"Brother Wang, second brother, are you ready? Okay, I'm going to beat the drum!"
This cheerful voice was made by Wu Xiaotuo, the trouble-making beauty of Wu Guogui's family. Today's competition was caused by her. But instead of feeling ashamed, she was very happy. Now she saw Wu Sangui, Wu Yingqi, Wu Guogui, Xia Guoxiang, Hu Guozhu, Zhang Guozhu, Wang Pingfan, Ma Bao, Wang Fuchen, Qi Sansheng, Gao Dejie and others all coming to watch the fun. Of course He became even more excited, and even took the initiative to ask Wu Sangui to play drums to cheer him up.
Wu Sangui also doted on this little fairy. He actually waved his hand and asked someone to bring a big drum for Wu Xiaotuo to play.
At this time, Wang Zhongxiao had put on a suit of armor specially designed for horseback riding competitions. The outside of the armor was wrapped in cowhide, and the inside was made of a thick layer of cotton padding. He also had a small cotton hat and a hard leather helmet on his head. .
This set of protective gear was put on for Wang Zhongxiao by Wang Fuchen, the bastard father. He was still checking it now, looking here and there, without stopping, and whispered over and over again: " Little bastard, you have to save your hands when we fight later, Wu Laoer is the grandson of King Pingxi no matter what, don’t break it!"
"Don't worry, daddy, that kid is rough and thick-skinned, so he can't be beaten!"
"Hey, you two have been good friends since you were little. You have been with me more than once. Now you can't fall out over a maid. This is not something that the men of our old Wang family can do. Your brother is not included, it's just us. Are you afraid that no young lady will like them with their looks? Why are you and Wu Laoer fighting over each other?"
Wang Zhongxiao looked helpless, spread his hands, and whispered: "Dad, how can I compete with Wu Er for a woman? But... you also know, I am so good-looking, little ladies. There is no one who is not fascinated by me when they see me. And as you know, the people of the old Wu family can only be so angry as to be beautiful!"
"Shhhhh..." Wang Fuchen immediately became nervous and almost covered Wang Zhongxiao's mouth, "Don't say these nonsense! King Pingxi will be angry, and maybe someone will be killed!"
As he spoke, Wang Fuchen waved his hand and made a beheading gesture.
Wang Zhongxiao shrank his neck and thought that this matter was indeed a taboo under the Pingxi King. Wu Sangui, an old man, is not a little treacherous, but he will definitely be in trouble with anyone who dares to mention the idea of "getting angry for a beauty".
But fortunately, the Wang family and his son spoke softly, and Wu Sangui's ears were probably not that sharp due to the bustle in the competition arena.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
At this time, the drums suddenly sounded. When Wang Zhongxiao heard the news, he saw Wu Xiaotuo, dressed in white clothes, swinging two mallets and hitting the leather drum hard. The drum beat became more and more urgent, one after another.
"This little girl is pretty cool!" Wang Zhongxiao couldn't help but praise her.
Wang Fuchen on the side also took a look, but didn't seem to see clearly, so he took out a telescope and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he nodded and said: "It's really interesting, not bad...eh. , this Wu Xiaotuo, who looks like Wu Guogui’s daughter, has turned into a beauty in the blink of an eye! Little bastard, are you falling in love with her again? "
"No, no," Wang Zhongxiao immediately shook his head, "I haven't even looked carefully yet!"
After saying this, he strode toward a red-coated war horse not far away that was over four feet three inches tall at the shoulder. The name of this war horse is "Red Horse", which sounds similar to "Red Rabbit", but in fact it is far worse than Red Rabbit. It is only considered tall among the dwarf Mongolian horses.
When Wang Zhongxiao got on his horse, his group of companions, including the armed master Yu Deshui, Wang Dabao Wang Zhongxian, the cannon-wielding Wang Dapao Wang Zhongyi, the little plum Li Jixiang, the horseman Wang Quan, and the book boy Wang An, had already mentioned it. They mounted their respective war horses with bamboo poles.
Wang Zhongxiao also took a two-foot-long bamboo pole from one of Wang Fuchen's soldiers and danced vigorously. It was a pity that the branches and leaves on the top of the bamboo pole were cut off, otherwise there would be no need for today's competition. .
