Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, nearly half a year had passed.
During those months, Yang Tiexin followed Yang Wenzhu, learning not only martial arts but also how to lead troops into battle.
At Yang Wenzhu's suggestion, Yang Tiexin had gone alone with a single spear and swept through several Mountain Strongholds.
He had even established a force of over a thousand men there and begun training them.
As for his original loyalty to the ruler and love for the country, Yang Wenzhu had directly reshaped his understanding of it.
By then, Yang Tiexin's ruler no longer existed. The current emperor was no longer the original emperor.
He had nothing whatsoever to do with the Yang family.
As for loving the country, where there were people, there was a country. In other words, the common people were the country, and protecting them was loving the country.
After Yang Wenzhu's guidance, Yang Tiexin's way of thinking had completely changed, and he began taking action himself.
In a short time, he had gathered a force and begun his own campaign in Shu.
Seeing this, Yang Wenzhu became interested as well.
In the past, he had always led troops into battle or simply conquered the realm himself.
He had never watched someone else's progress before, much less served as a guide. To him, that was even more interesting.
After all, he had fought for two lifetimes. Now, he did not wish to act so casually anymore.
So he remained there, teaching this younger man of his.
As the commotion Yang Tiexin caused grew greater and greater, the entire region of Shu came to know of him.
Even the authorities had learned of him, though they did not take it too seriously.
In their eyes, a force of a thousand