Chapter 667 Competition
Horse riding and archery is Liu Hun's specialty.
Suxi Bingliang's bow has three plain branches on the left and two horseshoes on the right (both are arrow targets).
Before shooting the arrow, he was still in the mood to do some horsemanship on the galloping horse.
Hold the horse's neck with his left hand, bend down, move left and right, and make various thrilling movements. Several times, everyone exclaimed, thinking that he would fall off the horse.
When he saw him sitting upright on the horse again, there was another loud cheer.
Feng Yong, who was sitting in the main seat, saw that the soldiers around him were in high spirits, and he nodded involuntarily. Without stirrups on both sides, Liu Hun could perform such an action on horseback. big.
Feng Yongzheng was thinking this, and saw that Liu Hun finally began to deliberately control the horse's speed. When the horse's speed slowed down, the string control sound sounded, three arrows on the left, two arrows on the right, and one more arrow on the five arrow targets that were raised. arrow.
"good!"
“Color!”
There was another bang.
Liu Hun is the most powerful person in horseback riding skills that Feng Yong has ever seen. Yang Wanwan's riding skills may be comparable to him, but his archery skills are definitely not comparable.
Zhao Guang's archery skills can surpass him, but he is far inferior to him on horseback.
Liu Hun rode his horse in a circle, returned to the coach's stage, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, the general has finished shooting. Please review it."
Feng Yong glanced at Guan Ji, who was dressed as a man.
Guan Ji's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly, "Liu's riding skills are rarely matched by others, so I will admit defeat in this match."
Then he turned around again, cupped his fists and said, "Please let us compete in the next round."
Guan Ji gave up so easily, not only Liu Hun was stunned, but even Feng Yong was a little surprised.
The result spread quickly, and there was another burst of cheers and slight boos.
In the army, the brave advance and the cowards retreat.
Retreating without a fight will be looked down upon.
Feng Yong's face was a little unnatural. Although they may not know that Guan Zong was his subordinate, so they booed, but Feng Yong also glanced at Guan Ji with some worry.
Seeing that her expression did not change, I felt a little relieved.
At the same time, a sense of comfort arose in my heart. From this, we can see that in the army, courage is valued more than cowardice, and military morale can be used.
Guan Ji stood up calmly and walked towards the Detachment of Women standing in the corner of the field.
The Women's Army is not as well-controlled as Guan Ji, and almost everyone's face is filled with anger.
“I’m afraid Liu Hun will lose this time.”
Zhang Xingyi, who was sitting behind Feng Yong, suddenly said something.
When Feng Yong heard this, he turned his head in surprise and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
This is not a military camp, just a temporary open space.
Moreover, this competition is also semi-entertainment in nature. Not only the idle soldiers in the army can come and watch, but some Qiang and Hu Qushuai even got permission and led their people to occupy one side of the venue.
Zhang Xingyi, Li Mu and Amei, after learning about this competition, also came to join in the fun.
However, they did not show up blatantly, they just sat or stood behind Feng Yong.
"I know very well that my sister is a person. If she is not sure, she will never agree to compete with Liu Hun. She lost the last match, and she will definitely win this one with all her strength."
"From a military perspective, everyone on my sister's side is very angry. It's the time when military morale is at its peak. I saw Liu Hun, who had just won an easy victory, and his face was already filled with pride."
"Looking at the troops he led, although their morale was high, their formations were a little scattered and far from as orderly as the guards under my sister's command. It can be seen that there must be contempt over there, and arrogant soldiers will be defeated. It’s visible!”
After Zhang Xingyi said this, even Zhang Ni, who was standing next to Feng Yong as a temporary referee, knew it was not polite, but he still couldn't help but look behind Feng Yong.
Each of the women around the king seems to be different from the others.
Needless to say, Mrs.
It goes without saying that Li Mu, even Zhang Yi who had been in the army had heard about the name of Lady Mu in Nanxiang.
From the beginning of the Northern Expedition to the time when the prince Dingpingxiang was appointed as the governor of the Qiang Protectorate, the army never lacked food and clothing, and Mu Niangzi was indispensable.
Even Mrs. Mei is a master of arithmetic, and now she has taken Wei Langjun's place.
Now that the young lady of this family can speak so orderly before the two armies are fighting, could it be that... she is a person who knows the art of war?
Zhang Yi was thinking wildly when he saw Feng Yong suddenly sit up straight, stretched his neck and looked down, and said "Huh" in his mouth.
“Why does this military formation look familiar?”
Feng Yong muttered.
Hearing this, Zhang Yi quickly looked at the soldiers led by Liu Hun, and saw that it was the most common square formation in the army. It was natural that they looked familiar.
However, when he looked at the women's army led by his wife, he couldn't help but said, "It does look familiar."
