Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 668

Chapter 668 Competition

Horseback archery is Liu Hun's forte.

Suxi Bingliang bow, three plain branches on the left and two horseshoes on the right (both are archery targets).

Before shooting the arrow, he was still in the mood to play horsemanship on the galloping horse.

Holding the horse's neck with his left hand, he bent down, moved left and right, and made various thrilling moves. Several times, everyone exclaimed, thinking that he would fall off the horse.

When he saw him sitting upright on his horse again, there was another burst of applause.

Feng Yong, who was sitting in the main seat, saw the high spirits of the soldiers around him, so he nodded involuntarily. Liu Hun was able to do this kind of action on horseback without both sides of the stirrups. big.

Feng Yongzheng was thinking like this, and saw that Liu Hun finally started to deliberately control the speed of the horse. When the speed of the horse slowed down, the sound of string control sounded, three arrows from the left, two arrows from the right, and there was an extra arrow on top of the five erected arrows. arrow.

"good!"

"Colorful!"

There was another bang.

Liu Hun is the most skilled person on horseback 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 in horseback riding.

Liu Hun rode his horse around in a circle, returned to the stage of the coach, and said loudly, "My lord, the last general has finished shooting, please review."

Feng Yong glanced at Guan Ji who was dressed as a man.

Guan Ji's expression remained unchanged, and she said calmly, "Liu is engaged in riding skills that few people can match, so I must admit defeat in this battle."

Then turned around again, cupped his fists and said, "Please let us compete next time."

Guan Ji surrendered so easily, not only made Liu Hun stunned, but even Feng Yong was a little surprised.

The result was passed on quickly, and there was another burst of cheers and slight boos.

In the army, the brave advance and the cowardly retreat.

Retiring without a fight is looked down upon by others.

Feng Yong's face was a little unnatural. Although they might not know that Guan Cong is their younger brother, so they booed, but Feng Yong still gave Guan Ji a worried look.

Seeing that her face remained unchanged, she felt a little relieved.

At the same time, a trace of comfort rose in my heart. From this, it can be seen that the military values bravery over cowardice, and the military spirit is useful.

Guan Ji stood up calmly and walked towards the Women's Army standing in a corner of the venue.

The Detachment of Women's Army is not as self-restraining as Guan Ji, almost everyone's face is full of anger.

"I'm afraid Liu Hun will lose this match."

Zhang Xingyi, who was sitting sideways behind Feng Yong, suddenly said something.

Feng Yong turned his head a little surprised when he heard this, "What do you mean by that?"

This is not a barracks, but a temporary open space.

Moreover, this competition is also semi-entertainment in nature, not only idle soldiers in the army can come to watch, even some Qianghu Qushuai got permission to lead people to occupy one side of the field.

Zhang Xingyi, Li Mu, and Amei learned about this competition, and they also followed to join in the fun.

However, they didn't show up blatantly, they just sat or stood behind Feng Yong.

"The concubine knows very well that sister is a human being. 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 time with all her strength."

"And speaking from the art of war, sister's guards, everyone is full of anger, just when the army's morale is available. The concubine looks at Liu Qing, who just won easily, and his face is full of arrogance."

"Looking at the trilogy he led again, although the morale was high, the formation was a little scattered, far less organized than the guards under my sister's hand. It can be seen that there must be contempt over there. You can see it!"

After Zhang Xingyi said these words, even Zhang Ni, who was standing next to Feng Yong as a temporary referee, knew that it was not polite, but still couldn't help but look behind Feng Yong.

The women around Junhou seem to be different from other women.

Madam needless to say.

Needless to mention Li Mu, even Zhang Ni has heard of the name of Mrs. Mu of Nanxiang even though she has been in the army all along.

Since the beginning of the Northern Expedition, when Junhou Dingpingxiang served as the guard of the Qiang school, the army has never been short of food and clothing. The contribution of Mu Niangzi is indisputable.

Even Mrs. Mei is a master in mathematics, and now she has taken the place of Wei Langjun.

Now the little lady of this family can speak in such an orderly manner before the two armies fought, could it be that... she is someone who knows the art of war?

Zhang Ni was thinking wildly, but Feng Yong suddenly sat up straight, stretched his neck and looked down, and said "Huh".

"Why does this military formation look familiar?"

Feng Yong muttered.

Hearing the words, Zhang Ni hurriedly looked at the soldiers led by Liu Hun, but saw that it was the most common square formation in the army, so it was natural that they looked familiar.

However, when he looked at the women's army led by his wife, he couldn't help saying, "It does look familiar."

The two looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in the other's eyes.

