The hundreds of new troops were extremely excited to select their own magic weapons, with eager eyes filled with eagerness and anticipation.
But the Imperial Guards who worked so hard to transport these large wooden boxes containing "my equipment" were only envious and greedy, and every one of them seemed to be swallowing their saliva.
In fact, there is no need to choose the new army. These magic weapons are exactly the same in terms of specifications, size, weight, etc.
But curiosity is like this. Even though you already have a brand new one in your hand, you still want to see if the one in other people's hands is better than your own.
It wasn't until Wei Liao coughed on purpose that the new army soldiers held their "weapons" neatly and formed a square formation under Zhang Yong's command.
There was chaos just now, but in the blink of an eye, a majestic and murderous array appeared in front of everyone.
Ying Zheng looked at the new army that was finally equipped with magic soldiers. He felt ecstatic in his heart and couldn't help stepping forward and loudly said: "Soldiers, from today on, you are the upright new army. This new army will definitely It continues to grow, and you are the pillars of this new army. You must also shoulder your mission and protect this glory!"
"Long live, long live..." the new army soldiers shouted in unison.
After the noise passed, Ying Zheng continued to shout loudly: "Now that it has been formally formed, from today on, your new army will be named 'our army', and each of you will be a member of the 'our army'" Your 'my soldiers' must also be inseparable from your own magic soldiers. From now on, you will call yourself 'me', do you understand?"
"Understood!" the new army officers replied in unison.
This method was suggested by Sima Jie to Ying Zheng before. The purpose was to make the enemy soldiers frightened just by hearing his name.
"Okay!" Ying Zheng deliberately lengthened his voice and said, "I want to see the results of your training, so prepare yourself."
"Follow the king's order!" Zhang Yong replied loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yong directed "our army" to the training ground in an orderly manner, followed closely by Ying Zheng, Meng Wu and others.
I saw the "our soldiers" quickly divided into two columns, and then they intertwined and circled like two long dragons.
Zhang Yong holds a red flag in his left hand and a yellow flag in his right hand, changing up and down, left and right, and waving flags.
The hundreds of "our soldiers" changed their formations according to the flags. Although it was only the first time to practice with "my weapon" in the field, it felt like these soldiers were no strangers to the feeling of "my weapon".
Ying Zheng didn't quite understand the mystery of the changes in this formation, but when he saw Meng Wu couldn't help nodding, he must have thought that this formation must be quite subtle.
Wei Liao seemed to see what Ying Zheng was thinking, so he walked closer and said: "Your Majesty, practicing the formation in this way will not have much effect. Why not send some sergeants to fight with 'our army' How about sparring?"
"Well, okay, then call the guards who carried the box just now." Ying Zheng said.
Someone trotted to summon the imperial guards who stayed in the courtyard and were sorting wooden boxes.
These Imperial Guards, about one hundred and forty in number, heard King Qin's summons and followed him into the training ground.
Ying Zheng said to Song Shan, the leader of the Thousand Captains: "Take your men, take the guys, and go to compete with the new army, but just stop at the key points and pay attention to safety."
"Follow the king's order." Song Shan said with cupped hands.
As soon as the guards heard about the competition, they all geared up and showed off their swords. Some of them even sharpened their scabbards, probably because they were afraid that the swords would become dull after being unused for too long.
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"Our army" also opened up its posture and confronted the Imperial Guards.
It was said that the two sides were fighting, but there were only more than 200 people from both sides together, which gave the impression that it was more like a group fight.
Song Shan, the commander of the Imperial Guard, roared and rushed over with his men.
In a frontal attack, "my weapon" will have the advantage, because "my weapon" has a larger area and can act as a shield. If there are multiple people defending, it will be difficult to be hurt by the opponent.
Just as the Imperial Guards rushed forward, they saw the formation of "our army" suddenly change. The people in the middle retreated, and the people next to them came forward, and then moved diagonally to the outside, intending to join their own wings.
A blink of an eye
Husband, the Imperial Guard was quickly divided into three sections.
Captain Song Shan saw that the situation was not good and ordered all the imperial guards to break through the enemy's formation and assemble again forward.