Moreover, once the bamboo pole sways, the branches and leaves on the top will also sway together, sweeping up, down, left and right, and may be able to sweep away the arrows fired by the enemy.
But even if those branches and leaves cannot sweep away the enemy's arrows, Wang Zhongxiao still has a shield that can protect his vital parts. After sitting firmly on the horse, Wang Zhongxiao raised his bamboo pole and waved it. The horsemen who were scattered around all brushed the Pegasus and came over. With Wang Zhongxiao as the center, they formed a horizontal formation that could almost touch their knees. Everyone holds a bridle in their right hand and a spear in their left hand, with the spear head pointing upward.
At the same time, about 250 steps away, Wu Shijue had already raised his gun and mounted his horse, forming a horizontal line with six other Wu family servants. But compared with Wang Zhongxiao's horizontal team, his team was too loose. Moreover, the carbines they used were shorter than the bamboo poles of Wang Zhongxiao and others. The carbines used by Pingxi Fan were two feet long. It's not short among carbines, but it's still a lot worse than its opponent's bamboo pole, which is two feet smaller.
Although the power of this short gun is weak during impact, it is convenient for performing spear skills on horseback. The gun can be held with both hands for assassination, brandishing, and shooting. Therefore, Wu Shijue felt that he had no chance of winning. As long as he could withstand Wang Zhongxiao's wave, he would be sure to win.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
Wu Xiaotuo sounded the second drum at this time.
This is the signal for both sides to start attacking!
Wang Zhongxiao looked around. The team was very neat. It seemed that the training these days was not in vain. However, except for himself, Wang Zhongxian and Wang Zhongyi, the rest of this group's horse riding skills are quite average. So Wang Zhongxiao placed himself in the middle, with Wang Zhongxian on the far right and Wang Zhongyi on the far left.
He looked at Wu Shijue and his men opposite, and formed a loose formation, with each man holding a Zhang Er Cavalry with the gun tip removed. They all hold the bridle in their left hand, hold the gun under their right arm, and raise the tip of the gun upward in a crescent moon gesture - this is the first standard style of horseback spearmanship in the "Yang Family Spear Book" handed down from the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, Wu Shijue suddenly roared and started to advance with his cavalry.
Wang Zhongxiao silently estimated the distance between the two sides, and then said loudly: "30 steps at a slow pace, 30 steps at a quick pace, 30 steps at a trot...then flatten the bamboo pole and run forward at a fast pace!"
"嗻!"
Several people below shouted together.
Wang Zhongxiao roared again: "Go forward! Walk slowly!"
With the sound of horse hooves, the two teams of knights on the martial arts field began to approach quickly. At first glance, the formations of the two teams of knights are quite neat, but if you take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that Wang Zhongxiao's team of knights is not only neat and dense, but also everyone is holding a long bamboo pole, which immediately increases their momentum.
"Fuchen," Wu Sangui felt strange when he saw this formation, so he asked Wang Fuchen beside him, "Did you also form the formation like this in Datong?"
Actually no, it's not that dense. The cavalry formation used by Wang Fuchen in Datong was similar to that used by Wu Shicong. He used the 16-foot "Yang Family Spear" - the most commonly used long gun in the Ming army, and it also had specially matched marksmanship.
And Wang Fuchen's Yang family marksmanship is very good, and he can even be called the best in the world. Wang Zhongxiao got his true inheritance, and his marksmanship was also excellent, but he didn't expect that today he would use the strategy of long bamboo poles and dense horizontal formations.
So Wang Fuchen was a little dazed and didn't know how to answer for a while.
But Wu Sangui didn't ask any further, because the most nervous moment had already arrived!
As the drum beat by Wu Xiaotuo became more and more urgent, the speed of charging into the formation on both sides also accelerated. Wu Shijue's side was already a little scattered, but Wang Zhongxiao's side continued to maintain a relatively tight formation, and also accelerated steadily, first walking slowly, then walking quickly, and then trotting... Although it was only a mere seven It rides, but it still gives people the feeling of being crushed.
