The Wing King looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of him and couldn't help but feel mixed emotions. He said that he was familiar with them, these people were all the old people he used them back then.

But it is really strange to say that it is strange. After so many years of tempering under Xiao Letian, everyone has been reborn. If the veterans of the heavenly kingdom in the past were like fierce warhammers, rushing and fighting fiercely, but now these veterans are like precision guns, with their murderous aura without diminishing their semicolons, but their lethality has been increased several times.

It was a unique temperament. The Wing King saw the light of wisdom in the eyes of these veterans. In the past, he relied on the bravery and discipline of soldiers. Today, these soldiers have a more bookish atmosphere in addition to retaining the bright spots of courage and discipline.

The Wing King knew that this contribution was entirely due to Xiao Letian. He was the only pervert in the world who required all soldiers in the army to be literate and everyone should be literate and understand numbers. No wonder the number of Chinese soldiers is not large yet, because the Wing King is very clear about how low the literacy rate was in this era. Anyone with a little education would not be the job of being a soldier.

Xiao Letian cannot solve this problem by recruiting. He can only rely on his own words and deeds. The army can only recruit soldiers from the people and then make great efforts to spend a lot of money for training.

Military training is already very difficult and exhausting. Now that cultural education is added, it is conceivable how much effort Xiao Letian has invested in the new Chinese army.

Let go of Xiao Letian, the Wing King walked to his old friend and his old subordinate, and he patted Wang Huaiyuan on the shoulder, "Brother, you have lost weight, you have lost a lot..."

"Ahem... It's okay, it's hard to buy a lot of money to lose weight when I'm old. I've seen it with fortune tellers. If you lose weight, you will be a hundred years old!"

The Wing King looked at his standard new military salute, and his straight military uniform, touched the golden generals on the small lapel, and the golden tassel decoration.

"Beautiful, energetic, mighty! It's really better than our previous military uniforms, and better than the dog Tatars's horn! What's this..."

The Wing King saw the general's ceremonial knife on Wang Huaiyuan's waist at a glance, the scabbard wrapped in shark skin, the handguard inlaid with diamonds, and the slender blade body, which made the Wing King, a master of the Cold Weapon Age, unable to pull it out of his eyes when he saw it.

"This is the imitation Tang sword created by the head of state two years ago by the head of state, who asked Fusang Sword Forging Master and the Chinese Sword Forging Master to use it as our general's ceremonial weapon... It is for etiquette, and no one can use it when he is on the battlefield!"

Wang Huaiyuan untied the sabre and handed it to the prince's hand. The Wing King pressed the motive spring, and the cold-shining Tang sword jumped out half an inch, revealing the beautiful ripples of the hundred-forged water.

"Hiss... this is no more than two hundred forgings? Such fine water ripples!" exclaimed the Wing King.

Xiao Letian explained, "More than that, it's 350 forgings... This was unimaginable in ancient times, but now there are 10,000 tons punches in the Northern Industrial Special Zone, so we can also build more than 400 forgings Tang swords..."

The ancient hundred-forged swords actually have the same principle as the thousand-layer sentry used in our kitchen, which is forged by steel and then folded and then folded.

This process depends on strength to knock out the impurities in the red steel. The folded steel stress is more even, rigid and tough, so it will not break easily.

This is the effect required by ancient sword-casters. If they are rigid enough, they will be very sharp. They are not easy to break even if they are tough. In ancient times, this was purely due to human power. After industrialization, mechanical forging replaced human power, which allowed the iron smelting technology to develop rapidly.

Xiao Letian looked at the eyes of the Wing King, and quickly tried Jin Sanshun with a color. The fat man trotted and picked up a long sandalwood incense box from behind.

"Prince! This is specially prepared by the Head of State for you, a five hundred forging ceremonial sword!"

The Wing King's eyes lit up as soon as he heard this. He pulled out the ceremonial knife, and the cold light then the moonlight reflected in his eyes. "It turns out that good knife, the water flow pattern is so dense..."

After saying that, the Wing King took action like lightning to pull out the handkerchief on his chest and threw it into the air. Everyone saw a cold light flashing before they could see clearly that the handkerchief had been broken into three pieces.

"Good knife, good knife! Put it away!" The Wing King excitedly handed the knife to the Prussian guard behind him.

Wang Huaiyuan, Sima Yun, Liang Kun, Luo Huo... and Xiang Ying, Lin Zhen... A familiar face flashed in front of the Wing King's eyes. He shook hands with everyone and talked for a few words, saying that he even shed tears in his excitement.

"You are the little correspondent soldier in the Xiangyang War. Do I remember you, Left Beard..."

"Xiaolin, you fought with the King of the West under Nanjing City, and were plotted against by those bastards and were shot in the back... At that time, you thought you were dead, but you were so lucky that you actually survived..."

"Black Buffalo! Haha... I know you, when you attacked Suzhou, you carried three gunpowder bags and rushed forward. How could I forget you, a powerful general..."

Dust-covered memories flowed out from the open floodgates, and more and more veterans were crying on the deck. If Wang Junlan hadn't been reminding each other, he would have been crying at this moment.

The Wing King shook hands with the last brother. He took two steps back and stood in the position of the main gun shooter, patrolling the old brothers with his eyes, and spent half a minute to calm his excitement.

"Brothers! You didn't disappoint me, Xiao Letian, you didn't disappoint me... What I gave you is a group of heroes. You brought out a group of famous generals and forced them to read for you. I will accept you!"

"A hundred tempers make steel! You are just like the hundred tempers sword I just saw, and you were finally created with a lot of tempers!"

"Think about what you used to be, and look at what you are now... I'm relieved. If I die in the future, I can go to see the old brothers in the Kingdom of Heaven with a clear conscience!"

"Cherish all this. From now on, you must forget the past and follow the head of state to look forward to the future! I have explained it clearly today and explained it to you..."

"I... the wing king Shi Dakai... have long been renamed Shi Yi... All the past has been cut off by me, and I also vow not to return to the Qing Dynasty for the rest of my life!"

"Forgot me! Follow the head of state to fight out a Chinese world!"

"Long live the Chinese people!"

"Long live the head of state!"

All the brothers on the deck spoke in unison and lowered their voices and growled, "Long live the Chinese people! Long live the head of state!"

The Wing King burst into tears. He bowed to his brothers, not daring to see them turning their heads and walked into the cabin. Xiao Letian followed him and chased after him.

"Brother, why are you doing this? Can you and my brother still distrust? Why do you and I say these words..."

"No, my brother, I said these words not to calm your heart, I am to calm their hearts... I have to strangle all the last little signs in their hearts!"

"If the Kingdom of Heaven is destroyed, it is destroyed. People have to accept their fate! No one can turn back!"
Chapter completed!