Yunzhongyue

In the spring of the eleventh year of Emperor Xuanchen of Dali. Today is the penultimate day of delivery, and Yun Ni still has one last task to complete. He was concentrating on it, holding the pliers in his left hand to clamp the red-hot iron block, and holding the heavy hammer in his right hand to forge repeatedly. The veins in his arms were bulging and he was already sweating profusely. Finally, dip the hot iron into the water. There was a squeaking sound of evaporation, and water mist rose. Then, after several more processes, he polished the iron tool, inserted red tassels on it, and finally it became a quite beautiful helmet. He put the helmet on top of the complete armor. The armor covered the wooden figure, and then he quietly stared at the masterpiece that he had spent several months completing. He put a lot of effort into this armor. There is more room for movement in the shoulders, elbows, and joints. The white tiger head on the shoulder is also lifelike, as if it is really roaring. He tightened his grip on the hammer in his hand. He had been forging iron alone since he was thirteen years old. Dad said he was born with strength... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.