At this time, it was a hot summer, but the three rebels wanted to send charcoal, but the son was not even too hot, and asked rhetorically: "I have a copper furnace, and it is not good charcoal that does not burn." The three of them entered this copper furnace from the east, what ability can they do to make charcoal in the snow? ”

The matter of Liqiu, Gongzi even heard about it, this is a major event related to the strength of the Three Jins.

He had been waiting for news from the west, such as rumors in Wei that the Qin people had taken the opportunity to move eastward and take the river meander, or that Wu Qi had suddenly died of a vicious disease, but none of this happened.

I couldn't hear the news from the west, so I heard more from the east, and I knew that before the battle of Xiaqiu, the rebel Mo used ropes to climb into the city wall to persuade Gongsun Hui, and ruined Tian Bu's tactics of digging tunnels to attack the city.

He had heard of the Mo, but he didn't like to communicate with the Mo, but he favored those who were Confucian in Xihe.

After asking, the tallest of the three rebels stood up, pointed to his saber and said, "I can kill people in ten steps." It can also prevent ten steps to kill. ”

A man of short stature with a shrewd face said: "I can kill people and bleed for thousands of miles with my tongue." ”

The last person said: "I don't have the ability that my son can look at, but we, the thirty rebels, can organize the people and kill people with thousands of spears and crossbows." ”

Gongzi listened to three sentences of murder in a row, and said with a smile: "The ink is not easy to kill, but you have the ability to kill?" ”

The short stature, who claimed to be able to kill people with his tongue, was neither humble nor arrogant: "If you are unjust, how can you not kill people?" We have rebelled against ink and forgotten righteousness, but we have not forgotten the ability to kill. ”

Childe Lian has the heart to be a sage who accepts guests, but the dead soldiers around him must be a villain who beware of him.

So the dead man took the lead and said: "Childe likes sword dancing the most, you might as well dance the sword to entertain Childe." It's not fun to dance a sword alone, so please dance together. ”

After saying that, he took a step, and another dead soldier next to him stood in his original position, preventing the appearance of such a thing as a dedicated assassin.

Rebel Mo knelt on the ground, put the short sword away, and waited for the people from Gongzilian to send the wooden sword.

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

At this time, the wooden sword is not long, and it is said that the three-foot sword is a three-foot sword, but these three feet are a circumferential ruler.

With his sword in his right hand and his left hand in front of him, he slashed at random, as if he could dance a sword.

The dead man only glanced at it, and smiled secretly in his heart, saying that he had heard that there were many swordsmen in the East, but he was afraid that they were all brave and ruthless people in the market, and they did not understand the real art of military fighting.

The sword hurts people, by stabbing people.

Ordinary people hold swords, and they will subconsciously slash, but the slashing distance is long, and it is difficult to kill.

The Qin people fought with Yiqu a lot, and the other party had less armor, so the Qin people didn't use much stabbing swords, these dead soldiers were all fighting for their own lives, and the opposite rebel ink was wielding at will in a chopping posture, and there were too many useless movements, and the dead soldiers already looked down on it in their hearts.

The copper sword is not heavy, and the best sword is only four or five catties, but it depends on the strength of the wrist in the hand, and it takes a lot of effort to wield a sword of one or two catties, after all, the distance between the center of gravity of the sword and the hilt and the wrist is too far, and it takes a lot of effort, and the real good hand will not do useless swinging movements.

The dead no longer need to show themselves in front of Gongzilian, but they feel that these people's skills are sparse, and they are afraid that they will be useless, so they must solve it as quickly as possible to make these people retreat in shame, and it is also good to show Xi Qin's ability.

Thinking in his heart, he didn't want to rebel against Mo but he shot first, took a quick step forward, and suddenly stabbed the dead man's heart.

This already has a bit of the meaning of fighting for his life on the battlefield, but the dead man is not worried, his body flashes quickly to the right, seizing the opportunity of the other party's light advance, and stabs towards the throat of the rebel ink.