Feng Yong stood up uncontrollably, touched his chin, and doubts arose in his heart.

Although, I failed in the command of the army formation, it was only because of my disabled hand, but my eyes are not blind.

The formation formed by the Detachment of Women is obviously not a common formation in the army, but why did I seem to have seen it somewhere?

Although there were only a hundred maidservants brought by Guan Ji this time, they were quite complete with swords, spears, shields and spears.

These maidservants are actually listed under Feng Yong's trilogy.

Talking about those who have the largest number of trilogy in the Han Dynasty, they are all left over from Liu Bei's era.

For example, Mr. Zhao, for example, Liu Yan, for example, Li Yan.

They are either veterans who have followed Liu Bei from the beginning, or they have supported Liu Bei early and have made great contributions and have high positions and weights.

At that time, especially the generals guarding one side, the number of moves that they could have in private was basically in units of thousands.

Take Meng Da as an example. When he surrendered to Cao Wei, he owned more than 4,000 trilogy.

As for the Han system began to be standardized, the number of parts that generals can have began to be limited.

Feng Yong is now considered to be holding a lot of power, and he is still on the front line. The number of legally owned parts is three hundred, which is already too many.

Chen Dao, the guard of Yong'an Palace, has only a few hundred parts.

However, the number of Feng Yong's parts has always been undersatisfied, and has been maintained at around 150.

Now counting the Detachment of Women, it still doesn't exceed the standard.

Seeing them moving in teams, coordinating back and forth, coordinating left and right, flowing slowly like water, Feng Yong sucked in his breath like a toothache, and suddenly shouted, "Amei, get me a pen and paper Come!"

In the ancient military formations, the symbols in the Book of Changes were basically used to replace the directions. Each direction has its own specific color, which is used to represent the battalions in each direction, and is combined with golden drums and gongs for command.

The reason why Feng Yong can't command is because he needs to convert these symbols into words and numbers that he is familiar with before he can respond.

When a decision is made, one has to change one's intentions again and become the military terminology of this era before passing it on.

Not to mention directing, even learning is almost the same process.

For example, the Humen, which represents the north, is black in color.

Others can react at a glance, because this is the basic knowledge of the ancients.

And Feng Tubie always had to subconsciously count with his fingers for a long time, what color is this north? Which door is it? How many beats should the drum beat be?

It's like the people of later generations who learn English. No matter how much they learn, they are still English on paper. Their spoken English has always been poor, and they cannot communicate with foreigners normally.

However, the thinking of later generations also gave Feng Yong a unique understanding of the military formation that this era does not have.

That is the distribution of different weapons in the military formation to each unit, which is actually a mathematical model, in order to achieve the best cooperation.

Amei has always had a good habit of carrying a pen and paper with her, because Pingxiang has many things to write down temporarily, so as not to forget to remind Feng Yong.

Feng Yong took the pen and paper handed over by Ah Mei, looked at the formation of the Women's Army below, and quickly wrote and drew.

There are not many people, circles, boxes, triangles, etc., representing different teams, were drawn quickly.

The contact has already begun over there.

Liu Hun was a Hun, so he naturally had no chance to learn the military formation of the Han people.

After following Feng Yong, he has always led the army at the forefront, so at most he knows the most basic formation in the army.

This can be seen from the simplest square matrix listed in the next part of the field.

As for the formation of the Women's Army he was facing, Guan Ji kept giving orders, and each team had its own rules for advancing and retreating.

Feng Yonglian drew a few pictures, flipped through them back and forth, his face had changed, and he couldn't help muttering, "Isn't this frankly the Eight Arrays?"

He looked up at the audience, only to hear a soft voice, "Kill!"

Part of the trilogy rushed into the formation, 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 superior and inferior will be judged.

Of course, a hundred people cannot form a complete eight formations. Guan Ji only takes the front side, and skips the other positions.

Feng Yong drew a rough outline of the other seven directions on the paper, and an eight-array pattern appeared in front of him.

Liu Hun, who was off the field, was already in a hurry, and rushed directly from behind, trying to turn the tide with his own courage.

It's just that this is a rehearsal, and it's not a game of life and death, there are no horses to charge, and Guan Ji's reaction is extremely fast, only to see Liu Hun force a gap, and there are several tall women in the formation, all rushing up to meet her, It was easy to block the wooden spear in Liu Hun's hand.

It's true that all parts of the trilogy have gone through a life-and-death battle, but the women's army brought by Guan Ji is also not easy to deal with.

Except for a few special ones, although most of them are a bit short in stature, almost everyone is dark and strong. Feng Yong can tell at a glance that they are female warriors from the Zhurong Department.

