A treasure-appraisal maniac

The audience was furious, and John Bo turned pale with fright.

He is not afraid of Lu Fei and the audience, but if he is really deprived of his referee position.

He couldn't explain Yoshida Ohno and Murray.

After weighing the pros and cons, Bo John stood up, bowed to Lu Fei, lowered his head and said.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu Fei, I was too arbitrary before."

"please forgive!"

Lu Fei nodded and said.

"It doesn't matter!"

"Recognizing your mistakes can greatly improve things!"

"I accept Mr. Beaujohn's apology."

"At the same time, I also hope that you can make a fair judgment in the next game."

"sure!"

After Lu Fei made a fuss, the two island country referees did not dare to stab him.

Guan Haishan was amused.

My heart says that evil people still need to be punished!

Baoshao Fei is very experienced in dealing with such people.

"Ahem!"

"Mr. Lu Fei is right."

"As referees, we should adopt a rigorous attitude."

"I suggest that Mr. Ji Chunshan, the director of Chifeng Museum, come on stage to translate this line of Mongolian for everyone."

"Does everyone agree?"

If the trouble reaches this point, of course others will not object.

Qiu Meiling asked Ji Chunshan to come to the referee's seat.

Ji Chunshan was shocked when he saw that line of Mongolian text.

"Hiss——"

"OMG!"

"It turned out to be it!"

"This, this is incredible!"

"Mr. Ji, do you know the words above?" Qiu Meiling asked.

"Recognize it!"

"Then could you please translate it for everyone?"

"no problem!"

"This is the second generation of Mongolian writing in the 13th century."

"To be more precise, it should be the Mongolian script from the period when the first generation and the second generation combined."

"What does that mean?" Qiu Meiling asked.

"What's written on it is a person's name."

"who?"

"This name is Boljijin·Xulegu.

"

When Guan Haishan heard this, his face turned pale and he suddenly stood up.

"Lao Ji, who do you think this name is?"

"Bo'er only Jin·Xulewu."

boom--

Ji Chunshan translated again, and all the veterans in the front row stood up.

"Old Ji, do you see clearly?"

"Bo'er Jijin·Xulegu, how is this possible!"

"This turned out to be his saber."

"OMG!"

"This is actually his saber!"

The veterans were excited and the audience was confused.

"Mr. Ji, please explain to everyone clearly, who is this name?" Qiu Meiling asked.

Ji Chunshan was so excited that he trembled all over and waited for two seconds before speaking.

"This man is amazing."

"He is the grandson of Genghis Khan."

"He is Torre's sixth son."

"They are the brothers of Yuan Shizu Kublai Khan and Yuan Xianzong Meng Ge!"

"In 1235 AD, the eighteen-year-old Hulagu led his army to the west."

"It took 28 years to capture nearly 70% of the territory of Eurasia."

"In 1264 AD, Hulagu was canonized as Ili Khan by Kublai Khan, established the Ilkhanate, and worked to consolidate his rule in Persia."

"For twenty-eight years, Hulagu has experienced countless wars, but has never tasted defeat."

"To this day, he is famous in the world's military history and is known as the Mongolian God of War!"

The name Hulagu is relatively unfamiliar to the audience, but more than 80% of people have heard of the name of the Mongolian God of War.

When the four words of the Mongolian God of War were uttered from Jichun Pass, all Chinese people present spontaneously stood up and applauded.

Even Holden and Bill stood up.

In the entertainment room of Qiulong headquarters, in addition to standing guard, all the remaining team members were watching the live broadcast of their chief instructor Dou Bao.

Lu Fei won the first game, and Captain Yang Zhenhuai of Qiu Long ordered to celebrate.

The Secretary-General fully supports

He not only brought beer, but also prepared more than a dozen portions of herbal chicken.

But when he heard the three words Xu Liewu from Ji Chunshan Pass, Yang Zhenhuan's expression changed drastically.

I squirted out a sip of beer and managed to avoid choking to death.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Boss, are you okay?"

"mine!"

"It's Mine"

"Hulagu!"

"The Mongolian God of War!"

"Then his mother is mine."

"Boss, why are you crying?"

"Are you drunk?"

"roll!"

"Everyone get out of here!"

Yang Zhenhuai kicked open the medicinal meal and cursed.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"You can't use medicinal food to vent your anger!"

"roll!"

"From now on, whoever brings medicinal food to me will have to stand guard for a month."

"Report!"

"The medicinal pork ribs are ready, will you serve them now?"

"You, go out and stand guard for a month!"

"ah??"

In the main venue, Lu Fei couldn't help but shudder.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay!"

"It felt like someone was scolding me."

"hey-hey!"

"You have offended so many people, it would be strange if no one scolded you!"

"climb!"

Guan Haishan looked solemn and took up the Damascus knife again.

"Old Ji, you can see clearly."

"Are you sure you didn't translate it wrong?"

"I swear, it's absolutely true."

"If you don't believe it, I have translation data on my computer and we can compare it word by word."

"Also, the handle of this knife is decorated with a golden unicorn beast and a fire cloud pattern. This kind of pattern is not something that ordinary people can use."

"Plus these gems

The decoration, I'm sure, is Hulagu's saber. "Ji Chunshan said.

"Old Ji, this line of writing is of great importance. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public just by what you say."

"Didn't you say there is information in your computer?"

"I'll have someone prepare a computer and we'll compare it on the spot," Guan Haishan said.

"Need not!"

"I have my tablet with me."

"Fat man, bring me my bag."

"Okay!"

Fatty Wang handed over Ji Chunshan's bag and followed him up to the treasure fighting stage.

When passing by Lu Fei, he gave Lu Fei a thumbs up without any secret.

Ji Chunshan clicked on the computer to find the translation materials and compared them on the spot.

Several other referees and Yoshida Ohno all gathered around.

After ten minutes of comparison, it was finally determined that the line written in Mongolian was "Borjijin·Xulegu."

"Everyone of you, please take a closer look. These gold-inlaid characters and the patina on the handle are all original."

"So it can be judged that this sword is the personal sword of the Mongolian war god Hulagu."

"Do you have any other different opinions?" Guan Haishan asked.

"The referee is right, all the decorations on it are original."

"I believe this is Hulagu's personal saber."

"To be honest, I have read the history of war."

"There are three military strategists that I admire most in my life."

"One is Genghis Khan and the other is Xiao Xi. The one I admire the most is the Mongolian God of War Hulagu."

"More than ten years ago, a Chinese friend of mine gave me a portrait of Hulagu, which was copied from the portrait in the Chifeng Museum."

"Even though it looks like a copy of a painting, I really like it."

"To this day, it still hangs in my study."

“To see my idol’s sword with my own eyes today, in Chinese terms, it’s a blessing!” Holden said excitedly.

Horton confirmed that it was the sword of the Mongolian God of War. Even if Bo John and the two island country referees wanted to deny it, they could not find any reason to refute it.

As long as you reluctantly agree.