"This strong man, please stay."

Just as He Pojun was about to turn around and leave, a shout came from the official road in the distance.

He Pojun stopped, looking in the direction where the voice came from, and he didn't know what he was calling him for.

I saw a big man with a bow and arrows on his back, a large knife hanging from his waist, riding on a gray horse, and the most strange thing was that he had a steel shield tied to his left wrist.

It was Zhang Tie who rushed back from Bloody Town to stop He Pojun.

Still far away, Zhang Tie saw someone in the stronghold, thinking that he should want to enlist in the army.

Zhang Tie naturally knew about the existence of the stronghold, and the factory would be built here in the future.

Zhang Tie's eyes were so good, he could see at a glance what kind of weapon He Pojun was carrying on his back, the Double Moon Halberd, also known as the Fang Tian Painting Halberd

The halberd is a very ancient weapon with a metal spear tip at one end of the halberd. There is a crescent-shaped blade on one side connected with the tip of the spear through two small branches, which can be pierced and chopped, divided into single ear and double ear, single ear is generally called Qinglong halberd, and both ears are called Fang Tian halberd, because it is decorated with painting, engraving, painting, etc. on the halberd rod, it is also called the painting rod Fang Tian Halberd or Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

Historically, the Fang Tian halberd is usually a kind of ritual object, which is rarely used in actual combat, but it is not that it cannot be used in actual combat, but it has extremely high requirements for users.

In Zhang Tie's previous life, there were many masters of halberds. Like the Tianlong Broken City Halberd of Xiang Yu of Chu and Han, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd of Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms, the Great Iron Halberd of Dian Wei, the famous generals Li Jing and Xue Rengui of the Early Tang Dynasty, and the Tiger Halberd used by the famous generals of Zhongxing in the Middle Tang Dynasty and Taizu Li Ke of the Later Tang Dynasty.

Almost all of them appear with the heroic era that makes people's blood rage. The word "Fang Tian" is as bleak as the clouds, the dragon fights in the wild, the meteor catches the moon, and the white rainbow runs through the sun.

And the most famous of them are naturally Xiang Yu's Heavenly Dragon Broken City Halberd and Lu Bu's Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

In the wind three mod of the riding and slashing game, the Heavenly Painting Halberd of the Unparalleled is the most powerful.

Being able to use this kind of weapon, thinking that martial arts will not be bad, although I don't know why the people in the distance turned around and left, but thinking that now is the time for a lack of talents, so Zhang Tie stopped He Pojun.

Zhang Tie rode a heavy gray grassland horse to the entrance of the stronghold, and the scribe on the side hurriedly bowed slightly to Zhang Tie who was riding on the horse: "Villain Hongyu, I've seen adults." ”

Although Zhang Tie is not an official in Biancheng County, in Biancheng County, whether it is a soldier, a servant or a civilian, they all know Zhang Tie, the elder brother of the current county commander of Biancheng County, and the man who led dozens of people to exterminate the bandits in the entire county.

These achievements have made Zhang Tie very tall in the minds of everyone, and as a person in the yamen, Hongyu also knows that although the current county lieutenant of Biancheng County is Liu Yi, the person who is actually in charge of military power is the arrow slaughter in front of him - Zhang Tie.

"Well, there's no need to be polite."

Turning over and dismounting, Zhang Tie first nodded to the scribe Hongyu, and then asked He Pojun: "Why did this strong man leave, didn't he come to enlist in the army?" ”

Hongyu, the scribe on the side, hurriedly stepped forward and whispered in Zhang Tie's ear, and glanced at He Pojun from time to time.

"My lord, his father is a royal scarf thief, and he ......."

He Pojun moved his lips, his eyes flashed, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed and was silent.

He Pojun, a native of Pingzhou, has been a general in his family for generations, in the previous dynasty, because he was not used to the bad habits of the emperor at that time, and it happened to be the turban thief uprising, the imperial turban thief at the beginning was still the master of the common people.

So He Pojun's family joined the turban thieves and killed many officers and soldiers at that time.

Although later, because he was not used to the practice of the turban thief, he rebelled against the turban thief together with the deputy leader Ran Jun at the time, and killed the leader of the turban thief at that time.

Yu Ran Jun's fate is different, Ran Jun is considered to be a righteous annihilation, although no one dares to reuse him, but he is at least the manager of a state city now.

