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Chapter 460: Testing the Knife
Liu Dashao and the other two men followed each other on horseback behind the female official of the Kingdom of Jin.
Behind him were more than 20 imperial guards for personal protection. Young Master Liu was not used to having dozens of people following him everywhere, but Song Qing repeatedly asked.
It is said that it is no small matter to go to the city to watch the battle this time, but it is different from entering other places. There are flying arrows on the battlefield. If the dragon's commander-in-chief accidentally dies under the flying arrows, not only Song Qing will be punished, but also Song Qing will be punished. The mission of two thousand people will also be implicated.
It's not that Young Master Liu's status is so valuable, but that the Commander-in-Chief represents Dalong's face, the emperor's face. If anything happens to Young Master Liu, it's like slapping Dalong's face.
"Don't take it seriously. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. If I can't take care of your safety, each of them can stand up and block an arrow for you."
These were Song Qing's original words, and Liu Mingzhi could only accept them.
In this era, it is not nice to say that bodyguards are just there to block swords. No matter how prominent their status or title is, they only block swords.
This is their mission.
Song Qing watched the female official of the Kingdom of Jin, who was far ahead, turn sideways to Young Master Liu: "You are so mysterious just to make some fireworks? Are you making a fuss out of a molehill? You even asked your eldest brother to guard the door for you!"
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the unsmiling guards around him: "What kind of fireworks? When will I make fireworks?"
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi with a sneer: "Third brother, this nose is not just for breathing. The smell in my room just now was clearly the smell of those fireworks and gunpowder you sent to my house. I smelled it as soon as I entered the door. , because there were outsiders present, I didn’t ask you in detail, at least you have to tell me what’s inside?”
"Brother, you are on duty in the palace, don't you know a word? The more you know, the worse your death will be. It's better to be confused. When it's time to tell you, my brother will naturally tell you, believe me."
Song Qing looked at Young Master Liu's upright eyes and said, "Okay, I'll be relieved with your words. I won't ask any more questions."
Liu Mingzhi glanced at the closed courtyards and various shops on the surrounding streets and frowned. The situation was not optimistic.
Now that the enemy is facing the enemy, except for some auxiliary soldiers who are carrying various defensive items, the streets are empty like a dead city, which makes people feel terrified.
Liu Mingzhi sighed, don't the people in these capitals understand the truth that when the city is alive and the people are there, the people will perish when the city dies?
Even if they are not needed to fight the enemy, they should at least help the auxiliary soldiers transport various supplies so that the auxiliary soldiers can free up their hands to strengthen the city wall.
After wandering all the way to the south gate of the capital of the Kingdom of Jin, the female official of the Kingdom of Jin turned over and dismounted: "Two noble envoys, please, His Majesty is waiting for you two at the city wall."
"Good work."
Whether in Dalong or the Kingdom of Jin, this was Liu Mingzhi's first time climbing the city wall. He only realized how tall the city wall was when he climbed the city wall himself.
A rough estimate is that it is over ten feet tall. Although it is not intimidating, it is at least shocking.
Liu Mingzhi was even more shocked as he slowly climbed up the city gate. He had always heard that horse racing could be done on the city wall. He had never seen it with his own eyes, so he didn't understand how vast a project it was.
It turns out that horse racing can really take place on the city wall. The city head, which is more than ten feet wide, is crowded with people. People are carrying various kinds of rolling wood and thunder stones. A disgusting smell fills the air. As expected, it is the boiling golden juice in the iron pot. cause trouble.
The smell of all kinds of feces mixed together is really not good.
However, in this environment, many soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin were grabbing pancakes and eating them deliciously. Even though they were soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin, Young Master Liu couldn't help but feel a little in awe.
They are all just serving as soldiers to eat food and find a way to survive. Everyone is their own master.
"Bonchen Willow."
"The state minister Song Qing."
"I have met His Majesty."
The Queen, who was observing the map, turned around when she heard the voice: "The two noble envoys have arrived. There is no need for courtesy on the battlefield. Please forgive me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Young Master Liu looked at the empress in military uniform and was slightly distracted. Whether it was the empress in palace attire or the empress in military uniform, she had a heroic temperament.
The Queen, who is wearing regular clothes, is the kind of elegant lady who is the brightest star in the night sky no matter what kind of dress she is wearing.
Some people are like this. Others wear luxurious clothes to enhance their temperament, but the Queen is different. Whatever she wears, she makes her clothes proud.
Realizing his impoliteness, Liu Mingzhi quickly turned his eyes and looked at the open land outside the city.
The Queen ignored Liu Mingzhi and the two men and looked at the twenty unsmiling guards behind them. No, it should be said that she looked at the tightly stitched plate armor on the guards and the horizontal sword at their waists.
Thinking of the information mentioned in the secret report, the Queen thought for a moment and understood what the weapons and armor on the bodyguards were. Although she had not seen the actual objects, the appearance and specifications of various new types of equipment were clearly described in the information.
Glancing lightly at Young Master Liu who was observing the terrain outside the city, the Queen slowly walked towards the twenty personal guards. Song Qing frowned slightly and looked at the armor and weapons of the personal guards.
"Can you let me see your weapon?"
The Queen looked at the first personal guard and asked calmly and calmly. It was obviously a questioning tone, but there was an unquestionable feeling.
The first personal guard was Song Qing's imperial guard Qin Yi. Qin Yi looked at Song Qing, who was also fully armored, and asked if he could hand over his weapon.
Song Qing hesitated and looked at Young Master Liu, obviously wanting to throw the blame to Young Master Liu.
Liu Mingzhi had already sensed the Queen's immediate move, and nodded gently when he noticed Song Qing's eyes.
It's not that Mr. Liu doesn't want to keep the appearance of Tang Hengdao secret, but there is no need to worry at all. There is no own method for making Hengdao. Even Dalong's skilled craftsmen can't do it. Even if the Queen has the appearance of Hengdao carved into her heart, she has no skills. Craftsmanship is also in vain.
This is the power of knowledge.
Otherwise, the Queen's Admiral has already investigated the appearance of various new equipment, so why not let the craftsmen of the Jin Kingdom imitate them?
It's not that there are no imitations, but that the imitations are just superficial and do not have the power in the hands of the great dragon soldiers.
Otherwise, why would the Queen have to induce Young Master Liu to hand over the secret recipe for making the Modao equipment?
After receiving the signal from the two chief officers, Qin Yi took off the saber from his waist without hesitation and held it in front of the queen with both hands, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
The Queen didn't care about Qin Yi's attitude and gently held the blade of the Hengdao with one hand. She couldn't help but be startled when she noticed the weight of the Hengdao.
Such a powerful horizontal sword can be so light. You must know that this era is limited to steel-making technology. The weapons have always been thick and wear-resistant, so the weight is naturally quite good.
The Queen originally thought that the Hengdao must be extremely heavy to be so terrifying, but after taking possession of it, she realized that the weight of the Hengdao was almost the same as an ordinary sword.
The queen's heart tightened even before she drew out the blade. The frighteningly powerful but light weapon doubled the strength of the soldiers.
Looking back at Young Master Liu who was looking at the map, the Queen gently drew out the blade of the horizontal sword.
A flash of cold light spread out, and the Queen waved her wrist.
Before anyone could react, the rolling wood placed nearby split open.
"Good knife."
