We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Hearing the old housekeeper's anxious words, Li Che quickly turned around, fearing that Hu Qiang would be reckless and cause trouble.

But Hu Qiang was seen standing in front of an iron pillar, gently stroking the stick, with a gleam in his eyes.

"Brave man, this is the load-bearing pillar of the warehouse, not a weapon!" the old man said hurriedly.

"Pillars?" Li Che also became curious. "Shouldn't pillars be made of wood or stone? Why are they made of iron?"

The old man hurried forward and stood in front of Hu Qiang.

After a slight sigh of relief, he spoke again, "Your Highness, this thing is not a pillar, but a trophy that my Highness snatched from the Hu people..."

The old man told the story of the iron pillar.

When the Yan army was just formed, the King of Yan was eager to make achievements, so he led an army deep into the grassland.

After finding a small Hu tribe, the Yan army defeated them with great ease and raided their lair.

This pillar was found in the center of the territory. It seemed to be regarded as some kind of totem and worshipped by the Hu people.

The young King of Yan was worrying about how to show off his military achievements. This totem was the perfect trophy, so he ordered his men to carry it away.

Unexpectedly, four burly soldiers were unable to lift it.

In the end, it was pulled back with the help of three war horses.

But this thing was too heavy to be used, and the King of Yan couldn't bear to melt it.

So it has been kept in this armory and used as a load-bearing column.

After listening to the old butler's story, Li Che became even more curious and walked forward and gently knocked on the iron pillar.

A crisp metallic sound was heard, and this thing was undoubtedly made of metal.

Looking more closely, the iron pillar was about three meters high and at least as thick as an adult's arm. It was definitely not something an ordinary person could hold, let alone use it as a weapon to kill the enemy.

Li Che shook his head secretly, thinking that this thing might be useless.

But seeing that Hu Qiang was very fond of it, like a child who had obtained a favorite thing, his heart softened:

"Father, is this the only load-bearing pillar in the house?"

The old butler hesitated for a moment and said, "That's not the case. There are three more."

"Why don't we let Ah Qiang try? If he can move it, we'll take it away. If he can't, we'll put it back where it was and let it continue to serve as a load-bearing pillar."

The old butler really couldn't refuse Li Che's face, so he could only reluctantly agree.

"Aqiang, go and give it a try." Li Che said to Hu Qiang.

Hu Qiang was overjoyed when he heard this. He took a step forward and saw that the man's palms were also unusually large, and he could actually hold the iron pillar with one hand.

With a little effort, dust from the roof fell down, startling the old housekeeper and shouting, "Slow down, slow down."

Hu Qiang didn't care about that. He pulled hard, pulled out the entire iron rod and held it in his hand.

Li Che was surprised and said, "You are really good, you can actually lift it."

The old butler next to him opened his mouth so wide that an egg could almost fit in.

Hu Qiang also laughed from ear to ear: "Your Highness, this place is too cramped for me to perform. Can we try outside?"

Li Che had no objection: "Let's go together, let's go together."

The three of them walked out of the armory and found the space was spacious.

Hu Qiang was seen lifting the iron pillar with both arms and swinging it in the air. Although it seemed a little slow at first, it still attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers.

As he got used to the weight of the iron pillar, he swung it faster and faster, and the iron pillar drew blurred tracks in the air, tearing the air and making a sharp whistling sound.

After a series of dazzling movements, Hu Qiang raised the iron pillar high and then slammed it to the ground.

After a loud bang, dust flew up and a deep pit appeared in the open space.

The soldiers who gathered were all dumbfounded, looking at Hu Qiang as if he were looking at a god.

With such divine power, one can defeat ten thousand enemies in a battle on the battlefield.

It is really like this: if you are held a little, you will die; if you are bumped a little, you will die; if you are hit a little, your skin will be broken; if you are scratched a little, your tendons will be injured.

Li Che was the first to come to his senses. After a few laughs, he said in a happy mood: "It really is Ah Qiang's natural weapon!"

"Old housekeeper, this pillar is useless if we keep it. How about giving it to us?"

Seeing Hu Qiang's extraordinary strength, the old housekeeper dared not to respond. If he angered that guy, he would be beaten into mud with a stick.

Li Che himself chose the long sword named Silence.

The sword is the weapon he is most familiar with. Although other weapons are also good, he doesn't know how to use them.

After coming out of seclusion, he will inevitably go into battle to kill the enemy. If he can find a famous teacher, he also wants to learn a long weapon that can be used immediately.

After choosing his weapons, Li Che said goodbye to the old housekeeper and walked towards the Horse Inspection Office.

Hu Qiang followed behind carrying the iron rod, his mouth grinning like a lotus.

"You brat." Li Che scolded with a smile, "You hold that stick like you're holding your wife, no one will fight with you for it."

"Hehe, Your Highness is so kind to me."

Li Che shook his head helplessly: "What's that? It's just a stick."

However, Hu Qiang's train of thought was different from the others: "If Your Highness takes a fancy to a woman, just tell me and I'll grab this big stick and get it for you."

Aqiang’s main theme is to repay kindness!

Li Che staggered when he heard this and almost fell down.

Looking at Hu Qiang's puzzled face, he was really angry and amused, and said unhappily: "Okay, okay, I'll find you when I need you."

A moment later, Li Che arrived at the gate of the Horse Inspection Office with a group of personal guards.

The Horse Supervision Office was an office directly under the imperial court, in charge of horse affairs throughout the country and statistics on horse conditions in various places.

Li Lin had already conveyed the order to the Horse Guards. As soon as Li Che arrived at the door, a sharp-eyed clerk came up to greet him, bowed and said:

"This humble official greets the Prince of Ninggu."

"Yeah." Li Che nodded, "Where's my horse?"

The official took one look at the big stick in Hu Qiang's hand and the murderous guards, and suddenly felt bitter in his heart.

Hesitantly, Ai Ai said, "Your Highness... this..."

Li Che glanced around and asked, "Why? Didn't the King of Yan inform you?"

"The King of Yan sent someone to say so. It's just that... I'm a lowly official and my words don't count. I'm only responsible for registering the horses. If you want to transfer the horses, you still need the permission of the Minister of the Court."

"What about your Si Cheng?" Li Che's tone was already filled with a hint of displeasure.

"Sir Si Cheng...he went to a banquet and I'm afraid he won't be back today." The official wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Li Che sneered immediately: "Did he go to the banquet a long time ago, or did he go to the banquet after receiving the order from King Yan?"

The official suddenly felt a murderous intent enveloping him, and fell to his knees with a thud:

"After receiving the order from King Yan...he went out."