Chapter 974 Tiger Roar Knife

As mentioned before, since the birth of humanity in the Western Land of the Upper Realm, there have been seven dynasties. The name of each dynasty is related to the color of the rainbow. For example, the current Daji Dynasty refers to purple, which means extreme wealth.

Now some places also call the Daji Dynasty the Da Zi Dynasty. The so-called Qing Dynasty in the mouth of the Northern Army Marshal is the fifth human dynasty, the Daxin Dynasty.

The most important feature of the Daxin Dynasty in terms of military level is that it basically eliminates the separatist forces on other borders of the continent. So far, the conflict with the northern tribes has become the main aspect of the ethnic conflict, and this conflict has continued to this day.

When the dynasty was in existence, many martyrs who fought against the northern tribes emerged, and the owner of this Tiger Roaring Knife was one of them.

When the Northern Army Marshal mentioned this knife, the implication was self-evident. Wu Yi replied: "Marshal, are you talking about General Hu Chi? When I was young, I often listened to my father's teachings to learn from General Hu Chi to guard the northern border and intimidate the northern barbarians!"

Fortunately, the Northern Army Marshal mentioned this example. This story is widely circulated in the northern border, and the people of several large counties in the north know it.

If it were any other story, Wu Yi might not be able to understand it for a while.

"It's a pity that the magic weapon is still there, but no one can wield it again!"

The Marshal shook his head and continued: "They all say that this is a fierce weapon. Isn't it just beheading a few more enemy heads? If this is also considered a fierce weapon, then the weapons in the hands of the millions of good men of my Northern Army are all fierce weapons."

"It's just the words of a mediocre person, Marshal, don't you have to take it to heart!" Wu Yi replied. From an outsider's perspective, Wu Yi at this moment must be like a pug.

"I heard that you are very mature at a young age and have cultivated your strength, which is incomparable to ordinary people. Why not give it a try!"

Knowing this would happen, Wu Yi refused once or twice, but it didn't work, so he stepped forward and saluted, saying: "Then I'm sorry!"

Seeing the front of the Northern Army Marshal, Wu Yi wanted to see his face, but he was wearing a bronze mask with deep eye sockets. In addition, the light in the tent was not good, so he couldn't see anything.

The Northern Army Marshal stepped back a few steps to give Wu Yi room to display his skills. In the past, this Tiger Roaring Blade, let alone wielding it, even carrying it required four carriages. The history books said that it was only 200 kilograms, but he would not be surprised if it was said to be 2,000 kilograms.

This Tiger Roaring Blade has indeed become a fierce weapon. When Wu Yi looked at it closely, he confirmed his point of view.

However, in Wu Yi's eyes, the reason why it became a fierce weapon was not because of killing too many people, but because of the resentment of General Hu Chi, which was accumulated in this weapon.

The owner of the Tiger Roaring Knife, General Hu Chi, was a fierce general. He once broke open the copper and iron welded city gate with his own strength. He was the peak of that era, and no one could match him in terms of strength. He was the peak of mortals' tempering of muscles and bones.

Such a person would either die in battle or be framed to death. If he was not killed by his own country, he would be targeted by the enemy and there would be no other results.

It should be said that General Hu Chi was framed and died on the battlefield. The background of the times was the main reason, and his own arrogance was the fuse.

General Hu Chi lived in the middle and late period of the Great Xin Dynasty. The dynasty encountered many crises, such as financial deficits, land occupation, and the escape of households, and the external crisis was the annual invasion of the northern tribes.

The external situation was maintained by people like General Hu Chi, but the internal affairs were not repaired, and it was no longer possible to maintain the confrontation of the army.

In short, the dynasty could no longer bear the pressure of confronting the northern tribes, but admitting failure was unacceptable and needed to withdraw with dignity.

In this case, it is necessary to fight a war that will hurt both sides, or even a small victory, so that the northern tribes will feel the pain and dare not go south again, and the main war forces in the country will feel that they need to recuperate and not continue to wage war.

It is difficult to restore the scene at that time now, but the result is beyond doubt. General Hu Chi became a victim of this war.

It was obviously a detachment, but it was encircled and suppressed as the main force. It was self-confident that it could fight ten enemies with one, but it did not know that the number of opponents was dozens of times that of its own.

The dynasty army did not provide any assistance until the last moment, but instead went straight to Huanglong and broke through the base camp of the northern tribe in one fell swoop.

Ask: After collecting hundreds of flowers to make honey, who is working hard for and who is sweet?

After reaching a peace agreement with the northern tribes, the Great New Dynasty was able to free up its hands to sort out internal affairs, continue the dynasty for more than a thousand years, and avoid the dynasty's early collapse. From this perspective, the death of General Hu Chi is not meaningless.

The Great Xin Dynasty felt guilty and spent a lot of money to buy back the body of General Hu Chi, gave him a grand state funeral, downplayed the incident, and made General Hu Chi a hero, passing it down through the ages.

But as far as the person involved is concerned, how can he not have any complaints? Perhaps it was the resentment before death that created this vicious weapon.

After the war, the Tiger Roaring Blade disappeared and has not been heard of since then. Most of them were collected by people, and most of them were the royal family of the Great Xin Dynasty. Later, it fell into the hands of people like the Marshal of the Northern Army, and never saw the light of day again, but circulated in the hands of a few people.

The Marshal of the Northern Army did not mention why General Hu Chi died, but unilaterally emphasized that General Hu Chi was loyal to the country. Wu Yi did not believe that someone of his status did not know why General Hu Chi died.

Chen Yan's father was of humble origin. He was just a clerk and a bookkeeper, but he had a wide range of knowledge and was particularly good at classics and history. Wu Yi was able to know this at this moment, thanks to Chen Yan's father.

Thinking of this past, Wu Yi wondered if the marshal wanted to train him to be a discarded child like General Huchi. In short, he felt very uncomfortable and didn't particularly want to lift the Tiger Roar Knife.

But the gaze behind him was a little creepy, so Wu Yi couldn't even try, so he opened his hand and grasped the Tiger Roar Knife.

Wu Yi used 30% of his strength and prepared to lift it. The Tiger Roar Knife was indeed only 200 pounds, but it was full of evil spirits. Ordinary people couldn't exert much strength when touching it. Wu Yi did this to avoid the marshal's sidelong glance.

Wu Yi thought that even after this body was cleansed, it would not be able to lift the Tiger Roar Knife with 30% of its strength. Unexpectedly, this huge Tiger Roar Knife fell into Wu Yi's hand, lightly, as if it was nothing.

In this situation, Wu Yi frowned, and didn't know what to do. As for the gaze behind him, it also became extremely fierce in an instant.

"Since you have it, why not use it! Don't let the magic weapon regret it!" The marshal's voice came, and Wu Yi had no choice but to agree.

Although he had not practiced swordsmanship before, Wu Yi had seen a lot of it, and when he danced it now, it was also majestic and there was no mistake.

With the sword in hand, an inexplicable aura enveloped Wu Yi, and no one dared to fight him.