253.Light and heavy infantry

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"Take stock of the battlefield!"

Zhang Qi roared in the canyon, then pulled out a short red flag from the edge of the saddle and waved it.

Above the canyon.

The gong sounded.

On the periphery of the battlefield, eighty real humans led two to three hundred pack horses and ran over quickly.

These people are the second generation people of Silonia.

Zhang Qi brought them out mainly to clean the battlefield.

As for fighting?

They don't have Zhang Qi's [Same Fate] skill. If one of them dies, it will be a real death. It is far less convenient than using NPC directly.

At the very least, NPC soldiers are worthless. Just kill one and train another one.

And it takes more than a year for these real people to have children again after they die, and it takes more than ten or twenty years for them to grow up. The time cost is too great.

The battle was over, and a dozen of the Khan's personal guards escorted several noble lords from the Northern Empire.

With luck, Pengton caught him immediately, and except for one or two of the other noble NPCs who escaped, the rest were also captured.

Zhang Qi clamped the hot-blooded horse's belly and came to Peng Dun and others.

Dull and godless.

Shaking his head, Zhang Qi asked a few real humans to look after them and stopped paying attention.

Now he is not a player who can only operate on the computer.

Once these lords were in his hands, there was basically no possibility of escaping back to their original power.

If you catch one, the power of other forces will be reduced by one point. This is why Zhang Qi is not in a hurry to unify Calradia, because it is really too simple.

Waited in this canyon for half an hour.

A young man trotted up to Zhang Qi and reported in a slightly fanatical tone.

"Your Majesty, we have collected one hundred and forty-seven sets of infantry armor from the legion, one hundred and thirty-three sets of iron armor, ninety-seven sets of leather armor, more than two hundred iron swords, seventy-three steel spears, and ninety crossbows. Seven of them, clothed in cloth, with wooden forks and long sticks, were unable to throw stones at them."

Zhang Qi nodded: "Take the armor and bring it back, and let the people from the second team continue to follow. You will come back when you get back, and he will lead you to find me."

Stretching out a hand, one of the Khan's personal guards left the team and came to the young man's side.

There were three teams of people cleaning the battlefield this time.

Each team of eighty people took turns following Zhang Qi to bring the loot back to their base.

Except for the three teams of people cleaning up the battlefield.

There are also three teams of traveling sentries, responsible for inquiring into the whereabouts of the nobles of the Northern Empire, and also serving as a lure for enemies.

Although these people are not as convenient as NPCs in fighting, they are much more useful than NPC soldiers in providing assistance.

No.

Click, click, click.

In front of the canyon, six sentries riding fast horses came quickly.

"Your Majesty, thirteen miles ahead, there are an army of one hundred and forty-three, and a noble general."

"Understood. Lead the way from the front. The first cleaning team will return, and the second and third teams will follow from afar."

"war!"

Zhang Qi roared, and the Khan's personal guards followed him and rushed forward.

The others, after a quick handover, followed Zhang Qi's orders, returning to those who returned, and keeping up with those who followed.

——

Qingzhou.

Jinan County.

Tai County.

A wealthy businessman's residence.

It is said to be a house, but there is no plaque or sign on the porch.

In the courtyard.

A man who was over half a hundred years old and very wealthy knocked on the door of the inner house with his waist bent.

"Mr. Lang, it's time for us to set off."

In front of the bronze mirror, Xinyang put the last strand of hair on his hairpin, stood up and said to the door: "I know."

For the last time, Xinyang took one last look at himself in the bronze mirror, sighed softly, and made his whole body softer.

Push the door open.

The sun shone on Xinyang's alluring face, and even the wealthy businessman waiting for him outside the door couldn't help but feel his heart beat a little faster.

With a slight cough from the two boys, the wealthy businessman woke up and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Mr. Xinlang, we are going to enter Hanoi County via Luoshui, and then from Hanoi to Chang'an. The journey is long, so please be prepared."

"It doesn't matter, I've already predicted it. Let's set off soon. It's hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard. Since you are ready, let's set off."

Following Mr. Sang's greeting, boxes one by one were carried out of the house by the servants.

Outside the house, more than a dozen carriages were waiting. When they saw someone coming out, the grooms rushed forward to help.

After a while, the carriage started moving.

In the carriage, Xinyang sat alone, looking out the window. Over there was the direction of home.

After spending a month, Xinyang received a lot of training in Xuanhusi, including deportment, facial expressions, and many things that were not common to outsiders but were difficult to understand.

In short, that month was very tight, and he hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

Later, under the operation of the spies who spun the web, he came to Qingzhou and was arranged to live in Sang Lao's home, replacing the identity of Sang Lao's son. As for Sang Lao's son, he went to Liaoning first and settled in advance.

This time, in addition to maneuvering himself into Liu Che's sight, Sang Lao was also a part of the plan. In order to make the plan more smooth, Sang Lao wanted to become a representative of the merchants of the Han Dynasty and support Liu Che with all his wealth in fighting the Huns.

In this way, his appearance will not appear abrupt. As for how to make Liu Che fall in love with him,

Xinyang pursed his lips, but he was not completely sure.

There is too little information about Liu Che now, and Chang'an's informants cannot get close to Chang'an Palace. All that can be used for reference are some things dictated by his master.

It is somewhat useful for the overall situation, but it doesn't help much with how to get close to Liu Che.

"We can only take one step at a time."

Sighing, Xinyang leaned on the soft side of the carriage and closed his eyes.

The road is still long, and if I don’t have two months to go, I won’t be able to reach Chang’an.

——

"rise!"

"call!"

"fall!"

"ha!"

The main camp of the Zhuxuan Army.

After nearly two months of training, the more than 6,000 heavily armored troops formed by miners, laborers and other powerful people are finally able to wear full sets of heavy armor for training.

A set of armor.

The total weight is 70 kilograms.

Cannot be worn by non-athletic people.

In the school grounds, six thousand armored soldiers of the Zhuxuan Army were doing simple squatting movements amidst the sound of the leader Xiong Zhen's drills.

This is also an attempt to test the flexibility of this set of heavy armor. If this set of heavy armor cannot even perform squatting movements, then Xiong Zhen will still have to continue reporting to the armor masters of the Water Forge.

The current Zhuxuan Army is still too immature. Although these soldiers have a good foundation and can still move when wearing heavy armor, their tactical movements are too sparse.

Well, this can be considered as being familiar with how to complete various tactical actions in full armor in advance, which will also be helpful in the future.

Practice for a moment, rest for a moment.

Wearing more than 70 kilograms of heavy armor, they have bid farewell to protracted warfare forever.

The positioning of the Zhuxuan Army at the beginning of its establishment was to be like heavy cavalry, used to have the final say.

"It's three o'clock!"

The time teller in the army who was in charge of the time scale rang the iron bell.

Xiong Yan finished the last squat and stood up.

Yes, he himself was a member of the training.

After getting up, Xiong Yan ordered.

"Disarm! Disband. In the afternoon, siege drill!"

"promise!"

In the school grounds, more than 10,000 people came running in. They worked in groups of two to help the soldiers of the Zhuxuan Army, who were wearing heavy armor, remove their armor.

These people are auxiliary soldiers.

A light infantry unit belonging to the Zhuxuan Army.

Equipped with only a steel helmet, a half breastplate, greaves for the limbs, a leather shield and a short spear, they are responsible for assisting the heavy infantry in wearing armor, reconnaissance, and coordinated operations.

This time the army expanded, and the Xuan Xuan army was also among them. However, Xiong Xuan had a trick. His 6,000 heavy infantry remained unchanged, and he only recruited 12,000 auxiliary troops.

(End of chapter)