Loan Wusheng

Chapter 53: The Arsenal Sword Selection
Zheng Jun felt that he had been trapped in a trance before and took these 300 county soldiers too seriously.

These 300 county soldiers were not his trusted confidants who were promoted by him. At most, they could be used by him for his command. It was impossible to ask them to fight to the death for him.

If you cut off everyone's financial resources right away, you will only make yourself a target of public criticism.

What you should do more is to cultivate your own team.

For example, the 73 people who died in the battle left 73 vacancies, and these vacancies are the best way for you to select and supplement your trusted ones.

Seeing Zheng Jun say this, Yang Jun also breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Don't worry, Captain, our army has a discount for purchasing elixirs such as Cangqi Dan and Yixue Wan. It only costs eighty taels!"

Is there such a good thing?

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jun said, "Then exchange the remaining twenty taels for three Yixue Pills."

A pill of Yixue Pills costs eight taels even with a channel discount.

Three pills weigh twenty-four taels, which is four taels over the amount.

Yang Jun wanted to speak, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

Forget it, just give it an extra four ounces, as long as you don’t cause trouble.

"Captain, I will take my leave."

After the generals left, Zheng Jun sat in the big tent and began to think.

Being caught for drawing a salary without working, and then being held accountable?

If it is true as Yang Jun said, that all the troops in the state are eating, then he doesn't have to worry too much. If the sky falls, there are still tall people to hold it up. At worst, he can learn from Liu Bang and escape to the Dahei Mountain, waiting for the old emperor to die and the world to fall into chaos.

And based on the current situation, the old emperor might die before anything happens.

Zheng Jun has already noticed something.

Although it is unknown how long a high-level warrior can live, the Great Zhou Dynasty has already existed for 869 years, plus the time this mighty emperor spent competing for power, as well as his life experiences before that.

How about it? It is more than a thousand years old now.

I'm afraid I won't live long.

In this case, if you want to be a loyal servant of the imperial court, forget it.

Make plans for the future and for yourself.

Cai Xun has a rebellious heart. He talks about "big things in the future". To put it bluntly, everyone knows what he is thinking.

Zheng Jun thought that it would be better for him to take advantage of the opportunity.

Only when one's own martial arts level is improved can there be a future.

However, now he is the head of the Black Mountain Guard and commands the troops of a county.

If I don’t do something, wouldn’t it be a waste of this identity?
After thinking for a moment, Zheng Jun suddenly saw the knife and sword that he had casually placed on the table.

That sword was a military officer's ceremonial sword. From the hilt to the scabbard, it was all beautifully decorated, and it looked solemn and dignified.

But the quality of the sword was not very good. Zheng Jun weighed it and felt that the blade would become blunt after killing two or three people. It was not a good sword.

The money was spent on decoration.

As for the ceremonial sword, there is no need to mention it.

One handful every five days.

"Whoo~"

Zheng Jun let out a breath, then stood up from the main seat swiftly, took off his cloak-like coat, put it on the outer chair, then quickly got up and went to the armory.

"Dutou."

When the soldiers guarding the armory saw Zheng Jun, they immediately saluted and clasped their fists to him with a respectful attitude.

"Well, open the armory and I'll take inventory."

Zheng Jun nodded and asked.

After hearing Zheng Jun's words, the county soldier opened the armory without asking any other questions and led Zheng Jun to the armory. There was a squad of ten people stationed in the armory, and when they saw Zheng Jun coming in, they also hurriedly saluted, and Zheng Jun also nodded frequently, as if he was a leader going to the grassroots.

After entering, Zheng Jun saw rows of weapons racks placed in the warehouse, classified by swords, spears, swords and halberds, among which spears and halberds obviously accounted for the majority.

Zheng Jun picked up one of them at random, weighed it, put it back, and asked again: "Do you have a ceremonial sword?"

"Yes, please come this way, Captain."

