C6 Gun

The sky outside the city was very blue, and the air was filled with the faint smell of grass.

It was completely different from the misty grey color that I felt from my previous life. I could clearly feel the happiness and bliss that people lived in more than 1800 years ago. Although the West Cold itself was a barren land, and belonged to a place where humans were inferior to others.

"Young master, this little one can find you easily," accompanied by the sound of a horse's hiss, the playmate Zhao Cheng, who was only four or five years older than me, jumped off her mount. He said anxiously, "Today is the day the old master officially passed down her spear technique to her young master. The old master had been waiting for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea! Young Master Dai told me to come and rush you, if you don't know, then you'll be punished by family law … "

"Wait, wait." I waved my hand and casually replied, "Let me shoot him a few more arrows …"

My attention followed a little sparrow flying in the air, the West Cold's small eagle bow in my hand curved into a full moon, and with a "whoosh" sound, a small eagle plume arrow shot towards the sky from the bowstring.

In the distance, there was a slight hiss, followed by a crisp "clang". The arrow that I shot out was actually split in half by the Arrows that shot out from the other side! The little sparrow was suddenly startled by the flow of air being stirred up by the Arrows. It flapped its wings and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Anger flared in my heart. I drew my bow and shot towards the direction of the approaching person. Although this arrow was small, it was 100% stronger than when I shot the bird.

"Senior Gongzi is angry again?" When the person saw me shoot an arrow with all my might, he smiled and didn't dodge. When the arrow was less than a foot away from his waist, he twisted his waist and my arrow shot into the quiver on his waist with a 'sou' sound.

Although the man was unbreakable, he had a refined look on his face, and was my father's assistant, Pang Yi. Not far behind him, there is a young man carrying a green mane horse. That young man is Pang Yi's second son, and is my West Cold's future general, Pang De's second brother Pang.

When I was four years old, when my parents allowed me to play with the children of my father's subordinates, I often went to see him, but he was a man with a dull personality and a strange temper. He would always wander alone outside the city in silence, and even though he was only three years older than me, there seemed to be a generation gap between them. Was it because my charisma from the twenty-first century is lower than Ma Chao's body? That can't be necessary, right? In order to unify the world in the future and lead a blissful and peaceful life, I must win over Pang De. Otherwise, just relying on the people from my Ma family, I'm afraid that the eight elite troops wouldn't even be enough to fight Han Sui in the future.

I have no idea how strong Pang Yi is in the Central Plains, but in the West Cold, he can definitely be said to be the number one martial artist — because … Ma Teng and his sworn brother, Han Sui, were both honest men — hence they were quite trusted by his father. Although he was a subordinate of his father, his father treated him like a brother. His relationship with the Ma family was also very close.

When my Big Sis Marvin was born, the Ma Clan and the Pang Clan agreed to marry big sister Pang De in the future. This Pang De is even Ma Chao's brother-in-law, I really don't know. Although Pang Yi has a kind personality, he has always been strict with his children, and even when he treats me, he doesn't treat me well. Even though Mother dotes on me, once I meet father and Pang Yi's golden combination, I can only allow them to educate me, so when I see father, the scarier part is that Pang Yi, who is smiling, sees me.

Pang Yi's legs lightly pressed against the horse, causing it to slow down and stop right in front of me.

"If Senior Gongzi has nothing better to do, let me teach you a little of the Pang family's spear arts," he said with a smile. "How about practicing with De'er?"

Pang De reined his horse, raised the spear in his hand, and said respectfully: "Senior Gongzi, please."

I hastily turned my body, urged the horse to jump behind Zhao Cheng, and cupped my fists towards Pang Yi: "Uncle Pang, I'm sorry, my father is going to officially teach me the spear art today, Young Nephew will be leaving first." Then he whispered to Zhao Cheng, "What are you standing around for, let's go!"

Zhao Cheng bowed to Pang Yi, kicked the horse in the stomach, and galloped back with me. I'll just go back and learn Ma Clan's Spear Arts from Old solid. I can't possibly change Ma Chao's name, right?

This time, in order to avoid dad, we ran a little too far. By the time we rushed back to Ma Mansion on horseback, it was already almost noon.

They directly entered the training grounds. Big Sis Marvin, who was in the middle, was practicing her small spear moves one by one, while her father was sitting in the north with a gloomy face, and his mother was also sitting beside him. When I saw my mother, I immediately felt emboldened.

