PS: "Kunlun Spinning Cold Knife" has been put on the shelves independently, writing nearly 550,000 words, reading is pitiful, and it is difficult to get readers' recognition if the starting point is not recommended, but I still insist on putting it on the shelves, because the starting point is the favorite platform of the author and readers after all, and I am optimistic about her. Thank you for your support and understanding.

Half a month passed quickly, half a month Su Hui concentrated on training his Yin soldiers, Yan Yuze and Lan Lingxi were not idle, commanding five thousand iron cavalry to step up training, the current Mongolian cavalry morale is high, especially the original Du Yuelong's more than 1,000 cavalry has been reborn, and the new cavalry into a group, calling each other brothers, with tacit understanding, Yan Yuze is very happy.

Yan Yuze, the "god of guns", understands that morale is the motivation to maintain the initiative of volitional behavior, and the external appearance is the three psychological states of courage, patience, and worry, and the internal expression is the three psychological states of consciousness, cohesion, and competitive psychology. The role of morale is to stimulate people's physical energy, energy, ability and other potential physiological and psychological energy.

Liu Huaisu, a famous general of the Han Dynasty, always rode a horse and galloped on the battlefield, with a spear in his hand, and personally led the charge. In a battle, a stray arrow wounded Liu Huaisu's forehead, and the sergeant was frightened and wanted to escape, but Liu Huaisu fought with angry eyes, and the soldier's fighting spirit was even stronger, so everyone rushed to behead the enemy leader. It's all about morale.

Du Yuelong, the former chief soldier of Xiningwei, did not understand this, and the defeat was like a mountain, and it was not a pity to die.

In the face of such an army, Yan Yuze has a bottom in his heart, if Su Hui is trained to become a miracle soldier again, Ou Lingtian is basically no play, the "gun god" Yan Yuze returned to the house and sat on the Taishi chair and began to close his eyes to recuperate, a Mongolian girl gently walked over and served a cup of steaming fragrant tea, smelling the fragrance Yan Yuze opened his eyes and looked at the girl, and his heart suddenly moved.

The girl is eighteen or nineteen years old, the Mongolian girl matures early, she is tall, standing where she is slim, a pair of eyes are like frightened deer eyes looking at him timidly, this is a very beautiful girl, wearing a Mongolian dress, wearing a Mongolian hat, long black hair knotted into a dozen small whips, that is, pretty and cute, Yan Yuze stretched out his hand to touch her chin, and the girl's face was flushed.

Yan Yuze asked, "What's your name?"

The girl replied softly, "The slave's name is Saren, and the Mongols mean the moon." ”

"The moon, a good name, the twilight clouds are full of cold, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently. This night is not good in this life, where will the bright moon look next year. Yan Yuze read silently.

"Master, this is Su Shi's 'Mid-Autumn Moon', it's a little too sad. Saren whispered.

Yan Yuze's eyes lit up and looked at her and said, "You also know poetry?"

Saren replied, "My mother is Han Chinese, and she also likes poetry, so I have been learning from her since I was a child, and I know a little bit. ”

Yan Yuze's heart was deeply touched again, he pulled the girl and hugged her in his arms, Saren struggled slightly and didn't dare to move, the girl's breath came, Yan Yuze was a little distracted, his hand touched her chest, the girl was short of breath, but she didn't dare to resist.

Yan Yuze came to his senses and pushed her away, the war was imminent, and the children's personal affairs were unacceptable, Saren also seemed to understand his mind at the moment, lowered his head and walked out, seeing the door, Yan Yuze suddenly shouted: "Miss Saren, please stay." ”

Saren stopped.

"The heart of spring is full of flowers, an inch of acacia and an inch of gray. Yan Yuze said.

Saren immediately responded: "I know that there should be a day to see each other, but it is when lovesickness is endless. ”

"Knowing that lovesickness is bitter, why bother with lovesickness. Yan Yuze continued.

Miss Saren turned to look at him, and replied affectionately: "The sky is not old, love is inexorable, and the heart is like a double silk net, and there are thousands of knots. ”

Yan Yuze stood up violently, looked at Saren and said: "I, Yan Yuze, am still single, if the girl doesn't give up, when this war is over, I will come back to marry the girl and marry Qin Jin." ”

Saren's face was crimson, and he whispered: "The slave and maid are wild flowers on the grassland, the wind and rain are blowing, the day is precarious, the general has a great future, don't worry about an unknown woman." ”

Yan Yuze strode over and hugged her tightly in his arms and said, "Saren, from today onwards, you will not be a slave, and no one dares to touch a finger of you." ”

Su Hui finally trained into a strange soldier, called Yan Yuze to come to test, Yan Yuze summoned all the cavalry to watch, only to see Su Hui wearing a black robe, printed with a gossip map, wearing a black Taoist hat, holding a peach wood sword standing there Yin and Yang weird, seeing Yan Yuze hurriedly clasped his hands into fists and said: "The commander and the deputy commander are here, Su Hui has a robe, so he will not bow down, please forgive me." ”

"Gun God" Yan Yuze waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, let's start." ”

Su Hui's expression was grim, holding a peachwood sword and shouting, the cavalry were surprised to find a group of people with bare arms, combing their hair in a bun, wearing a small black chest pocket and black trousers on their chests rushed out, they held a seven-colored flag in their left hand, and a sword in their right hand, counting nine nine hundred and eighty-one people, standing in nine columns, strange shapes, and the cavalry couldn't help laughing.

What is this called, like a clown on the stage, even a clown is not so ugly, eighty-one originally majestic cavalry made it look like this, even Lan Lingxi couldn't help laughing. (To be continued......)