The dead man felt that as long as he could tell the winner in an instant, he would be able to make Childe understand that these people were not of great use.

But just as he stabbed at the throat of Rebel Ink, the sword that Rebel Ink stabbed at his heart suddenly withdrew, and his empty left hand suddenly grabbed his right arm.

The dead man was secretly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect the other party's speed to be so fast, the sword that stabbed his heart just now was just a false stinging and did not use all his strength, it was just deceiving him to make a move.

This dead soldier has been trained in many desperate fights, and just by looking at this one, you know that the other party is a good player. Whoever is good at using the sword in all things will not slash it; Whoever is able to deceive will be a good hand.

Rebel Mo's body suddenly jumped forward, stuck within two feet of the dead man's body, his left hand grabbed the dead man's wrist, and the right hand holding the sword was too short to cast.

The dead man subconsciously stretched out his left hand to grab the opponent's right hand, and the experience gained from how many times he fought for his life made him understand that such a small space could not be stabbed at all, and since the other party was so close, he could only use the horn technique.

The wooden swords of the two of them landed almost at the same time, and they both knew that if they held a sword in their hands, they would lose a reward in wrestling, this was not a dagger but a sword, they both used swords, so they had already formed a habit in many fights, and they also understood that the small space grabbed each other's arms, and whoever wanted to keep the sword was passive.

The dead man wanted to take a step to the left to prevent the other party from blocking his way in and out, but after all, he had no intention and took a step too slowly.

Rebel Mo preemptively stuck his left foot, and the dead man knew that his leg had been stuck by the other party, and his waist and abdomen tried to resist the opponent's strength.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Rebel's waist was already attached to his crotch, and his shoulder was pressed against the dead man. The dead man couldn't stand and fell backwards suddenly, and when he fell, he used his arms to pull the rebel ink desperately, trying to pull the rebel ink to the ground and wrestle.

When his back fell heavily to the ground, the dead man suddenly felt a chill in his belly, and the clothes on his body were torn open by the rebel ink at some point.

Just lifted his clothes, but the dead man shouted directly: "I lost." ”

Rebel Mo also turned over, stood aside and saluted, looked at Childe and said, "What does Childe think of this sword dance?" ”

Gongzi even knows the ability of the dead soldiers around him, he is not a rare opponent in the world, and these people who are not Qin Bo who follow him may not be the best swordsmanship among the Qin people, but they are all descendants of the Yiqu who once followed the Li Gong, and the means are already okay.

The two danced the sword, and it ended in a moment, and Gongzi Lian knew that his dead man would admit defeat, but he didn't see how he lost.

The heart said that he had also seen people compare swords, where was there anything like this? How can a sword be compared to a horn?

But he knew that the dead man must have used all his strength, although he didn't know how the winners and losers were divided, but he knew that his side did lose.

And the rest of the dead soldiers standing beside him held their swords one after another after seeing this scene, as if they were facing a great enemy.

He already understood that this seemingly funless sword competition was like a horn fight, but he was afraid that it was a swordsmanship that fought for the death, and said with a smile: "The sword must be excellent, but the dance is not good." I see a lot of dance, but I don't know how good I am. Jonny said, knowing is knowing what you don't know, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is also knowing. So what's so good about the sword? ”

Bi Sheng's rebellious ink saluted and said: "Childe is not ashamed to ask, I can't help but answer." But the winner doesn't know where the sword is good, and the loser can know. So I asked Childe to ask another question. ”

Childe glanced at the dead soldier who had conceded defeat, and didn't understand why the dead man had taken off his clothes and admitted defeat.

