On the evening of the thirty-first quarter, the team was stationed at the foot of a mountain. It is already very close to the Eastern Han Dynasty, and the mountains have begun to slow down, and in some places, those small hills can only be called hills. Daya Snow Mountain is also getting farther and farther away in everyone's field of vision, and from a distance, you can only see a towering silver white.

It's late autumn now, and when you get here, you really feel the chill of autumn. The mountains are covered with fallen leaves, and even the roads are almost gone.

Regarding the matter of training the battle formation, everyone discussed it all the way until the night camp, and they had not yet sorted out a charter. In the end, it was unanimously agreed to let Wu Ming take the idea, Wu Ming was also a little apprehensive, it is said that this thing is good for everyone, but after all, it is a taboo thing, once it is liquidated afterwards, it is unreasonable. It's just that even if you want to practice, you have to do two things. First of all, I want Tao Yu's approval, and secondly, I want to find a battle array master.

This battle array master has a ready-made, that is Yang Xiong, the others Wu Ming doesn't believe it, but Yang Xiong is something he has personally experienced, and it is genuine. Thinking in his heart, he involuntarily walked towards Yang Xiong's tent.

Walking into Yang Xiong's camp, he smelled the familiar smell of medicine, and a soldier of five big and three thick soldiers was circling around the palm-sized stove, sweating profusely in a hurry. This soldier Wu Ming was a little impressed, the last time Lu Fang carried the catapult, he was one of the two soldiers, but he didn't expect to be sent by Tao Ziqian to serve Qian Jun. It seems that Yang Xiong's appearance in the Snow Mountain has reached Tao Ziqian's ears, and he is quite fast. Yang Xiong sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, his face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. As soon as he saw that it was Wu Ming, the soldier put down the pu fan in his hand, stood up straight, and saluted: "Lord Wu." ”

Seeing that it was Wu Ming, Yang Xiong stood up, reluctantly showed a smile, and said, "Brother Wu." He didn't seem to have any interest in talking, called Wu Ming, sat down listlessly, and looked at Qian Jun on the sickbed blankly.

Qian Jun's face was even worse, his cheeks were towering, his eye sockets were sunken, and his whole body was almost a skin and bone, and he was panting like a bellows at this time, and his eyes were closed. Wu Ming was taken aback and asked, "Brother Yang, why is General Qian's illness getting worse and worse?" "A martial artist, it is said that it is difficult to get sick, even if he is occasionally injured, because of the assistance of true qi, although he is not as perverted as Wu Ming, but he recovers much faster than ordinary people, last time Wu Ming was more strange in his heart, but it was just inconvenient to ask.

Yang Xiong lowered his head, and said slowly for a long time: "Uncle Qian is actually the housekeeper of our Yang family, twenty years ago, the whole family suffered a great disaster, in order to avoid Li Tie's pursuit, he took me alone in swaddling clothes, and went to the South Seas by boat, but encountered Daoyi on the way to rob the ship. Uncle Yang resisted, and later the boat was destroyed, he held me, leaned on a broken plank, floated in the water for two days and two nights, and was finally rescued by Prince Pa, and survived. Despite this, because I had been drifting in the water for too long, and he had to cross the true qi to protect me from the sea breeze, he fell ill. Every spring and autumn exchange, the whole body is extremely sore, and this time I am even sick......"

At this point, his voice slowly lowered.

Wu Ming's heart suddenly dawned, this money even pleaded with himself for Yang Xiong's sake. During his illness, Yang Xiong took care of him even more sleeplessly. The relationship between the two is more like a father and son than a superior and a subordinate. Unexpectedly, there is also this reason.

Wu Ming's heart was also sour, and he said: "Tomorrow, you will send General Qian to the exclusive carriage of the Guards Battalion, Hu Yong in the team has very superb medical skills, and it should be very helpful to General Qian's illness." "The Guards Battalion has always had a tradition of exclusive carriages, which is still a tradition left by the sons and brothers of the old family. This time, Pabri paid for it, and Wu Ming naturally prepared several. Unexpectedly, it really comes in handy now. Now several fighters who were wounded in the snow-capped mountains are recuperating in the carriage.

Yang Xiong thanked him and said, "Lord Wu came to me so late, not just to listen to my story, is there anything wrong?" ”

His question reminded Wu Ming, Wu Ming looked at Yang Xiong, and said sincerely: "Brother Yang, your ability in the battle formation is very impressive, and we hope you will stay." Be the instructor of our Guards Battalion and be responsible for the drills of the Guards Battalion. ”

Yang Xiong's body shook, raised his head, but his eyes were as bright as stars: "Lord Wu, the matter of the guard battalion training battle formation, but it is a taboo thing, is this what you mean, or is it the meaning of the crown princess?" Wu Ming's heart was suddenly shocked, this Yang Xiong wanted to get it is really far away, and before this exercise was launched, he had already thought of possible taboos.

Yang Xiong seemed to know Wu Ming's thoughts, smiled bitterly, and then said: "This method of training is also the secret of my Humen Yang family, from the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present, we can rely on the power of a province in the Northern Plains to withstand the attack of millions of iron horsemen in Beimeng, relying on this battle array." It's just that it's because this thing is too powerful that it attracts jealousy. And the ancestors of our Yang family were reluctant to announce the method of drill to the imperial court. This may be another reason why our Yang family's whole family was copied. ”

Wu Ming's heart was already full of shock, and said: "In this way, I am abrupt, this practice method, if Brother Yang is unwilling to reveal it, he will not force it." Yang Xiong smiled, his mouth was full of bitterness, and said: "Lord Wu said that he laughed, if the soldiers really want to learn, they will definitely teach each other, but I am just a guest general after all, how inconvenient it is, how much you can learn, it depends on your own creation." ”

At this time, Yang Xiong was still unwilling to return to the Eastern Han Dynasty with him? Wu Ming's heart was mixed, and he shouted in a low voice: "Brother Yang......"

Yang Xiong waved his hand and said: "Lord Wu's intentions, the kid naturally understands, but since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve, the Eastern Han Dynasty and I carry too many hopes and disappointments, I really don't want to face it." ”

Wu Ming suddenly let out a long sigh. was about to say something more, but saw that Yang Xiong was already sitting on the edge of the bed, and gently pulled the quilt that had been tilted out of the corner because of Qian Jun's turnover. A face was under the oil lamp, and it was even more obscure, and his thousands of words were choked in his throat, but he couldn't speak, so he had to hug his fists and said: "Brother Yang, take care of yourself, I'll go first, remember to send General Qian to the carriage tomorrow, it should be much better." ”

When he walked to the door, Yang Xiong suddenly sighed faintly and said softly: "Lord Wu, the kid still has something to ask for." ”

He stopped, turned his head, and looked at Yang Xiong.

Yang Xiong said: "If, if Uncle Qian is really gone, I hope you can bring his ashes back to his hometown and bury them well, this is the last wish of his life, in fact, I have been stranded in the team, and most of this is the reason." I hope your forgiveness. ”

Wu Ming held the tarpaulin with his right hand, but his chest was blocked in panic, and his eyes were sour. He looked at Yang Xiong and nodded heavily.

When I walked out of the tent, it was already late, and the night wind blew on my face, hurting like a pinprick and more like ice. Looking up at the night sky, the moon was full again, and it was the last full moon of autumn. Even if Qian Jun dies, he can still return to his hometown, but where is his hometown? His heart hurt suddenly, even if Yang Xiong didn't ask for himself, he would help Qian Jun fulfill this wish.

Actually, it's also for yourself!