"Then what about this box?" Helen Brooks asked curiously.

"Back then, among the four great generals under the old lord, the spear was left to the descendants of the Ma family, the saber was obtained by the Pang, Yan, and Huang families. The remaining hammer was inherited by our ancestors. Inside this box is the golden hammer left by General Fubo."

Charles King climbed onto the ox cart and opened the three boxes one by one.

Two of the boxes were filled with bamboo slips, while the remaining box contained a pair of very intimidating large hammers.

Why intimidating? Because these hammers were intimidatingly large.

The hammer handle was about six feet long. On one end was a small golden hammer forged from wrought iron, and on the other end was a petal-shaped piece attached to the hammerhead. This design was very similar to modern welding techniques in casting, though not exactly the same.

The hammerhead was oval-shaped, and each hammer body had sixty-four diamond-shaped facets polished onto it.

"What are these hammers called?"

"The old lord said, these are called Leigu Weng Golden Hammers!"

Helen Brooks felt a sense of temporal confusion. Leigu Weng Golden Hammers? That name sounds so familiar!

Apparently, they appear in the storytelling books "Shuo Tang" and "Shuo Yue"—one as the weapon of Li Yuanba, the greatest hero of the Sui and Tang, and the other as the weapon of Yue Yun, the eldest son of the Yue family. How could these Leigu Weng Golden Hammers have appeared in the Three Kingdoms era?

Helen Brooks leapt onto the ox cart and reached out to try to lift the big hammers.

He was very confident in his own strength, but after trying twice, the hammers didn't budge an inch. Helen Brooks's face instantly turned red. Seriously, just how heavy were these hammers that they wouldn't even move?

He put all his strength into his arms, Helen Brooks's face turned purple, and with a loud shout, he finally managed to lift the hammers.

But though he lifted them, let alone swinging them, even walking was a problem. As soon as he exhaled, the hammers crashed down onto the cart bed. The cart bed broke apart, and the hammers, along with several boxes, all fell to the ground.

"Grandpa, how heavy are these hammers?"

"The left hammer is one hundred and fifty jin, the right hammer... heh, one hundred and ninety-four jin! Together, the two hammers weigh three hundred and forty-four jin."

Helen Brooks's mind buzzed, and he was instantly stunned!

Three hundred and forty-four jin? In the legends, Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade was only eighty-two jin, and these hammers were over three hundred?

Who is the true king of strength? Ma Yuan surely deserves the title.

Li Yuanba's sixteen-hundred-jin hammers can basically be dismissed—too exaggerated.

But with a pair of hammers weighing over three hundred jin right in front of him, Helen Brooks felt his mind going blank.

Who could possibly wield such hammers?

Charles King walked over to Helen Brooks, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "These hammers have been in our family for over a hundred years, and no one has been able to lift them. You're not even seven years old this year, and you managed to pick them up. When you grow up, you'll definitely be able to use them."

"But right now..."

"Don't worry, your grandmother has already ordered a pair of fifty-jin hammers to be forged in the same style as these. Also, the old lord left behind thirty-six hammer techniques, called the Changhen Hammer. I'll entrust them to you as well. I hope you won't let down the old lord's reputation."

Helen Brooks nodded blankly, staring at the three-hundred-jin Leigu Weng Golden Hammers, feeling a chill in his heart.

Anyone who could use such hammers must be either a monster or an immortal!

...

Helen Brooks's days became even more arduous.

In addition to practicing the Five Animal Frolics every day to build strength, he studied reading and writing with three teachers in the morning, listened to Charles King recite the military books and strategies left by Ma Yuan in his grandmother's room in the afternoon, and practiced the Changhen Hammer techniques at night.

Every day was packed with activities. If it weren't for Helen Brooks's strong body, plus the mind and willpower of an adult, it would have been truly hard to keep up.

Charles King didn't know how to use the hammers, so Helen Brooks could only practice by relying on the illustrations on thirty-six pieces of cowhide.

Charles King didn't understand military strategy either; his job was simply to recite the contents of the bamboo slips every day. After all, these things couldn't be known by outsiders. If anyone found out that General Fubo's military strategies still existed, who knows what trouble it might bring.

Besides that, among General Fubo's relics was also a map—a map of the Western Regions.

Helen Brooks glanced at it a couple of times and tossed it aside. It was a map left by General Fubo from his campaigns in the Western Regions, but it was of no use now. Still, Helen Brooks didn't dare to actually throw it away, so he put the map in a box and gave it to Irene for safekeeping.

A few days later, George Brooks returned to Lintao with Brian Ford.

A few days after that, George Brooks set out for Hedong to take up his post.

After a period of commotion, the Dong family of Lintao returned to its usual tranquility. Helen Brooks's life was very fulfilling, especially when the first pair of iron hammers forged by his grandmother was delivered to him, making his days even more rewarding.

Grace Brooks did not go to Hedong with Edward Thompson, but stayed in Lintao.

Her days were quite leisurely—chatting with her mother Mrs. Brooks and second sister Diana Brooks, and talking with her younger brother Mildred.

When she had nothing to do, she would take a group of family retainers to ride and hunt outside the city.

After Charlotte Brooks's injury healed, he didn't dare stay at home. He quickly went to Hedong to work under his uncle George Brooks.

After this incident, Charlotte Brooks became much more well-behaved.