Situ Changfeng didn't have a good way, so he didn't think about it, raised his spirit, and waved the spear in his hand.

Waiting for Situ Changfeng to practice again, put away the gun and stand, Yang Yansi touched his head and kept thinking, but he didn't speak.

"Seventh brother, but there is something wrong." Situ Changfeng thought that something was wrong, and asked worriedly.

"No, no, it just feels a little strange, why do you hold a gun in one hand a lot of the time, isn't it not very powerful?" Yang Yansi asked strangely.

"To tell you the truth, my younger brother used to practice a set of dual-gun marksmanship, so many times he is used to holding a gun in one hand." Situ Changfeng replied truthfully.

"I see, take it! Give it a try. Yang Yansi threw his gun over and motioned for him to continue.

Situ Changfeng was also not polite, catching his tiger head black gold spear, and the two spears of the dragon were unfolded, mixed with plum blossom spears, waving spear flowers.

"Good! That's right, no wonder I always feel like it's wrong. Yang Yansi exclaimed.

From this point, it can be seen that Yang Yansi's talent is better than Yang Yanguang's, and after only one time, he found that there was a problem.

"Please give me advice!" Situ Changfeng said.

"Your marksmanship has been developed into a different system, and it has been combined with the plum blossom gun, which is considered excellent. This can not help you much, and you need to continue to integrate the strengths of each family in the future and use it for your own use. Yang Yansi analyzed.

"That's right!" Situ Changfeng said with a slight disappointment.

"Hehe, don't be discouraged, in fact, my brother also thinks about this, if you don't do this, how can you surpass your ancestors." Yang Yansi looked around mysteriously, smiled and whispered.

"Brother Qi is right." Situ Changfeng agreed.

"Well, don't tell anyone about this, or my father will be angry." Yang Yansi cautiously admonished.

"Okay, don't worry, Seventh Brother, the little brother won't say anything." Situ Changfeng agreed with a smile.

"Good brother, although Brother Seventh can't help you improve your marksmanship, he can point out the shortcomings for you." Yang Yansi patted Situ Changfeng on the shoulder with satisfaction and said.

Then he took a guard's ash gun and signaled Situ Changfeng to attack.

Situ Changfeng understood that there was a big gap between the two, so he was unceremonious, and used his marksmanship without reservation, and he didn't have to worry about hurting people, and he didn't leave any room for action.

Yang Yansi has an ash gun, only defends but does not attack, it is easy to resolve them one by one, and occasionally with one move, it will force Situ Changfeng to be in a hurry.

This also made Situ Changfeng understand where the shortcomings of his moves were, so he knew in his heart.

"The advantage of the double gun is that it is varied, offensive and defensive, but the disadvantage is also obvious, the strength is insufficient, after all, it is one-handed, and it is certainly not as powerful as both hands. So be sure to try to avoid hard hits.

And the strength of the two-gun battle is almost the same, if the difference is big, it is best not to defend, use the speed, recruit and attack, attack the enemy must be saved, and there is a chance to win. Yang Yansi pointed.

"Little brother wrote it down, thank you Seventh Brother!" Yang Yansi's guidance was like clearing the fog for Situ Changfeng, and many things that were unclear before were also clear.

"It's all brothers, don't always say thank you, that's too raw." Yang Yansi put aside the ash gun, hugged Situ Changfeng, patted his arm with a smile and said.

was hooking shoulders and backs, smiling and chatting, Yang Yanping and Yang Yanguang came again.

"Hey, hey! Shichiro, Hachiro, what's so happy, tell the third brother about it, let someone be happy. Yang Yanguang said loudly from afar.

"There's no one in shape, Hachiro come with me." Yang Yanping's eyes widened and he said angrily.

Yang Yanguang and Yang Yansi have become a lot more honest when they see their eldest brother.

Yang Yansi saw that the third brother was yelled at and shrunk his neck, and turned his head to Situ Changfeng and winked his eyebrows, signaling him to look at the third brother's joke.

Situ Changfeng glanced at it funny, returned the black gold gun to Yang Yansi, and greeted the eldest brother with a fist. "Big brother!"

"Hachiro, go and see your soldiers." Seeing Situ Changfeng, Yang Yanping's attitude immediately softened, and said with a smile.

"Done? Thank you, big brother. When Situ Changfeng heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"The soldier is ready, but it is the forward that is incorporated into the father. So you can't stay in the Chinese army. Yang Yanping introduced.

"It's okay, it's good to have soldiers." Situ Changfeng said happily, there is a force in his hand, and the next change is also much more steady.

I have to say that not long after the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the soldiers were still very strong, the military appearance was also good, the entire camp was in order, and the soldiers exuded a strong atmosphere.

Passing through the Chinese army, several people mounted their war horses and rushed towards the forward five miles away.

"The saint went to Wutai Mountain this time to make a vow, and the striker will leave tomorrow, so the time is very tight, if it doesn't work, I will wait until I go back, and select another soldier." Entering the forward battalion, Yang Yanping introduced.

"Thank you for the reminder, it's just that the younger brother always feels that something big will happen this time, so you have to be more careful." Situ Changfeng reminded tactfully.

After all, I can't say that I will be surrounded by the Liao army this time, and most of them will die. I'm afraid that not only will no one believe it, but they may even lose their heads.

Besides, I don't remember the details, even if I do, everything in this world is faced with people who are thinking, alive, bleeding, and dying, and they are not as immutable as in the story.

"Hachiro, relax your mind, there is a large army on your side, even if the Liao army comes with hundreds of thousands of people, you can retreat with your whole body." Yang Yanping said calmly.

Situ Changfeng was helpless about everyone's bland reaction, after all, for them, they were used to going on expeditions.

And Situ Changfeng's reaction was also summed up as the first time he experienced a big war, he was a little nervous and restless.

There are only 30,000 people in the forward battalion, all of which are under the command of Yang Linggong, the father of several people, Yang Jiye, and Yang Invincible.

Five hundred people, quickly selected, all veterans, a sense of slaughter rushed to the face. They all stared at Situ Changfeng seriously, and Yang Yanping and others had already left, after all, they all had positions.

For Situ Changfeng's command training, these five hundred soldiers were very obedient, after all, the Yang family's father and son had long convinced the soldiers in all aspects, although he was now a young general.

But the name reported is Yang Jiabalang, Yang Yanshun, which is enough, and no soldier is underestimated because Situ Changfeng is young.

Five hundred people, according to Situ Changfeng's requirements, a large square shield, a round shield, and a spear, carrying a Pu knife on their backs.

The square shield is a wooden shield, made of thick wooden boards, and Situ Changfeng began to transform it according to the records.

Between the shields, leave an interface, so that the two can be put together, and the back is equipped with a latch, only a wooden stick is needed, and it can be reinforced and connected into one.

Ten shields can be turned into a wall in an instant, and when fighting, you can use the shield wall to divide the enemy.

The enemy can only enter from the reserved place, which can not only defend against arrows and arrows, surrounded by enemies, but also build a geographical advantage, forming more to fight less.