward and another dead soldier next to him stood in his original position to prevent things like a sect.

Log Mo knelt on the ground, put the short sword in place, and waited for the people from the young master to send the wooden sword.

The wooden sword was in his hand, and after saluting, the two of them did not make a sword dance posture at all.

The wooden sword was not long at this time. It was said that it was a three-foot sword, but these three feet were Zhou Zi.

Log Mo held a sword in his right hand and his left hand in front of him, and slashed casually, as if showing that he could dance a sword.

The dead soldier only glanced at it and laughed in his heart. He thought that he had heard that there were many Eastern swordsmen, but he was afraid that they were all brave and cruel people in the market and did not understand the real skills of fighting in the military formation.

The sword hurts people, and it depends on the stab.

Ordinary people will subconsciously chop and chop when holding a sword, but the chopping distance is long and it is difficult to kill people.

Most of the Qin people fought with Yiqu, and the other party had few arsenals, so the Qin people did not use many sword stabs. These dead soldiers were all fought by themselves. The opponent's rebel Mo was slashing and slashing postures, and there were too many useless movements, so the dead soldiers looked down on them.

The bronze sword is not heavy, and the best sword is only four or five kilograms, but it depends entirely on the strength of the wrist in your hand. It takes a lot of effort to swing a sword of one or two kilograms. After all, the distance between the center of gravity of the sword and the hilt and wrist is too far away, and it is extremely laborious. A real good man will not make useless wielding moves.

The dead soldier no longer needs to show himself in front of the young master, but he feels that these people have little ability and are afraid they are of no use, so he has to solve the problem as quickly as possible to make these people retreat in shame, and to show the skills of the Western Qin Dynasty.

He was scheming in his heart, but he didn't want to rebel Mo to take action first, took a quick step forward, and suddenly stabbed the dead soldier's heart.

This already had a bit of a sense of fighting for life on the battlefield, but the Dead Soldier was not worried. He quickly dodged to the right, seized the opportunity of the opponent's light entry and stabbed towards Remo Mo's throat.

The Dead Soldier felt that the winner could be decided in an instant, so that the young master could understand that these people were useless.

But just as he stabbed at Qu Mo's throat, the sword that Qu Mo stabbed at his heart suddenly retracted, and his empty left hand suddenly grabbed his right arm.

The Dead Soldier was secretly shocked, not expecting that the opponent was so fast. The sword that stabbed his heart just now was just a sway and did not use all his strength. He was just lying to take action.

This dead soldier has been trained through many times of hard fighting. Just look at this point and you will know that the other party is a good player. Those who are good at using swords in everything will not slash; those who can deceive others will also be good players.

Zhi Mo's body suddenly jumped forward and stuck within two feet of the dead man's body. He grabbed the dead man's wrist with his left hand, and his right hand holding the sword was also difficult to use because the distance was too short.

The Dead Soldier subconsciously extended his left hand and grabbed the opponent's right hand. The experience he gained from fighting for life made him realize that such a small space could not be stabbed at all. Since the opponent was so close, he could only use the horn to move.

The two of them landed almost at the same time. They both knew that they would lose a fight if they held the sword in their hands. This was not a dagger but a sword. They both used swords, so they had already formed a habit in many battles. They also understood that in the narrow space, they would be passive if they wanted to keep the sword.

The Dead Soldier wanted to grab a step to the left to prevent the opponent from being stuck in his way of advancing and retreating, but in the end he was unconscious and was one step slower.

Rebellion first stuck his left foot position. The Death Soldier knew that his legs had been stuck by the other party, and he exerted force on his waist and abdomen to resist the other party's strength.

As soon as he exerted force, Qu Mo's waist was already pressed against his crotch, and his shoulders were pressed against the Dead Soldier. The Dead Soldier couldn't stand and fell backwards. When he fell down, he used his arms to pull Qu Mo desperately, trying to pull Qu Mo to the ground and fight.

When his back fell heavily to the ground, the dead soldier suddenly felt his belly chill and his clothes were lifted up by the rebel man.

Just lifted up the clothes, the Death Soldier shouted directly: "I lost."

Rei Mo also turned over, stood aside and saluted, looking at the young master and said, "What do you think of this sword dance?"

Even the young master knew that the skills of the dead soldiers around him were not rare enemies in the world, nor did he follow him, and he was not the one with Qin Bo's follower, and he might be the best swordsman among the Qin people, but they were all descendants who had followed Li Gong to conquer Yiqu, so the methods were already considered acceptable.