However, the formation of "our army" was not that fragile. Under strict defense, they relied on the weight of "our weapon" to knock off the sabers of the attacking Imperial Guards one after another.
Thanks to this being a drill, if it were on a real battlefield, I'm afraid it wouldn't just be the weapons in my hands that would be knocked off.
The Praetorian Guards, who had lost their weapons, stopped attacking, but they were surrounded and unable to move.
In an instant, the weapons in the hands of the Imperial Guards were knocked to the ground one after another. Finally, after the weapons of the Guards Commander were knocked down, all the Guards stopped resisting.
Great embarrassment hung on Song Shan's face.
You know, the Imperial Guard is one of a hundred elites, selected from the elite, specifically to protect the safety of the royal family in the palace, and he is a captain of thousands who specifically protects Ying Zheng. Now that he was defeated in an instant, where can he put his face?
The Imperial Guards, who were so powerful just now, suddenly became like eggplants beaten by frost, with their heads and heads drooping.
Ying Zheng smiled, waved his hand, and walked over.
The soldiers of "our army" retreated one after another. Only then did the Imperial Guards pick up their fallen weapons again, and all of them still had pale faces.
"How is it, Song Shan." Ying Zheng looked at the commander and said, "Are you convinced?"
Song Shan cupped his hands and said: "We have known about the bravery of this 'my weapon' for a long time, but we never thought that it would be defeated so quickly. It seems that in order to deal with the new weapons, we really need to study some countermeasures."
"Indeed, this battle ended too quickly, and we haven't had enough of it." Ying Zheng paused and said, "Why don't you bring all your men over, let's go up together with the cavalry and infantry, and try again."
Song Shan frowned, as if he wanted to save some face: "Your Majesty, if the cavalry is allowed to go into battle, I'm afraid they won't be able to use it here."
Ying Zheng said with great interest: "Then go to the military field outside the east city gate."
Everyone in the Meng family, including Meng Wu, wanted to see the excitement, so they gathered around Ying Zheng and came to the military field outside the east gate.
Song Shan gathered his thousand men and horses, two hundred cavalry, and five hundred infantry in full formation. Even the three hundred crossbowmen threw away their long bows and crossbows, raised their long swords and glared at each other.
Thousands of people versus hundreds of people, this is a crushing force on any battlefield. Maybe there is no need to fight, and the side with fewer people will have surrendered.
However, no one of the two sides facing each other dared to judge which side would win. Even the Imperial Guards themselves, who always had a sense of superiority, were not completely sure.
As soon as the two sides formed a stance, they saw another group of people galloping towards the city gate.
The person leading the team was Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei heard that Ying Zheng went to the Meng Mansion after returning to Xianyang, so he brought his people out to meet him. However, when he arrived at the Meng Mansion, he heard that a group of people had gone to the military field, so he followed him here.
"Your Majesty!" Lu Buwei shouted while still some distance away.
Ying Zheng took a few steps forward on his horse and said, "Father Zhong, I am back."
"Haha, just come back." Lu Buwei had already walked closer and said with a smile, "I heard that the king brought back a lot of black fire oil from the Kingdom of Zhao, but I didn't expect that he would even bring back the magic weapons so quickly. ”
"Thanks to Lord Tingwei and Jing Jiaban, otherwise, the bet I made with Wei Liao would have been lost," Ying Zheng said.
"That may not happen." Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes and said, "The formation developed by Wei Liao still needs to be tested. If the effect is not ideal, how can we say that we have won the bet?"
Ying Zheng said with a smile: "Since Father Zhong has come by such a coincidence, why not wait and see together."
"Okay, let's see together how powerful this formation is." Lu Buwei looked at the military field, as if he was not very optimistic about the new formation created by Wei Liao.
Ying Zheng nodded, and then signaled the two sides to start competing.
Although the Imperial Guards had grudges, they did not test too much. The cavalry slowed down in front and the infantry accelerated in the back. The front and rear speeds were consistent and they approached "our army".