The two of them looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Feng Yong couldn't help but stood up and touched his chin, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.
Although, I am not qualified in commanding military formations, it is just because my hands are disabled, but my eyes are not blind.
The formation formed by the Detachment of Women was obviously not a common formation in the army, but why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?
Although there are only a hundred maids brought by Guan Ji this time, they are quite complete with swords, guns, shields and spears.
These female maids are actually under Feng Yong's quota.
Speaking of the Han Dynasty’s most numerous tribes, they are all left over from Liu Bei’s era.
For example, Mr. Zhao, Liu Yan, or Li Yan.
They were either veterans who had followed Liu Bei from the beginning, or they had made contributions to Liu Bei's establishment long ago and held high positions of power.
At that time, especially the generals who guarded one side, the units they could have in private were basically in units of thousands.
Take Mengda as an example. When he surrendered to Cao Wei, he had more than 4,000 tribes.
As for when the Han system began to be standardized, the number of subordinates that generals could have began to be limited.
Feng Yong is now considered to hold a lot of power and is still on the front line. He legally owns three hundred troops, which is already considered a lot.
The guard of Yong'an Palace, Chen Dao, only had a few hundred troops.
However, Feng Yong's tribe has never been full of members and has been maintained at around 150 people.
Even if we include the Detachment of Women, it still does not exceed the standard.
Seeing them working as a team, each running around, matching front and back, left and right, flowing slowly like water, Feng Yong took a breath as if it was toothache, and suddenly shouted, "Amei, get me a pen and paper Come!"
In ancient military formations, the directions were basically replaced by the symbols in the Book of Changes. Each direction had its own specific color, which was used to represent the battalions in each direction, and was coordinated with golden drums, gongs and other things for command.
The reason why Feng Yong was unable to command was because he needed to convert these symbols into words and numbers that he was familiar with before he could react.
Once you have made a decision, you have to convert your intention again and turn it into the military terminology of this era before passing it on.
Let alone conducting, even if it is learning, it is almost the same process.
For example, it is Ximen, which represents the north and is black in color.
And Feng Tudi always has to subconsciously count on his fingers for a long time, what color is this north? Which door is it coming from? How many beats should the drum beat be?
This is just like later generations of Chinese people learning English. No matter how much they learn, they are still English on paper. Their spoken English is always very poor and they cannot communicate normally with foreigners.
However, the thinking of later generations also gave Feng Yong a unique understanding of military formations that was not available in this era.
That is the allocation of different weapons in the military formation to various squads. It is actually based on a mathematical model in order to achieve the best coordination.
Amei has always had a good habit of carrying a pen and paper, because Pingxiang has many things that she needs to jot down temporarily, so as not to forget to remind Feng Yong.
Feng Yong took the pen and paper handed over by Amei, looked at the Detachment of Women’s Army formation below, and wrote and drew quickly.
There were not many 100 people. Circles, boxes, triangles, etc., representing different teams, were quickly drawn.
Contact has begun over there.
Liu Hun was a Huns, so he naturally had no chance to learn the Han military formations.
After following Feng Yong, he has always been leading the army at the front, so at most he only knows the most basic military formations in the army.
This can be seen from the simplest square matrix listed in the next chapter.
As for the Detachment of Women's Army formation he faced, he saw Guan Ji constantly giving orders, and each team's advance and retreat were organized in an orderly manner, like flowing clouds and flowing water. It was very smooth. It was obvious at a glance that it was a high-end military formation.
Feng Yonglian drew several pictures and looked through them back and forth. His expression changed and he couldn't help but murmured, "Isn't this the Eight Formation Picture?"
He raised his head and looked down at the field, only to hear a shout, "Kill!"
Some troops rushed into the battle, and soon some people fell to the ground. On the battlefield, those who fell to the ground were either dead or wounded.
The two sides are worthy of contact, and the superior and inferior will be judged accordingly.
Of course, one hundred people cannot form a complete eight-array diagram. Guan Ji only took the front side and skipped the other directions.
Feng Yong drew a rough outline of the other seven directions on the paper, and an eight-array diagram appeared in front of him.
Liu Hun off the court was already anxious and rushed over from behind, hoping to use his own strength to turn the tide.
It's just that this is a drill, not a battle of life and death. There are no horses charging, and Guan Ji reacts very quickly. Only when Liu Hun forced a gap, there were several tall women in the formation, and they all rushed forward. It was easy to block the wooden gun in Liu Hun's hand.
It is true that all the chapters have gone through life and death battles, but the women's army brought by Guan Ji is also not easy to deal with.
Except for a few special ones, although most of the others are a little short, almost everyone is dark and strong. Feng Yong knew at a glance that they were female warriors from the Zhurong tribe.
