On the field, Su Anlin's manpower was ready.

Immediately, the flag bearer waved the flag to signal an attack.

After Jin Wu saw it from a distance, he immediately patted the horse: "Rack, rack, rack..."

Suddenly, the horses were stimulated and galloped forward.

Jin Wu has excellent riding skills, and the horses move forward steadily under his control.

After a while, they arrived at the attack area designated by Su Anlin.

The strange thing is that there are no weapons and equipment here.

"What are you doing? There's nothing?"

Jin Wu is strange.

He had been careful along the way just now, but he didn't find anything.

But suddenly, the war horse was frightened, jumped out, and fell to the ground.

Jin Wu didn't expect this to happen suddenly, and he was thrown to the ground without any warning.

After rolling around for several times, I stood up.

Looking back, I saw that the war horse seemed to have stepped on something. It was limping, unable to stand, and kept howling.

Looking carefully, I saw blood flowing from the feet of the war horse. It must have stepped on something.

Seeing this scene, Yang Wenli nodded excitedly: "Palace Master Su, what happened? Why did the war horse fall down from fright for no reason?"

Su Anlin took out the caltrops and explained: "This is it."

"This is……"

"This is iron caltrops. No matter how you throw it on the ground, the sharp parts will point upward. If there are a large number, it will be sprinkled where the enemy charges. Once horses or wolf cavalry step on it, it will cause a chain reaction."

Jin Wu ran over and couldn't help but said: "Although this thing will slow down the impact of the wolf cavalry, once the opponent is prepared, he may deliberately get out of the way."

He had just been thrown into a very embarrassing situation, so he deliberately played the opposite tune.

Su Anlin said: "Whether it is cavalry or wolf cavalry, the advantage lies in the first wave of charge. Without the power of this wave of impact, the strength will be weakened."

"But there are a lot of wolf cavalry. This is just the first part of the wolf cavalry that was injured. How to solve the problem in the future?"

"I still have a rifle!" Su Anlin asked his men to take out the rifle.

Only then did Yang Wenli know what Su Anlin was hiding in the grass.

It is similar to an iron fence, but five sharp spears stand on it, about half a person tall.

"Let me introduce, this is the carbine. When faced with a charge, launch it immediately. Whether it is a horse or a wolf cavalry, once it jumps over, it will be pierced by the carbine."

Introduction by Su Anlin.

Jin Wu continued to sing the opposite tune: "The impact of the Wolf Cavalry is very strong. Can this thing withstand the impact? Don't be overwhelmed by the first wave of impact."

Su Anlin said: "You can try pushing it."

Jin Wu walked over, and when he got closer, he discovered that the tail of the horse's spear was touching the ground.

In other words, unless the spear breaks, this thing will not be destroyed.

"How about it?" Su Anlin walked over and said.

"This thing can indeed stop the impact, but...but, for example, this caltrop needs a lot of quantity. If I were an enemy and saw you putting these, I would withdraw my troops, and we would have to continue to make them. As time goes by,

There is a lot of wasted iron, and many soldiers on the front line need weapons. Part of the iron is used to make these caltrops, so aren't the weapons not enough?"

Jin Wu couldn't help but said.

When Yang Wenli heard this, he thought so.

Iron-making production capacity in ancient times was extremely limited. For example, this caltrop looks small, but the manufacturing process is not simple.

The irons need to be connected together in four directions.

If blacksmiths already make this, what will happen to weapons?

Weapons are consumed very quickly on the frontline battlefield.

If the soldiers have no weapons, how can they fight?

Su Anlin smiled and said: "I have also solved this problem. Look, is there a small hole in the middle of this caltrop?"

When everyone took a look, sure enough, there was a small hole in the middle.

Su Anlin said: "This small hole is used to thread ropes together. We sprinkle these outside and thread about thirty or fifty iron caltrops on each rope."

"In this case, we can collect these things and take them away directly with the rope. Therefore, there will be no waste."

Jin Wu still wanted to speak, but Yang Wenli stopped him directly.

"Okay Jinwu, what Hall Master Su said has proven that these two weapons can be used. Take good care of your horses and rest for five days. After five days, we will go to Bianliang City."

Jin Wu quickly said: "Yes, but Mr. Hou, the master's side..."

"I have already sent Zhou Yong. By this time, Zhou Yong will have almost arrived home. I hope my father will give me some face and let me lead the troops." Yang Wenli sighed.

Su Anlin was suspicious: "What if I don't give you face?"

"Then we can only wait for the defeat at the border...but then the people will suffer."

Jin Wu quickly said: "Master Hou, the common people at the border are all relying on you. After you left, Huang Xing took away all the military power. That guy did not do business all day long. If this continues, how can our brothers defeat the barbarians?"

Yang Wenli was also very anxious and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I won't just let it go. If my father doesn't listen, I will decide to go home in person and ask my father to send troops."

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capital.

Yang Guogong Mansion.

At this time, Zhou Yong came to the Duke's Mansion carrying a letter from Yang Wenli.

Zhou Yong has followed Yang Wenli through life and death for many years, and his own strength is not weak. He is a master of the ninth level of body training.

He knew very well how important this matter was to Yang Wenli. It was not only related to Yang Wenli's future, but also related to the safety of his border brothers.

So he barely rested along the way, and finally returned to the Duke's Mansion.

Just as he was about to enter, Zhou Yong's face changed slightly.

Two men in brocade clothes walked towards me.

The first person had a large mole on his chin, his demeanor was arrogant and domineering, and his walking posture was almost sideways.

These two people were Yang Wenli's eldest brother and second brother.

So the eyebrows are somewhat similar to Yang Wenli.

However, the relationship was not so good. Yang Wenli's mother was just a concubine, and Yang Wenli himself had a low status.

Over the years, Yang Wenli relied on his military exploits on the battlefield to feel like he was on an equal footing with his elder brother.

But this time, he was defeated on the battlefield, which caused his status to plummet.

Zhou Yong knew very well that these two people were not good people and was worried that they would cause harm, so he lowered his head and prepared to wait for the two people to walk over before asking to see the master again.

Unexpectedly, the eldest brother Yang Qitian, the leader, had sharp eyes and saw Zhou Yong at once.

"Hey, aren't you my third brother's follower? Didn't you go to Meilan City to chase the Yin Sect? Why are you here? Where is my third brother?"

Yang Qiong, the second younger brother behind Yang Qitian, is handsome though he is.

But with a stern look, he glanced behind Zhou Yong and found that Yang Wenli was not there.

He suddenly became excited.

"Could it be that my third brother was killed by people from the Yin Sect, and you came here to report the funeral?"

Zhou Yong's attitude towards these two people is not surprising.

Not to mention him, even if Yang Wenli stood in front of these two people, these two people would not be able to spit out ivory from their mouths.

Although he was very dissatisfied, Zhou Yong did not dare to say anything and said in a low voice: "See the eldest son and the second son. To answer you, the Marquis is not in danger. He just sent me here to report some information about Meilan City.

matter."

"What are you reporting?"

"Well…………"

Of course Zhou Yong wouldn't say it.

This made Yang Qitian very unhappy.

He is the eldest son of Duke Yang.

From childhood to adulthood, who has not supported and coaxed him?

After all, if the family title is hereditary, the Yang family will have the final say in the future.
To be continued...