The hoarse shouts of nearly 2,000 soldiers continued for a while before slowly subsiding under Liu Hong's signal.

Zhu Cihong looked excitedly at the group of soldiers below who were obviously very tired and covered in mud, and he wanted to say something to boost morale and show the emperor's grace.

But he found that his mind had become blank, which was different from facing hundreds of officials in the court, and the court didn't need him to say anything, those courtiers seemed to be better than him, and they were always talking.

The soldiers in front of him felt familiar and strange to him, and he knew that the cries of these soldiers were from the heart, as could be seen from the look in their eyes and the hysterical clenched fists on their faces.

They were in awe of the imperial power, they longed for merit and glory, and all the soldiers, including the Priest, bowed their heads respectfully and waited for his instructions.

Time passed minute by minute, but it seemed to stand still in this moment.

Liu Hong gradually felt that Zhu Cihong was stage fright, and when he was about to step forward to save the scene, Zhu Cihong spoke.

"Reward!" Zhu Cihong's voice was high, but he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his chest.

Poof-Liu Hong gradually almost fell to the ground.

After holding back for such a long time, I remembered such a word.

The emperor spoke, and the guards behind the high platform naturally couldn't be indifferent, and leaned less, and the four Han generals came over with a long table.

The table was covered with yellow brocade, and something bulged under the brocade.

The soldiers below looked at the table, guessing what was on the table, and a few knowledgeable soldiers even licked their lower lips, can the things given by the emperor be bad?

Even the cabinet ministers and the officials of the six ministries began to talk about what was on the table, for they had not seen it when they came, nor had they heard of what the emperor had prepared for it.

Fang Yuegong, the secretary of the ministry, and Ni Yuanlu, the secretary of the household department, glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness in each other's eyes, and now the influence of the cabinet is getting weaker and weaker, and the emperor seems to be deliberately weakening the cabinet, which is definitely not a good sign.

The answer to the question was obviously not in the soldiers' guesses, and Zhu Cihong didn't let the soldiers wait too long, stepped forward and lifted the yellow cloth on the table.

Under the sun, five long knives appeared on the table, the knives were more than three feet long, the whole body was silver-white, and the handle was made of rosewood, and the outside was wound with gold wire.

Some knowledgeable people can see that the shape of this knife resembles a goose feather knife, and if you look closely, you will find that there seems to be a scaly pattern on the blade, and the cold light shines under the sun.

"This knife is a new type of war knife developed by me personally and ordnance, and it is as sharp as clay!

Come on, get the knife! Zhu Cihong picked up a war knife from the table and asked the soldiers behind him for an ordinary Ming war knife.

The soldier stood in front of the table with his sword raised, and the ministers who had been too close to the table before hurriedly got up and retreated, and everyone knew what the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was going to do.

Zhu Cihong glanced at the new style of war knife, took a deep breath and swung it at the flat battle knife.

With a bang, the standard war knife was broken in two, and the buzz of the war knife colliding was heard in the air.

Looking at Zhu Cihong again, the new war knife in his hand is still intact, and it looks sharper in the sun.

"Good!" The soldiers below couldn't help but yell.

Deng Hu and Le Shulu's eyes lit up suddenly, a good knife on the battlefield means that more enemies can be killed, and it also means that the chances of survival will become greater, maybe the officials think it's nothing, but in the eyes of the soldiers, it is simply good to have such a good knife for self-defense.

What's more, this knife was given by His Majesty the Emperor himself!

Deng Hu and Le Shulu liked the new war knife in front of them with a strange luster, and as the commanders of both the red and blue sides, the two of them were full of expectations.

Zhu Cihong used too much force just now, and after cutting off the standard war knife, he almost slashed the war knife in his hand to the ground by inertia, and he still couldn't hide the excitement on his face.

"The knife is made of stainless steel, with rare metals added to it, and the pattern on the blade is naturally formed when it is forged." Liu Hong gradually saw that Zhu Cihong was still a little excited, so he stepped forward and picked up a war knife and introduced it.

This rare metal was also recently refined by the Ordnance Institute, and Liu Hong gradually named this metal manganese.

Converter steelmaking not only improves the strength of steel, but also enables the emergence of metals that could not be refined before, and manganese is one of them.

Stainless steel mixed with a certain proportion of manganese, after several days of repeated tempering by blacksmiths, the blade will gradually form a scaly pattern, and the blade is also extremely sharp, it is not an exaggeration to use the metaphor of blowing hair and breaking hair.

If there is a Ah San present at this time, he will definitely shout Lie down, isn't this our Damascus steel?

In fact, it is true that the main source of manganese is India, but most of India is black manganese ore, and the knives produced by Gu are also silver-black.

"There are five of these knives, each with a number, even the name of the forger, and the six characters of the first year of Taishun, only the most fearless warriors are qualified to wear this sword." Liu Hong said in a deep voice.

After listening to Liu Hongji's explanation, the eyes of all the soldiers brightened even more.

The most fearless warrior is the hero, the hero of the Ming Dynasty, who doesn't want to be the hero in the hearts of the people, Deng Hu glanced at Le Shulu, and the kid began to gear up.

"His Majesty the Emperor will now conduct the sword awarding ceremony!" Liu Hong gradually handed the war knife numbered 001 to Zhu Cihong and reminded him.

Zhu Cihong took the sword and stroked the bright silver blade, as if he had an understanding.

"This first war knife is given to the king of Daming Anguo." Zhu Cihong's face was serious, he raised the war knife horizontally to his chest, and said to Liu Hong.

Kindness? Liu Hong was stunned for a moment.

He just said that this sword was given to the most fearless warrior of the Ming Dynasty, what was it given to him?

Although he has fought a lot of battles, he has never done anything at all, such as pumping cold guns and putting cold guns, at best, throwing grenades wildly, and slashing people with knives.

And if it really gets to the point of slashing people with a knife, he is sure that he will run away.

"The king of Anguo County is the court to eliminate civil strife, destroy the northern barbarians, train strong soldiers, and benefit the people, worthy of the name of the first warrior of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Aiqing, take the knife!" Zhu Cihong smiled at Liu Hong.

This honor was not given by his father, and at this moment, Zhu Cihong felt full of pride in his chest.

"Thank you for the emperor's gift, the ministers will hold this sword, for the Ming Dynasty, for Your Majesty to settle all the ministers!" Liu Hong gradually bent down to take the sword, and the guards had already sent the matching scabbard.

Liu Hong gradually hung the war knife on his waist, and then retreated behind Zhu Cihong.

This trick of giving the knife was originally proposed by him and Zhu Cihong, but he didn't expect that the first thing that came to mind was him, which made Liu Hong's heart warm.