in the edge

Chapter 2 Killing Knife
"It's difficult, it's really difficult."

At nightfall, Yang Xuan, the person in charge of Yangjiabao and one of the three elders in the village, uttered such a sigh for an unknown number of times.

Jizhou, where Yangjiabao is located, was originally the site of the Fourth World War, and not far to the north was the territory of the Hu people, and those Hu people on horseback would fight over, burn, kill and loot at every turn.Although there have been fewer incidents of Hu people's army invading the border in recent years, things like Qingqi looting have basically never stopped.

Normally, living in a place like this is basically courting death. Anyone with a little common sense would know that they should at least move to a place away from the disaster of war.But the reason why Yang Xuan still stays here with his clan members is because he has his own difficulties.

"Uncle Clan, I really can't retreat this time."

Just as Yang Xuan was sighing, a short-bearded man in bunts pushed the door and walked in.

The man's name is Yang Sanlang, he is Yang Xuan's nephew, and he is also the bravest among the younger generation of the Yang family.It is said that when Yang Sanlang was still a boy, Yangjiabao competed with the neighboring village for water, and the two sides fought fiercely. In order to vent their anger, the young people from the neighboring village even cursed at the Yang family and even their ancestors.

It was at this time that Yang Sanlang stepped forward.

"It's okay to scold me, but how can you scold my ancestors of the Yang family?"

After that, Yang Sanlang picked up the spear and threw it out. The thrown spear directly nailed the man who shouted to the ground.When those who opposed Yang Jiabao saw this tragic situation, they all became like birds and beasts and dispersed.

It is precisely because of this prestige of daring to kill people that Yang Sanlang soon became famous in Jizhou.

But right now, this brave man is frowning.

"We didn't pay Dudu Liu enough food last year because of those barbarians. If something happens this time, Dudu Liu may..."

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise... Sanlang, don't make any noise, I know it all."

The old Yang Xuan sighed again.

This is one of the reasons why Yangjiabao cannot move.Governor Liu, who commanded Jizhou and held a large army, was not only Yangjiabao's protective umbrella, he also had to collect food and wages from Yangjiabao to guard the border.If the Yang family from Jizhou really dared to run away quietly, with Governor Liu's violent temper, he might have chased them thousands of miles away to give them a taste of his power.

Of course, Dudu Liu is not the kind who only knows to ask for it. The solid Wubao in the village is built by Liu Dudu's soldiers under his command. Although the Wubao is not big, it does not cut corners. It is solid and thick, and there is no shortage of watchtowers and turrets.If there is any military disaster on weekdays, the farmers in the village can hide in for refuge, and the name Yangjiabao comes from this Wubao.

However, the problem lies precisely in this Wubao.

People can take refuge in Wubao, but the crops in the fields outside cannot grow their legs and walk in on their own.Hu Qingqi can't rob things, so they will definitely demolish houses and waste fields.The farmers' homes and property are fine, but once there is a loss of food and they cannot deliver enough to Governor Liu during the autumn harvest, the Yang family in Jizhou will...

"How much youth do we have?"

The old Yang Xuan clenched his fists.

"Count the refugees too."

"Those who can hold a weapon, counting myself, there are 46 in total."

The short-bearded man named Yang Sanlang only thought for a moment and then reported the number.

"If you add the young and strong among the refugees... you should be able to gather a hundred or so people?"

"...that's all?"

The clenched fists were loosened, and the old Yang Xuan looked a little frustrated.

There are about a hundred or so young men, which is actually not a small number.At least competing with neighboring villages for water and land, etc., it is already a quite powerful force.But the problem is that what he is facing right now is not a brave fight between villages, but a fight against those ferocious barbarian Qingqi in the north.

It's just that a hundred young men who haven't undergone any serious training can withstand several charges?

What's more, most of them are recruited refugees. Let's not talk about whether these yellow-faced and emaciated refugees can fight, but just talk about their hearts. Like the children of the Yang family, they are willing to risk their lives for the Yang family.

Before the battle even started, there was already a root cause of instability in the army. This is simply...

"Uncle Clan, don't panic."

Yang Sanlang could see Yang Xuan's worry at a glance, and quickly stepped forward and lowered his voice.

"If it doesn't work, we will use the ancestral sword!"

"you……"

Yang Xuan couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he heard his nephew and nephew in the clan actually mentioning this.

The ancestral sword is a treasure secretly kept by the Yang family.According to the genealogy records, the ancestors of the Yang family followed Emperor Taizu in expeditions east and west, killing countless enemies, and used this precious sword.Although Jizhou was destroyed due to the later invasion of the Hu people from the south, and the once-famous Yang family has also declined to this day, the ancestral sword is still majestic. The previous head of the Yang family can still hold on to this in times of crisis. With the precious sword, he killed more than a hundred barbarian Qingqi.

But just like the toothache Wubao before, this ancestral sword also has its own problems.

"It's not that I don't want you to use the knife. You are the most outstanding young man of my Yang family's generation. That knife will always be passed on to you. But you also know that the previous generation of the Yang family's patriarch has already held this knife. A sharp blade, with hundreds of barbarians in your hand, the evil spirit has entered the knife right now, it has not been polished and cleaned, I really want you to use it, when the evil spirit enters the body, you will probably..."

Yang Xuan couldn't bear to say any more.Obviously, in Yang Xuan's view, the entry of evil spirit into the body is far more dangerous than barbarian looting.

"If you want to use that knife, you have to find a craftsman to grind it, and wash it away. Liu Dudu has a grinder, but that's not what we can afford now... Let me say, instead of putting hope If you rely on that knife, you might as well go to Liu Dudu to rescue the soldiers. As long as Liu Dudu is willing to save..."

"It's too late, Uncle Clan."

Yang Sanlang just shook his head.

