In this battle, the Han army only won a small victory, beheading hundreds of levels, and failed to expand the results.

Regarding such a result, Yang Xin could only sigh: - It was not because the Han army did not work hard, but the Qiang people had Gundam.

It must be admitted that skull is really difficult to deal with!

Whenever Kishiwei Qiang fights, he uses skulls as the front drive when advancing, and uses them to cut off the rear when retreating. Dong Zhuo, Yin Duan and other powerful generals fought to the death, and only killed one or two skulls, and his own losses were also considerable.

The two sides were in a stalemate, so Yang Xin naturally could not leave the barracks and could not return home.

For him, this is not a bad thing.

Yang Xin was not in a hurry to go home. He wanted to find out his identity first so as not to reveal his feelings after returning home.

He inquired several times, asked indirectly, and finally figured out his clues.

In this life, his name is Yang Xin.

However, unlike his previous life where he had nothing but handsomeness, he was a real young man in this life.

——Hongnong Yang family, eldest grandson.

This identity is extraordinary!

It should be noted that the Hongnong Yang family is a genuine and prestigious family and a first-class family of talent.

Most people who understand the history of the Three Kingdoms know that the first family in the late Han Dynasty belonged to the Yuan family of Runan, who had four generations and three dukes. The two brothers Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu were destined to make a fortune, and the seventh part was determined by hard work, and the ninety part was depended on family background.

But few people know that the Yuan family of Runan is not only the Yang family of Runan, but also the Yang family of Hongnong.

From Yang Xin's Emperor Gaozu and Yang Zhen, who is respectfully known as "Guanxi Confucius", to Yang Bing, grandfather Yang Ci, and father Yang Biao, they were all the Taiwei who had arrived or were about to come to the Taiwei, and were called "Four-generation Taiwei". Compared with the Yuan family in Runan, they are even more famous.

However, although he got the start of the European Emperor, Yang Xin was really not happy.

Next, there is a death copy of "White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles"!

He has to save himself, and he tries every means to save himself!

...

A few days later.

"The body is upright, the bow is natural, the arrow is straight, the arrow is pushed forward and backward, the bow is full, the force rises from the feet, the arrow becomes wind and thunder... Go!" Dong Zhuo orally explained the method and meticulously demonstrated his posture.

Then, his tongue burst into spring thunder and an arrow shot out.

Whoosh~~

The arrow came out, and the roar was as sharp as thunder, shaking all over the fields!

The arrows of the string crossed the sky and rolled up countless green arcs, which turned into a three-foot lightning, and instantly crossed dozens of feet, straight to the target.

boom!

Accompanied by dull thunder, the blue thunderstorm scattered, striking a target into coke.

This is Dong Zhuo's unique shooting technique, the three-foot thunder.

Beside him, Yang Xin stood with his head held high, his expression was solemn, his movements were exactly the same as his, and his mantra was not bad at all. Unfortunately, there was no bow in his hand, but he was just an empty standpoint with just a mere appearance.

He was following Dong Zhuo to learn archery.

People's impression of Dong Zhuo is often just a bloodthirsty, cruel and lustful fat man, but in fact, he is a powerful general who has risen by relying on military merits. He is not only extremely fierce, but also proficient in strategy, good at using strange tricks, and cunning and resourceful.

In the past few days, Yang Xin has learned a lot of things.

In addition to Dong Zhuo's "Three-foot Thunder", there is also Yin Duan's one-style martial art "Cun Duan", and Ma Teng is said to originate from the equestrian art of General Fu Bo Ma Yuan, named "Dragon Control Technique".

Needless to say, the three of them are willing to give them all, because of the Hongnong Yang family behind him.

After all, all three of them are martial artists, with a low status and no background. If you have the opportunity to win over him, the Yang family, you will naturally be willing to do it.

Yang Xin devoted himself to studying and became vaguely aware that in this life, he might be the kind of god who only exists in the legend, "the child of other people's family."

He has the ability to remember everything he said. He can keep every dictum that Dong Zhuo orally, and can easily understand the essence and pick it up at will.

He can understand any move at a glance and learn it. Of course, due to his physical condition, the only bottleneck is that if you get started, you will be useless.

Dong Zhuo is extremely powerful, but he can use a five-stone strong bow. When he drives on his horse, he shoots left and right, and arrows are like beads. In addition to gaining 100 million points, he really has a bit of the tough style of a flying general.

And Yang Xin, he is not even as tall as the bow.

However, he was not discouraged, and he was still focused and practiced hard.

Yang Xin believed that every effort would be rewarded. Ancient poems praised hard work, saying: There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and the iron pestle is ground into an embroidery needle.

...

"Yang Xin, you are still young and weak. You must not be eager for quick success and instant benefits. You must proceed step by step and follow the steps." Zhang Huan came and taught Wen Yan.

"Step by step?"

"First lay a solid foundation, you can choose to run, jump, carry weight, etc., refine your muscles and bones, and strengthen your body; next, you are basic moves, such as "Jiandao", "Hand Fight", "Puzi Yi Method", "General Li Shooting Method", etc.; only after you have achieved some success can you practice advanced skills." Zhang Huan said.

