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But after recalling a few specific details, he realized that, at least in terms of physical ability, Zhao An's strength should not be underestimated. For instance, the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear, which had felt quite heavy in Yun Xiao Yi's hands, was effortlessly wielded by Zhao An with one hand. These people were like seasoned players of ancient coins; if he hadn’t brought the game world’s rules into reality like Stephen Cole did, he would have likely perished long ago.
In the first chapter, survival in the wilderness. In the next chapter, encountering a pack of wolves—end of story. Fortunately, he had the advantage of unity.
Thinking about this, Yun Xiao Yi let out a deep sigh and casually asked, "So, in the end, you never figured out where those armors and weapons came from?"
Zhao An shook his head, recalling that experience. "It's not entirely like that. About two months later, I learned the specific origins of those items. At that time, the matter was all the rage in the martial world. These armors and weapons belonged to Bingzhou Governor Zhang Yi, and even that shining silver Dragon's Bane Spear originated from a piece forged from Heavenly Meteorite."
Once upon a time, Yi Province was in turmoil, plagued by bandits everywhere. Considering the safety of his family's children, Zhang Yi dispatched personnel to send a portion of the armors and weapons back home. However, due to the controversial origins of these items, Zhang Yi could only carry out this mission secretly under the guise of a merchant.
Everything along the way seemed to be arranged properly and proceeded step by step. However, while passing through the Tai Mountain Range, an unexpected event occurred—a group of ruthless bandits launched a surprise attack and unhesitatingly seized all the goods.
Zhao An paused for a moment, running his fingers through his hair before continuing:
That night, when the bandits returned to their mountain lair with the spoils of their plunder, we took decisive action and completely annihilated them, reclaiming the equipment and weapons.
However, more than a month after we avenged our grievances, Governor Zhang Yi learned of the robbery of his precious items and was immediately filled with rage. He quickly summoned an army of over ten thousand men, declaring a campaign against all banditry in the Tai Mountain District, leaving no small gang unscathed. It was precisely through this extensive crackdown that the surrounding area enjoyed a long period of peace.
I suddenly realized that everything had occurred at a perfectly corresponding time. According to historical records, in the third month of that year, another significant event targeting Zhang Yi took place. Three years after his death, during the early days of spring, Zhao Yun, recognized by the righteous men across the Changshan region, led people to join Gongsun Zan's ranks, gradually showcasing his extraordinary abilities.
If my speculation is correct, it should have been after Zhang Yi's passing that Zhao Anxin's concerns were alleviated, allowing him to hand over those weapons to the talented new leader. Subsequently, with outstanding martial skills and excellent armaments, Zhao Yun rapidly rose to prominence as the most notable leader in the Changshan region.
Imagine if Zhang Yi had passed away earlier; would Zhao Yun have met with a similar fate? Certainly, but the path would have been different and perhaps longer. After all, someone like Zhao Yun, possessing both literary talent and martial prowess along with loyalty and integrity, would ultimately be favored by fate; the quality of his equipment would merely serve as assistance.
The backdrop of the times gives rise to heroes, yet these heroes also seize the opportunities presented by their era to strive for change. With a heavy heart, Yun Xiao Yi scanned his surroundings and saw Zhao Yun's expression shift from initial sorrow to confusion.
At that time, these siblings—Zhao Yun and his sister Zhao Huang—were deeply impacted by their mother's death and the tragedy that befell Zhao Jia Village. This drove them to train diligently in hopes of one day avenging their losses. Upon hearing that the government had nearly eradicated the bandits in the mountains, although they felt resentment for not being able to take revenge themselves, they soon discovered that the true culprits were their own relatives and uncles.
Zhao Huang gently bit her lip and said, "I thought the court had eliminated those bandits who attacked our village; I never expected it was actually our own kin."
Zhao An stroked his thick beard with a proud expression and replied, "How could you think your kin are timid? The hatred for those who killed our mother and loved ones runs deeper than heaven and earth. It is not that we do not wish to take revenge; it is simply that the timing must be right."
At that moment, the three of them felt as if the burdens on their shoulders had been lifted in an instant. The long-suppressed emotions in their hearts seemed to dissolve away. Zhao Yun spoke up, "Mother, the tragedy you endured has already been avenged by kin."
As his words fell, tears filled the eyes of all three, sliding down their cheeks. After a moment of silence, their emotions gradually stabilized.
Observing this development, Zhao An respectfully bowed to Yun Xiao Yi and said, "Immortal Senior, I apologize for any discomfort caused."
In response to Zhao An's apology, Yun Xiao Yi waved his hand slightly and replied, "How could this be called a joke? True heroes face their anger and choose to confront even stronger opponents; while the timid, despite their frustrations, will only deal with those weaker than themselves. Your courage to face formidable foes without fear is something I deeply admire."
"If I were Zhao An, I wouldn't dare to guarantee that I could reach such heights," he continued. "This shows that the ancient heroic figures should not be underestimated by us modern people. The productivity of ancient times may not compare to today’s, but that does not mean they were any less wise."
Hearing such praise from the Immortal, a smile involuntarily crept onto Zhao An's lips. Meanwhile, Zhao Yun's gaze fell upon the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear, and he suddenly spoke up: "Dear one, since the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear belongs to Bingzhou Governor Zhang Yi, for the sake of avoiding disaster for Zhao Family Village, it would be unwise for me to use this spear for now."
Zhao An nodded slightly in agreement: "That makes sense. There are countless fine weapons in this world; simply changing its name would suffice. Unless one sees it in person, how would Zhang Yi know that this is indeed his lost Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear?"
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