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Seeing "our army" side, when the flag language changed, the phalanx instantly changed into the shape of the word "mountain". When the opponent's cavalry still had about fifty steps left, the two sides suddenly moved forward, and then surrounded the center.
The advantages of cavalry lie in frontal impact and rapid flexibility.
Since they had to take care of the infantry behind them, the cavalry in front of the Guards was not very fast, so they lacked impact.
The side of the horse has no defensive capabilities, which is the weakness of the cavalry.
A good formation can certainly defeat the enemy, but the key to victory depends on small-scale tactics and a multi-faceted overall strategy.
Obviously, Wei Liao has applied these points to the extreme.
Seeing that the cavalry's weakness had been suppressed, Song Shan ordered an attack forward to reverse the unfavorable situation.
But he didn't expect this to happen, and just in line with Wei Liao's plan, he saw the formation of "our army" changing again. The soldiers in the back row opened two gaps, seemingly to let the cavalry pass.
But when the cavalry approached, the soldiers on both sides leaned down on the ground and aimed their shield blades at the horses' legs.
Seeing that the road was impassable, Song Shan hurriedly ordered the cavalry to stop, and the infantry behind him quickly came to rescue.
Unexpectedly, "our army" changed its formation again, blocking the infantry from the middle and completely surrounding the cavalry.
The cavalry of the Imperial Guard could not charge even if they charged, nor could they cut down. It was really uncomfortable.
Seeing this, Song Shan had no choice but to order all the cavalry to dismount to meet the enemy.
If the cavalry dismounts to fight, the value of the cavalry's existence is lost, and the cavalry's face is also lost.
But there was no way, Song Shan didn't want to admit defeat yet.
But even so, the infantry behind them could not attack and could not meet the cavalry. The cavalry did not care about the people but the horses, and the horses did not care about the people.
So far, the Imperial Guard has been defeated.
If this was a real battlefield, and the Imperial Guards could use their crossbows and give it a go, "our army" might not necessarily be their opponents. After all, the difference in numbers was too huge.
Ying Zheng looked at Wei Liao with a smile and said, "Okay, stop, this scene is really exciting, let the soldiers take a rest."
Wei Liao responded and sent an order to Zhang Yong to withdraw "our troops."
"Hahaha..." Lu Buwei laughed from the side, "It's breathtaking, so exciting!"
"After Father Zhong has finished watching, do you still have any questions?" Ying Zheng looked at Lu Buwei and asked.
"No more, no more." Lu Buwei seemed to be happy from the bottom of his heart, "The king is vigorously developing the new army, and the old minister is extremely happy."
"As long as Father Zhong likes it." Ying Zheng turned his head and said to Wei Liao, "Sir Guo Wei, what kind of formation is used by our army?"
Ying Zheng deliberately called Wei Liao "Guowei" to hint to Lu Buwei that he had promoted Wei Liao to an official position.
"Back to the king." Wei Liao cupped his hands and said, "The foundation of this formation is learned from family traditions and inherited from the "Yin Fu" written by senior Guiguzi."
Lu Buwei's brows moved, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.
"'Yin Fu'?" Ying Zheng thought for a while and said, "I've heard of this. It is said that this classic originated from the Yellow Emperor and was later handed down. Gui Guzi re-edited it, so..."
Before he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's heart tightened.
Wait, it’s the Yellow Emperor’s inheritance again.
So does "my weapon".
"Yin Fu" is the same.
No wonder this formation and the divine weapon fit so well.
Could it be that the Yellow Emperor at that time used this formation to play the role of "my weapon"?
Or maybe the Yellow Emperor discovered "My Instrument" and "Yin Talisman" together in that ancient ruins?
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Wei Liao asked when he saw Ying Zheng was stunned.
Only then did Ying Zheng come back to his senses: "Oh, it's okay. I was thinking that the name "Yin Fu" does not seem to be suitable for 'my weapon'."
"It's better that the king gives a suitable name to the formation of 'our army'." Wei Liao said.
Ying Zheng thought for a moment, then looked at the shield blade in the distant soldier's hand, and said slowly: "Let's call it Qi Men Dun Jia."
