The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

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The light in the warehouse was dim, and Wei Xu ordered five or six weapon racks to be brought out.

Warehouse No. [-] is full of the most sophisticated weapons, which are mainly for the selection of the emperor. There are many magic weapons used by the famous generals of the previous generation, and its preciousness can be imagined.

The weapon racks were placed one by one in the open space. Wei Xu stepped forward and took out a bright silver gun, and played with it in the open space, trying to impress the two young men: "Man, how about this long gun? The gun is the best weapon in a hundred soldiers." Wang, firing a spear is like a dragon diving out of water, entering a spear is like a tiger entering a hole, killing the enemy in the blink of an eye."

Little Bell was dazzled by seeing it, and felt that it was extremely wonderful, so she clapped her hands and applauded.

Chen Wei, who was standing next to the two little guys, was an expert in spearmanship. In his eyes, Wei Xu's spearmanship could only be said to be average, barely second-rate.

"do not like."

Lu Xiao was talking dully, with no interest on his dull face.

"Then look at this!"

Wei Xu threw back the long spear, took out the halberd, smashed back and forth, and said in his mouth: "Halberd, the leader of a hundred soldiers, is fierce and domineering. Your father's halberd is the best in the world. .”

"I don't like it." Lu Xiao still answered with these three words.

"Don't like long weapons? It's okay, we also have short weapons here."

"How about this, the hammer is the fiercest of a hundred soldiers, one hammer down, keep the enemy's head open."

As Wei Xu said, he took down a pair of big iron hammers from the weapon rack, and weighed them in his hands. They were indeed very heavy.He knew that Lu Xiao had brute strength, and the speed at which his strength increased was astonishing. Even his father Lu Bu was amazed, so this kind of heavy weapon should be very suitable for Lu Xiao.

"This is... the Bolang Hammer?"

Chen Wei's eyes stayed on the iron hammer, and he spoke in a daze, asking Wei Xu for proof.

Wei Xu nodded and asked curiously, "Brother Chen actually recognizes this hammer?"

Chen Wei let out an 'hmm' and said slowly: "Back then, Emperor Qin was tyrannical. In order to assassinate Emperor Qin, Zhang Liang sent a strong man to ambush the roadside with a 120-jin sledgehammer. When Qin Shihuang paraded to Bolangsha, he threw It was a sneak attack with a hammer, but unfortunately it missed the auxiliary vehicle and failed."

Hence the name of the hammer.

Hearing the origin of the hammer, Lu Xiao stepped forward.

Seeing that Lu Xiao was moving, Wei Xu put the Bolang Hammer on the ground and said with a smile, "Young master, do you want to try?"

Lu Xiao nodded sullenly, but Little Bell ran over first, holding the handle of the hammer with both hands, also wanting to try his strength.

"Give it to me, get up!"

Little Bell let out a sweet cry, gritted her white teeth, and raised her arms vigorously, her face soon turned red, but the hammer just didn't budge.

Looking at the reckless appearance of his little niece, Wei Xu couldn't help but laugh in his heart. This is not the gentle look that a girl should have, so Da Sima doted on her and taught her martial arts.

In the end, Little Lingdang chose to give up. She turned around and showed a bright smile to Lu Xiao: "Brother, come on!"

Lu Xiao let out a 'huh', stepped forward to grab the handle of the hammer, and exerted a little strength, but the hammer did not move.

Roar!

A burst of childish anger came out of Lu Xiao's mouth. At this moment, he condensed his dantian, and the energy in his body continued to gather, and the strength of his arms increased dramatically. He actually lifted the pair of heavy hammers above his head from the ground. .

An eight-year-old child picked up a 120-jin sledgehammer, can you believe it?

Wei Xu's eyes were full of astonishment, he was too shocked to speak, even the reincarnation of the Overlord was no different.

boom!

The heavy hammer was thrown to the ground by Lu Xiao, cracking the stone slabs on the ground.

I thought I should be satisfied, but Lu Xiao still shook his head, not liking it.

Chen Wei walked to the weapon rack, glanced around, and picked up a sharp straight blade.

This kind of knife is called ring head, and it is a straight-edged long knife made by craftsmen after repeated folding, forging and quenching.

"Young master, what about this one?" Chen Wei asked Lu Xiao with two tricks in his hand.

"do not like."

Still got this answer.

After half a stick of incense, Wei Xu's mouth was parched, and he had almost finished introducing all the available weapons, but Lu Xiao's life and death were just three words 'don't like'.

"Little ancestor, tell me, what do you really like?" Wei Xu frowned, his tone full of helplessness.

"I want to use a sword." Lu Xiao said sullenly.

What?

This answer was completely beyond Wei Xu's expectations.

It's no wonder that sword-like weapons, in addition to being used by rangers, are mostly accessories used by literati to pretend to be aggressive. Basically, no one will use this thing if they really want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

If you don't believe me, take a look, among the many generals under Lu Bu's command, which one was born as a swordsman?

"Young master, it's not that my cousin said that using a sword is not good, but that you will fight with Da Sima on the battlefield in the future, and you are destined to inherit the mantle of Da Sima. If you use a sword, you may not be able to survive on that turbulent and dangerous battlefield." Be thorough."

Wei Xu tried his best to persuade Lu Xiao to change his mind.

A few years ago, Wei Xu had already been on the battlefield and guarded the Yanmen Pass. He knew all about the dangers of fighting on the battlefield.

A weapon is one inch long and one inch strong. If you use a short sword to charge and kill on the battlefield, you will be at a disadvantage.

However, Lu Xiao has a stubborn personality. Once he decides something, eight horses will not be able to pull him back.

Anyway, even Lu Xiao refused to nod his head, Wei Xu was at his wit's end, so he ordered someone to fetch a sword from the warehouse.

"Little ancestor, what do you think of this sword?" Wei Xu handed over the sword.

Chen Wei, who was standing beside him, had a flash of light in his eyes, and couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!"

The sword body is two feet eight inches long and two and a half inches wide, with a round head and two round hoops on the cylindrical stem. The sword grid is inlaid with turquoise, decorated with simplified animal face patterns, and the jaw is particularly sharp.

The body of the sword is cast with a cross in Yinwen in seal script: it was used by Fu Chai, the king of Wu, to attack Wu Wang.

"Brother Chen has good eyesight!"

Wei Xu was amazed by Chen Weihui's eyes like torches, and at the same time he talked about the origin of this bronze sword: "It is said that in the Spring and Autumn Period, Fu Chai, the king of Wu, held this sword in his hand, hanged and beat Goujian, the king of Yue, and even almost perished. Vietnam."

Lu Xiao didn't understand these things, he took Wu Wang Fu Chai's sword and weighed it in his hand, but he was still not satisfied: it was too light.

Wei Xu couldn't laugh or cry about this, you don't like long weapons, and you say the sword is too light.