That is a southern barbarian girl who was born in a barbaric land and lived with wild beasts in the plagued land.
They also participated in the war back then. Judging from the ruthless movements of their hands at this time, they may have seen blood.
Looking back at those troops, they were originally looking down upon them, but when they saw that they were women, they became a little lighter. In addition, the women's army advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and they were fighting on their own, so it would be strange not to suffer a big loss.
The reason why they did not collapse suddenly was because of their proud discipline and organization.
If they were facing ordinary soldiers of this era, they might still have a chance to stand up, but they are facing a women's army with the same discipline and organization.
Guan Ji has been training the Detachment of Women for two years, and Feng Yong personally helped to revise the code of conduct, so the Detachment of Detachment is on par with the army in this regard.
For a moment, Buqu was caught off guard, and his horse fell on his back, unable to resist.
The situation at the scene first caused the people around to exclaim, and then burst into laughter.
Even Li Mu, who was the most particular about his appearance, couldn't help but lower his head and laugh out loud.
Zhang Yi's face was a bit ugly. He walked to Feng Yong and whispered, "Junhou, please stop?"
Feng Yong nodded, "Let them stop."
Seeing Zhang Ni's expression again, she knew that he was angry at him for not fighting. He smiled with relief and handed over the paper in his hand, "Liu Hun did not lose unjustly. What Madam used was the Eight Formation Diagram created by the Prime Minister."
"In today's world, only the Tiger Infantry that can block Cao Cao's elite cavalry can practice this kind of military formation. I didn't expect that my wife would be able to do it."
Feng Yongyue said, his mouth grinning even wider, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
At the same time, she sighed in her heart, Huang Yueying seemed to really treat Xijun as her biological daughter.
If this formation was not obtained from Huang Yueying, where else could it be?
Feng Yong thought about it and said, "They underestimated the enemy just now. It would be good for them to learn a lesson, otherwise they would really think that they are invincible."
Now his officers and men generally have a higher self-confidence than before the Northern Expedition.
Feng Yong knew that this was inevitable.
After all, as soon as he came out of the Novice Village, he was blocked and knocked down a hall of the enemy guild without any damage, and then fought a **** battle with the elites led by the opponent's elders to not fall behind.
At the same time, other elders in the gang captured other halls, and finally followed the deputy gang leader to fight in Longxi and cut off the Weishui River.
A series of brilliant operations made everyone in the guild shout "666", and they were also personally rewarded by the guild leader (a box of fabric tickets).
It is impossible to say that they have no pride.
It is a good thing for the army to have confidence, but it is dangerous if it goes too far, so it is good to let Guan Ji suppress it a little.
The troops around Feng Yong are also organized in the army, and they are also elite personal guards.
It can be said that the tribe led by Liu Hun lost due to carelessness, which was also a slap in the face to the army.
The two sides in the field received military orders and quickly began to withdraw from the field. Some of the fallen people could not stand up on their own and needed to be supported by their colleagues. This shows how ruthless the women's army was.
Feng Yong sat back again.
“Brother, who do you think will win the next game?”
Zhang Xingyi was very interested when he saw that his previous prediction had been verified, so he leaned over and asked again.
“Of course it’s Xijun.”
Feng Yong answered without hesitation.
"Why?" Zhang Xingyi said with some dissatisfaction, "Liu Hun is a barbarian, and the barbarians are very good at fighting! It's impossible for my sister to end up in person, right?"
It is naturally impossible for Guan Ji to end up competing with others in public.
Feng Yong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xingyi, but when he saw the smile on her cheeks and the dazzling light, a burst of electricity ran through his heart, "How about we make a bet?"
“Okay!” Zhang Xingyi readily agreed, “I bet my sister’s side will win!”
Feng Tibi's expression froze.
“Say, what’s the bet?”
Zhang Xingyi, however, did not want to let Feng Yong go and asked after him.
“I thought about it, gambling is not a good thing, so I might as well forget it.”
Feng Yong started to play tricks.
Zhang Xingyi’s expression became angry, he said “poof” and cursed, “No coward!”
Feng Yong pretended not to hear.
At this time, I saw the women's army outside the field spreading out through a passage, and a mountain of meat rumbled into the field, shouting at the camp of the tribe, "Who wants to compete with me?"
Causing a slight commotion among everyone.
Zhu Rong tribe's Mountain-shaking Woman, if Guan Ji doesn't know where its weakness is, she may not be able to take it down without any injuries.
According to Feng Yong's estimation, if someone else gave them some kind of medicinal soup, it would probably be the famous Yellow Turban Hercules.
While everyone was talking, no one noticed that Liu Hun's eyes flickered a little, and his face looked a little solemn, as if he had remembered something.
(End of this chapter)