"Hu people come and go like the wind with fast horses and light knives. Only with this little manpower in hand, we can't support Liu Dudu's rescue. What's more, Liu Dudu will not help us in vain. When the time comes, soldiers will cross the border and people will eat horses." Chewing, can my Yang family really afford this price?"

"Then what do you say?"

Seeing that Yang Sanlang, who was a junior, still dared to speak up, Yang Xuan became impatient.

"This won't work, and that won't work, so how do you say it will work?"

"If you ask me...Uncle Clan, it's true that we don't have a grinder, but don't we still have a whetstone?"

Yang Sanlang's face darkened slightly.

"Find a few young men from the refugees and ask them to sharpen their knives."

"But they're not master grinders!"

Yang Xuan was so shocked that he almost tore off his beard.

"They don't know how to sharpen knives! When the time comes, the evil spirit will enter the body... Are you letting them fill it with their lives?"

"How can anyone not die in a war?"

Yang Sanlang clenched his teeth.

"As long as I can keep the Yang family, I will do whatever it takes."

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When he was first dragged into Wubao by Carpenter Li, Du Chengfeng still hadn't recovered until someone pulled him into the same team with those young men, and someone stuffed a wooden spear into his hand Only then did Du Chengfeng realize what his current situation was.

He originally thought that what he got in this encounter should be a script made by ordinary people from scratch. Although the process was a bit hard, the future is still promising.But who would have thought that in just a blink of an eye, the originally peaceful and stable working life would turn into a battle for survival in troubled times.

Just looking at the cheap wooden spear that was obviously crudely made in his hand, Du Chengfeng already knew that he was going to be dragged to fill the front line with those young and strong people.

"This……"

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

Du Chengfeng still knows how much he has.Although he can gain the upper hand in fights, it is only because he used to eat and drink well, and he has a strong body, which makes him stronger than these malnourished people in troubled times around him.But if you really want to go to the battlefield, facing the barbarians on horseback, relying on the strength of these two arms may not be enough.

For someone like him who has no experience in battle, the battlefield is an extremely dangerous place. The swords of the two armies have no eyes in front of the battle, and the ability to fight alone is useless.

Fortunately, he doesn't necessarily need to fight alone now.

The few gangsters who wanted to rob him before were now pulled into the team. After discovering Du Chengfeng's figure, these gangsters actually came over and surrounded Du Chengfeng. He looked like he didn't want to leave.

Du Chengfeng, who was still a little nervous at first, was happy to see these rogues who had been taught a few times by him dare to hang around in front of him.

"Dare to come here? Forgot the beating you got last time?"

"It's because you can fight that we came here."

The rogues also looked down and admitted their defeat decisively.

"Follow others. If they die, it will be our turn. Follow you. If you stand up a little longer, we may live a little longer."

After some remarks, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but stare sideways at him, cooperating with these rascals is not stupid, they are planning to pull him, who can fight, into the tank.But this is not a bad thing for him, and it can even be said to be what he wants.

If you fight alone, you will be killed by a thousand cuts in the chaos.But if there were a few more people to protect his flanks and back, then he might not be able to save his life in this dangerous killing situation.

If it comes, it will be safe, even if it is to keep his small courtyard that has just been built halfway, Du Chengfeng is going to do his best this time.

But just when Du Chengfeng had just changed his mind and was ready for the war that was about to begin, a muscular man with a short beard walked over from a distance.

Du Chengfeng knew about the man who was walking towards him. This man named Yang Sanlang was strong and powerful. of.Now that Yang Sanlang appears, does that mean the fight is about to start?

"You all line up and let me see who is the strongest."

Contrary to Du Chengfeng's expectation, Yang Sanlang did not shout any morale-boosting slogans, but instead provoked people first.

Are you going to choose Pioneer?The strongest one in front?

"Whoa-"

While Du Chengfeng was still thinking about it, the rascals who had gathered around him all took a step back.

As soon as he retreated, Du Chengfeng's figure, which was already different from ordinary refugees, became particularly eye-catching, and Yang Sanlang immediately turned around.

"Yes, it's just you, you don't need to fight anymore, put down the spear and come with me."

"……what?"

The rogues who had just taken a step back immediately regretted it, and Du Chengfeng was even more puzzled - he was chosen as the strongest, but he was not allowed to fight, so what did he do?Could it be that he ran out to report the letter?
But if he ran out to report the letter, it was not the right way to go. Right now, Yang Sanlang was clearly taking him into Wubao, which obviously didn't look like he was going out.

"It's here, it's here."

When he came to the door of a building that looked like an ancestral hall, Yang Sanlang stopped.

"Although you are not allowed to go to the battlefield, the work you have to do is not easy... Do you see it? It's that knife. Help me sharpen it."

"……That's it?"

Du Chengfeng's expression was a little subtle.

It's just a sharpening of a knife. I said it earlier, so there is no need for such a big battle, it seems to be a death squad.

Although he has never learned how to sharpen a knife, he has never eaten pork, and at least he has seen pigs run away. At least he has sharpened a kitchen knife before, as long as he sharpens the knife fast and sharp.

After sitting on the bench and pouring water on the whetstone, Du Chengfeng was ready to start working.Obviously, this is indeed a better job than going to the front line to die.

But when he picked up the saber, his expression changed instantly.

Once upon a time, when he first came to this world, he thought that what he got was a script of survival in the wilderness, and after he came to Yangjiabao, he also thought that what he got was a script made from scratch. Just now, he It is already ready to fight for the troubled times.

But it wasn't until he touched the knife that he realized that there might be something that challenged his imagination even more in this world.

The moment his right hand touched the handle of the knife, a vicious aura ran down his arm and went straight to his forehead!
In a blur of consciousness, Du Chengfeng felt that he had turned into a knife.

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