It was a bit hasty to prepare for a war in three months. Taira Kiyomori's concept of war was still the same as before, pursuing a quick victory, so he did not carry out any particularly large-scale mobilization for the war.
He relied too much on the pony cavalry in his hands, but no matter how short the war horse was, it was still a hundred times more powerful than the tallest Japanese!
He believed that as soon as his iron cavalry arrived, Genji's meager troops would be wiped out. Even if supplies were insufficient, they would just rob them on the spot. Legend has it that Kanto will have a bumper harvest this year, and if you don't rob, you will get nothing. This is what the soldiers are looking forward to the most. This kind of opportunity can also stimulate the enthusiasm of his subordinates.
Once the war machine is started, the cost will be extremely huge. This time Genji plans to burn all the money and use all the money wisely to fight a sure-win battle.
The confidence comes from Liang Chuan's understanding of the Ping clan. Liang Chuan analyzed the characteristics of the Ping clan's previous battles. It was not that the opponent was too weak, but that against the cavalry, few forces were able to withstand a round of devastation.
Liang Chuan chose not to engage in a head-on duel.
In the past battles with the Ping clan, the location was agreed upon and then she was forced to lose more and win less. This time she listened to Liang Chuan's opinion and planned to make some moves on the location of the decisive battle.
If nothing else, the decisive battle should be in the middle area, Gifu. The people here are also relatively poor, and they cannot develop if they are caught between two forces. Minamoto Yoritomo had people take away all the people here, drove them to the Kanto Plain, and gave them better land.
Then in his own territory of Nagano, these people who were brought over, Minamoto Yoritomo paid them wages and asked them to build fortifications. Various traps, horse traps and hidden piles began to be built crazily.
The power of the cavalry lies in its ability to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop with the help of its huge kinetic energy production potential on the plains. If a few holes are dug, the cavalry will suffer a big loss. Then if a few wooden sticks are inserted into the holes, the fallen horses will turn into meat skewers.
Even the mountain people suffered losses from this move, let alone these Ping cavalry who didn't understand traps and terrain.
When Genji organized the people to clear the fields, he also started to organize the people to start harvesting the crops in the fields. This year, the crops in the fields are growing well, with timely irrigation, weeding and insect removal, and the rice fields in the rice fields are full and full of rice ears. The yield of rice fields is higher than that of double-cropping rice.
The granaries are full of food. It is said that when there is food in hand, there is no shortage of food. Even if it is a protracted war, Minamoto Yoritomo also decides to accompany him to the end.
When the war was about to come, Liang Chuan asked Minamoto Yoritomo for a horse. Minamoto Yoritomo didn't understand Liang Chuan's intention. Liang Chuan asked Minamoto Yoritomo that he wouldn't need to go to the battlefield by then? My riding skills are very poor. If I don’t practice it quickly, the title of the best god of war in the world may make people laugh. It turns out that war horses don’t ride horses?
Minamoto no Yoritomo had seen Liang Chuan riding a donkey, and intuitively thought that a good rider like Liang Chuan would be heroic and majestic when riding a horse, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even ride a horse!
With such a good skill, I still expect him to conquer the world for me. How can he do it if he can't ride a horse? Genji did not hesitate, picked a few high-quality horses and immediately transferred them to Liang Chuan.
Although I can't eat enough to become a fat man in three months, I still have enough to eat.
It turns out that I had discussed the issue of horseback riding with Yelv Chongguang when I was in Qingyuan. At that time, I was obsessed with business matters and I didn’t make the effort to learn this necessary skill. This was the same as not taking the driver’s license test after I started working. I waited for the boss. When it comes to driving by myself, it’s over and I can’t drive.
If you know how to drive, you can drive well, and you are at the level of driving without a license.
Unexpectedly, Benkei was a good horseman. When he traveled around the world in his early years, he had developed good equestrian skills. It was Liangchuan's good character to not be ashamed to ask questions, so he happened to use this free time to learn how to ride a horse.
The horses in the island country are short. Standing next to this horse, Liang Chuan felt as if he could support his feet on the ground when he rode on it. But for people from the island country whose average height is less than 1.4 meters, this horse is already considered very tall.
Horse riding is a technical job, somewhat similar to handling people. Horses are creatures that you have to conquer and they will recognize you.
Liang Chuan timidly got on the horse. Although his feet were not high off the ground, they were still in the air. The stirrups were not low enough, which meant that he was sitting on the horse instead of riding on it. It looked a bit awkward.
When the horse struggled, it raised its front hooves high and neighed. Liang Chuan fell down without being able to sit firmly, and his butt almost split open. Even the horse snorted at him, as if he looked down on the knight.
It was the first time that Benqing saw Liang Chuan in such a miserable state, and he burst into laughter.
Liang Chuan quickly asked Benqing to change a saddle for him, and the stirrups were longer so that his feet could reach it.
Benqing himself is also very tall, a little shorter than Liang Chuan. His own saddle is also specially made, otherwise he would not be able to sit firmly on the horse. Naturally, he knew what Liang Chuan needed, so he quickly asked the craftsmen to re-fit it. A saddle.
