Shuijing Academy.
Han men admired Confucian generals who were both generals and prime ministers, such as Cao Cao Mengde and Jiangdong Zhoulang.
But now that we are in troubled times, martial arts has become the foundation for a stable life.
In the courtyard, the young man's marksmanship was impressive, but the young man around him was not satisfied.
"Sir, your marksmanship lacks the killing spirit. Yun sees more of laziness and a desire to die..."
Zhao Yun has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, and this is the first time he has seen such an outrageous person.
Liu Mang's moves couldn't exude the aura of seeking death, as if he was telling the other party, come and kill me with a knife, the sooner the better!
This fatal shooting technique also explains the philosophy of luck among spearmen since ancient times.
"Uncle Zhao can see this?"
"Of course! Every move of a martial artist represents an individual."
Zhao Yun explained with a smile: "Yide is magnanimous and has a wide range of moves; Yun Chang is loyal and has steady and heavy moves; Xingba is free and easy and has wild and uninhibited moves."
"As for Young Master, Mr. Yun feels that you have a temperament that looks down upon life and death, or even disregards it."
Liu Mang, the ninth generation, has long been accustomed to seeing life and death in this world.
As for the third life, he became a brave and skilled general, and it was natural to go into battle to kill the enemy.
"Sir, what Yun taught you was the spear technique of his mentor Tong Yuan, as well as the Changshan sword technique created by Yun himself."
"Young master, if you want to learn more advanced marksmanship, you need to start with the most basic Bamboo Plum Blossom Spear, and then the Piaoxue Pear Blossom Spear."
"The second is the Luo Ma Chaoyang Spear! Once you are proficient in these three sets of marksmanship, Yun will teach you the Hundred Birds Chaoyang Spear!"
Zhao Yun kept nothing secret from Liu Mang and taught him everything he had learned.
Liu Mang's qualifications are quite good, and he can usually master them easily after watching them a few times.
It's just that now his marksmanship only has its form, but not its meaning.
With such skills on the battlefield, it would be easy to be killed.
Zhao Yun showed deep concern, while Liu Mang comforted him and said: "Uncle Zhao, don't worry, I usually don't have the chance to go to the battlefield."
"I think Fourth Uncle Zhao is a little absent-minded today, but is there something wrong?"
Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Master, I see it. Are you willing to accompany Yun to a place?"
As long as he can stop practicing marksmanship, Liu Mang will naturally agree.
The two of them walked towards the back of the academy, one behind the other.
Only when he reached a deserted place did Zhao Yun take out the spiritual tablet from his bag.
Liu Mang clearly saw several big characters written on the spirit tablet - the spiritual position of General White Horse Gongsun Zan!
"General White Horse? Is that Uncle Zhao's old master?"
"Exactly."
Zhao Yun smiled bitterly and said: "Yun was born in a poor family, but fortunately he was appreciated by his mentor and taught him marksmanship!"
"I wanted to join the Ming Dynasty and bring peace to the troubled times with an iron spear, so I chose General Gongsun at that time."
"It's just that on the eve of the battle in Yi Jing, my eldest brother died, so I had to bid farewell to General Gongsun and deal with the funeral arrangements."
"When I returned from Changshan, I heard that General Gongsun was defeated in Yi Jing and was killed by Yuan Shao!"
"I'm thinking, if we hadn't left the general at that time, would we have been able to defeat Yuan Shao? The general wouldn't have suffered such infamy!"
Gongsun Zan's death has been a nightmare that Zhao Yun has been having.
Liu Mang sympathized with Zhao Yun's experience. His eldest brother was his father, and Zhao Yun was pulled up by his brother. He had nothing to worry about when he returned home to deal with the funeral.
However, Gongsun Zan's defeat to Yuan Shao was due to a fundamental problem. Even with the addition of Zhao Yun, it was impossible to completely change the situation of the battle.
"Where justice comes, life and death follow it!"
Liu Mang suddenly spoke, Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and shouted: "The sky is a lesson, and the white horse is the proof!"
