"This, this..." Emperor Jing stuttered for a while, and then said in surprise: "It actually hit me in one go! I thought it would take three or two times!"

The wall was extremely strong and could not resist the slash of the big sword. This force was far beyond Emperor Jing's expectations. Such a powerful big sword appeared on the battlefield, which was not bad. How could the flesh and blood body resist it?

"Hiss!" Li Guang took a breath and said with a stuttering stuttering: "So amazing!"

Zhou Yang and Cheng Buzhi all looked happy, looking at the collapsed earth wall, with a blazing light in their eyes.

Zhou Yang looked at the big knife for a while, and the blade was intact and there was no sign of incompleteness and rolling. The level of this knife was built was quite high, and it was not damaged after such a heavy chop. The wisdom of our ancestors was amazing!

"The big sword, there are crossbow formations, and cavalry. Who can resist it?" Emperor Jing raised his thick eyebrows, as if he had unsheathed sword, and his eyes were radiant: "The cavalry has crossbows, bows and arrows, spears and ring-headed swords, and the four-level attack power is quite amazing. The Huns are no match. With the crossbow formations and large swords, it is just around the corner to defeat the Huns!"

Modao, cavalry, and crossbow formation are the three powerful weapons of the Tang army. It was through these three powerful weapons that the Tang Dynasty swept the world, destroyed dozens of countries, and created the fantastic Tang Dynasty.

Zhou Yang's history is not very good, and he is even more familiar with military history. However, he didn't know that after his efforts, the tactic that should have appeared thousands of years later actually appeared in the Han Dynasty in advance!

The reason why Zhou Yang was able to create a tactic that could only be used after a thousand years was due to his civilization that was two thousand years more than the Han people. Zhou Yang knew that Guan Erge's Qinglong Yanyue Sword weighed 72 pounds, and what it was like. The Han people never dreamed that there was such a heavy weapon in the world.

It is more effective because Zhou Yang has modern scientific and technological knowledge, which solves the problem of steel production, which makes it possible for big swords and armor.

Even so, if Zhou Yang did not have an astonishing understanding of war, even if his horizons were broad, he would not be able to create such a tactic.

"This kind of treasure can't be without a name, you have to get a name! It must be loud!" Emperor Jing frowned and began to name the big sword.

"Your Majesty, just call it the Great Han Sword!" Li Guang was a rough man, and his name was not his director, but he shouted in a hurry: "This knife was made by the Great Han Sword, and it was just right."

"The sword of the Han Dynasty?" Emperor Jing was stunned and then smiled and said, "It's good to have aura. But it's not suitable."

"That's called a Han Dao!" Cheng Bushi was not good at this, and used the Spring and Autumn brushwork to delete it on the name given by Li Guang.

"Han Knife?" Emperor Jing frowned and nodded slightly, "It's a little more interesting. However, he still doesn't understand the power of this knife."

Shake the big knife: "As such a sharp weapon, even the mountain will be split. It can be said that it is invincible. The road in the mountains is called Mo, so it is called Mo Dao!"

"Mo Dao?" Zhou Yang savored it carefully. If Zhou Yang was familiar with history and military history, he would definitely lose his eyes.

"It means that you can break out the road in the mountains, which means you are invincible!" Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows and explained the doubts to everyone.

"Okay! He is heroic!" Zhou Yang, Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi and others applauded in unison.

The Tang Dynasty called such a big sword "modao" instead of other names, which meant to overcome obstacles and be invincible.

Emperor Jing said that the true meaning of Modao was revealed, and the name of Modao was passed down in this way.

With the name of the sword, Emperor Jing was not interested at all. Zhou Yang asked him to teach him how to use Mo Dao's sword technique. This sword technique has been designed long ago by Zhou Yang and the others. At present, Zhou Yang explained to Emperor Jing that Emperor Jing had a very strong comprehension and soon remembered it.

So, under the leadership of Emperor Jing, Zhou Yang, Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi started practicing.

The sword techniques used on the battlefield do not have any extra fancy movements, and are very practical. The main action of the Modao is the word "slash". It must be strong, fierce, and powerful!

Although only one hundred people practiced swords, they were shocking, their voices were terrifying, and Mo Dao's grandeur and fierceness were all shown.

Every time you raise a knife, a bright wall of swords will appear!

Every time it hits, the knife light flashes, as if it is thunderous!

This is just a practice of swords. If you face the enemy, when the Huns rushed to the front, thousands of Modao held up Modao and slashed them down at the same time. It would not be a dead body on the ground, but a minced meat on the ground.

