Horseback riding and archery are Liu Hun's specialty.
Su Xi Bingliang's bow, the sound of the strings is played, with three plain branches on the left and two horseshoes on the right.
Before shooting the arrow, he was still in the mood to do equestrian tricks on the galloping horse.
He hugged the horse's neck with his left hand, leaned down, moved left and right, and made various thrilling movements. Several times, everyone screamed, thinking that he would fall off the horse.
When they saw him sitting upright on the horse again, there was another burst of loud cheers.
Feng Yong, who was sitting in the main seat, saw that the soldiers around him were in high spirits, and he nodded involuntarily. Without stirrups on both sides, Liu Hun could perform such an action on horseback. big.
Feng Yongzheng was thinking this way, and saw Liu Hun finally sitting up straight, deliberately controlling the speed of the horse. When the horse slowed down, he made a few whoosh sounds, three arrows on the left, two arrows on the right, on the five arrows raised on the target. There is one more arrow.
"good!"
"color!"
There was another bang.
Liu Hun is the most powerful figure in horseback riding skills that Feng Yong has ever seen. Yang Wanwan's riding skills may be comparable to him, but his archery skills are definitely not comparable.
Zhao Guang's archery skills can surpass him, but he is far inferior to him on horseback.
Liu Hun rode his horse in a circle, returned to the coach's stage, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, the general has finished shooting. Please review it."
Feng Yong glanced at Guan Ji dressed as a man.
Guan Ji's expression remained unchanged and she said calmly, "Liu's riding skills are rarely matched by others, so I will admit defeat in this match."
Then he turned around, cupped his fists and said, "Please, Lord, let us compete in the next round."
Guan Ji gave up so easily, not only Liu Hun was stunned, but even Feng Yong was a little surprised.
The result spread quickly, and there was another burst of cheers and slight boos.
In the army, the brave advance and the cowards retreat.
Retreating without a fight is looked down upon.
Feng Yong's face was a little unnatural. Although they may not know that Guan Ji is his lover, so they booed, but Feng Yong glanced at Guan Ji with some worry.
Seeing that her expression didn't change, I felt a little relieved.
At the same time, there was a sense of comfort in my heart. From this, I can see that my military spirit is available.
Guan Ji stood up calmly and walked towards the Detachment of Women standing in the corner of the field.
The Detachment of Women was not as self-restrained as Guan Ji, and almost everyone's face was filled with anger.
"I'm afraid Liu Hun will lose this game."
Zhang Xingyi, who was sitting sideways behind Feng Yong, suddenly said something.
When Feng Yong heard this, he turned his head in surprise, "What do you mean by this?"
This is not a military camp, just a temporary open space.
Moreover, this competition is also semi-entertainment in nature. Not only the idle soldiers in the army can come and watch, but some Qiang and Hu Qushuai even got permission and led their people to occupy some lower positions.
Zhang Xingyi, Li Mu and Amei, after learning about this competition, also came over to join in the fun.
However, they did not show up blatantly, they just sat or stood behind Feng Yong.
"I know very well that my sister is a person. If she is not sure, she will never agree to compete with Liu Hun. She lost the last game, and she will definitely win this one."
"In terms of the art of war, all the guards on my sister's side are very angry. This is the time when military morale is at its peak. I look at Liu Hun, who has just won an easy victory, and the arrogance is already showing on his face."
"Looking at the troops he led, although their morale was high, their formations were a little scattered and far from as orderly as the guards under my sister's command. It can be seen that there must be contempt over there, and arrogant soldiers will be defeated. It’s visible!”
After Zhang Xingyi said this, even Zhang Ni, who was standing next to Feng Yong as a temporary referee, knew it was not polite, but he still couldn't help but look behind Feng Yong.
Each of these women around the king seems to be different from the others.
Needless to say, madam.
Needless to say, Li Mu, even Zhang Ni, who had been in the army, had heard about the name of Lady Mu in Nanxiang.
From the beginning of the Northern Expedition to the time when the ruler Dingpingxiang was established as the governor of the Qiang Protectorate, the army was never short of food and clothing, and Mu Niangzi was indispensable.
Even Mrs. Mei is a master of arithmetic, and now she has taken Wei Langjun's place.
Now that the young lady of the Zhang family was able to speak so orderly before the two armies started fighting, could it be that... she was a master of war?
Zhang Ni was thinking wildly when he saw Feng Yong suddenly sit up straight, stretched his neck and looked down, and said "Huh" in his mouth.
"Why does this military formation look familiar?"
Feng Yong muttered.
Hearing this, Zhang Yi quickly looked at the soldiers led by Liu Hun, and saw that it was the most common square formation in the army. It was natural that they looked familiar.