The dead man did not look ashamed, and said solemnly: "The noble man must have armor." or skin, or copper. Lifting the shirt is lifting the armor. When fighting, the elite armor must have a dagger, so I lost. ”

Gongzilian asked, "Why don't you stab your throat?" ”

"The throat is in front, and the arms that pierce the throat can be twisted with force, and you can't do it in a hurry. Lifting the armor and stabbing is the fastest killing, and it is difficult to guard against. The arm can wrestle a dagger that wants to be pierced into the throat, but it is difficult to wrestle a dagger that pierces the abdomen. ”

Gongzilian seemed to understand, and after complimenting, he asked the rebel Mo Dao: "Is the ink man still good at secret thorns?" ”

The question seemed to be stable, but in fact, the son was happy in his heart. If these traitors are proficient in assassination, they can really use them for themselves and do a few great things.

When the rebel Mo heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "The Mo Master is not good at assassination, this is just the method of defending the city taught by Zi Mozi. ”

Even if these people claim to be rebelling against Mozi, when talking about Mozi, Gongzilian can obviously feel the respect in it.

As the world, the ink scholar can learn from Confucianism and show his knowledge, and of course Gongzi has heard of it, but he really can't figure it out.

He has noble blood, gold and copper, chariots and horses, and beautiful women, as well as the dead soldiers left by his father, Rao is only able to gather dozens of loyal people.

But the ink man was dressed in short brown and ate coarse rice, and Gongzi couldn't figure out how Mozi gathered these dead people.

Even if these people rebelled against Mo, they still didn't change their respect, which was where he really couldn't figure it out.

Childe Lian heard the respect in these rebellious tones, and said in his heart that there are now doormen around him, but if one day his uncle and heir sit in a secure position, how many people will be left around him?

Originally, I just hoped that these rebels would be proficient in assassination, but at this time, they had some different ideas, so they asked these rebels with courtesy, these seem to be horns and assassination methods, why they are the methods of defending the city.

"If the son asks, I will answer."

"When it comes to assassination, Wu Zhizhuan was the most famous in the past. Ou Yezi picks the tin of Chi Jin Mountain; The bronze of Ruoye Creek casts five swords. Gongzi has three swords, and he gives special gifts to fish intestines, and fish intestines can break armor. But the world's famous swords are expensive, the ink is poor, there are always smelters and casters, and there are few good swords. ”

"However, the ink guards the city, and the most dangerous time when the city is broken is when the city gate is broken. The city gate is broken, and those who pour into the city gate must be relatives, warriors, and doctors, who will rush in with their bravery. Back then, Zhong Ni's father raised sixty rescuers and seven doctors at the city gate, which was the case. Non-warriors can't score in one fell swoop. ”

"A warrior is noble, and he must wear armor. or copper or skin, and since childhood, he has been practicing and fighting, and he is not an ordinary person who can guard. ”

"If you want to kill the armored warriors, it is best to use an awl or an axe, but Ranzi Mozi does not allow the guards of the city gate to carry an awl and an axe, so he can only think of some other way."

Gongzi Lianqi said: "If it is best to use an axe and an awl to deal with those wearing armor, why not carry it?" ”

Rebel Mo smiled: "Because to prevent someone from taking the opportunity to open the city gate." Axes and awls can be used to cut off latches and open city gates. ”

Gongzilian thought for a moment and understood, and said strangely: "Doesn't Mo Zhai trust people?" ”

"Zimozi loves and trusts people, but he never pins his hopes on trust. Therefore, it is necessary to compile the Shiwu and the Ming canonical punishment. Since it was forbidden to carry axes and awls to guard the gates, only swords could be used. Mr. Former pondered a countermeasure, and finally came up with such a solution. Attack in a formation with a short sword and a wooden shield, and the sword is short and dense. ”

"When fighting, hide a dagger at your waist, overturn the relatives and nobles who broke the city gate, lift off the armor and stab into the abdomen, and you can kill the armor nobles who are wearing armor and charging into battle without such a famous sword as fish intestines. Zi Mozi personally taught it, and there is a swordsmanship expert like Gong Zaoye to check and make up for it, so he is a dead soldier who can defeat you. ”

Gongzaoye has no reputation outside of the ink man, and Gongzilian has already seen the means of the rebel ink, and when he hears that these city defense techniques are all thought of by one person, he can't help but be fascinated.

"Will Mo Zhai be able to defend all the cities?"