After hearing Zheng Jun's words, the soldier guarding the armory naturally did not hesitate. He immediately took Zheng Jun to a row of weapon racks filled with ceremonial swords and said, "Captain, this ceremonial sword is also called a long sword or an imperial sword. Generally speaking, it is the weapon of the Imperial Guards and the Pacification Office. We do not have many of them in the Military Affairs Office, so we have them all here."

At the side, an old warehouse clerk also spoke up: "Sir, there are seventy-three ceremonial swords in total, sixty-four of which are low-grade swords and nine high-grade swords."

"Nine top-quality swords!"

Zheng Jun nodded and looked in the direction of the nine top-grade swords. He immediately saw nine swords that were completely different from the other ceremonial swords.

Most of them were made by official craftsmen of the Great Zhou court. Only three of them were different from the others. One of them even had a scabbard wrapped in animal skin.

"Sir, these six swords were forged by our Pingzhang County Huotong Blacksmith Shop on behalf of the Pacification Bureau. They are all made of black silver iron and jade gold ore, and have been tempered by thousands of fires. They are truly top-quality swords."

The old warehouse clerk seemed to know these weapons like the back of his hand. He immediately introduced them to Zheng Jun, saying, "These six swords are the spare swords placed here by the General Flag Officer of the Pacification Office. If you want to use them, you need to write a note to the Pacification Office..."

Too much trouble.

Zheng Jun shook his head and continued to ask: "What about the other three?"

"One is a sword that was just stolen from the Qingshui Gang a few days ago, along with five thousand taels of silver. I don't know what it's made of, but it can definitely break steel and shatter swords. It's a top-quality sword. I heard that it's the sword Zhang Ni uses for his daily martial arts practice."

The warehouse clerk said, "There are two more. One is a broken sword picked up from the Black Mountain and melted into it. The other one was used by a Northern Rong barbarian seventy years ago when he got lost in the Yanshan Mountains and went the wrong way. He came all the way to our Black Mountain County, killed several gang leaders, and beheaded the county magistrate at the time. In the end, they were captured and executed by a joint force. This is the sword used by the Northern Rong barbarian at that time."

"It should be a sword that one of the imperial guards lost on the front line and was picked up by this barbarian. Or it could be a replica of the imperial sword made by the Northern Rong people. The material is quite good."

After hearing these words, Zheng Jun nodded slightly, and then said: "Bring me the sword of the Northern Rong barbarian. I will use this one!"

The six standard knives belonged to the Zhenfusi Yamen, but Zheng Jun was too lazy to write a note.

Of the remaining three, the broken sword is naturally the worst choice, and as for the remaining two, any one of them will do for Zheng Jun.

But since he had just killed Zhang Qingyu, it would seem too ostentatious to use his knife, so he decided to use the Beirong knife from seventy years ago.

"Yes!"

……

On the training ground, there was a wooden stake standing in front of us.

Zheng Jun drew his sword and with one slash, he destroyed the enemy in one fell swoop without damaging the blade.

Seeing this, Zheng Jun was quite satisfied with the new sword, especially the outer animal skin scabbard, which gave Zheng Jun a sense of wildness.

"Yes, it's a good knife!"

With this knife, Zheng Jun felt that his strength had been enhanced, which could be said to be like adding wings to a tiger.

However, after getting the new sword, Zheng Jun wanted to practice sword skills even more.

After thinking about it, I decided to repay the hard Qigong in time.

Otherwise, it would be a problem if you get stuck here.

However, asking these county soldiers and runners who couldn't even practice blood refining to assist him in practicing martial arts was too slow and there was not much progress at all.

After thinking about it, Zheng Jun suddenly thought of another person.

Someone who can bring great help to you.

Xu Tianfang!
Only he has just the right strength, not so strong that he needs to go all out, but not a street vendor either.

Only in this way can you speed up your repayment progress.

This may hurt Xu Tianfang.

But for the sake of his own martial arts plans, Zheng Jun could only say sorry to Xu Tianfang in his heart.

Let’s go and challenge the opponent!
(End of this chapter)