That was a girl from the Southern Barbarians who was born in a barbaric land and lived among wild animals in the mountains and forests.

They also participated in the war back then, judging from the fierce movements of their hands at this time, I'm afraid they have seen blood.

On the other hand, looking back at those trilogy, they were contemptuous at first, and when they saw the women on the opposite side, their hands were a little lighter. In addition, the women's army advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and they fought on their own, so it's no wonder they didn't suffer a lot.

The reason why they didn't collapse all of a sudden was because of the discipline and organization they were proud of.

If they were facing ordinary soldiers of this era, they might still have a chance to stand up, but what they were facing was the 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 drill code, so the Detachment of Women's Army is on par with the trilogy in this respect.

Suddenly, Mo Qu was caught off guard, and turned his back on his back, unexpectedly 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 well-groomed, couldn't help lowering his head, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhang Ni's face was a bit ugly, he walked up to Feng Yong, and said in a low voice, "Junhou, please stop?"

Feng Yong nodded, "Let them stop."

Seeing Zhang Yi's expression again, he knew that he was angry and indisputable, so he smiled in relief, and handed over the paper in his hand, "Liu Hun's loss is not unjust, what Madam used was the prime minister's original eight formation map."

"In today's world, only the Tiger Infantry Army, which can hold back the elite cavalry of the Cao thief, has this kind of army formation. I didn't expect my wife to do it."

Feng Yongyue said, his mouth widened, and the smile on his face could not be concealed.

At the same time, she sighed in her heart, Huang Yueying seemed to really treat Xijun as her own daughter.

If this formation was not obtained from Huang Yueying, where else could it be?

Feng Yong said while thinking, "They underestimated the enemy just now, it's good to teach them a lesson, otherwise they really think that they are invincible."

Compared with before the Northern Expedition, the soldiers under him now generally have a kind of self-confidence that is very high.

Feng Yong knew that this was inevitable.

After all, just after leaving Novice Village, he got stuck and cut down a hall of the hostile guild without injury, and then fought **** against the elites led by the opponent's elders to not lose the wind.

At the same time, other elders in the gang captured other halls, and finally followed the deputy gang leader to fight in Longxi and cut off the Wei River.

A series of eye-catching operations made everyone in the guild shout "666", and at the same time, they were personally rewarded by the guild leader (a box of fabric tickets).

It is impossible to say that they have no pride.

It is a good thing to have self-confidence in the army, but it is dangerous to go too far, so it is good to let Guan Ji suppress it a little.

The trilogy around Feng Yong is also organized in the army, and they are elite personal guards.

It can be said that Liu Hun's trilogy lost carelessly, and it was also a face-slapping army.

The two sides in the field were ordered by the military, and soon began to withdraw from the field. Some of the fallen people couldn't stand up by themselves, and needed to be supported by their colleagues, which showed how ruthless the gang of women was.

Feng Yong sat back again.

"Brother, who do you think will win the next game?"

Zhang Xingyi saw that his previous prediction was verified, and he was very excited, so he asked another question.

"Naturally, Xijun."

Feng Yong replied without hesitation.

"Why?" Zhang Xingyi said rather dissatisfied, "Liu Hun is a barbarian, and the barbarian is very good at fighting! It's impossible for my sister to end in person, right?"

Guan Ji naturally couldn't end up arguing with others in public.

Feng Yong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Xingyi, but seeing the dimples on her cheeks and the rippling rays of light caused a burst of electricity to rush through his heart, "How about we make a bet?"

"Okay!" Zhang Xingyi readily agreed, "I bet my sister will win!"

Feng Tubie's expression froze.

"Say, what's the stake?"

Zhang Xingyi didn't want to let Feng Yong go, and asked after him.

"I thought about it, gambling is not a good thing, so forget it."

Feng Yong started playing tricks.

Zhang Xingyi's expression became annoyed, and with a "bah", he cursed, "You have no guts!"

Feng Yong pretended not to hear.

At this time, I saw the women's army in the field spread out a passage, and a mountain of meat walked into the field, shouting at the camp of Moqu, "Who wants to wrestle with me?"

It caused a slight commotion among everyone.

If Guan Ji doesn't know the weakness of Zhu Rong's mountain shaker, she may not be able to win it without injury if she is empty-handed.

According to Feng Yong's estimate, if they were given some kind of medicinal soup, it would probably be the famous Yellow Turban Warrior.

While everyone was discussing, no one noticed that Liu Hun's eyes flickered a little, and his face was a little dignified, as if he remembered something.

(end of this chapter)

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