Emperor Jing was in a very good mood, and he was sweating on his forehead without any intention of stopping. This was the first time Zhou Yang and his friends used Modao officially. Although they had studied it in advance, where could they be compared with the actual use, and the problems that were not considered were constantly discovered and improved. A complete set of Modao usage methods were gradually improved.

At noon, the soldiers delivered the war meal. Emperor Jing asked for a meal. He sat on the ground like an ordinary soldier and ate the war meal, which greatly encouraged the soldiers.

"Zhou Yang, Modao is easy to use, but it cannot be used without war horses." Emperor Jing had a unique vision: "Although you seized hundreds of thousands of horses, one less horse is the fundamental way to raise horses by the man. I want to build a large number of horse farms and tame war horses!"

Modao is a powerful weapon for heavy infantry, but it is too heavy to be carried by soldiers to the battlefield. It must be equipped with a carrying of war horses. The reason why the Tang army was able to use Modao is that the Tang army had an astonishing number of war horses. In the middle Tang Dynasty, the horse politics were corrupt and the war horses were short, so the Tang army had to abandon this weapon.

At that time, the Tang army not only gave up Mo Dao, but also cavalry and turned into infantry. The army that built a fantastic Tang Dynasty no longer existed and only fascinated future generations!

It is certainly a pleasure to seize a large number of war horses, but if the Han Dynasty cannot give birth, it will be a day of exhaustion. Zhou Yangda agreed with this matter: "The emperor is wise! I agree with it very much!"

"Um!"

War horses are the cornerstone of the Modao's entry into the battlefield. If this problem is solved, everything will be easy to deal with. Emperor Jing was very pleased: "If it were in the past, even if the Han Dynasty promoted horse politics and tamed war horses, it would take a lot of time. You seized so many horses last year, this problem would not exist. Relying on only one army to fight, that is the Huns. The Han Dynasty had many arms, and it would take many arms to cooperate. Although the Modao was good, it would be difficult to achieve anything without the cooperation of cavalry and crossbow formations. You should practice separately first, wait until it is done, then gather together to practice together, and solve the problem of coordination and cooperation."

This is true. Modao is a brand new military service. You must first train separately. Only when you are trained can you cooperate and coordinate with other military service training.

"When I practice together, I will come and watch again!" Emperor Jing said with great anticipation: "I want to see with my own eyes how great the Han army is!"

After using the battle meal, Emperor Jing took a short rest and took Zhou Yang and the others to train until it was almost dark before returning to the palace.

Saying Emperor Jing, Zhou Yang and Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi exchanged views and improved Modao's training to make it more in line with the needs of actual combat.

When it was almost dark, Zhou Yang rode the Feng Baojiao and prepared to return home.

As soon as he jumped onto the horse, he stopped him by someone. It was Zhang Tong.

"I've met the commander!" Zhang Tong saluted Zhou Yang.

"Zhang Tong, are you in trouble?" Zhou Yang was a little surprised. Zhang Tong had not found him when he arrived at Jianzhangjun.

"Master, this is like this." Zhang Tong was so excited: "Master, I am very happy to see you using Mo Dao today. I want to ask Dao to allow me to do it. I want to be Mo Dao's hand!"

"Are you a Mo Dao Hand?" Zhou Yang looked at Zhang Tong for a while. He was tall and strong, and was just right for being a Mo Dao Hand: "Okay! When you become the real Jianzhang Army, I will let you be a Mo Dao Hand. Mo Dao Hand is very bitter."

"Thank you!" Zhang Tong stroked his forehead, faintly burning: "When I see Mo Dao, I feel like I see a woman. I can't live without Mo Dao!"

"You really have something to say!" Zhou Yang smiled and pulled the reins and was about to leave, but someone stopped him again.

This time it was Wei Qing who stopped Zhou Yang and greeted Zhou Yang: "Wei Qing has met the general!"

After Zhou Yang looked at it, Wei Qing is very different now than when he first joined the Jianzhang Army. He is still so thin, but he has a strong spirit. Although there are not many, I believe that as time goes by, he will become more and more energetic and there is almost no food on his face.

Jianzhangjun's training was very hard and the food was first-class. Wei Qing came to Jianzhangjun and was supplementing his previous shortcomings. He could not do anything to withdraw his food.

"Wei Qing, are you in trouble?" Zhou Yang asked.

"Report to the Grand Marshal, Wei Qing wants to be a Mo Daozhu, please help him!" Wei Qing replied loudly.