He had been secretly observing Yang Xin for several days.

Zhang Huan originally thought that the other party was a child's character, and when he encountered some setbacks, he naturally gave up.

He did not expect that although this son came from a noble family, he was young, but his will was extremely firm and his intelligence made him love talents.

"Thank you Uncle Zhang's advice!" Yang Xin hurriedly wrote it down and said respectfully.

Kendo? Hand fight?

I only know that hand-plated and fighting with each other. After all, we are also a craftsman and are particularly good at needlework...

He muttered secretly.

Of course, Zhang Huan did not come here to guide Yang Xin.

He summoned the generals and entered the account to discuss military discussions.

As an excellent gangster, Yang Xin also entered the tent.

Of course he won't miss the opportunity to be influenced by others.

Yang Xin is still young and just turned five years old. With the special status, no one cares about him and lets him go freely.

...

"According to the spies' reports, although the Qiang people were defeated for several miles, their vitality was not damaged, and they had gathered again and planned a second attack." Zhang Huan was calm and gave instructions on the map and introduced military information.

"Do they dare to come?" Dong Zhuo snorted lowly and said in a muffled voice, "This time, I will definitely ask them to come and go!"

“That’s, that’s…”

The other generals did not dare to be as rude as Dong Zhuo, but they were also eager to fight.

"But this time, they have made some new tricks." Zhang Huan frowned slightly and said with a headache. "According to the spies' reward, they had the power of the entire clan, gathered thirteen skulls, connected with iron chains, and advanced together, called the 'Blade skull'. The skulls were running side by side, and their momentum was as strong as a big deal, and they were afraid it would be difficult to block them head-on. Do you have any solutions?"

Iron cables connected?

Thirteen heads?

The generals looked at each other, thinking of the skull's power and difficulty, they were all embarrassed.

It's already hard to deal with on one end, let alone the formation of skulls?

"Sir," Dong Zhuo thought for a while and suggested, "It's better to avoid his sharp edge, bypass the skull and take straight to the rear of the Qiang people."

His proposal was immediately approved by the generals.

Avoiding the real and attacking the virtual is the most commonly used tactic in military tactics.

"I'm afraid it won't work," Zhang Huan shook his head and vetoed, "Our army is mostly infantry, and cavalry can circumnavigate, but infantry is difficult... What's more, if the skull breaks the central army's tent and breaks the big flag, it will definitely cause our army to be disintegrated and will collapse without fighting. Do you have any other suggestions?"

All the generals were speechless.

Yin Duan was always brave but unscheming, and Dong Zhuo was cunning, but he could not have any ideas for a while.

There was silence in the tent.

"Uncle Zhang, would you like to listen to my nephew's words?"

A tender voice sounded.

Zhang Huan was stunned and couldn't help but laugh: "Yang Xin, do you have any ideas? This is a military discussion, and everyone can express their opinions, but it doesn't matter."

Of course, he naturally doesn't have much expectations for a five-year-old child.

However, Yang Xin chose the right time to speak, which can ease the suppressed atmosphere in the account. It is not accurate, and it can also have the miraculous effect of throwing bricks and attracting jade.

"I thought the skull seemed to be huge, but in fact it was strong on the outside but had fatal flaws!" Yang Xin said as soon as he spoke.

He is full of confidence: The Blade Skull? Isn’t it the magic-revised version of Tiefutu? Look at me, Yang Wumu Pozhi!

"Oh? Tell me..." Zhang Huan didn't care when he heard this.

"Although the sound of connecting the skulls is huge, they also restrain each other and are burdensome. Once one of them falls, it will drag down the other skulls." Yang Xin's voice was tender, but his thinking was clear, "So, I have a plan, - it's better to cut one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers!"

"It is better to cut one finger than to hurt his ten fingers?" Zhang Huan's eyes sterned.

Yang Xin nodded and said endlessly: "Just break the arms of one or two of the skulls and make them unable to move; dig more pits and trap one or two of them, so that the entire skull will be dragged down, and you cannot advance or retreat. At this time, we can calmly bypass the skull and strangle the other Qiang people."

The tent became quieter and the expressions of the soldiers changed from ignorance to solemnity. Looking at Yang Xin's eyes were like looking at monsters.

He is only five years old! Is this guy a monster?

child prodigy!

No wonder Hongnong Yang family was able to have been a minister of officials for generations...

The same thoughts arose to everyone.

"A clever plan, it's really a clever plan!" Zhang Huan smiled and praised her face, "Yang Xin, if you win this battle, you should remember it as your first achievement."

In his heart, he looked at Yang Xin with a high profile: This son is extremely intelligent, firm and spiritual. With the origin of the Yang family of Hongnong, he will become a great man in the future!

"I dare not, I dare not," Yang Xin said modestly, "The so-called foolish people have a thousand thoughts, and they also have one achievement. The boy only has a little thought and dare not claim to be a meritorious."

He naturally had no idea about Zhang Huan's inner feelings that "this son will become a great man."

Even if he knew, Yang Xin wouldn't care.
Chapter completed!