However, when he looked at the women's army led by his wife, he couldn't help but say, "It does look familiar."
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Feng Yong couldn't help but stood up and touched his chin, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.
Although, I failed in commanding the military formation, it was just because my hands were handicapped, but my eyesight was not blind.
The military formation formed by the Detachment of Women was obviously not a common formation in the army, but why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?
Although there are only a hundred maids brought by Guan Ji this time, they are quite complete with swords, guns, shields and spears.
These female maids are actually under Feng Yong's quota.
Speaking of the Han Dynasty, those who have the largest number of tribes today are all leftover from the Liu Bei era.
For example, Mr. Zhao, Liu Yan, or Li Yan.
They were either veterans who had followed Liu Bei from the beginning, or they had made meritorious service in supporting Liu Bei early on and held high positions of power.
At that time, especially the generals who guarded one side, the troops they could own privately were basically in units of thousands.
Take Mengda as an example. When he surrendered to Cao Wei, he had more than 4,000 tribes.
As for when the Han system began to be standardized, the number of subordinates that generals could have began to be limited.
Feng Yong now holds great power and is still on the front line. He legally owns three hundred soldiers, which is already a lot.
Chen Dao, the guard of Yong'an Palace, only had a few hundred troops.
However, Feng Yong's tribe has never been full of members and has been maintained at around 150 members.
Now, including the Detachment of Women, it still does not exceed the standard.
Seeing them working as a team, each running around, matching front and back, left and right, flowing slowly like water, Feng Yong took a breath as if it was toothache, and suddenly shouted, "Amei, get me a pen and paper Come!"
In ancient military formations, the directions were basically replaced by symbols from the Book of Changes. Each direction had its own specific color, which was used to represent the battalions in each direction, and was coordinated with golden drums, gongs and other things for command.
The reason why Feng Yong couldn't command was because he needed to convert these symbols into words and numbers he was familiar with before he could react.
Once the decision is made, one has to convert one's intention again and turn it into the military terminology of this era before passing it on.
Not to mention directing, even learning is almost the same process.
For example, it is Ximen, which represents the north and is black in color.
Others can react at a glance because this is the basic knowledge of the ancients.
And Feng Tubao always had to subconsciously count on his fingers for a long time. What color is the north? Which door is it coming from? How many beats should the drum beat be?
This is just like the Chinese people in later generations who learn English. No matter how much they learn, they are still English on paper. Their spoken English is always very poor and they cannot communicate normally with foreigners.
However, the thinking of later generations also gave Feng Yong a unique understanding of military formations that was not available in this era.
That is the coordination of various teams with different weapons in the military formation. It is actually based on a mathematical model in order to achieve the best coordination.
Amei has always had a good habit of carrying a pen and paper, because Pingxiang has many things that she needs to write down temporarily, so as not to forget to remind Feng Yong.
Feng Yong took the pen and paper handed over by Amei, looked at the Detachment of Women's Army formation below, and wrote and drew quickly.
There were not many hundred people, and circles, boxes, triangles, etc., representing different teams, were quickly drawn.
Contact has already started over there.
Liu Hun was a Huns, so he naturally had no chance to learn the Han military formations.
After following Feng Yong, he has always been leading the army at the front, so at most he knows the most basic military formations in the army.
This can be seen from the simplest square array listed in the next step.
As for the Detachment of Women army formation he faced, he could see that Guan Ji was giving orders continuously, and each team was moving forward and backward in an orderly manner, like flowing clouds and flowing water, very smooth, and he could tell at a glance that he was a high-end product.
Feng Yonglian drew several pictures and looked through them back and forth. His expression changed, and he couldn't help but murmured, "Isn't this the Eight Formation Picture?"
He raised his head and looked down the field, only to hear a voice shouting, "Kill!"
Some troops rushed into the battle, and soon someone fell to the ground. On the battlefield, those who fell to the ground were either dead or injured.
The two sides are worthy of contact, and the superiority and inferiority can be judged.
Of course, a hundred people cannot form a complete eight-formation diagram. Guan Ji only took the front side and left out the rest of the positions.
Feng Yong drew a rough outline of the other seven directions on the paper, and an eight-array diagram appeared in front of him.
Liu Hun off the court was already anxious and rushed over from behind, hoping to use his own strength to turn the tide.
It's just that this is a drill, not a battle of life and death, and Guan Ji reacts very quickly. Only when Liu Hun forced a gap, there were several tall women in the formation, and they all rushed forward, blocking it easily. The wooden gun in Liu Hun's hand
It is true that all the chapters have gone through a life-and-death battle, but the women's army brought by Guan Ji is also not easy to deal with.