"You become the real Jianzhang Army first! I will talk about this later." Zhou Yang nodded slightly.

Wei Qing is a genius cavalry commander. If he is asked to be a Mo Dao Hand, wouldn't that be a pity?

"Thank you, Marshal!" Wei Qing didn't hear what Zhou Yang meant, and thought Zhou Yang had approved it, so he was very excited.

Zhou Yang waved his hand, Zhang Tong and Wei Qing bowed and said with a bow. Zhou Yang glanced at him and saw Su Jian in the distance. He waved at him quickly. Su Jian came over quickly and said to him, "The Grand Marshal is looking for me, I wonder what's wrong?"

"How is Wei Qing?" Zhou Yang asked.

Su Jian did not answer directly, but looked Zhou Yang for a while, then looked at Wei Qing's back, and said something inexplicable: "Elephant! True Elephant! It's so elephant!"

Zhou Yang couldn't understand why: "What kind of thing is not like?"

"Master, I mean the true relationship between Wei Qing and Master, you two are freaks!" Su Jianzhi said with a heartfelt personality.

"Who is the freak?" Zhou Yang's eyes rolled.

"Master, I'm not hurting you, I'm praising you, I'm praising you!" Su Jian then realized that he had a grammatical problem and hurriedly explained: "Wei Qing, like Master, can withstand the toss and troubles. If I tossed him so hard, he could survive, just like Master."

Zhou Yang just nodded and didn't say anything. If Wei Qing couldn't even get through this hurdle, could he become a general who has been famous for all ages? It's not surprising at all.

"But, he and the Grand Marshal are different." Su Jian's mouth broke and he was a little disdainful: "The Grand Marshal had been fighting with me at the beginning, scolding me to harm me. Wei Qing didn't. He said whatever he said, even if he was dissatisfied, he would not scold people. He was very literary and like an old scholar, he couldn't stand it or he couldn't stand it!"

Wei Qing is cautious and polite, and is polite to everyone. Even if he is dissatisfied, he will not say it directly like Zhou Yang, but rather speak it very tactfully.

Su Jian is a wise man and can't stand such tactful words, so he still likes to go straight.

"I think you deserve a beating." Zhou Yang was a little funny. He didn't like to listen to good words, but he liked bad words: "If I had known this, you would have been happier if I beat you up."

"Haha!" Su Jian was indeed very happy and said disrespectfully: "Master, who beats whom he might have beaten up at the beginning."

When Zhou Yang first entered Jianzhang Camp, he knew how to do martial arts. If he had been against Su Jianfang, it would be Zhou Yang who suffered a loss. Zhou Yang said stubbornly: "Why should I come to you openly? I won't come to you?"

"Yin?" When Su Jian thought of Zhou Yang's strange use of military force, which made people unable to defend themselves, he was unsure and secretly glad that Zhou Yang did not give him a yin at the beginning, otherwise he would have lost his life.

"Wei Qing is left to you, you have to grind it well." Zhou Yang slapped the horse and galloped away.

"Hateful, annoying!" Zhao Guo walked on the street, feeling angry: "How can the officials who used such a corpse to defeat the Huns? Without food, what will the army eat? What should they drink? Humph!"

There was a stone beside the road. At this time, Zhao Guo saw it and was very annoying. He walked over and raised his foot angrily and kicked it hard. He was unlucky, drinking water to plug his teeth, and peeing and wanted to bite his hands. He was unlucky and didn't know how to kick it. The stone actually jumped high and hit his forehead.

"Ah!" Zhao Guo screamed, covered his forehead, picked up the stone, and threw it out.

He covered his forehead with his hands, didn't look at it, throwing it around, but he didn't know that the throwing would cause trouble.

"stop!"

There was a loud shout from behind, and there was a rushing sound of horse hooves.

Zhao Guo turned around in shock and saw a Han soldier galloping towards him, pointing the Han sword in his hand at him, and shouting, "Who are you? How dare you be unfavorable to the general!"

"It's not good for the coach?" Zhao Guo's eyes widened, surpassing the second tube. He didn't even think about this kind of thing. What's going on?

"I haven't?" Zhao Guo was stunned for a moment before deciding.

"No? Why don't you throw stones at the general?" The soldier's face was extremely unkind.

“…”

Zhao Guo was completely speechless. He threw it away and didn't look at it at all. He almost hit the man. Is it a handsome man who stepped on the shit today?

"Which big commander?" Zhao Guo thought about the people in Chang'an City, and no one could call him a big commander.