When Pop heard the Horseshoe approaching, he stared at me as I jumped off my horse. He slowly straightened up, grabbed a long wooden spear from the gun rack, and threw it straight at me. It seemed like he used fifty to sixty percent of his strength.

Swish! Could it be that he wanted to murder his own son just because he was hot-blooded?!

He had played in the West Cold for eight years and had not learnt any profound inner force. At least he still knew a little about the agility! Taking advantage of the opportunity, I grabbed onto the gun body and pushed back with the force from the tip of my feet. After dispersing the force from the spear into the air, I walked onto the stage and cupped my hands towards my father, saying seriously, "Thank you, General, for the spear."

When my father heard this, his anger immediately subsided, while my mother also laughed loudly behind him. My heart felt a lot more at ease: Seeing This Young Master was still quite a humorous person, with just a sentence, this West Cold's earth leopard has nothing to say. It seems that today is not a big day, I can easily learn a few moves to deal with it.

His father's expression straightened, and he let out a light cough — — looks like coughing has become a must for people of some status, even his father who was in a remote border city had gotten infected with this sad habit — — — thus he said: "Chao Er, you are already eight years old this year, but actually you are already a little late. Your father I started practicing the spear when I was six years old, if it wasn't for your mother's pain in my heart, I would have let you start feeling the spear by the age of three …. Cough, dad is disappointed when he says this. It's good as long as you know it. From today onwards, you will practice the Ancestral Spear Art for at least six hours every day. You will practice it for two hours in the morning and two hours in the evening. Do you understand? "

I suddenly felt a chill all over my body!

Six hours means six hours. In this year, with only this little time during the day and no lights at night, it's obvious that I can't go out and act wildly! Although Big Sis Marvin is only two years older than me, and has practiced for two years already, puberty is a girl who develops much faster than males … It looks like I won't have a good life for three or four years, no! I can't sit still and wait for death!

Although I was born in the twenty-first century, my mother still said to my father, "Shou Cheng, isn't it a bit much to have it six hours a day? Chao Er is still young after all …"

"No way!" Father's words were resolute and decisive without the slightest hint of compromise. "Wen'er has been going on for six hours every day since she was eight years old. She has never stopped me from talking. As for my son, Ma Chao, "he called out my name and turned towards me, a trace of gentleness mixed in his resolute eyes." You're a man, so are you going to always lose to big sister and From his brother?

Looking at my father's strange eyes, the bottom of my heart involuntarily trembled. I never knew that West Cold's crude man, Ma Teng, would actually have such an unimaginably gentle and loving side! Through his resolute eyes, I once again became vaguely aware of a hint of worry and annoyance. What was causing him worry and annoyance? In this West Cold, was there anything that made father unhappy?

Han Sui?

His name suddenly popped up in my mind, accompanied by a cold feeling.

Han Sui!

When I saw Ma Chao's life once in my previous life, I had briefly seen it before. I knew that in just a few short years, he had died of illness, and before dying, he entrusted Ma Dai to Liu Bei. Then his own young son, the nameless children, inherited their titles, without any success, and waited for Deng Ai and Zhong to rush into Chengdu.

I also remember that before the battle between Cao Cao and the dukes of West Cold, there was a spark that lit up between Ma Teng and his wife. The exact reason is unknown to everyone, and it was only because the benefits were distributed unevenly. But this time, Ma Teng used the reason of him attacking the imperial city as a direct target for the West Cold, and joined forces with his father, Han Sui, and the other nobles in the middle of the city to attack together. This caused Cao Cao to become extremely angry, and he killed all of Ma Teng's, Ma Xiu's, and Ma Tie's members in the capital, and then defeated all of them, forcing Ma Chao to surrender to the other nobles as well, making him suffer for the rest of his life.

However, when Han Sui attacked Ma Teng, Ma Chao should have been around twenty years old. I'm only eight years old this year, and I still have more than ten years to practice. Although I might not have any great use for it, it's still better to be able to defend myself with my strong martial arts than being powerless.

I will work hard to train in the spear, in the future I will become Lao Ma's capable assistant, and help my Ma Family defend against all external enemies.

I don't want my family to be killed, all I can do is cry.

I want... It was the sky that supported the Ma Clan.