Rebel Mo smiled: "Zi Mozi once said that there are no more than twelve ways to siege cities in the world. Building mountains and attacking the city, climbing the city with hooks and ladders, storming the city by chariots, attacking the city with cloud ladders, filling the city ditches, flooding the city, besieging the city through tunnels, penetrating the city walls, digging holes in the city walls, climbing the city like ants, using four-wheeled vehicles covered with cowhides, and using towering chariots. There may be new means in the future, but there are only these twelve in the world today. ”

"Zimozi may not be able to defend all the cities, but he can deal with all the twelve siege methods. As for the people's hearts, soldiers, and food, these are not within the scope of these 12 responses. ”

"We betrayed the Mo family, but these methods of defending the city are skillful."

Gongzi Lian listened to the ink man talk about twelve siege methods in a row, asked one by one, and asked a few words about how to deal with it, and said in his heart: "The ink man really has the means, and I can't complain that the Chu people couldn't attack Shangqiu back then." These twelve siege techniques can be dealt with by the ink master, and I can't think of any more ways to do it. ”

So he asked, "Among the ink masters, can you be regarded as sergeants?" ”

The rebel Mo, who claimed to be able to kill people thousands of miles away with his tongue, bowed down and said, "Zimozi, we don't dare to compare." It's better to defend the city than to ...... Well, we're already rebellious, we can't call it that, it's just habit. It's better to defend the city than to ...... fowl"

Rebel Mo wanted to say a few more names, but finally stopped, and said with a wry smile: "Childe must have heard of things like wheat flour, it is a new ink practitioner, named Shi." Even if it is such an ink maker who has only been half a year, if we plant crops and gather people's hearts, we are not as good. Among the ink writers, there are many capable people, and the son is fascinated. ”

Seeing that this rebel was the one who claimed to have a tongue like a sword, Childe smiled and asked, "Since you are rebelling against ink, there are many capable people among those who say ink. Why, then, should I use your coals? With you, the true ink who has a great number of talents, won't they no longer be of any use to me? ”

Rebel Mo smiled indifferently and said, "Childe, have you ever heard of such a sword. This sword is sharp and unparalleled, the blood does not stain, and a little force can cut jade. On the battlefield, all killings can always make the sound of the dragon's groan, the sound shocks for several miles, the morale of the sword-wielding side is greatly shaken, and the opponent's soldiers hear the sound of the dragon's groan, and immediately wilt, abandon the armor and drag the soldiers away. ”

Gongzi Lian didn't know why this rebel Mo asked like this, when he heard such a sword, he was overjoyed, and he felt far beyond the famous swords he had heard of, thinking that there was really such a sword, and asked again and again what was the name of this sword? Where is this sword?

Rebel Mo pointed to the roof, Gongzi Lian looked up, but Rebel Mo said, "This sword is on the sun." However, there is also a sword that cannot cut jade, but its sharpness is not weak, it is not as thick as Zhanlu, the light is comparable to that of pure Jun, the killing machine can cover up the evil, and the length is compared to Juque...... Childe, which sword would you spend your life looking for? ”

Gongzi pondered for a moment and said, "Although the Dragon Yin Sword is good, it is not available. Although that sword is not as good as the dragon yin, it also contains it in the world, and it is in the world after all, and it can always be obtained. I'd like to get the latter one. ”

Rebel Mo saluted: "That's the truth, so you should find a way to gain our support and trust, instead of thinking about those true inks that are far superior to us. If you can't get it, no matter how good it is, it has nothing to do with Childe. So within the scope of what we can get, we rebel ink are the best people that Gongzi can get at this time. ”

"Childe only said that your copper furnace is not good charcoal, but he doesn't know that good charcoal also chooses copper furnace."

When Gongzi heard this, he returned the courtesy: "Please also enter the furnace to test the charcoal." ”

The furnace is also a house, and the talk is also charcoal. Entering the furnace to test the charcoal, it is also entering the house to talk about the teacher.