Now it was better. Liang Chuan got on the horse and held the horse's belly with both legs. He held the reins with one hand and the knife with the other. The total weight of more than two hundred kilograms made the horse so tired that it could not lift its head. It raised its front hoof once and slipped around twice. No more strength.
The war horse was carrying Liang Chuan, and it had no temper. It had to be obedient wherever Liang Chuan went after running a few laps. This horse could be tamed very fast.
In order to practice equestrian skills well and save his life on the battlefield, Liang Chuan tied himself to the horse almost except for eating, drinking, sleeping, and even hurt the horse. After riding for half a month, Liang Chuan unexpectedly let Liang Chuan ride on a good horse. Exhausted, Benkei was dumbfounded.
This is a good horse known for its endurance, and it can actually make Liang Chuan torture to death. You can imagine how hard Liang Chuan practiced. Of course, weight and the weight of Liang Chuan's warriors were also factors. In the past, Cao Cao gave Guan Yu a red rabbit. Guan Yu himself said that the man was too heavy for the horse to carry it, and the horse was as thin as firewood.
Minamoto Yoritomo was afraid that insufficient horse power would cause Liang Chuan to get into trouble on the battlefield, so he chose the strongest horse from the racecourse for Liang Chuan. It was extremely tall and white, and stood half a head taller than an ordinary horse. more than.
What a horse, no trace in the snow. Liang Chuan was very sad for the death of his beloved horse. As soon as he saw this sacred horse, he immediately fell in love with him. He stroked the horse lovingly and couldn't wait to put it on him. The saddle wants to ride on it.
The white horse looked at Liang Chuan with its nostrils and snorted, full of arrogance. Liang Chuan pulled the reins heavily, pulled his head down, turned over and jumped onto the horse's back. Seeing that the newcomer wanted to ride him, the horse jumped and stamped in an attempt to throw Liang Chuan off the horse.
Liang Chuan's legs were extremely strong and he clamped the horse's belly tightly. He sat as firmly as a rock and let the horse dance until it was exhausted. Then he pulled hard, waved his riding whip, and gave it a blow from time to time.
Comparing strength with Liang Chuan, even the fierce tigers of Xinghua couldn't compare, let alone a horse. This horse was quickly conquered by Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan rode it like a fish in water, ran as fast as the wind, and had excellent load-bearing endurance. It was simply It is a good horse tailor-made for Liang Chuan.
In three months, Liang Chuan went from being able to ride a horse to truly becoming a general on horseback. Although the Mo Dao in his hand was cumbersome, he could just pick it up and fight head-on. The higher the quality, the more powerful it would be. Immediately, there is no need to pay attention to delicacy. The more it is opened and closed, the more powerful it is, so the Guandao is more domineering than the snake spear.
With only a pair of armor missing as a mount, Yoritomo Minamoto ordered craftsmen to build a set of black lacquer heavy armor for Liang Chuan. The armor of the island country is all warrior armor that looks like devil's fangs. The armor and leather are connected with hemp rope, and the helmet is a tall futou. This set of armor was something they valued more than the samurai's sword.
In order to show the mighty image of the warrior, some warrior armors are equipped with long and curved buffalo horns embedded in the helmet, coupled with a mask, which can make the enemy tremble without using any hands.
And Liang Chuan's suit of armor was exactly like this. It was larger than others, and it was extremely powerful when worn on the body. It was like two buffalo horns with the same edges as those of a devil. Liang Chuan couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at it. This look was too exaggerated. Completely incompatible with his own simple temperament.
Benkei also got a similar set of armor. He was so excited when he saw it. Such a set of armor is every man's ultimate dream. He couldn't wait to put on this outfit, put his head on the long sword, and stepped on it. The war horse slipped around. Don't tell me, it really looked like that!
Liang Chuan took one look at the nondescript armor and didn't look at it again. It's okay to put this thing in a museum for viewing, but what effect would it have if it was worn on the body? That layer of leather was no different from a piece of paper in front of Tai Dao's sharp blade.
Benqing asked Liang Chuan in surprise: "Why don't you wear your own armor?"
Liang Chuan laughed and said: "It's too ugly and heavy. The horse will be choked if I hold the knife. If the horse wears this armor of more than ten kilograms and takes two more steps, it will foam at the mouth, and I can't stretch my arms." , there’s no point in wearing it!”
So Benkei couldn't understand Liang Chuan at all. This man was so strange. His ideas were always so wild and unconstrained, and his aesthetics were always so strange, completely different from ordinary people.
Liang Chuan waved his hand and said: "Go and tell Yoritomo Minamoto to get me a white cloth robe. It should be looser, but it must be handsome!"
Liang Chuan raised his head and clasped his hands behind his back, suddenly remembering an image he saw when he was a student many years ago.
The image is like this. There is a general in white robes, riding a white horse and commanding power among thousands of people. His clothes are like snow, and he is admired by thousands of people. He dreams that one day he can be as handsome as the general.
This dream has not yet come true. Liang Chuan couldn't help humming the lyrics: "Riding a white horse among thousands of people, holding the yellow on the left, and holding the sky on the right. All I want is, Wang Baochuan, dressed like snow, returns to the Central Plains, breaks the precedent, shoots into the sky Wolf. Leave Xiliang alone and ignore it!"
(I miss the two dogs. We want to be rich and noble, so don’t forget each other.)
