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Yang Sien's horse spear was pitch black all over and one meter and four feet long. It was a good spear. The horse spear was usually used by generals from aristocratic families because it was too expensive.

The most important thing is to make horse lances for bows. The worst is to use mulberry, oak, vine, and the worst is to use bamboo. Soak the fine squid repeatedly with oil. The soaking will no longer deform and no longer crack. The first step is completed.

This process took nearly a year. After a year, the strips were taken out and the shaded place was dry for several months.

Then use high-quality glue paint to glue it into a thick handful of one twelve feet (Han ruler, equivalent to Sui ruler, one twelve feet), wrap the outer layer with hemp rope, wait until the hemp rope is dry, apply raw paint, wrap it with kudzu, and then dry it with layer after layer, until it is cut with a knife, and the spear rod makes a metal sound, but it keeps not cracking. This is the case.

Then remove the head and tail, cut it to about six feet, install the head of the fine steel spear in front, and install the red copper spear in the back, and continuously adjust it. The qualified standard is to hang a hemp rope two feet at the tail of the spear. The entire 8-meter horse spear can not fall or fall in the air like a scale rod in the air. In this way, the general can hold the tip of the spear forward without any effort.

The horse spear made in this way is light, tough and strong. The general can hold it directly and charge with the horsepower, or wield it to fight in close combat. However, the entire spear takes three years and the success rate is only 40%, so it is extremely expensive. Only his eighteen personal guards are qualified to use it.

The horse spear weighs about 30 kilograms, which is very light and tough. However, Yang Sien is too majestic, like a bear. Although the horse spear is light, his war horse is still a little overwhelmed.

In the dark night, Yang Sien had woken up. He did not move, but squinted his eyes and stared at Yang Yuanqing's every move. When he realized that Yang Yuanqing was not exploring his secret, he just wanted to use the horse spear, his eyelids slowly closed.

Yang Yuanqing shook his horse spear and was distracted by stabbing the void. He used the spear method. The spear method was different from the spear method, but it was barely available. It was like killing a chicken and using a slaughter knife. He shook out five balls of cold light. The horse spear was pulled back in an instant, and behind him was as fast as lightning, or like a wagging tail. He saw cold lights around his body. In an extremely fast time, Yang Yuanqing stabbed dozens of times.

This set of spear method was learned by Yang Yuanqing in Zuowuwei, and it was also the mass spear method that every soldier in the Great Sui Dynasty had to learn. It was practical and concise, but just as simple food could also make delicious dishes, the key to the power of this set of mass spear method lies in the person who made the spear.

‘Using a spear is perfect for your advantage of being good at capturing fighter jets.’

Yang Yuanqing repeatedly chewed the words of Yu Juluo. He had practiced the spear method several times in Zuo Wuwei before, but it was just a formality and had never taken care of it, but today he was taking care of it.

At this time, a sudden sound of wind from behind his head and a foreign object attacked. Yang Yuanqing turned over, bent his body into a bow, and the horse spear was instantly stabbed out. This was the eighth style of Zhang Xutuo's sword technique, "Looking at the Moon", which was changed to a turn over and a spear with a drag knife.

With a "bang!", the object pierced through it, and it turned out to be a thick tree root, which was stabbed in half by him.

"Great power!"

Yang Sien's applause came from behind. The root of the tree was his pillow, and he smashed it at random. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing finally realized that Zhang Xutuo had told him that Zhang's sword skills were unique and could be used on other weapons.

Although he used the horse lance to change his tricks, he did not lose his exquisite grasp of power at all. In fact, it was not just a horse lance, but any other long weapons were connected in the same lineage. He had been practicing swords under the water for five years, and that exquisite grasp of power would never be lost.

Understanding this, Yang Yuanqing took off his horse spear and laughed and said, "Yang Daxiong, what's the method of this spear?"

Yang Sien sat up and exclaimed without hesitation: "It can be seen that you have worked hard on the spear for at least ten years."

"No, today is my first time practicing horse lance!"

"first!"

A few people were exclaimed by the side. The men who had just fallen asleep sat up one after another, gathered up, blinked incredibly, "Chang Huo, you are right!"

"I didn't lie to you. I used the sword technique just now. Didn't you see it?"