The two of them danced their swords and it ended in a moment. The young master knew that his deceased soldier had admitted defeat, but he didn't see how he lost.

I thought I had seen someone comparing swords, but where could I compare it like this? How could I compare swords with horns?

But he knew that the Dead Soldier must have used all his strength. Although he didn't know how to distinguish the winner and lose, he knew that he had indeed lost.

Moreover, the other dead soldiers standing beside him held swords after seeing this scene, as if they were facing a great enemy.

He already understood that this seemingly unpleasant sword-like sword-making technique was a sword-making technique for fighting for life, and smiled and said, "Swords must be excellent, but dance is not good. I saw a lot of dance, but the sword is not good. Confucius said that knowing what it means to know what it means to know but not knowing. So I would like to ask what it means to know what it means to know?"

Bisheng's rebellious Mo said, "Young Master is not ashamed to ask, I cannot help but answer. But the winner does not know where the sword is good, so the loser can know. So please ask another question."

The young master glanced at the dead soldier who had admitted defeat, and didn't understand why the dead soldier who had opened his clothes gave in.

The dead soldier had no shame and said solemnly: "The noble man must have armor, either skin or bronze. He lifted up his clothes and lifted up his armor. When fighting, the elite soldier must have a dagger, so I lost."

The young master asked, "Why don't you pierce the throat?"

"The throat is in front of you. You can twist your arms with force when you are eager to do it. If you lift your armor and stab it, killing people the fastest, and it is difficult to be wary of. The arm can wrestle the dagger that wants to pierce the throat, but it is difficult to wrestle the dagger that pierces the abdomen."

The young master seemed to understand, and then praised him and asked the rebel Mo, "Is the Mo still good at stinging?"

The question seemed to be stable, but in fact, the young master was secretly happy. If these rebels were proficient in assassination, they could really use it for themselves to do some big things.

When Rebel Mo heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "Mo is not good at assassination. This is just the way to defend the city by Zi Mozi."

Even though these people claimed to be rebellious against Mo, when talking about Mozi, Gongzi Lian could clearly feel the respect therein.

As the world can be used as a Confucian scholar, the Mohist scholar has certainly heard of it, but he really can't understand it.

I have noble blood, gold and bronze, chariots and horses, beautiful girls, and the dead soldiers left by my father. Even so, I have gathered dozens of loyal people.

But Mo'er wore a short brown and ate coarse rice. Young Master couldn't understand how Mo'er gathered among these people who were dead.

Even though these people rebelled against Mo, they still did not change their respect. This is where he really thought he could not pass through the joints.

When the young master even heard the respect in the tone of rebellious mo, he thought to himself that he had a disciple now, but if one day his uncle's heir sat firmly in his seat, how many people would be left by his side?

Originally, I just hoped that these rebels were proficient in assassination, but at this time I had some different ideas. So I asked these rebels with courtesy, which seemed like horns. Why were the assassination methods used to defend the city?

"After the young master asks, I will answer."

"If it comes to assassination, Wu Zhizhu was the most famous in the past. Ou Yezi picked the tin of Chijin Mountain; Ruyexi copper cast five swords. Gongzi Guang got three swords and gave them fish intestines to Zhuanzhu. The fish intestines can break the armor. However, famous swords in the world are expensive, and many people in the ink are poor. There are always smelters who cast their masters, and they rarely use good swords."

"However, Mo defends the city. When the city is broken, the most dangerous time is when the city gate is broken. If the city gate is broken, those who pour into the city gate must be relatives and nobles. Warriors and doctors rely on their courage to rush in. When Confucius' father lifted the city gate to save sixty soldiers and seventy doctors, that's the case. Unless the warriors and nobles cannot break the door in one fell swoop."

"Warriors are of great importance, so they must be wearing armor, either copper or skin, and they have been fighting since childhood, so they are not something ordinary people can guard."

"If you want to kill the armored warriors, it is best to use cones or axes. However, Mozi does not allow people guarding the city gate to carry awls and axes, so you can only think of some other solutions."

Young Master Lian Qi said: "If you are dealing with armored people, it is best to use an axe and an awl, why not carry it?"

Rei Mo smiled and said, "Because someone should take the opportunity to open the city gate. Axes and awls can be used to cut off the door bolt and open the city gate."

The young master thought for a moment and understood, and said strangely: "Does Mo Di not trust people?"

