A passionate man who protects his family and his country!
If money is the blood of an empire, then soldiers are the backbone of the empire. Without them throwing their lives and blood, how can the world be peaceful?
Jiang Yuntian took Song Che to the military platform and watched more than 3,000 soldiers practicing with guns and clubs.
"Ah!"
"kill!"
"prick!"
"wear!"
"cut!"
"You haven't eaten yet! If you go to the battlefield and face the enemy so helplessly, how can you win? If you think that there are Japanese pirates in front of you, stab him in the gut and stab him to the core!"
Have momentum! It's powerful!
"How's it going? Is it pretty cool?" Jiang Yuntian raised his eyebrows to show off to Song Che.
Some people seem to be born with talents and responsibilities.
For example, Song Che is destined to be a businessman, while Jiang Yuntian is destined to be a general.
"I'm curious, how did you train them to be so obedient in just a few days?" Song Che asked with a smile.
Jiang Yuntian pointed to a broken large locust tree next to the commanding platform and said, "If you can break this locust tree with one fist in front of them, you can make them convinced."
He is indeed the force responsible for the "Jinfu Plan". His fists are so hard, it's hard not to be respected.
"Uncle Song! But Aunt Song is here?"
At this time, a young general wearing dark blue armor rushed up to the military platform with enthusiasm. Judging by his attire, he should be a general, and his face looked familiar, but Song Che really couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
Song Che clasped his fists politely: "Has Song ever met the general?"
The young general said: "Song Aunt is a noble man who forgets things a lot. I was the one who led the Yangzhou Army to suppress the bandits in Qili Mountain, Bao Dayou!"
After mentioning this, Song Che remembered that there was such a famous person, but after suppressing the bandits, in order not to look familiar, he left before dawn in a small boat.
"Brother Song, are you a businessman? Have you ever suppressed bandits?" Jiang Yuntian was very surprised.
"Instructor Jiang didn't know that it was Mr. Song who used a clever trick to make the Yangzhou army feign a frontal attack. He led the Suzhou army, ran for eighty miles on the mountain road, flew over the Tiger Leaping Cliff, and attacked the bandit camp at night. We fired thousands of arrows to defeat the bandits. The leader didn’t have much hard work, so he killed each of them with just one shot!”
You can't help but be obsessed with Bao Dayou.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Song and Coach Jiang are also close friends. The two heroes in the world gathered in this camp to kill chickens and geese and have a good drink!"
Bao Dayou greeted them warmly and took the two of them down to eat meat.
Song Che smiled and refused, "General, don't be polite. Song's visit to the military camp today is related to the killing of the bandit leader. This is business."
"Oh? How is it?" Bao Dayou asked.
Song Che took off the musket from his waist and showed it to Bao Dayou and Jiang Yuntian: "The weapon that defeated Chen Feihu's hard qigong in the past was exactly this thing. It is called a 'fire gun'. It can penetrate an iron plate at a distance of three hundred steps. A cow can still be killed at a distance of a hundred paces;
I have specially built one hundred and twenty of these weapons and are loading them on my carriage. I came to the military camp today to select some masters who can control them and form a 'musketry team' to add strength to the fight against the Japanese. "
"Did you ask me to help you select people in the first place just to equip you with this thing? If you can punch through an iron plate at a distance of three hundred steps, don't you treat the armor as if it were nothing? Is it really that powerful?"
Jiang Yuntian was skeptical.
Bao Dayou couldn't believe it too much: "I've heard of a kind of firearm called a 'fire gun' in the Xiliang Army and the Beijing Army. It also uses gunpowder to fire bullets, but it looks like a cannon barrel and is bigger than yours." The reloading speed is not as fast as that of a crossbow, and it loses its lethality thirty steps away."
"Can you do archery?" Song Che asked Jiang Yuntian.
Jiang Yuntian clapped his arms and said proudly: "The eight hundred kilograms of hard bow is like playing cotton in my hands."
"Then let's compare?"
"Let's compare, how do we compare?"
"A hundred steps away, stand up five pumpkins in two rows and see who is more powerful and who can shoot more pierces. How about that?"
"Pumpkins are so big, so boring. The brothers who are good at shooting in the military camp hang leaves and pears to compete with each other."
"I'm not a soldier. I can't compare with your accuracy. I can only compare with your power."
"It's up to you, it's up to you."
What seems to be the favorite thing in the military camp is competition.
The soldiers consciously moved aside, cleared the training field, and brought in two sets of shelves, each with five pumpkins of the same size placed vertically.
Song Che went to the carriage and changed into a long gun, took out a flat bullet, and filled the gunpowder slowly.
Jiang Yuntian took out a hard carved bow and pulled it casually. He believed that he had divine power and responded to the sentence "If you can pull the carved bow like the full moon, you can shoot the wolf from the northwest"!
"This is a hard bow of 800 kilograms. Normally the three of us can't draw it, but Coach Jiang can draw it full easily. It's amazing!"
"Look at this young man, he looks fair and clean, but he doesn't look like a strong man. He will definitely lose!"
"Instructor Jiang, Aunt Song, it's so boring to just compete. You have to set some bets anyway!"
The soldiers sat down in a large circle around the training ground, clamoring for some bets.
"No problem!" Song Che said with a smile: "If I lose, I will send ten big fat pigs to improve the food for my brothers!"
"Hurrah……"
cheer.
Jiang Yuntian said confidently: "Although it is impossible for me to lose, if I do lose, I will reward you today for running ten miles less!"
"Huh……"
Sad.
"Okay, let's get started. Brother Jiang, you come first." Song Che made a gesture of invitation.
Jiang Yuntian stepped forward with his bow, his waist and horse were united, he drew the bow like a full moon, and the arrow came out with a "bang". Hearing the sound of an arrow, in the blink of an eye, the arrow pierced three pumpkins in a row!
The pumpkins were motionless, only the first one was cracked, and the second and third ones had only arrow holes.
The resistance of the flying arrow is very high, and it can penetrate three melons in a row without being crooked. His shooting skills are already quite impressive.
"Now the ten big fat pigs are safe!"
Most of the soldiers were already thinking about whether to braise or steam the food later.
Amidst the cheers, Jiang Yuntian put away his precious eagle bow and raised his eyebrows at Song Che: "It's up to you."
Song Che stepped forward with the gun in his firing position, aiming at the pumpkin with one eye, his finger on the trigger, and so on...
The wind stopped.
It's now!
He immediately pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
With a gunshot, bullets roared out.
"Snap, snap, snap!"
Five kills in a row, explosive melon!
All the soldiers were stunned.
Song Che fanned away the gunpowder smoke with his sleeves, that was bad, it was choking.
Jiang Yuntian rubbed his eyes and ran to the pumpkin himself. The flesh, skin, and flesh were even more shredded than he believed.
He turned back, with a wry smile on his face, showing that he was convinced, "Where did you come from..."
"It's awesome, but our fat pig is gone."
The soldiers sighed repeatedly, not knowing whether they were happy or worried.
"Hahaha……"
Song Che laughed and greeted: "I smashed five of your pumpkins, and then I will accompany you ten big fat pigs!"