Several people looked at Yang Sien together. He was an expert in using horse spears. In fact, Yang Yuanqing also felt that Yang Sien was not as simple as a soldier. An ordinary soldier could not use a horse spear. Moreover, with the feeling of a martial artist, he felt that Yang Sien had broken through the stagnant period of martial arts practice, but his realm was slightly lower, but he was hidden and did not reveal it. I really don’t know what his origin was.

Yang Sien pondered for a moment and smiled: "It seems like a sword technique. At the beginning it was a spear technique, and it was the spear technique of our Great Sui soldiers to destroy the enemy. But the last move seemed very strange, unlike a horseback. I also felt a little strange. It turned out to be a sword technique. This is the first time I heard of it."

"Yang Sien, since you use a horse spear, your martial arts must be good. Let's practice the real spear technique and let me see it?"

Yang Yuanqing handed him back the horse spear. He wanted to see Yang Sien's real skills, but Yang Sien took the horse spear and hung it back on the saddle. Several soldiers next to him started to clamor. Liu Jian pushed his shoulder and shouted, "Old Yang, this is why you are not kind anymore. You are not honest. You use the horse spear to practice sword skills, which opens our eyes. Why are you like a Pixiu? You can only eat without pulling it?"

Yang Sien lazily wrapped the blanket on his body, smiled faintly and said, "How could I know the real spear technique? This horse spear was given to me by a friend. I can do a few tricks of the public spear technique, so how dare I throw a ugly look in front of Fire Chief."

After saying that, he turned his back and lay down and continued to sleep with him.

Yang Yuanqing looked at the others again, Liu Jian shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "This kid has a weird temper. When he is in good mood, he can't even lift his gun when he sees a sow. When he is in bad mood, even if you find a hundred princesses to take off their clothes and put them in front of him, he can't even lift his gun..."

Before he finished speaking, a shoe hit his head with a 'bang!', and Yang Sien cursed: "Stop bullshit, get out of here!"

Liu Jian stuck out his tongue and went back to the corner to continue sleeping. For a moment, everyone snored loudly.

Yang Yuanqing also found a dry tree and lay down. Yuchi Dun sat next to him and gave him half of his blanket. Although Yang Yuanqing was not afraid of the cold at all, he still accepted it with a smile. He understood this kind of human nature. If other people's kindness is nothing serious, it is best to accept it. This is also giving others a face.

"Yuchi, who is this Yang Sien?" Yang Yuanqing asked in a sleepless manner.

"To be honest, I don't know. Only Liu Jian here knows that they are living a life-long relationship. I only know that these two people have unknown origins, but they are not bad people. Liu Jian is a very good woman. I heard that he once became a brigade commander and was demoted to a soldier for insulting the civilian girl. He always said that if he hadn't been very angry at the time, he would have been the leader of the regiment and had been resentful."

"What about you? Yuchi, I don't feel like a soldier, did you make any mistakes and be demoted?"

"I don't, I just can't bear to leave my eagle."

Yuchi Dun gently stroked the love eagle on his shoulder, as if he was stroking his son, "I gave up on several opportunities for promotion. It means that my eagle will be handed over to others, and I will not do it."

"My wife, I have been rewarded for making contributions, including silk, satin, and gold..." Zhang Jinmun, a scout not far away, spoke in her sleep.

Yang Yuanqing closed his eyes. He felt that everything in front of him seemed unreal. It had only been two days since he broke up with his aunt and younger sister, but he felt that many years had passed. He had just officially joined the army today. But he actually felt that he was a veteran who had experienced many battles. Everything was so unreal. He didn't think he was a teenager at all.

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Half a month later, a hundred thousand troops crossed Lingzhou and advanced hundreds of miles northward. Finally, they arrived at the Yellow River. The army set up a camp and waited for dawn to cross the river.

In the night, Yang Yuanqing quickly walked past the personal army camp and came to Yang Su's central army tent. When a personal soldier saw him, he quickly reported, "Master General, the major general is here."

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Yang Su, dressed in military uniform, walked out. Yang Yuanqing quickly knelt down on one knee, "Yang Yuanqing, the fifth leader of the first army, second regiment and third team, met with the commander!"

