The afternoon sun shone on the dirt road leading to the capital. The imperial envoy Ao Lin led his officers and soldiers to start the return journey. After some investigation on the front line, the old hero felt both joy and sorrow in his heart. What was good was that Yan State still had a rising star like Qiu Yu.
, capable, responsible and scheming, he is definitely a rare pillar of talent. Sadly, the Western Route Army is full of unhealthy tendencies. How can such a team fight against a powerful enemy? It is estimated that the army will be defeated sooner or later, and the situation on the border is worrying.
The huge chariot was still driving in the team, and it was covered with a big cowhide top again. Several senior officials were resting in the car, and behind it was the prison car escorted by the soldiers. An iron cage was sitting on the car. Pan, who was handcuffed and shackled,
Ting was among them, wearing a prison uniform and looking very miserable. Only his head was exposed, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of despair.
Qiu Yu led the cavalry battalion to follow the imperial envoy back to the capital. This move was intentional by Ao Lin. He was afraid that Pan Yanzhao would not let it go. If Qiu Yu directly led his men to report to the South Route Army, he might be plotted, so it was better to follow him to be more sure. After all,
That guy was afraid.
The old hero's deep love for talents can be said to be well-intentioned, and he kept Qiu Yu by his side along the way, sharing his experience in marching and fighting, and they had a great conversation. It can be said that Ao Lin almost treated Qiu Yu as a student and wished he could
He taught the other party a lot of military skills and tactics, hoping that he would shine and serve the country in the future.
After a long journey for half a day, the officers and soldiers set up camp in the open space in the evening, and they tightened their vigilance and could not tolerate any negligence.
It was late at night, and many officers and soldiers had fallen asleep. The light of the moonstone was still shining in the tent. There was a large sand table on the desk, showing various terrains. Ao Lin and Qiu Yu were practicing the formation of troops.
, indulge in it.
After all, he is a veteran commander who has experienced hundreds of battles. Ao Lin has extremely high attainments in the art of war. This is also the main reason why the Yan Kingdom was able to stand in the Shenmang Continent. With his protection, the surrounding countries never dared to invade.
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The exercise between the two did not end until after midnight. Ao Lin was also quite satisfied with Qiu Yu's performance. He felt that this kid was really smart. He could understand many things at once and his understanding was extremely thorough, which was very rare.
The old hero also treated the young people around him as his disciples. He changed his usual majesty, his face was as calm as a kind grandfather, and said: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest."
Qiu Yu was even more respectful and nodded: "Teacher, please rest early."
Ao Lin was stunned by such a title, and then he looked pleased and said with a smile: "Okay, then you will be my disciple from now on."
After getting along with each other for several days, Qiu Yu admired the old hero very much and learned a lot. He sincerely wanted to become his teacher. After hearing this, he quickly knelt down and said excitedly: "Teacher is here
Come on, please accept my disciple's bow." Then he kowtowed three times, very sincerely.
"Okay... get up quickly." Ao Lin's eyes also flashed with joy, and he quickly helped the disciple up. In his heart, the young man in front of him was a rare genius. He was lucky to have such a disciple.
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The old man and the young man were very happy. The former had received a satisfactory disciple, and the latter had to meet the Master. Naturally, he was very happy, and there was no need to sleep. Such a happy event must be celebrated, so Ao Lin ordered his soldiers to bring wine and meat.
The master and the apprentice started drinking happily in the big tent.
This move was an exception for Ao Lin. Normally he would not drink at all when he was away from home, but this time he was in a good mood, and since he was not leading troops to fight, he drank a few bowls of wine.
Seeing the master like this, Qiu Yu didn't drink more and ordered as much as he wanted. Then he took out an exquisite brocade box from the ring and said respectfully: "Teacher, I don't have anything I can do to honor you. This elixir is still
It is relatively rare, and it should be beneficial to your cultivation. Even if it is just a little thought from my disciples, please accept it."
Ao Lin laughed dumbly, and did not regard his disciple as an outsider, so he deliberately scolded him: "How come you are here to give gifts? I don't know if this is what I hate the most as a teacher."
Qiu Yu said with a smile: "I am not someone else. As the saying goes, once a teacher is a lifelong father, a disciple is just fulfilling his filial piety, and it is not a precious thing."
The words were very sincere, which made Ao Lin feel even happier. He felt that this disciple really did not accept the gift in vain. No matter what the gift was, the key was to have such sincerity. He nodded and said: "Okay, I will accept it as a teacher.
But when your cultivation level has reached my level, basically no pills will work, so you just have to have this intention."
The old hero took the brocade box and put it on the desk, without opening it. Instead, he took out something to give to his disciple, which was a black jade slip with several seal characters engraved on it, "Yantian Art of War," and
There is a dagger with the appearance of a golden dragon, the handle is the dragon head, and the sheath is the dragon body and tail. The carving is lifelike and shines brightly.
Ao Lin solemnly explained: "This Yantian Art of War is the result of my master's familiarity with various military books, removing the essence and dross, and combining it with his own understanding. It can be regarded as a painstaking creation for more than ten years. It is not for
What is known to outsiders is now being taught to you. I hope that after you fully understand it, you will become the soul of the Yan Army and defend the country at all costs. Can you do it?"
Unexpectedly, the teacher actually dedicated his life's efforts to giving it to him. Qiu Yu was flattered and felt a great responsibility at the same time. He knelt down on the ground again, raised his hands with a solemn expression and took the book of war. He said solemnly: "Disciple, I will obey the master's teachings."
, unforgettable and never forgotten.”
Ao Lin nodded with satisfaction, "Get up, there is also this golden dragon dagger given by King Yan. It not only cuts iron like clay, but also has many wonderful uses. I used it to defeat many enemy generals back then, and now it is also the same."
And give it to you, hoping that you will inherit it and show no mercy to those who plunder our territory of Yan State, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."
"Thank you, Master. The apprentice will definitely be able to do it." Qiu Yu stood up, first put away the jade slip, and then took the short knife and pulled it out. He felt a chill pass by and saw the silver-white light shining on the dagger blade.
, and it was trembling faintly, as if it contained magic power, which surprised him, as if he understood something.
As Qiu Yu raised his hand, the golden dragon dagger flew out and circled back and forth in the tent, emitting a mixture of yellow and white light, which chilled the soul and made people's hearts palpitate.
Seeing that his disciple was able to use the blade with ease, Ao Lin couldn't help but be surprised. He smiled happily and said, "Okay, it seems that this sharp blade was prepared for you. It's really good."
In fact, Qiu Yu has practiced thousands of swordsmanship before. Not to mention this golden dragon dagger, he can control seventeen red shuttle swords. However, after all, it belongs to the Demon Sect and is not suitable for public appearances.