Caohe Broken Knife

Name: Caohe Broken Knife
Author: Xuanzong's Third Uncle

by Xuanzong's Third Uncle

ongoing Martial Arts Traditional Martial Arts Male Lead

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12Kwords4chapters

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Ch. 4 — The Light of the Sword Reflects on the Bian River, and the Blood Splashes on the Flag Wind

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About This Novel

In the fourteenth year of the Dali calendar, there was snow in Tongguan. I, Shen Twelve, had two fingers broken off on my left hand, and was poisoned by the poison in my body. I carried half of a blood-stained copper transport talisman in my arms, and only had a half-broken iron horizontal sword in my hand. Outside the museum, 300 Wei Bo Silver Spear Tooth Soldiers, Shence Army Archers and Crossbowmen, and half the world's pursuers blocked all ways to survive. They wanted the canal transport plan in my arms, and they wanted my head. Ten years ago, my master Su Dinghe, just outside Tongguan, was accused of colluding with the feudal town and guarding and stealing, and was executed in the city. I snatched my master's only daughter back from the bloody execution ground and became the number one criminal in the Tang Dynasty. I was on the run for ten years just to clear my master's wrongdoing. But the more I investigated, the clearer I became that it was never my life that was being snatched up in the world, but the Grand Canal that runs from north to south. It is the only lifeline of the Tang Dynasty and the livelihood of millions of people in Jianghuai. The vassal town wants to stop it and start an army to rebel, the court wants to swallow it up to enrich its own pockets, and the rivers and lakes want to rob it for profit and power. There is no fantasy in this world, no internal energy, no flying over the walls. There are only sword-to-knife fights, shocking calculations at every step, a river of water, a half-life blood feud, and a dead end. I went from being a desperado who only wanted to seek personal revenge to becoming the last gate guarding the Cao River. The wind and snow in Tongguan have poured into the hall door, and my broken sword has been unsheathed. Today, whoever dares to touch this Cao River will have his head chopped off and fed to the fish in the canal!