Eight Young Masters of Yang Family Generals

Huayin County is just a small county with a small population.The Huayin people who speak Guanzhong Qin Opera can still understand the voice.

Yang Yanrong never fights unprepared battles, since the other party wants to attack and kill, well, I will give you a counter attack.I would like to see how powerful the killers of this era are.

When he arrived in the city, Yang Yanrong found a random passerby, asked where the weapons shop was, and went straight away.

Sang Yuchu asked: "Yang Lang, do you want to buy weapons? I'm afraid there aren't any good ones in this small place."

Yang Yanrong said: "We need weapons, but what I want is not small things, but something big. You will know in a while."

With money on your body, what can't you buy?Yang Yanrong searched for several shops, but he didn't find the weapon he liked. As for what kind of weapon he wanted to buy, everyone was puzzled, but he still watched the surroundings cautiously, for fear of revealing a little loophole, which would make people feel uncomfortable. Organic leftovers.

When they reached the last weapon shop on the street, even Yang Yanrong was a little disappointed, grandma, these weapons are not bad for chopping firewood, but they are a bit blunt for killing people!

This is a dilapidated shop. The owner of the shop is an old man in his fifties, with a hunched body, wielding a sledgehammer and hammering hard at the red discus. Yang Yanrong couldn't help being secretly surprised. , this sledgehammer must weigh two hundred catties no matter what, this old man actually has such great strength?

The skin on his face and hands is like the unique tan after years of smoke and fire, his hair and beard are all gray, but his eyes are very bright, seeing Yang Yanrong and his party coming, the old man just nodded, He continued to hammer again.

"Boss, do you have any bigger weapons?" Yang Yanrong saw several black lacquered iron pears, hammers and other things placed on the wooden table next to him. Although they looked extremely rough, they were more than bulky.

When I heard that I was here to buy weapons, I didn't raise my head: "There are some in the house, you can choose by yourself, I'm busy now!"

Yang Yanrong smiled wryly, and if you do business like this, I'm afraid that ordinary people will run away as soon as they hear it, shake their heads, and go to the open door behind him.

The old man nodded secretly, and continued to hammer again, and the sound of clanging was heard far away.

"Brother Yang, these weapons are at least much better than the ones I saw before!" Ke'er picked up a long knife with a smile, flicked it with her fingers, and there was a crisp metallic sound, she said with a smile: "Well, This knife is good!"

Yang Yanrong shook his head, and continued to search. Everyone talked about their suggestions, but Yang Yanrong completely rejected them. What kind of weapon is he looking for?Nobody knows.

Suddenly, Yang Yanrong's eyes lit up, and he walked straight to the dark beam in the corner of the house, and exclaimed, "This weapon is the best!"

Everyone was surprised, can this thing be called a weapon?It's clearly a big iron rod!It grows two feet away, with one end on the ground and the other on the roof. If you don't look carefully at the other end of the roof, no one can see that it is an iron gun.The body of the gun, which was as thick as a teacup, was randomly coated with a layer of yellow mud. Perhaps because of the long time, the yellow mud fell off, revealing its true colors in the mud.

Yang Yanrong laughed and said, "I want this gun!"

"Well, Brother Yang, do you want to move?" Zhao Hu's eyes widened, and he watched his Brother Yang wrestling around the iron rod in disbelief. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said again: "That gun, I'm afraid it won't weigh a thousand catties!"

"Huzi, go and call the boss in, just say this gun, we bought it!" Yang Yanrong liked it more and more, this is simply a custom-made weapon for himself!Grandma's, take this gun and sweep it over, it's really called sweeping a large area!

Zhao Hu nodded, and after going out, he led the old man in.The old man glanced at Yang Yanrong, narrowed his eyes immediately, and said: "Guest officer, this gun is not sold in this shop, you should choose another one! This is an ancestral item of my Zhang family, I'm really sorry .”

Yang Yanrong smiled slightly, took out a large stack of banknotes from his bosom, and said, "Here is 2000 taels of silver, how about buying your gun?"

The old man didn't even look at the bank note, he frowned and said, "I'm sorry, guest officer, this gun, I really can't sell it!"

Yang Yanrong nodded, added another 2000 taels, and said with a smile: "I must buy this gun. Boss, I will give you as much as you want. If it is not enough, I can add more. Until you are satisfied."

The old man still shook his head. He glanced at Yang Yanrong and sighed: "Guest officer, it's not that the little old man doesn't want to buy it. It's because my Zhang family ancestors taught me that the little old man didn't dare to disobey it. If the guest officer really wants it, as long as you If you can afford this gun, the little old man will give it to the guest officer, and will not take any money! How about it?"

Yang Yanrong laughed and said, "Is this true?"

"Really!" The old man looked at him with a smile, and said, "This gun is an iron point steel gun. The body and head of the gun are both made of pure iron. Since then, no one has ever made it. Guest officer, do you still want to try now?"

Yang Yanrong rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Try, why not try? Boss, please bring a piece of wood equivalent to this gun, otherwise I will take this gun later, I'm afraid your house will collapse."

How can the old man believe it?He shook his head and called Zhao Hu, and the two of them came over in a while carrying a thick log, which was just the right length.

Yang Yanrong moved his bones, raised the wood with one hand and slowly stood it upright, in a row with the iron point steel gun.

The old man's heart skipped a beat, looking at the guest officer's posture, could it be that he could really hold up the gun?If this is the case, then it would be really great, if his ancestors of the Zhang family knew about this, they would definitely smile at Jiuquan.It was because of this gun that the Zhang family lost face in Huayin City. Whenever he saw this gun, the old man would think of the ridicule from the neighbors around him. What's the use of keeping a guy who can't be used?It's better to melt it early.

Several generations of the Zhang family have made their living by blacksmithing. In the previous dynasty, a blacksmith in the ancestors of the Zhang family had a whim to forge the heaviest weapon in the world, but it was made a joke by others. After it was cast, it was hung on the gate of the city, and people were called to test the gun. As a result, after decades, countless people raised the gun, and no one was able to lift it.The blacksmith Zhang was furious, and immediately made a will, that in the future, anyone who can hold this iron-point steel gun will give this gun as a gift, and they must not be bought and melted.For his sake, more than a dozen generations of the Zhang family have strictly guarded the last words of this blacksmith Zhang. As a result, hundreds of years have passed, and no one is still able to act.

Everyone held their breath and watched Yang Yanrong slowly put his hands on the iron point steel gun.