Although most of them were short in stature except for a few special ones, almost everyone was dark and strong. Feng Yong knew at a glance that they were female warriors from the Zhurong tribe.
She was a Southern Barbarian girl who came from a barbaric land and lived with wild beasts in the miasma.
They also participated in the war back then, and judging from the ruthless movements on their hands at this time, they may have seen blood.
On the other hand, those troops were originally contemptuous, but when they saw a woman opposite them, they became a little lighter. In addition, the Detachment of Women advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and they were fighting on their own, so it would be strange not to suffer a big loss.
The reason why they didn't collapse all of a sudden is because of their proud discipline and organization.
But if they were facing ordinary soldiers of this era, they might still have a chance to stand up, but they were facing a women's army with the same discipline and organization.
Guan Ji has been training the Detachment of Women for two years, and Feng Yong personally helped to revise the training code, so the Detachment of Detachment is on par with the army in this regard.
For a moment, Bu Qu was caught off guard and fell on his back, unable to resist.
The situation in the field first caused the people around to exclaim, and then burst into laughter.
Even Li Mu, who was the most particular about his appearance, couldn't help but lower his head and laugh out loud.
However, Zhang Yi's face looked a little ugly. He walked to Feng Yong and whispered, "Junhou, please stop?"
Feng Yong nodded, "Let them stop."
Seeing Zhang Ni's expression again, she knew that he was angry at him for not fighting. He smiled with relief and handed over the paper in his hand, "Liu Hun did not lose unjustly. What Madam used was the Eight Formation Diagram originally created by the Prime Minister."
"In today's world, only the Tiger Infantry that can block Cao Cao's elite cavalry can practice this kind of military formation. I didn't expect that Madam could do it."
Feng Yongyue said, his mouth grinning even wider, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
At the same time, she sighed in her heart, Huang Yueying seemed to really treat Xijun as her own daughter.
If Guan Ji didn't get the art of war from Huang Yueying, where else could it be?
Feng Yong was thinking as he said, "They underestimated the enemy just now, so let them learn a lesson this time, otherwise they really think they are invincible."
Now his soldiers generally have a higher self-confidence than before the Northern Expedition.
Feng Yong knew that this was inevitable.
After all, as soon as he left the Novice Village, he was blocked and killed a gang member of the enemy guild without any damage, and then fought a bloody battle with the elites led by the opponent's elders to not lose. At the same time, other elders in the guild captured other gang members, and finally followed the deputy leader. Fight in Longxi and cut off the Wei River.
A series of brilliant operations made everyone in the guild shout "666", and they were also personally rewarded by the guild leader (a box of fabric tickets).
It is impossible to say that they have no pride.
It's a good thing for the military to have confidence, but it's dangerous if it goes too far, so it's good to let Guan Ji suppress it a little.
The troops around Feng Yong are also organized in the army, and they are also elite personal guards.
It can be said that the troops led by Liu Hun lost due to carelessness, which was also a slap in the face to the army.
Both parties in the field received military orders and quickly began to withdraw from the field. Some of the fallen people were unable to stand up on their own and needed to be supported by their colleagues. This shows how ruthless the women's army was.
Feng Yong sat back again.
"Brother, who do you think will win the next game?"
Zhang Xingyi was very interested when he saw that his previous prediction was verified, so he came over and asked again.
"Of course it's Xi-kun."
Feng Yong answered without hesitation.
"Why?" Zhang Xingyi said with some dissatisfaction, "Liu Hun is a barbarian, and barbarians are very good at fighting! It's impossible for my sister to end up in person, right?"
Feng Yong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xingyi, but when he saw the smile on her cheeks and the dazzling light, he felt a little itchy in his heart, "How about we make a bet?"
"Okay!" Zhang Xingyi readily agreed, "I bet my sister will win!"
Feng Turtle's expression froze.
"Say, what's the bet?"
Zhang Xingyi, however, did not want to let Feng Yong go and asked after him.
"I thought about it, gambling is not a good thing, so I decided to forget it."
Feng Yong started to play tricks.
Zhang Xingyi's expression became angry, he said "Bah" and cursed, "No coward!"
Feng Yong pretended not to hear.
At this time, I saw the women's army outside the field spreading out through a passage, and a mountain of meat walked into the field with a rumble, shouting at the camp of Bu Qu, "Who wants to compete with me?"
It caused a slight commotion among everyone.
If Guan Ji doesn't know where the weakness of Zhu Rong's Mountain Shaker is, she may not be sure to win it with her bare hands.
According to Feng Yong's estimation, if someone gave them some kind of medicinal soup again, it would probably be the famous Yellow Turban Hercules.
While everyone was talking, no one noticed that Liu Hun's eyes flickered a little, and his face looked solemn, as if he had remembered something.
