First Minister of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 128 Biography
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The Duke of Yan's mansion occupies a very large area, and the huge martial arts arena only occupies the size of a yard. The stables are on the side of the martial arts arena, and all of them are managed by dedicated people. Horses can gallop in the arena, and there are archery targets at the end.

In the hut on one side of the stables are some Lanqi, that is, weapon racks, on which are some conventional weapons such as swords, guns and spears.

In the presence of the father and son, you come and go, and you fight against each other. Gao Junya, relying on the long spear in his hand, is able to do a job with ease, making it difficult for Gao Chong to get close. At this time, Gao Chong's disadvantage has already been revealed, and he is gasping for breath. , the top of the head was steaming, and the physical strength was obviously weakened.

The side was surrounded by many people, Xue Shi, Gao Bing, and even Xue Shou were watching. Gao Bing jumped up and down and clapped his hands in praise. In the field, Gao Chong's double mace was waving like the wind, making a bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang endlessly.

However, Gao Junya has already seen the clues. After fifty rounds of fighting, Gao Junya retreated with his horse and put away his weapon. Gao Junya's face was red and he was breathing hot air from his nose. It was quite strenuous, but On the other hand, Gao Chong, even his father, can clearly see the heat of Huha in the severe winter.

"The mace is not suitable for long-term combat." Gao Junya got off the horse and handed over the horse to the care of the groom. "If you can't win the enemy general in fifty rounds, you will already be at a disadvantage."

Gao Chong threw the two maces to Kaohsiung, and felt his arms tingling. He shook his head and said: "The mace is a heavy weapon. If the enemy general uses a light way, it is really difficult to take it down." He said as if Thinking of something, he smiled again: "But it's refreshing to deal with small soldiers, one mace at a time."

Hearing these words, Gao Junya's face was stunned, and she shook the horse's spear in her hand, the tip of the spear trembled, "My spear is a bunch."

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Gao Chong was speechless. He looked at the one-foot-long horse lance and twitched his mouth. This thing was tucked under his armpit, and he charged on the horse and plunged into the enemy army. It could indeed be tied.

"Then why doesn't Aye teach me how to use a mace?" Gao Chong couldn't help muttering, "Cavalry always feel disadvantaged when using a mace in battle. After all, every inch is long and every inch is strong."

Gao Junya was startled when she heard the words, turned her head to look over, narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Your uncle passed down mace and lance, but you insisted on learning mace in spite of opposition back then."

Hearing this, Gao Chong thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true. Deep in his memory, Gao Chong adored his uncle Gao Jiong, who was known as the "true prime minister". Xiao Gao Chong admired him deeply.

"However, after some actual combat, I found that the pair of maces are a bit short, and it is really not suitable for riding battles," Gao Chong had to say.

Gao Junya was noncommittal when she heard the words, "I told you once that this mace is a deterrent to justice. If you pursue fighting on the battlefield, it is definitely not as good as a sword, a gun, and a spear."

Seeing that Gao Chong was moved, without waiting for Gao Chong to speak, Gao Junya threw the horse spear in his hand vigorously, Gao Chong took it with both hands, and danced it with the strength of Gao Chong's arms, it didn't take much effort, the tip of the spear was about two feet long, Heavier than a spear and longer than a spear.

"The handle of this lance is made of Zhe wood, split into pieces of equal thickness, soaked in oil repeatedly, this process takes a year, and then dried in the shade for several months.

Then it is glued with fish foam glue, then wrapped with hemp rope, coated with raw lacquer, wrapped with Gebu, and then painted with raw lacquer, so that it is dried and wrapped one by one, and it takes three years to make the whole lance."

Gao Junya looked at the horse lance in Gao Chong's hand, and said slowly, then ignored Gao Chong's surprise, stepped forward to take the lance, and "stretched his arms".

Gao Chong stretched out his arms obediently.

Gao Junya weighed it, and placed the tail of the lance on Gao Chong's arm about two feet away, and then let go. The entire Zhangba lance was balanced on Gao Chong's arm, like a scale beam, with neither end falling nor falling.

"Only in this way can we be called a first-class horse lance." Gao Junya looked solemn, and then clamped the horse lance sheet under his arm, very relaxed, "Sitting on the horse, clamping it here, is the best horse." Save effort, you can use horsepower to charge, and you can also dance for close combat."

Gao Chong's eyes were wide open. In the past, he only heard about the exquisiteness of the lance, but now he has a deep understanding of it. Only then did he fully understand why the lance is called a noble weapon. Families such as the Zheng family in Xingyang and the Li family in Longxi are famous for their lances. The production process is rare, and the consumables are even more expensive.

As if knowing what Gao Chong was thinking, Gao Junya handed the lance over with emotion on his face, "This lance was passed down by your uncle, it cannot be measured by money, you must keep it well, remember to maintain it frequently, and don't slack off."

Gao Chong was taken aback when he heard that, "Aye, what about you?"

"The world is uncertain, and you will have more opportunities to fight with the army in the future. The horse is indeed more suitable for horse warfare than the mace," Gao Junya said with his hands behind his back.

"What about you, Aye? Besides, I won't make you any better." Gao Chong was a little dazed. The family legend Ma Leng was just passed on to him, which made Gao Chong feel a little guilty.

"Me?" Gao Junya sighed sadly: "When the king of Tang ascends the throne, why do I need to go to the battle in person at that time? If there is a battle, just take a horse and a horizontal knife. Your horse is of great significance." In the same way, let him follow you to Guangyao Gao's family. As for using a lance, it is nothing more than a few techniques such as chopping, covering, blocking, and punching, and the most important thing is to have strong arms."

As he spoke, he looked at Ma Qian, who was sandwiched by Gao Chong, as stable as a rock, without trembling at all, "You have worked hard for many years, and the strength of these two arms is enough."

After hearing this, Gao Chong felt that there was some truth. When Li Yuan came to the throne, with his father's current status, he was at least the Minister of the Three Provinces. However, the horse spear in his hand is more of a commemorative significance.

"From tomorrow onwards, I will teach you how to wield a sword," Gao Junya said while walking, "Also, tomorrow I will invite you a master sword wielder, and ask him for advice on how to wield a sword."

"A master of knife?" Gao Chong's eyes lit up, "Who is it?"

"I'll know tomorrow," Gao Junya walked away, leaving Gao Chong full of curiosity.

As for why he wanted to learn swords, Gao Chong understood that anyone who wields a spear must wear short weapons, and most of these short weapons are mainly swords, but now the main ones are horizontal swords.

The horse lance is more than one foot long, and it is a great killer when rushing into the battle, but once it is caught in the enemy group, the horse lance is in the way, which is not conducive to melee combat.

The lance is okay, but if it is a horse lance, once you lose the mobility of the horse, just imagine, waving a horse lance that is more than ten feet long in the enemy group, not only the lethality will be greatly reduced, but the human strength will also be unable to support it. Short soldiers will come in handy.

Just as Gao Chong abandoned his mace and used his sword when he was fighting at close quarters in the Black River Valley, Liu Hongji, who is good at wielding a lance, also abandoned his mace and used his sword. No one in the world has used a horse lance in foot combat. , that must be Tie Hanhan, when dismounting and fighting on foot, picking up a horizontal knife on the battlefield is better than a horse.

The next day, the sky was still hazy and dark, and Kaohsiung woke up Gao Chong.

"Are you going to learn how to use a knife?" Gao Chong rubbed his eyes, turned over and got out of bed, "Have you seen the master who wields a knife, Ah Xiong?"

(End of this chapter)