Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Outside, the atmosphere was suffocatingly tense. Huangfu Changshui, leading a fierce and imposing group of men, stood majestically. Meanwhile, Yang He, also leading his own elite troops, faced off against the enemy. The atmosphere between the two sides was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, as if a fierce conflict would break out at any moment.

At this moment, Zhang and the other six were hurriedly pushed over and shouted, "My Lord, My Lord! They hurt the young master!"

Huangfu Changshui remained calm and responded coldly, "I shot the arrow!" Then he turned to look at Yang He and said provocatively, "Since my son-in-law has suffered, I wonder if this result will satisfy the commander-in-chief!"

Hearing this, Zhou Peng was furious. He pointed at Huangfu Changshui and cursed, "Wild dog! You sent people to block the city gate and prevent us from entering the city. I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Huangfu Changshui remained unhurried, his lips curled up slightly in a disdainful smile as he retorted, "General Zhou, this is unfair. All generals are required to report to the court before entering the city! If I really didn't allow you to enter, then why are you at my doorstep now? Did you fly in?"

Zhou Peng was choked and speechless for a moment, his face flushed with anger. Just as he was about to open his mouth to argue, he was interrupted by Yang He's roar: "Zhou Peng! Shut up!" Yang He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm. He looked at Huangfu Changshui and said in a deep voice: "Since the Northern Marquis has already taught his son-in-law a lesson, we will not pursue this matter anymore! Let's go!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned away with his team, leaving Huangfu Changshui standing there with that meaningful smile still on his face.

Zhang Jingwei hurriedly stepped forward and shouted, "Wait a moment, Commander-in-Chief, please stay! You absolutely cannot leave like this!"

For a moment, everyone present was stunned by his sudden action, and they all stared at him with wide eyes, even the usually calm Huangfu Changshui was no exception.

Yang He frowned, staring at the ignorant young man in front of him with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter? How can you be so loud and shouting like this!"

Zhang Jingwei took a deep breath, collected himself, and said, "Sir, you took someone else's property, so you should return it!"

Yang He was stunned at first, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter was deafening: "Hahahaha, you little brat, how can you talk so ridiculously! When did I ever take anything from someone else? Stop talking nonsense here!"

Zhang Jingwei looked directly at Yang He without fear and shouted, "Commander-in-Chief, you've obtained a rifle! It's an heirloom from the cavalry captain of the Yunzhou Garrison Battalion!"

Yang He's face darkened, and he sneered, "Hmph! This is the spoils I seized from the bandits! If that captain dares to step forward and admit that this thing is his, I will punish him severely on the spot and show no mercy! Do you understand the stakes involved?"

Zhang Jingwei puffed out his chest and answered firmly, "Of course I understand. But even so, the commander-in-chief tried to kill me with that spear just now! Yet, I am still standing here unharmed!"

Yang He's eyes were wide open as he glared at the person in front of him, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Do you think I dare not kill you?" His voice exploded in the air like thunder, rustling the surrounding leaves.

Zhang Jingwei, who was standing opposite him, was not afraid at all. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and responded: "Of course you dare, but you can't kill me!"

When Yang He heard this, his anger instantly ignited. He gripped the reins tightly. The warhorse under him seemed to sense his master's anger and stamped its hooves nervously. Yang He sneered and said, "Want to try?"

At this moment, Huangfu Changshui on the side quickly warned: "Stinky boy, I will settle your score later. Don't mess with him now. Let him go and let this matter go!" However, Zhang Jingwei ignored Huangfu Changshui's warning. Instead, he turned his gaze to Yang He and said provocatively: "General, you must be very curious about the material of that spear!"

Upon hearing this, Yang He was stunned for a moment, then he threw his head back and burst into laughter, his laughter echoing throughout the valley. "Hahahaha, I've led troops in battle for over thirty years, what kind of weapons haven't I seen? But even I can't guess the material of this spear! How could a young scholar like you know? You're just dreaming!"

Facing Yang He's ridicule, Zhang Jingwei calmly replied, "Of course I know! And I can even make it!"

Yang He's face darkened, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense, or I will punish you according to military law!"

Zhang Jingwei, however, was confident and continued, "I've only seen it once before. If the commander-in-chief lets me take a closer look, I can roughly determine what material it is made of!"

Yang He turned to look at Huangfu Changshui and snorted coldly, "Alright! Huangfu Changshui, you heard it with your own ears. He was the one who wanted to die. No wonder I am so cruel and ruthless!"

After saying that, he waved his arm and threw an exquisite box from his horse's back. The box drew an arc in the air and landed steadily on the ground.

Zhang Jingwei hurried forward, opened the box, and took out Gao Fei's fine steel spear. After looking at it carefully for a while, he put it in his mouth and took two bites.

Zhang Jingwei lowered his voice and muttered to himself, "There's absolutely no mistake. The bearing steel in the workshop—chromium alloy steel... In this era, who could possibly refine a rare metal like chromium? This... this is simply a fantasy!"

Huangfu Changshui, who was standing by, was completely confused and asked anxiously, "What on earth are you mumbling about? Can you explain it more clearly?"

Zhang Jingwei looked helpless, shook his head gently and said no more.

At this moment, the loyal Zhang Liu stepped forward and said to Zhang Jingwei, "Master, why don't you let me die in your place? I'm already quite old, and I've lived enough!"

Zhang Jingwei turned to look at Yang He and explained solemnly, "Sir, this is actually a very special alloy steel. It is carefully crafted from rare metals and suitable steel materials!"

Yang He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked questioningly, "Oh? In your opinion, are you capable of making it?"

Zhang Jingwei smiled wryly and replied, "Right now, I really don't have the ability, but in the future, maybe it will be possible!"

Upon hearing this, Yang He raised his head and burst into laughter. Then his face darkened and he said sternly, "Humph! You are such an ignorant brat! If that's the case, then prepare to die!"

However, at this critical moment, the prince suddenly shouted, "Uncle, let him go!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw three girls walking slowly behind the prince.

Seeing Huangfu Ling's figure, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but feel angry.