pertwk Chapter 60 Armory
Chapter 60 Armory
The inner city of Lianjiang City is very different from the outer city in terms of environment.
There were very few idlers on the street, no noise or chaos, and the space was spacious. It was paved with high-quality bluestone slabs and was cleaned and maintained by dedicated staff, making it extremely clean and tidy.
Even with carriages and horses coming and going, not a speck of dust is raised.
One mansion after another stood tall, with high walls, red tiles, upturned eaves, carved beams and painted rafters, quite magnificent.
All the prominent families and powerful clans of the county town were gathered here.
The Shen family, the Fan family, the Li family, the Zhou family, the Hu family, the Yang family, etc.
Among them, Hu Dingtian strode over, his face gloomy, his steps hurried, and the hem of his skirt clanged.
"Young Master Hu!" Several gatekeepers recognized Hu Dingtian at a glance and hurriedly bowed.
"Should I inform the master?"
"Get out!" Hu Dingtian felt annoyed and shouted, startling the servant so much that he dared not utter another word.
"Young Master..." An old butler, seeing Hu Dingtian throwing a tantrum, became somewhat uneasy.
"Where's Dingwen! Tell him to come here and die!" Hu Dingtian said angrily.
"The Third Young Master has gone to meet with friends and is not at the residence."
"What are you doing?"
"He must be fighting crickets with someone..." The old butler dared not hide it from his young master.
Ever since the eldest young master went to the prefectural city and became a general, his murderous aura has become increasingly strong.
When he gets angry, his anger is like a heavy hammer, striking everyone around him.
After the old butler finished speaking, he noticed that the young master's already low spirits had intensified.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, and before the young master could continue explaining, he quickly spoke up.
"I'll bring the Third Young Master back to you right away."
In no time.
Hu Dingwen strode back, a triumphant smile on his face, teasing his beloved crickets in the basket as he walked, clearly enjoying their cricket fight.
However, upon seeing Hu Dingtian, before he could even speak, Hu Dingtian kicked him to the ground with a fierce kick.
Its cries attracted its biological parents.
"Tian'er, what, what are you doing!" Hu's mother said with heartache when she saw Hu Dingwen howling in pain from the beating.
"Father, Mother, do you know that he took the paper that got the top score in the humanities!" Hu Dingtian took a deep breath and said angrily.
"I know, didn't we check? This year's top scorer in the liberal arts exam is just a poor student from an outlying city, with no power or influence..." Mother Hu was interrupted halfway through her sentence.
"He filed a complaint with the county magistrate today, and the magistrate personally received him!" Hu Dingtian said helplessly, shaking his head.
"Father, Mother, you were too careless! How could you let him see the magistrate!"
Hu Dingtian was never angry that Hu Dingwen had stolen someone else's exam paper, but rather that the whole family had been so careless.
If it were him, then the poor scholar would be considered kind if he could still live in the outer city on the night the results were announced.
"What!" Mr. Hu exclaimed in shock.
He thought that even if the scholar did report it to the authorities, he would only go to the outer city government office.
At that time, he can still suppress it.
However, Li Tianhuai had anticipated this and skipped the government office step.
"What should we do!" Mr. Hu was also getting anxious.
If the magistrate insists on a thorough investigation, this could be a serious crime that could implicate the entire Hu family!
It's even possible that starting from this point, we could uncover more past events, pulling out one radish only to bring up a whole mess of mud.
How many people will be killed depends entirely on how ruthless this magistrate is!
"If this was just the third brother's willful act, you should pretend you knew nothing about it and agree to confiscate some of the family property and land. That might save the family," Hu Dingtian said.
"What? No, no! Father, Mother, my brother wants me dead!" Hu Dingwen panicked when he heard that he had to take the blame all by himself.
"As long as your father is willing, you won't die," Hu Dingtian said, exasperated.
With such an unintelligent appearance, how could he possibly get first place in the liberal arts exam?
"Right now, the Moon People's army is invading and causing chaos everywhere. I reckon that county magistrate doesn't want to start a major war and let the powerful families in the inner city fall into disarray first."
"After all, we can also provide the garrison troops that the county magistrate wants," Hu Dingtian analyzed.
Then he changed the subject.
"Also, who's the top scorer in martial arts this year?"
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the other side.
On one side of the magistrate's residence, a three-story pavilion stands, connected to a warehouse.
A plaque hangs high above it, inscribed with the three characters "Yingwuku".
The huge warehouse was filled with a large number of swords, spears, bows, crossbows, and armor and other military equipment.
The pavilion housed complete sets of martial arts manuals for the soldiers to study, as well as temporary storage for spoils of war, such as armor, swords, and axes captured from the Moon People killed during the city defense battle.
This enormous armory was heavily guarded; even the county magistrate himself had to be registered to enter and exit.
"Is this Zhao An...?" The steward in charge of the armory looked Zhao An up and down carefully.
"It's strange. You're not from the military camp, yet the magistrate allowed you into the armory. I've never given such a privilege to anyone else before." The steward's eyes darted around Zhao An, then he looked at the official document granting him special permission from the magistrate in his hand, clicking his tongue in amazement.
Zhao An didn't say much, his gaze already fixed on the interior of the pavilion.
There were no decorations or ornaments inside the three-story pavilion, and the first floor even looked a little messy.
Some of the captured supplies were just piled up haphazardly, and it was unclear whether they had been put into storage.
The Lunarians wore nearly a thousand sets of full armor, some of which looked damaged, but were still wearable.
This batch of full armor alone is extremely valuable.
With just a few minor modifications and repairs, the county soldiers in the city could be armed and looked quite elite.
Zhao An glanced at a Lunarian hand axe lying casually at his feet, picked it up, and touched it.
The axe was extremely cold, as if I were holding a block of ice, with a bone-chilling cold emanating from it.
During the previous siege, the flying axes thrown up by the Lunarians had caused them considerable trouble.
The frost released by the throwing axe can freeze a person if they touch it.
However, the axe is no longer freezing, and you can touch it freely.
"It's not made of ordinary steel..." Zhao An couldn't help but say.
"That's natural. This kind of cold iron can only be mined in the city-states across the Western Sea where the Moon People live, and in the northern mountains where the Northern Barbarians live." The old steward clearly knew a lot and explained to Zhao An.
"That day, the Moon Man threw out this axe, which froze a patch of land. What kind of magic is that?" Zhao An asked, seeing the old steward's extensive knowledge.
"The Moon People are skilled in all kinds of sorcery, this must be one of them." Perhaps because the position was easy, the old steward didn't mind talking to Zhao An a few more times to relieve his boredom.
"Do you know if we, the warriors of the Great Wu Dynasty, can learn the magic of the Moon People?" Zhao An asked again.
The head steward shook his head.
"The ancients and sages have already tried this. The Moon Clan values bloodline. Without Moon Clan blood, this magic can never be learned."