At this point, Yang Su was very satisfied with Yuan Qing. As long as he joined the army, they would no longer be a grandparent-grandson relationship in the military camp, but a relationship between the commander and the soldiers. Some military etiquettes must be followed. Yang Yuanqing could do these things consciously.

"Do you have a mission tonight?"

"Report to the Grand Marshal, there is no one tonight!"

"This is the best!" Yang Su nodded and smiled, "I will go to inspect the situation of the Yellow River Ferry tonight, and you can go with me."

Yang Yuanqing nodded silently, Yang Su ordered someone to lead a horse for him, and the grandchildren and grandchildren walked towards the Yellow River under the escort of the Eighteen Tieying and 500 personal soldiers.

"Yuan Qing, have you used to being a scout in the past half month?"

In fact, Yang Su has always been paying attention to Yuan Qing's situation and knows his situation well, but Yang Su still hopes that Yuan Qing can tell him.

“I feel like I’ve adapted.”

Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "Actually, it's not as boring as I thought. I feel busy every day and have a fulfilling life. But my brothers all said that it will feel different when I go to the battlefield. To be honest, I am looking forward to it."

"Does your subordinates know your identity?" Yang Su asked with a smile again.

"I don't know! I've been hiding it from them. I don't want them to know about my relationship with Dashang. I want to tame them with my own abilities."

‘Taughter?’ Yang Su couldn’t help but feel a little funny about the word “Sunzi”, but he could understand it. Not to mention his age, just Yuan Qing joined the army for the first time, he had to make nine veterans obey him, which was indeed a huge test for him.

Yang Su didn't say much. The grandparents and grandsons had already arrived by the Yellow River. The floating bridge had been built. In the dark night, it stretched into the depths of the Yellow River like a thin dragon.

This is the Hetao Plain in Wuyuan County. There are also low mountains and dense forests on both sides. There are large fertile land distributed on both sides of the Yellow River. Many Han people have cultivated these lands for generations. Behind the irresistible land at a glance is the vast grassland.

Under the night sky, the Yellow River is like a shining black jade belt, wrapped around this vast and fertile Hetao land.

Looking at this magnificent mountain and river, thinking that the world will be in chaos in a few years, and the Turkish cavalry will also step across this land, Yang Yuanqing couldn't help but feel ups and downs. He grew up in this dynasty and had a sincere love for the Sui Dynasty. Why can't history be avoided?

"Grandfather, why do you have to support King Jin and why don't you support the prince?"

Yang Yuanqing looked back at his grandfather Yang Su. He knew that Yang Su played an important role in Yang Guang's ascension to the throne. Why did his grandfather have to support Yang Guang? It was Yang Guang that caused the powerful Sui Dynasty to be divided and finally destroyed by war and military disasters.

He didn't believe it. With his grandfather's wise vision, would he not be able to see Yang Guang's true face?

Yang Su looked at him in surprise, his eyes became sharp. He didn't know why he asked this. This was not the question he should ask, but seeing the sincere gaze in his grandson's eyes, Yang Su's eyes softened again. He felt it was necessary to tell his grandson that he did not want to leave his grandson the impression of a treacherous person.

"Yuanqing, I hope you can understand that it is not that I must support King Jin, not!"

Yang Su stared at the Yellow River and said lightly in a slightly vicissitudes of life: "It is because the emperor must change the prince, because only Yang Guang's great talent can protect the Sui Dynasty. He has been operating the south in Yangzhou for nearly ten years and has stabilized the south where the people have not attached themselves to the hearts of the people, so that the Sui Dynasty will truly move towards unification. His achievements are obvious to all. Only he can control the ambitious Guanlong nobles, and only he can lead the Sui Dynasty to forge ahead and become stronger. Yang Yong is too weak to suppress the chaos caused by the implementation of the Han system in the future. Just like the Heyin Incident in the first year of Wutai, if the Han system is not implemented, the Sui Dynasty will be like other Hu dynasties, and will not be able to maintain a long-term stability. Yang Yong's shoulders are too delicate and cannot bear this heavy burden. For the future and strength of the Sui Dynasty, the emperor must change the prince. I, Yang Su, are just the pawns he chose."

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