At the end of the leap month of the fourth year of Xuanhe, it was the ninth month of the solar calendar in later generations, and the weather in this Hebei region had begun to cool down. Yang Ling and the others had already changed into double-layered clothes, wearing Fan Yangli on their heads.

Since the half-month rest, everyone has eaten well, and their mental outlook has returned to the best state, and the one hundred and sixty-three daring soldiers who have been allocated from above have finally arrived under Yang Ling.

Yang Ling stood on the temporary pier platform, surrounded by Luo Yanqing and more than a dozen other post-war veterans who crossed the Beigou River in the north.

Yang Ling's previous life was a southerner, although this physique is already more than a step better than the sub-health state in his previous life, but he is still a person who is extremely afraid of the cold in his bones, Yang Ling's figure is a little thin, and at this moment he looked at Luo Yanqing and Yan Shichen beside him, and the two of them looked like they were fine.

Looking at the more than 100 daring soldiers below, Yang Ling didn't feel a little touched, these soldiers are strong, if they are good and trained, it will be a big help for themselves, according to the development of history, Tong Guan will be the first Northern Expedition in the near future, but in the end he still ended up with a fiasco, and finally had to turn to the Jurchens.

I don't know if I can survive in the war, and I don't want to do so much, it is right to work hard to be strong, "It's all right, today you came to me Yang Ling as a soldier, and you will be a certain brother in the future, I believe you have also heard that the people standing on the stage are all thieves who dare to kill, and when you come here, you must have the consciousness of enduring hardships. ”

"Alright, now let's start the school, and read the name aloud!" Yang Ling unfolded the roster and began to roll call names in turn.

"Li Cunzhi!"

"Here!"

"Sticks!" Yang Ling rubbed his eyes, what is this name? After calling for a long time and no one answered, Yang Ling shouted again, "Wooden stick!" ”

At this time, I saw the first soldier with a blue face stand up, "The subordinate is!" However, Yang Dutou, his subordinates are called Lin Kun, not wooden sticks! ”

The soldiers below couldn't help laughing, and Yang Ling couldn't help but twitch his cheeks, which bastard wrote this word, so ugly!

"Alright, you can return to the team."

"Meng Yi!"

"Gao Zhen!"

……

"Zhang Xian!"

"Here!"

"Tang Huai!"

"Here!"

"Wang Gui!"

"Here!"

"Yue Fei!"

"Here!"

Yang Ling's voice stopped abruptly, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Yue...... Grandpa Yue! Lao Tzu said how could these names be so familiar, Yang Ling raised his head suddenly, his eyes were locked on this young soldier, a somewhat old battle jacket was cleanly washed, his waist was straight, and he was carrying a spear that almost exceeded his height behind his back, not much different from his own height, but slightly stronger, his sword eyebrows were unfolded, and his face was still a little young.

"Are you sure your name is Yue Fei?"

"My lord, my subordinate is indeed called Yue Fei." Yue Fei looked at Yang Ling on the stage with some doubts, Tang Huai, Wang Gui and others behind him also looked at each other, how could they not have heard of Yang Dutou and my brother?

Yang Ling pressed the excitement in his heart, in history, Yue Fei did participate in the Northern Expedition as a daring warrior at this time, but he never thought that his little butterfly inadvertently waved his wings, history has changed, cough cough, how come there are only four people, and there is no Niu Gao?

"Your ancestral home is in Tangyin County, Xiangzhou?" Yang Ling stared at Yue Fei with a pair of eyes, King Wu Mu was in his hands, and at this moment, the confidence in Yang Ling's heart couldn't help but rise, "Maybe this thief is really scared of being scolded by himself." ”

This history really should be written upside down in my hands.

"How do you know that my ancestral home is from Tangyin?" Yue Fei was also stunned at this time, if it was a coincidence, but this time it would never be a fraud, do adults know that I am Yue?

"Well, I know your name." After Yang Ling confirmed Yue Fei's identity, he calmed down and thought about how to get past this level, "You can be regarded as a man who can fight among the daring warriors, this time when Yang Xianggong sent the daring warriors, he mentioned you to Yang Xianggong, but he never expected Yang Xianggong to be so generous." ”

Yue Fei, who was at the bottom of the head, was a little excited for a while, he started from the end of the micro, and he has not made an inch of merit so far, Yang Dutou can value himself so much, he actually asked Yang Xianggong for it, and knelt down on one knee at the moment, "How can his subordinates be so virtuous, let the adults love ...... so much"

Yang Ling stepped down from the platform and helped Yue Fei up, "And do it well, in the future, it is desirable to have a hard battle and military merits." ”

"The only way for subordinates to die is to die." Yue Fei got up, and the two looked at each other, their eyes full of eagerness.

After the school, Yang Ling reorganized the men and horses under his command, Luo Yanqing directly led nearly 30 cavalry, and the department still undertook the task of sentinel exploration, now Yang Ling's family background is too thin, and there is only this cavalry under his command, and the horses still rely on the captured Liao war horses, most of these horses are the people who dared to kill the people who followed Yang Ling to the north last time.

After receiving the order, Luo Yanqing immediately divided the cavalry into two teams, took turns to cross the Baigou River in the north, and released them far away to guard, and the remaining 150 people were divided into three teams, respectively, Yue Fei, Yan Shichen, and Yang Ling himself led 50 people.

The sun is shining, above the empty camp, Yang Ling, Yue Fei, and Yan Shichen are supervising the training of the soldiers and horses under their command, according to the reason that the number is small and the foundation is thin, so Yang Ling does not specially train shield soldiers, pikemen, and crossbowmen.

Everyone has to train these three fighting skills, after Yang Ling's idea was proposed, Yue Fei immediately made a training plan, the demeanor of the famous generals is undoubtedly revealed, all skills have to be trained for an hour, and the three teams of people take turns to change.

At this hour, Yang Ling's fifty people were practicing crossbow shooting, a crossbowman is much better than the archer training, no need for strong arm strength, but basic eyesight is indispensable, fifty steps away stood dozens of temporary targets, Yang Ling shouted back and forth behind the crossbowman, "Give you ten breaths of time to check the bow and crossbow, start the timer, ten, nine, eight......"

"Check it out, aim!" The order flag in Yang Ling's hand was raised high, and then he waved it down, "Let's go!" ”

"Whoosh!" The divine arm bow was fired three times in a row, and at that moment, a hundred crossbow arrows shot out in a volley, and many crossbow arrows were emptied, and they were inserted obliquely on the grass, only a few hit targets, Yang Ling saw this, and couldn't help but shake his head, "Ten breaths, reload the arrows, check the bow and crossbow, ten, nine......"

These soldiers obviously couldn't accept this kind of devilish training, and they were a little hurried for a while, and after ten breaths, there were still many crossbowmen who had not finished loading, but the order flag in Yang Ling's hand had already been commanded again, "Aim, release!" ”

After all, some soldiers are still in contact with the Divine Arm Bow for the first time, so they have not yet reached the realm of proficiency, and this time after raising the order, seven or eight people shot arrows immediately after.