Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

"That's it!"

Looking at the half-broken sword on the ground, Lu Botang's face flushed with excitement. He said to Shen Zheng, "Master Shen, that's how it happened in the Golden Throne Hall that day! One strike decided the outcome!"

Such a peerless magic weapon is now in the hands of Lu Botang!

God have mercy!

No, no, no, it’s Lord Shen’s mercy!

Suddenly, Lu Botang looked at Shen Zheng with a more eager look.

Shen Zheng suddenly felt uncomfortable and leaned towards Hua Duo silently.

The competition continues.

After his sword was broken, Tongtou became more cautious, but the disadvantages brought by weapons and armor clearly told him that being cautious was useless.

What's the use of being more careful? On the battlefield, close combat is inevitable.

The first time they came into contact, his sword broke in half.

When they met for the second time, only half of the sword was left, and it broke in half again.

When they met for the third time, the sword was reduced to its hilt.

"Damn it!" He cursed, threw away the hilt of the sword and assumed a fighting stance.

The onlookers were shocked: "What is Tongtou trying to do? He's already lost his sword and is simply admitting defeat! The difference in weapons between the two sides is huge. There's no need to fight at all!"

"We have to fight!" Someone also supported Tongtou: "If we don't fight because our weapons are inferior, then what's the point of this competition? In a real battlefield, will the enemy let you go just because you don't have a weapon?"

--Won't.

Shen Zheng also knew that it wouldn't happen.

Because she remembered that war.

The enemy will not let you go just because your weapons are poor. On the contrary, they will invade your homes, seize your resources, and humiliate your compatriots. They will only be more evil than before.

No matter when you are bullied, you must never forget to resist.

"Come on!" Copperhead shouted!

Lin Er paused holding the sword and exclaimed, "Tongtou, are you crazy?"

"I don't!"

Bronze Head swung his fist and rushed towards him. He was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest, but the sword in his hand also pierced Bronze Head's breastplate.

"It seems to have pierced through!"

The soldiers watching the battle suddenly felt something was wrong and hurriedly called out to Che Ju, "Boss, we really can't fight! The old copper-headed armor can't stop the steel sword at all! Stop it! We know that steel weapons are powerful, but we can't joke with our brothers' lives!"

"Fuck you!" Lin Er retreated half a step with his sword in hand, cursing, "I didn't even use any strength, and you had to rush into me because you were bored?!"

Just as he had vented his anger, he saw Tongtou suddenly laugh. He felt something was wrong, and before he could react, Tongtou grabbed his right hand.

To be precise, it was Copperhead who held the hilt of his sword.

"Copperhead you!"

Why do you bring a sword with you?

"Ahhh, let go! Boss, look! Copperhead is cheating!"

Outside the arena, Che Ju looked at Tongtou's broken breastplate with a flicker of admiration in his eyes. He said calmly, "There's no rule against stealing weapons."

Lin Er gripped the hilt tightly, staring: "Can this be done?!"

This made the scene interesting.

If Lin Er had been able to avoid being approached by Tongtou at the beginning, he would have been a sure winner. But Tongtou staged a "life-threatening fight" and casually touched the hilt of his sword...

For the next half incense stick, the two of them fought over the sword.

They fought so hard that it was dark, they rolled on the ground, and almost knocked over the incense burner, but there was no winner.

"Round two, over!" Che Ju, watching with rapt interest, shouted, "Still a draw!"

"I..." Lin Er was lying on the ground, looking up at the sky in silence.

He strangled Tongtou's neck with his arm and cursed, "I treat you as a brother. I wouldn't hurt you even with my sword, yet you try to play tricks on me! Tongtou, you're really something!"

Tongtou chuckled, hugged his arm with his backhand, and gave him two "boos".

"Lin Zi, once a good brother, we are always good brothers!"

"Bah!" Lin Er let go of him in disgust, then stood up with a sudden leap. "I don't have a brother like you!"

"Oh?" Bronzehead raised an eyebrow, took off his old armor, and raised it in front of him, "Don't forget, who will wear the old armor in the next round?"

"You..." Lin Er gritted his teeth in hatred.

As usual, Shitou and Louzi went forward to check the weapons and armor.

Stone reported: "Lin Er's armor is intact!"

The loaf of cloth reported: "The bronze-headed sword... shattered into three pieces, leaving only the hilt, the broken ends neatly. The shoulder armor is dented, with two small tears, and the breastplate is pierced, deep... two points weak!"

"hiss--"

"Two points weak?"

The soldiers felt a chill in their chests. "If it had been half an inch longer, the tip of the sword would have touched Tongtou's skin... Tongtou is really brave."

Tongtou grinned and raised his hand, saying, "Don't learn this move on the battlefield. I bumped into Linzi because I knew he wasn't using enough force and wouldn't stab me. If either Linzi or I were to use force, the sword would probably..."

Thinking of this, he felt a little scared.

Lu Botang walked up to him and punched him lightly, "You kid... only a brother can play with you like this, don't be so reckless in the future!"

Tongtou nodded with a smile, then went over and hugged the still sullen Lin Er, "Linzi, stop looking so sad. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't dare to bump into him like this. Only with you would I dare to do this."

Lin Er said angrily: "I should have tried harder earlier..."

Having said that, he and Tongtou both knew that in that situation, neither of them would actually kill.

"So, boss, I think this third round is unnecessary." Tongtou pulled Lin Er and said seriously to Che Ju, "Brothers, you've all seen that the old soldiers and armor are no match for the steel swords and armor. No matter how many times we fight, the result will be the same."

The soldiers outside the field also said: "Yes, boss, that was a crushing victory. Let's save a set of old armor..."

Come to think of it, a set of old armor is worth a lot of silver!

Che Ju nodded slightly and looked at Lu Botang: "General, you see..."

"There's really no need to continue the competition." Lu Botang shook his head and smiled, "Before, I thought our weapons and armor were already top-notch, but who knew there would always be something better..."

Before the competition, he thought that the old soldier armor could withstand a few more moves from the steel soldier armor.

did not expect......

But after a moment of loss, he immediately became excited again.

You know, now only his Great Zhou has real steel!

If someone blindly attacks...

Then can't you just chase and beat him?

After laughing three times towards the sky, the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Zheng could no longer be described as eager.

He wanted to worship Shen Zheng.

"......" Shen Zheng avoided his gaze and looked outside the circle: "To lead them...why haven't they come yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers outside the circle suddenly became lively.

"It seems like the people from the small parade ground are coming over!"