"Of course it's Marshal Zhou! You have a brain disease, and you don't even know about Marshal Zhou?" The soldier was even more angry.

There is only one person who can be called Zhou Dashen in Chang'an, that is Zhou Yang. Zhao Guo's head was buzzing, so he vented his anger and almost hit Zhou Yang. This was too unbelievable.

Just when he was surprised, Zhou Yang rode his horse under the escort of several soldiers. Zhou Yang's face sank and looked him through: "Who is the one? I don't recognize you, and I have no grudges with you, why did you hit me with a stone?"

Zhou Yang brought a few soldiers back home and rode his horse on the street. As he walked, he suddenly heard the sound of the wind. He saw a dark thing hit him, busy dodging him. He had to see clearly that it turned out to be a stone.

The stone was not very energetic, no different from what ordinary people threw it out. The possibility of an assassin was ruled out. Zhou Yang wondered, who had a grudge against me and hit me with a stone? Zhou Yang thought to himself that he had never done anything bad when he came to the Han Dynasty. Could it be that Zhou Yang used to tease the young wife of which family was even xxoo, and the people were so angry that they smashed him a stone.

"Zhao Guo has met the Grand Marshal!" Zhao Guo hurriedly gave a greeting and explained: "Masterman should not misunderstand it! He was so uneasy that he could not calm down. He saw a stone and kicked it. Unexpectedly, the stone jumped up and hit the forehead. He took it on his breath, picked it up and threw it away. Unexpectedly, he offended the Grand Marshal and asked the Grand Marshal to punish him."

"nonsense!"

Before Zhou Yang could speak, the soldier shouted. This statement was too coincidental. Who believes it? Even if the stone is kicked off, it will not hit the forehead unless you have suffered eight lifetimes of trouble.

Zhao Guo pointed to his forehead: "Master, please see."

When Zhou Yang looked at it, he saw a blue bag on Zhao Guo's forehead. It seemed that what he said was true, and he couldn't help but smile. Zhao Guo's fortune was too weak, and he joked: "When luck is weak, don't kick the stone!"

"Master Xie reminds me, remember it!" Zhao Guo hurriedly responded.

Zhou Yang waved his hand and rushed away with the soldiers. Zhao Guo looked at Zhou Yang's back and let out a sigh of relief. As he thought, although he had acted unintentionally, he offended Zhou Yang after all. Zhou Yang scolded him, scolded him, and even beat him up. It was all right.

After all, the status and status of Zhou Yang are too different. Zhou Yang is the great general. After beating him, he has no place to seek justice. However, he did not expect that Zhou Yang just teased him and finished the matter.

"This handsome man is really different!"

Zhao Guo had to exclaim, and suddenly, a bold idea arose, slapped heavily in the face, scolding himself: "It's so stupid! So stupid! Such a good opportunity, I almost missed it! The Lord's father Yan starved to the poor scholar on the street, and was recommended by Marshal Zhou, so that he could meet the emperor and have the current Lord's father acting prime minister. This matter is a hundred times more important than Lord's father Yan being prime minister. I have no way to ask for it, so why not ask the Lord's father to give it a try?"

He had a certain idea and quickly chased after him: "Mastery stayed! Mastery stayed!"

Zhou Yang stopped as soon as he pulled the reins of the horse. Before Zhou Yang could speak, the soldier yelled: "What's wrong with you? You offended the general, the general was generous and did not care about it. You were still stuck. Are you itchy?"

"Master, please let me say the next sentence." Zhao Guo panted, and ignored the soldiers' questions, and directly said the matter: "Master, I am not intimidated. I am the rice field envoy of the Grand Secretary. Today I bumped into Lord Zhuang and drove out Lord Zhuang from Lord Zhuang."

"Zhuang Qingzhai drove you out? What did you do?" Zhou Yang was a little curious. This man must be a little brave and should not be underestimated when he dared to collide with Zhuang Qingzhai.

"Oh!" Zhao Guo mentioned this matter and was angry: "The general doesn't know anything. He advocates the use of plows and hoes, the art of plowing oxen, and the promotion of the method of replacing the field. Plows and hoes are laborious and have little effect, while oxen plows are quick and convenient, and each person and one ox can withstand the power of ten people. However, Master Zhuang said that this has been used for hundreds or thousands of years and cannot be changed..."

"Give him a horse!" Zhou Yang did not allow him to finish speaking and interrupted him: "Mr. Zhao, please follow me to the mansion. Let's make a cup of tea and talk in detail. How about it?"
Chapter completed!