This is the oath to join Baima Yicong!
Zhao Yun did not expect that Liu Mang would know such a secret. Maybe the lord Liu Bei told the young master, right?
"Fourth Uncle Zhao, do you think future generations are fools and will believe Yuan Shao and others' slander against General Gongsun?"
"General Baima wiped out the barbarians and shocked the nine states. This is what a man does!"
"As for Liu Yu, the shepherd of Youzhou, he is simply stupid! How could Wu Heng, a barbarian from the north of the Great Wall, stop plundering my people just because he gives way again and again?"
When it comes to Liu Yu, Liu Mang also has a lot of criticism.
As long as the Hu tribes such as Wuheng Wuwan and Wuheng Wuwan are full of martial virtue, they will change from being good at conquering to being good at singing and dancing.
There was no problem with Gongsun Zan's foreign policy, but Liu Yu's mother's heart broke out, causing Youzhou to fall into the Wuheng Rebellion again.
"When future generations mention our history of disputes, they will lament the fatuousness of Emperor Ling; the manipulation of power by the Shi Changshi; the cruelty of Dong Zhuo of Xiliang; Yuan Benchu's incompetence in Guandu, and Cao Mengde's treacherous character!"
"Only when the White Horse General Gongsun Zan is mentioned, will he be given the title hero!"
"What's more, before the word hero, the word nation is added!"
"Inherit the importance of my Han family and build up my Han family's men to be strong and strong. They are not afraid of the spirit of barbarians. They can strike with an edge and resist the enemy thousands of miles away!"
"I believe that future generations will give General Gongsun the fairest evaluation!"
Deep in the mountains, the forest slowly grows.
Through the mist in the mountains, Liu Mang seemed to see the figure of the land of secluded swallows, riding a white horse, galloping across the border of the Han Dynasty.
General Baima looked back at him and smiled, his eyes filled with relief.
Then he waved his riding crop, and the sound of war drums resounded throughout the frontier fortress.
Dozens of white-horse followers followed him.
"Where righteousness comes, life and death follow it! The sky is a warning, and the white horse is a witness!"
Everyone's figures disappeared into the mist, and only the oath of the white horse's obedience will remain in the world forever.
After Zhao Yun heard this, he took a deep breath, cupped his fists and saluted, saying: "Everyone in the world pities Liu Yu and blames General Gongsun! Only the young master spoke justice for the general!"
"Yun is now bright and cheerful, why bother to stick to the present? Future generations will naturally give General Gongsun a fair and just evaluation!"
Zhao Yun seemed to see the scene of countless Han people building shrines for Gongsun Zan in the Youzhou border fortress.
Inside the ancestral hall, a general riding a white horse and wearing silver armor was prancing on his horse and whipping his whip!
Horse hooves tread northward, across the grassland!
"Sir, Yun is no longer confused!"
"I feel good about being able to chat with Fourth Uncle Zhao!"
"Sir, we can't slack off! Hurry down the mountain, you still have marksmanship to practice today!"
"Uncle Zhao..."
"No! You must finish practicing!"
Seeing Liu Mang's cursing figure walking down the mountain, Zhao Yun left Gongsun Zan's spiritual tablet on the mountain.
"General Gongsun, Yun will definitely serve under the lord, no, there is also the young master!"
"In the future, when my lord rules the world, Yun will definitely reorganize the White Horse Yi Cong and fulfill the oath of that day!"
"Where righteousness comes, life and death follow it! The sky is a warning, and the white horse is a witness!"
Zhao Yun looked at Liu Mang's figure and said with a smile: "I am Zhao Yun's only young master! If one day, the young master is in danger, Yun will save him even if he risks his life!"
In the setting sun, Liu Mang wields his gun here, and Zhao Yun patiently guides him.
It constitutes the most beautiful picture of Shuijing Academy.
"Gongsun Bogui, if someone speaks justice for you, you can rest in peace."
Mr. Shui Jing, Sima Hui, wiped the spiritual tablet and then put it away.
