Introduction to the work "Thousands of Machines"
There are rumors in the world that those who obtain the "Shanhe Sword Art" can command the martial arts.
Yun Wuyi, the last descendant of the Yun family in Jiangnan, appears to be a carefree swordsmith, but is actually proficient in the lost arithmetic. He always liked to shake his bronze counter and said with a smile that he "only knows blacksmithing and calculating accounts" - until the Thousand Chance Umbrella unfolded with a "click" in his hand, and the hidden weapon that popped out of the umbrella bone penetrated the throats of seventeen killers.
Xiao Pojun, the iron-blooded young master of the Xiao family in the northwest, has a face as cold as ice and a whip like a dragon. He was ordered to track down the remnants of the Yun family, but he discovered in repeated confrontations that this playful and smiling enemy could actually see through the military formation map he had laid out for ten years at a glance.
A Cao gang interception forced the two to join forces. Yun Wuyi's tricks were exhausted, but when he met Xiao Pojun's military skills, they found a strange fit. But when the sword furnace at Zangfeng Villa exploded into flames, and when the blood-stained copper coins from twenty years ago were revealed again, they discovered that the so-called feud was just a game carefully designed by others.
"Hey, Lord Yama." Yun Wuyi wiped the blood from his face and poked Xiao Pojun's ice mask with a smile, "No matter how ignorant you are of the cold poison, you can't wait until the day you seek revenge from me."
Xiao Pojun remained silent and cut off the poisonous arrow that was shot at him, then pulled the person behind him with his backhand: "Shut up and let's count you."
How much calculation and sincerity does it take to go from mortal enemy to best friend? When the Thousand Chance Umbrella collides with the Cold Iron Whip, the world will eventually be torn apart by a sky-shattering crack.
There is no limit to the number of words in the game and it will be updated frequently. Mathematics and the art of war will be incorporated into almost every battle.
Intention: Hatred is the most noble cage, and the one who breaks the situation will eventually become the latest cage. The cruelest lie is to make yourself willing to choose falsehood.