The rebel army's foremost master craftsman forged a million iron pylons!

"Hey Leonardo DiCaprio, wanna get a wife?"

"The rebel leaders are about to enter the village. You've been single for eighteen years; you can't make a living with just your skills!"

Stone Village

Li Family Iron Shop.

A hoarse voice suddenly rang out outside Li Tian's blacksmith shop.

"Hey, village chief, you said last time that the government was giving out wives, which made me make a wasted trip and I almost got conscripted by the government."

"This time they're saying the rebel army is giving away wives."

"So both sides are sending wives to conscript men!"

Beside the forging table, a tall, thin young man dressed in shorts was forging a red-hot iron billet.

The young man had dark skin, but he had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his eyes were piercing and piercing, exuding a scholarly air that was out of place with his surroundings.

He skillfully used a bronze-forged vernier caliper to measure the dimensions, then stuffed the iron billet into a bucket of water to quench it.

laugh! ! !

Amidst the swirling white steam, Li Tian wiped the sweat from his face with the towel draped around his neck before looking at the village chief, Li Congshan.

If you look closely, Li Tian's blacksmith shop is quite different from ordinary blacksmith shops, as it contains all sorts of strange and unusual items.

The reason is simple: Li Tian is a time traveler.

A PhD in Materials Science and Chemistry from Tsinghua and Peking Universities unexpectedly transmigrated into the body of a blacksmith.

It is now the seventh year of the Great Wei Dynasty.

The King of Wei was incompetent, treacherous officials held power, and the people were filled with resentment.

Externally, barbarian tribes were knocking on the gates; internally, righteous armies were rising up in rebellion.

The entire Great Wei Dynasty was in a state of turmoil.

"You little rascal!"

"How can a rebel army be compared to the government army?"

"That's an army that acts on behalf of Heaven. Besides, your grandparents entrusted you to me before they passed away. Why don't you leave an heir for the Li family?"

"How could I possibly face my two elderly ancestors in the afterlife!"

"Moreover, if we can't find enough able-bodied men, the rebel leader will kill people."

"Alright! Pack your things and come with me! The rebel leader is coming!"

The village chief's combination of bluffing and deception left Li Changshan completely bewildered.

Li Changshan felt sad whenever his grandparents were mentioned.

Before he transmigrated, Li Changshan was an orphan.

Only after traveling through time did I feel a little bit of the warmth of family.

Who would have thought that their grandparents would be beaten to death by tax collectors because they couldn't pay their taxes?

In a sense, Li Changshan believed that the rebel army was slightly better than the government army.

Li Tian yawned, got up, dressed, and then walked towards the big banyan tree at the village entrance.

As a time traveler, he didn't want to be captured and beheaded by the rebels before he could even find a wife.

When Li Tian arrived at the big locust tree at the village entrance, many villagers were already waiting there.

They were all young men from the village, and each of them looked excited.

It seems that the importance of a wife has outweighed the fear of execution for these young men.

After waiting for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a sudden burst of gong and drum sounds came from the village entrance.

Li Tian stood on tiptoe and saw a long line of people marching towards them.

Leading the way were well-dressed officials, followed by a troop of soldiers, some wearing tattered armor, others simply dressed in plain clothes.

The weapons in his hands were also a mess, with a chipped steel knife and a spear that was already bent.

"This is the rebel army?" Li Tian frowned slightly. If he had known that the rebel army's weapons were so backward, he would have been better off joining the imperial army earlier.

Behind this procession followed four oxcarts, two of which were piled high with cooked meat, the aroma of which could be smelled from a great distance.

Most notably, behind the four oxcarts followed a long procession composed entirely of women.

There were more than twenty people in total, crying and sobbing, their hands tied with ropes, and soldiers on both sides leading them with ropes.

Upon seeing these women, the men in the village instantly fell silent.

It wasn't because these women were ugly; on the contrary, it was because they were so beautiful. They were mostly between seventeen and twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall and slender, with fair skin and pretty faces.

What's most special about these women is that each of them exudes an air of superiority, completely unlike the women in the countryside.

Simply put, it refers to posture and appearance.

The women in the countryside are all big and burly; they're nowhere near as slender and fair-skinned as these women.