"Zi Mozi loves others and trusts others, but he never puts all hope on trust. So he wants to form a troupe and a clue. Since he is not allowed to carry axes and awls to guard the city gate, he can only use a sword. The former gentleman thought hard about countermeasures and finally thought of such a method. Use a short sword and a wooden shield to form a formation to attack, and the short sword will lead to a secret formation."

"When fighting, hide a dagger and overturn the nobles who broke the city gate. They lifted their armor and stabbed them into their abdomen. Without a famous sword like Yuyan, they can also kill the nobles of armored soldiers and rush into the formation. Zi Mozi personally taught and had a swordsman like Gong Zaoye to check and repair the swordsman, so they can beat your dead soldiers."

Gong Zaoye's reputation was not obvious outside the Mo. The young master had already seen the means of rebel against Mo. When he heard that these city-guarding techniques were all thought by one person, he couldn't help but be fascinated by it.

"Can Mo Di defend all the cities?"

Rebellion said with a smile: "Zi Mozi once said that there are only twelve ways to attack cities in the world. Build mountains and attack ladders, climb cities with hook ladders, rush cars to attack cities, cloud ladders to attack cities, fill city ditches, break water and flood cities, tunnels to attack cities, break through city walls, and drill holes in the city walls, climb cities like ants, use four-wheeled vehicles covered with cowhides, and use towering chariots. Perhaps there are new methods in later generations, but now there are only these twelve types in the world."

"Zi Mozi may not be able to defend all the cities, but he can deal with all the twelve ways to attack the cities. As for the people's hearts, soldiers, and food, these are not the things that can be done within these twelve ways."

"We rebel from the Mohist school, but these methods of defending the city are all skillful."

The young master heard the Mozhe talk about twelve methods of siege in a row, asking one by one, and asking a few more ways to deal with it. He thought to himself: "The Mozhe is indeed very capable, and he cannot blame the Chu people who were unable to attack Shangqiu. The Mozhe can deal with these twelve methods of siege in the city, and I can't think of any more methods."

So he asked, "Among the Imperials, are you considered sergeants?"

The Rebellion, who had never spoken, said, "We dare not compare Zi Mozi. It is better to be a big one than to defend the city... Well, we are already rebellious. We can't call it like this, it's just a habit. Better to defend the city than to kill the bird..."

Rebellious Moben wanted to say a few more names, but finally stopped and smiled bitterly: "Young Master must have heard of things like wheat flour. He is a new ink man named Shi. Even if this is the case for only half a year, if we plant crops and gather the hearts of the people, we will be inferior to us. Among the ink man, there are many capable people, and the young master can be fascinated."

Seeing that the rebel Mo was the one who claimed to be a sword, the young master asked with a smile: "You are rebel Mo, and there are also many capable people among the ink. In this way, why should I use your charcoal? If you use you, will the real ink who has a lot of capable people no longer be used by me?"

Zhimo smiled indifferently and said, "Young Master, have you heard of such a sword. This sword is extremely sharp and has no blood. You can cut jade with a little force. At the moment of battle, any killer can always make a dragon roar sound. The sound will shake for several miles. The morale of the side holding the sword is greatly shocked. When the opponent's soldiers heard the sound of the dragon roar, they immediately became depressed, abandoned their armor and dragged their troops away."

Young Master Lian didn't know why this rebel asked this. When he heard such a sword, he was extremely happy and felt that it was far beyond the famous swords he had heard of. He thought there was really this sword, so he asked what the sword was called? Where was this sword?

Rei Mo pointed to the roof, and the young master looked up, but Rei Mo said, "This sword is on the sun. However, there is still a sword that cannot be cut into jade, but its sharpness is not weak in fish intestines, and its thickness is not as thick as Zhanlu. The light is as bright as pure Jun, and the murderous intent can conceal evil, and the length is relatively high... May I ask, which sword are you willing to spend your whole life looking for?"

The young master pondered for a moment and said, "Although the Dragon Roar Sword is good, it is unavailable. Although the sword is not as good as the Dragon Roar, it is also contained in the world, and it is finally in the world and can always be obtained. I am willing to get the next one."

The betrayal said: "That's the reason, so you should find a way to gain our support and trust, rather than thinking about the true mos that are far superior to us. Even if you can't get it, it has nothing to do with the young master. So within the range you can get, we betrayal mos are the best taxi that the young master can get at this time."

"Young Master only said that your copper furnace is not good charcoal, but you don't know that good charcoal also chooses copper furnace."

When the young master heard this, he returned the courtesy and said, "Please go into the furnace to test the charcoal."
Chapter completed!