And He Pojun's family is because he is a member of the imperial court, although he killed the leader of the turban thieves with Ran Jun, but he only made up for it.

Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that there were people in the court to protect him at that time, he was afraid that killing He Pojun's family would damage his reputation, otherwise He Pojun's family would have been beheaded all over the house.

The merit is not worth it, the He family has been in decline since then, and because the scarf thief is indeed notorious, and He Pojun's father He Jianhua participated in the killing of the leader of the turban thief, so that others will never trust him again.

Soon after, He Pojun's father finally died of depression, leaving He Jun's mother and son alone.

Not long ago, He Pojun's mother also died of illness, and his mother's wish before death was to hope that He Pojun could once again glorify his ancestors and become a general.

With his mother's expectations, He Pojun chose to join the army, but he never expected that the scribes who recruited soldiers refused his enlistment after reading his household registration, and he had a bad temper and directly blasted him out.

has hit the wall many times in a row, and He Pojun also knows why his father was depressed back then, until the moment he died, he was in despair.

Everything can only be said to be a creation to make people, who would have thought that the Turban Army, which was the master of the people at the beginning, has become a notorious Turban thief.

Thinking that the border area should be able to let him enlist in the army, so He Pojun began a long road to join the army, starting from the border of Pingzhou, He Pojun has been hitting a wall, and still no one dares to ask him.

With perseverance and his mother's expectations, He Pojun has gone all the way, hitting a wall all the way until now.

Hearing the scribe's introduction, Zhang Tie looked at He Pojun sympathetically.

Different from the people of this era, Zhang Tie's way of thinking is different from theirs, after all, it has experienced more than 5,000 years of historical and cultural rendering.

For what He Pojun's family did, they are actually very supportive, it's just that you, the emperor, are mediocre and incompetent, and you still make the people miserable, and it is normal to revolt.

Thinking about the last century, Zhang Tie felt that what the He family did was completely right, you are not good, and it is broken, so it is natural to replace you.

It's just that Zhang Tie feels sorry for the He family, and choosing a boss is still fickle, which is really terrible.

"That's it."

After listening to the scribe Hongyu's words, Zhang Tie disagreed, and asked He Pojun, who was still standing: "Who is that, are you not a soldier in the border city and county?" ”

He Pojun, who had a complicated expression, heard Zhang Tie's question, and looked at Zhang Tie with a look of disbelief, his eyes full of doubt.

Pointing to himself, He Pojun asked in disbelief, "Are you asking me?" ”

From the beginning of the scribe's attitude towards Zhang Tie and Zhang Tie's dress, it was not difficult for He Pojun to guess that the person who came on horseback in front of him should be the elder brother of the county magistrate of Biancheng County-Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie's inquiry, the tone did not seem to be fake, it was a sincere inquiry whether he joined the army, and he didn't care about his life experience at all.

"Well, it's not you, is there anyone else here?"

Zhang Tie smiled, full of appreciation for He Pojun in front of him, not for him, but for his family.

"I'm participating, I'm participating."

He Pojun nodded hurriedly, and a long-lost smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life, as if he hadn't smiled for a long time, and his smile at this time seemed very stiff.

Seeing that Zhang Tie was about to recruit the enlistment in front of him, Hongyu, the scribe on the side, opened his mouth, and finally returned to the desk and handled the enlistment certificate for He Pojun.

"Anyway, it was arranged by the brother of the county magistrate himself, and my little arm can't twist my thigh."

The scribe Hongyu muttered in his heart while helping He Pojun go through the formalities of enlistment, and looked at He Pojun with his eyes from time to time.

Looking at the look of gratitude in He Pojun's eyes looking at him, Zhang Tie patted him on the shoulder and said in words that only the two of them could hear.

"Actually, I admire your father's choice, if it were me, seeing such a mediocre emperor, I would also turn against him, even if the strength is low, and the moth fights the fire."

"Your father is a hero, a hero to the commoners."

After speaking, Zhang Tie turned around and returned to the horse, turned over the horse, drove the horse, and headed towards the city gate.

Now that he has just come back, there are still many things waiting for him to do, and he can stay here for some time, but he only thinks that He Pojun is carrying Fang Tian's halberd on his back, and he thinks that his martial arts skills are not bad, so he delayed it.

He Pojun looked at Zhang Tie in the distance in a daze, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Father, do you see? You are a hero! Heroes of the Commoners! Hero! ”