Wu Shijue, on the other hand, was already a little timid, because the formation was already scattered, and it became even more scattered when running, and then there was a situation where some people were faster and some were slower - the bamboo pole on the other side was so long, it must be very painful to poke it. Moreover, it is not a real fight today, and there is no second wave of cavalry behind them, let alone a war team to escort them. Therefore, it is natural for Wu Shijue's helpers to rush slower and hide in both directions. Wu Shijue, whose only girl was being teased, was so angry that he rushed to the front with his head covered. Therefore, the original horizontal formation soon turned into a "front line" with Wu Shijue taking the lead.
But Wu Shijue was negligent and didn't realize that his men were all heartless cowards. He rushed forward on his own horse and even started to accelerate.
But Wang Zhongxiao's team is maintaining very well - every inch grows and every inch becomes bolder! The longer the pole in your hand, the more courageous you will be. Besides, all the brothers around Wu Shijue have dispersed, and he is the only one still charging stupidly. Who is still afraid of him?
Wang Zhongxiao was even more proud. When he thought about the prizes he could win, he couldn't help laughing loudly: "Wow haha..."
While laughing, he also flattened the long bamboo pole in his hand and began to move forward at a fast running speed.
Of course, the "trot" speed that Wang Zhongxiao determined for himself and his men was not particularly fast. It was the kind of trot that could be stopped at any time. If he really wanted to sprint with all his strength, his formation would have to break up. And if you sprint with all your strength, you can't hold back. If Wu Shijue is trampled to death with a horse's hoof, then you won't be able to hold back the girl...
Seeing that the seven knights on the opposite side had flattened their bamboo poles, they rushed over in unison!
At this time, Wu Shijue was a little scared, because he found that the bamboo pole opposite was really long, much longer than the guy in his hand. This was obviously a trick!
What made Wu Shijue even more worried was that the long bamboo pole on the opposite side was still shaking violently. God knows where it would be stabbed? It's fine if it's stabbed in the body, it's protected by the armor, but what if it's stabbed in the face? And this is not one bamboo pole swinging around, but seven... He, Wu Shijue, has a gun in his hand, and he can hit seven with one shot, so he has the advantage over the enemy!
Wait, why is it one against seven?
At this time, Wu Shijue had already realized that something was wrong. Where were his partners? It was agreed that seven would fight seven, but now the seven knights on their side are lined up like a wall. Why is there only one person and one knight left on my side?
How to fight this?
Just when he was stunned, the long bamboo pole from the opposite side had already been thrust towards him! At least three or four long bamboo poles were swinging towards Wu Shijue and the horse under his crotch. Wu Shijue reacted and quickly tightened the reins. The horse he was riding was running well, but suddenly he saw many poles approaching in front of him. Just when he was thinking about whether to hide, the reins suddenly tightened. The horse's mouth was in pain, and he protested with a "sloppy" sound. Then he raised his front hooves and stood upright using only his two hind hooves to support the ground.
As soon as the horse stood up, the three bamboo poles could no longer poke Wu Shijue, and they all poked into the horse's belly. Then there was the sound of the bamboo poles breaking like "click, click, click"!
The bamboo poles were all broken, and the heads of several bamboo poles were pierced into the flesh. How strong was this force? If Wu Shijue was stabbed, he would probably have to be stabbed off his horse. But now, although he has escaped, his horse has stopped working... The owner actually used its horse's belly as a bamboo pole for himself. This is so disrespectful of the horse! The horse was in pain, frightened and angry, and could not stand still. It neighed for a while and then lay down on its right side.
Wu Shijue's reaction was really quick. When he found that the horse was about to lie down, he quickly took his right foot out of the stirrup, stretched his right leg back, threw the spear in his hand, spread his arms, and hugged the horse's neck. Only then did the man and the horse fall down together.
This scene was clearly seen by Wu Shicong, who served as the referee. Wu Yingqi's son was very neat and tidy. He immediately picked up a small mallet and hit a gong nearby, announcing the end of the competition!
Wu Shijue, who was holding the horse's neck and falling to the ground, knew he had lost when he heard the gong sound... and he also lost his sister to the shameless Wang Zhongxiao!
What should I do?
While he was anxious, he heard Wu Sangui's laughter: "Hahahahaha... What a skill. I succeeded with one blow. It's really a skill! If thousands of cavalry came in like a wall with wolf spears, what would happen in the world?" Can’t go anywhere?”
