Feeling the comfort of chopping and looking at the four steel plates on the ground, Wei Dayong looked slightly happy.

The birth of this new saber proved that he was on the right track and all his previous efforts were in vain.

If each member of the Eighth Route Army cavalry could be equipped with such a saber, it would definitely be a qualitative leap in terms of the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army cavalry.

Although Wei Dayong has never seen the "Xue Maple Sword", the magic weapon of the New Fourth Army, he feels that the new saber in his hand is definitely not inferior in comparison.

If this new saber can be quickly equipped with an independent regiment cavalry company and participate in this battle against the Black Island Cavalry Regiment, it will be more certain to win this battle.

Wei Dayong said to Blacksmith Qin: "Thank you, Uncle Qin, you have done a great favor to our independent group."

"You kid." Qin Tiejiang showed a happy smile on his face, "It's all for fighting the Japanese. I can't help you. If you can kill a few more Japanese with this knife, then the old man's work will not be in vain these two days."

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"Uncle Qin, this is a good knife, but it's useless only with this knife." Wei Dayong said with a bitter smile, "One knife can kill a few ghosts at most. If there are a hundred knives, it can kill hundreds at once."

A devil."

Blacksmith Qin took out the cigarette rod from behind his waist, put it on the stove, lit it, and then took two puffs.

"My son, you want to make a hundred sabers like this." Blacksmith Qin waved his hand, "It can't be made without such good steel. Also, with my iron furnace, I can't make a hundred sabers like this in a year and a half."

knife."

Wei Dayong asked: "Sir, I have plenty of this kind of good steel. I just want to ask if only your skills can make such a saber?"

Sun Desheng and Zhang Dabiao were both a little surprised, wondering why Wei Dayong asked this.

Could it be that Wei Dayong wanted to learn Qin Blacksmith's knife forging skills?

Can you teach you the craftsmanship that has been passed down for dozens of generations?

Besides, you are a battalion commander and you are too busy with work in the battalion. How can you find the time to forge?

Blacksmith Qin tapped his pipe on the sole of his shoe: "Of course, this is a craft passed down from dozens of generations. It's a pity that it will be lost in the old man's generation."

The sons who could inherit his mantle all died on the battlefield, and Blacksmith Qin's voice was a little desolate.

Only those who have truly experienced it can understand the feeling of a person with white hair giving a gift to a person with black hair.

He, Blacksmith Qin, has only hated two groups of people in his life, one group is the national army who captures the strong men, and the other group is the damned little devils.

Wei Dayong was silent for a moment. If he wanted to continuously produce new sabers, he had to rely on the Qin blacksmith in front of him.

"Uncle, can you tell me something?" Wei Dayong asked, "What should I do if I want to build such a saber?"

Blacksmith Qin said with a smile: "It's easy to say it's easy, but it's hard to say it's difficult. First, the steel for forging the knife should be good, like ordinary iron ore and rail-melted steel. The forged knife doesn't have this effect. The second is forging, and the third is

The third is sharpening and polishing, which require craftsmanship and cannot be learned by outsiders."

Wei Dayong asked: "Sir, I plan to make one hundred and thirty sabers like this within six days. Please be the supervisor. Do you agree?"

"My dear, you didn't lie to the old man, did you?" Blacksmith Qin asked hurriedly, "How did you make more than a hundred knives in six days?"

"Uncle, I have a way." Wei Dayong said, "Can you just agree or not?"

Seeing Qin Blacksmith's hesitation, Wei Dayong said again: "In six days, our cavalry will fight with the Japanese cavalry. Without this saber, I'm worried that our cavalry will suffer. They are all children raised by their parents, and you won't either."

I can't bear to see them die on the battlefield, but with this saber, they can kill a few more Japanese."

"Where are you going to find so many blacksmiths?" Blacksmith Qin asked while smoking a dry cigarette. "We can make one hundred and thirty knives in six days. Without dozens of blacksmiths working at the same time, it won't be possible."

"Uncle, don't worry, I have channels." Wei Dayong said, "As long as you serve as a supervisor and ensure the quality of the knife, I will pay you twenty yuan after the work is completed."

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao also advised: "Old Tie, just agree to Commander Wei."

"Uncle, just agree, I can be a cow or a horse for you." Sun Desheng also said.

The purpose of building a new saber is for their cavalry company. If every soldier in the cavalry company is equipped with this saber, their combat effectiveness will instantly increase by several levels.

"Okay, since it's to fight the Japanese, I promise you." Finally, Blacksmith Qin nodded and said.

Blacksmith Qin didn't care whether it was an ocean or not. He was mainly afraid that his ancestral craftsmanship would be copied by others.

However, the purpose of forging swords is to fight Japanese invaders, so he can't control that much.

If the country is gone, what is the use of the ancestral craftsmanship?

Although Blacksmith Qin doesn't have much experience, he can still understand the big things right and wrong.

"Thank you so much." Wei Dayong thanked him, "Just wait here for now. I will ask the guard to lead the horse to pick you up later."

"No need, the old man's legs and feet are very sharp."

Wei Dayong grinned and said, "It's a long way to go. I won't bear to tire you out."

Sun Desheng and Zhang Dabiao also expressed their gratitude to Qin Blacksmith.

Later, Wei Dayong took a new saber and, together with Sun Desheng, rode towards Yangcun, the headquarters of the Independent Regiment.

On the way, Sun Desheng also asked Wei Dayong: "Old Wei, you just said that the cavalry company will fight the Japanese six days later. What happened?"

"We can't say anything yet," Wei Dayong said, "There are just a few clues about what's going on."

Sun Desheng was unhappy and scolded: "Do you mean you don't trust me?"

"Nothing." Wei Dayong said, "The regiment commander will tell you personally in a few days, but I can give you a thorough explanation first, when your cavalry company will show off its skills."

"real?"

Sun Desheng asked quickly, "The cavalry company has not been fighting seriously for a long time. It is either transporting or on the way to transport. The soldiers below are all complaining."

"Why are you lying to me?" Wei Dayong didn't want to delay, so he whipped his horse whip and rushed towards Yangcun.

More than ten minutes later, Sun Desheng and Wei Dayong rode outside the regiment department, then got off their horses.

Soldiers from several guard platoons led the two men's horses to the stables. Wei Dayong took the lead in holding the saber and walked into the courtyard of the regiment headquarters, while the guards were waiting outside the regiment headquarters.

The soldiers from the guard platoon on guard made a gun salute to Wei Dayong and Sun Desheng.

The two of them returned the greeting as they walked, and walked quickly towards the regiment headquarters.

"Report!" Wei Dayong and Sun Desheng shouted outside the regiment department at the same time.

"Come in!"

Li Yunlong's voice sounded in the room.

Wei Dayong and Sun Desheng opened the door curtain and walked into the house.

Then he saw Li Yunlong holding a brush and practicing calligraphy, while Zhao Gang was giving him instructions.
Chapter completed!