These country gentlemen were all drooling.

Men are all male animals; who doesn't like looking at beautiful women?

Despite this, many people still lowered their heads silently, partly because they felt ashamed of their appearance, and partly because rural men valued wives who were capable and fertile, while these women were too delicate to do anything after marriage.

"Village chief, these women are too ugly, I don't like them!" Sun Erlaizi even complained.

"Bullshit! You donkey egg!" The village chief slapped Sun Erlaizi on the head.

"These are the wealthy families and officials' relatives from those counties and prefectures. They eat good meat and are fed fine rice every day. You don't even have the right to kowtow to them!"

"Now the rebels are capturing you to be their wives, what are you unhappy about?"

"Don't say anything out of line later, lest you anger the rebel leader and have your heads chopped off!"

In the blink of an eye, the group had arrived at the village entrance.

The leader dismounted, wearing brass-colored armor, with a noticeable scar on his face. He was a burly man, clearly a fierce general.

The village chief quickly walked over, leaning on his cane, and grinned, revealing a set of sparse teeth.

"This humble man, Li Demao, greets General Chen and welcomes the Heavenly Army to our Stone Village. Our Stone Village has prepared a small feast..."

General Chen raised his arm, signaling the village chief to be quiet.

The next second, General Chen's gruff voice resounded throughout the entire Stone Village.

"Listen up, men of Stone Village! We are General Zhang's army, and we've come to distribute wives to you."

"Ordinary people are limited to one, but those with special talents can receive two!"

"If you like it later, just take it home."

"Don't fight! Don't snatch!"

"After you pick up your wife, go to the quartermaster to get ten taels of silver and ten catties of meat!"

"Our rebel army is only giving you ten days to preserve your seed!"

"Ten days later, those who have collected their wives' money must return to camp immediately. Anyone who fails to do so will be beheaded!"

"Me! Me! Me..."

The men who had just complained that these women were not fertile suddenly swarmed forward.

They had their own despicable thoughts. Although these women were not good at bearing children, they would take them as wives first and then sell them to other places later to get some money.

As the saying goes, every male is lustful.

"Hmph! Wait!" General Chen shouted softly, and an invisible wave of energy spread out.

The villagers who wanted to rush forward were actually shaken and took a step back!

This person is actually a martial artist!

Seeing that everyone was stunned, General Chen's expression softened, and he spoke again.

"As I just said, those with special talents will be given wives first. Is there anyone in your village with special talents?"

"Blacksmithing, horse raising, hunting, tomb raiding... all count!"

"Li Tian!"

Before Li Tian could react, the village chief suddenly grabbed his arm and brought him to General Chen, explaining with a smile.

"General Chen, this is my nephew, Li Tian. He's the village blacksmith. The sickles he forges are absolutely superb. They can cut ten acres of land without the blade chipping or even breaking!"

"Seriously?!" General Chen took a step forward abruptly, his eyes gleaming as he scrutinized the man.

Most of the rebels were from humble backgrounds or peasant origins. Due to the limitations of the technology of the time, ordinary sickles would become dull after cutting only a few acres of land, so they were very precious. Some families that owned sickles were still using stone sickles.

General Chen naturally knew the significance of these words.

"It's true! Every sickle in every household was forged by him. Check it yourself!" the village chief said confidently.

Li Tian felt very uncomfortable being stared at and was somewhat uneasy, so he casually improved the craftsmanship. This thing could also be considered a special talent.

"Good!" Unexpectedly, General Chen patted Li Tian's shoulder forcefully and shouted with shining eyes.

"Alright, our rebel army is short of blacksmiths, so we'll make an exception for you because of your special talent."

"This general allows you to choose your wives first, and you are even permitted to choose three!"

"This..." Li Tian hesitated for a moment, then, seeing that General Chen's men were about to draw their swords again, he quickly said, "Then let's do as General Chen says."

Then, Li Tian came to a group of criminal women and took a quick look at them.

His gaze fell on a tall, slightly plump woman. Most importantly, the woman's skin was very fair, which matched Li Tian's aesthetic standards.

Just then, the criminal woman also looked up and glanced at Li Tian.

boom!

Li Tian froze on the spot.

This woman was actually his sister-in-law, Chen Yushu!