"Continue to practice!" Fang Zhengyi shouted loudly.
A group of greasy muscular men straightened their bodies again and walked in formation.
The neat pace made people feel relaxed and happy. Emperor Jing looked at Ren Hua and said, "Ren Hua, what do you think of the quality of this soldier?"
Ren Hua cupped his fists and said, "Back to Your Majesty, I believe that his orders and prohibitions were followed without any disorder. This shows that Mr. Fang leads the troops in a wise manner, which is really admirable."
The little thing can even flatter you, but it's still far from enough!
Fang Zheng interrupted: "When His Majesty asks you, you have to raise issues. Don't say such useless words in the future!"
Emperor Jing glanced at Fang Zheng with admiration.
Ren Hua didn't expect that he would be choked by this flattering slap, and he couldn't help but choked on his breath.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Sir, although this military discipline is strict, but what Master Fang said just now is that they have never been on the battlefield. Orderly steps and loud slogans cannot drive away the enemy."
"So... I believe that everything must be practical. Only with real swords and guns can you see your true abilities!"
Emperor Jing smiled slightly: "That's right. Ren Hua, your father has made many military exploits with me. I heard that you are also very good in the army, and you are like your father. I don't know if you have slacked off now. Do you dare to go up and follow them? Practice?”
"Of course I dare! I have always been taught by my father in my humble position, and my basic skills have never failed. If Your Majesty agrees, I am willing to go up and compete with them!"
"Fang Qing, what do you think? Your people won't show cowardice in actual combat, right?" Emperor Jing said.
Fang Zheng said seriously: "Your Majesty! This soldier is carefully trained by me to serve the country. Since it is to prepare for supporting the battlefield, of course it cannot just show off!"
"To be honest, I asked them to kill pigs in the county. After so many years, they all have mountains of corpses and blood under their hands, and their hearts are as cold as knives!"
The veteran cabinet ministers covered their mouths and snickered again.
"This Fang Zhengyi doesn't know how to train soldiers. If he is asked to kill pigs to practice his skills, I'm afraid he won't be able to go to the battlefield."
"Is killing a pig the same as killing someone?"
"I don't think so. Look at Zhang Biao, how did he beat Chi Lie before? These people are not simple!"
"What Mr. Li said makes sense."
Emperor Jing also smiled, patted Fang Zhengyi on the shoulder and said, "Fang Qing, killing pigs and killing people are completely different. Killing a hundred pigs is not as good as killing one person."
"I have seen soldiers who were butchers in the army, but when they were on the battlefield, their legs were trembling and they were useless."
"However, I can understand if you have no experience."
Fang Zheng wanted to explain, but the thought of the mutilated corpses caused by these big animals was a little off-putting.
When there were two death row inmates in the county, the group of people used them to practice their dissection and practice, using a corpse to turn over and over.
Now I have fought with King Wu's men, and they all seem to be in good spirits. It is estimated that killing 80% of them is not a psychological burden...
Perhaps ordinary soldiers who have been on the battlefield are unlikely to be able to play with them.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Emperor Jing asked again: "Fang Qing, I have already reminded you, do you dare to let someone practice with Ren Hua?"
"Dare! Why don't you dare! What they think about every day is to serve the country with all their loyalty. If His Majesty is here today and can't let them have a good fight, I'm afraid they will regret it for the rest of their lives." Fang Zheng said loudly, "You guys, first show His Majesty how you are doing. Sparring! Your future superior officer will fight with you in a while. Don’t underestimate the enemy and give His Majesty a good fight!"
"Master Fang, there's no need. I can just go up and fight them." Ren Hua finished speaking and prepared to step forward.
"No!" Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "Someone was injured in the strength competition just now. It's better for you to understand the situation now."
Ren Hua looked in the direction of Zhao Lie with contempt in his eyes: "Although he is strong, he may not be my enemy."
Emperor Jing asked curiously: "Have they already competed before I came here?"
"Oh, they compared their strength. The people in my group have nothing but strength." Fang Zhengyi was very proud.
"The so-called use of force to defeat skill, no matter what technique I see, it will be vulnerable to them!"
Ren Hua rolled his eyes quietly and said no more.
Emperor Jing smiled, raised his hand and said, "Let's begin!"
As soon as Fang Zheng gave the order, the teams of Zhao Lie and others began to separate automatically in groups of two, and some people went to the weapons rack to get wooden weapons.
After everyone got into position, Zhao Lie said loudly: "Follow basic training and start sparring!!!"
As soon as the words fell, both parties in the sparring match first clasped their fists in salute, and the next moment they suddenly shook their fists at each other!
The scene became lively in an instant, and the scene of hundreds of groups of strong men actually sparring was extremely shocking.
Especially when both parties are punching and kicking without leaving a trace of energy behind, it is even more enjoyable to watch, just like watching a martial arts blockbuster.
Zhao Lie's attack was even more swift and violent, jumping and moving, parrying the attack and cooperating with the opponent like water.
All the veterans looked at it with admiration.
"Okay! Look at it now, it's really good at fighting, and it's pretty good."
"Mr. Li, you really told me, these people are really not simple!"
Li Yansong stroked his beard and said, "Well, Fang Zhengyi cannot be inferred by common sense. He is a bit real!"
The discussion here was lively, but Emperor Jing, Ren Hua and others were silent.
Emperor Jing's face was expressionless, while Ren Hua became more and more disdainful.
Finally, Li Yuanzhao couldn't stand it anymore, walked up to Fang Zhengyi, quietly pulled his sleeve, and whispered: "Old Fang, you guys are not very good..."
"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Fang Zheng asked.
Li Yuanzhao said seriously: "Although they look very beautiful in fighting, they are all just to fool laymen. In real fighting, they are very ugly. How could you make such a low-level mistake? I remember that you can also fight in the wild." .”
"Isn't Zhang Biao good at fighting? Why did he change his mind when it came to this group of people?"
"Hey! Look, he jumped and turned around again! You should lean down here, otherwise the opponent would be unprepared when he slashed with the knife, and he would have become a corpse on the battlefield!"
"Ouch! What are you talking about? It's such a mess!"
"Old Fang, I am not telling you that you have wasted their good bodies in vain. Why don't you hand them over to me? I will definitely be able to train an elite army and strong generals!"
Fang Zheng listened and said, "Your Highness, please be patient. These are all soldiers trained by Zhang Biao, so don't worry. If you like to train soldiers, Jin Yiwei will recruit new people in the future so that you can train enough!"
"Um?"
Li Yuanzhao stood stunned on the spot for a moment, and the next second he looked at Ren Hua with a sweet smile on his face, and said no more.
Lao Fang must have been holding back his disgrace!
Another big melon was eaten!
Seeing that Emperor Jing was speechless, Fang Zhengyi took the initiative and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Emperor Jing wanted to speak truthfully, but when he saw the smile on Fang Zhengyi's face, he comforted him and said, "Fang Qing, the soldiers you trained are quite good. I think they all have potential..."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred on the martial arts field!
Zhao Lie's opponent punched him in the face, and Zhao Lie twisted his waist and dodged!
The tip of his fist barely brushed the tip of Zhao Lie's nose, and a little bit of sweat rushed to his face with the wind of the fist.
Before the opponent could withdraw his fist, Zhao Lie quickly took half a step back. The fist that was originally on his waist instantly turned into a palm and shot out like lightning, heading straight for his opponent's heart!
At the same time, he used all his strength and shouted angrily: "Cloud Expelling Palm!!!"
Emperor Jing's pupils suddenly shrank, as if struck by lightning...
