After hearing Lu Xiaohan's short remarks, even Song Qianhe himself didn't know how to retaliate. He knew that right at the gate of the university grounds, he and Qin Ming were blocked to death by a few people who didn't understand the techniques.

Damn it, from this point of view, how important the formation and the arrangement of the army are.

Seeing that there were no more people who opposed him, Lu Xiaohan sighed again, this school ground is too small, we have to find a big school ground that can accommodate activities.

Hearing this, everyone bowed their heads. After all, they had suffered a loss in the university field once, and they all had no shame in going back. But Si Kong Bingling smiled and said: "That's easy to say, I will send someone to apply for the university field right away."

Right to use." His face is much thicker than those who live in Xueyu Palace and are obsessed with face.

Lu Xiaohan shook his head and said: "It's not necessary. The campus of Shuangtai is really too flat. Even if it is refined, it is not suitable for the regular execution of the army." Lu Xiaohan said, raising his hand to his chin and said: "I do.

I know a place, halfway up the southwest mountain range of Yangtian Mountain, where there is a relatively flat ground with a forest next to it, and you can train in any scene."

Qin Ming said with some worry: "I heard that avalanches often happen there."

Lu Xiaohan smiled and said, "Can't you guys stop an avalanche?"

After hearing this, everyone understood. It seemed that the only one who needed to worry about the avalanche was the bloated recruit below.

Lu Xiaoshuang looked at the people below carefully and said, "Eighth Prince, have you ever thought about transforming the Hehuan Sect?"

Hearing the words transformation, Sikong Bingling asked with great interest: "Transformation? Transformation into what?"

Lu Xiaoshuang said with some seriousness: "Convert these more than 4,000 people from the Hehuan Sect into heavy cavalry."

The first person to retort after hearing this was Qin Ming. Qin Ming said anxiously: "The Snow Cavalry Army is already the largest cavalry force in the Snow Country. On this basis, the Snow Country no longer needs to add cavalry, and even if it is added,

, others will only think that we are just imitating the Snow Cavalry."

Lu Xiaohan shook his head and denied: "I have no interest in imitating other people's armies. The Snow Cavalry Army is only a light cavalry at best. What I want is that we can form a heavy cavalry. There is a record in the military history of the Tu people, in Deyu

During the reign of Emperor Huangdi, there had been organized

The heavy cavalry, as recorded in the book, were covered in heavy armor, which spread all the way to the horses' hooves. Not only that, they also had thick shields like iron gates, and a row of shields stood on the ground like

It's a city wall.'"

Then Lu Xiaohan asked again: "What do you think the weapons of this army are?"

Qin Ming replied curiously: "Isn't it a spear?" According to common sense, the only weapon that can be wielded while sitting on a high horse is a spear.

Sikong Bingling smiled and said: "They wielded one-handed double-edged swords. They gave up many attacks and only focused on defense. However, some books also recorded that this army once relied on its hard armor and heavy

The hoofs of his horses flattened an infantry unit."

Lu Xiaohan looked at Sikong Bingling with admiration, stretched out a finger and pointed at the ritual knife carried on Sikong Bingling's back and said: "That's because they don't have the acacia knife!"

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling seemed to understand what he meant, so he suddenly asked: "Do you mean to give each of them an acacia knife?"

Lu Xiaohan nodded and emphasized: "It's just this type of knife!"

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling fell into deep thought, and murmured: "It seems that something is going on..."

The subtle voice was heard by Lu Xiaohan. She smiled and said: "If that's the case, I heard that the cold winter plains in Xiling are rich in a kind of BMW with dark clouds and snow. Where can we catch four thousand horses?

Then we’ll start customizing the armor and starting weight-bearing exercises tomorrow!”

Sikong Bingling smiled and clapped his hands and said, "If this is the case, I will arrange the making of armor. As for the horse."

Sikong Bingling turned to look at Ling Yue and asked maliciously: "I wonder if my future father-in-law has any ideas?"

The first person who heard this was uncomfortable with Diewu. She pointed at Si Kong Bingling and shouted, "Why do you treat yourself like an outsider?" But after thinking about it, she didn't know what to say. After all, he

He was also Ling Yue's savior, and King Xiling also entrusted Ling Yue to him.

Ling Yue nodded and said, "This should be no problem. I can send a message back to my father to prepare the horses."

At this time, Song Qianhe approached Sikong Bingling and asked cautiously: "Prince, do you think this person looks a bit like Lu Xiaoshuang?"

Hearing this, Sikong Bingling smiled, put his hand on Lu Xiaohan's thin shoulder and said: "She is Lu Xiaoshuang's biological sister, Lu Xiaohan, who inherited Lu Gong's legacy, and she will serve as the military advisor of the Hehuan Sect. There must be no

question."

Hearing this, Qin Ming moved. After everyone left, Qin Ming carefully took out a bamboo tube from his pocket. The bamboo tube contained a white bee the size of a finger. This was the legend passed down by the prehistoric people.

Qin Ming quickly wrote a few words on the bamboo tube behind the letter bee, and then threw it into the air. The letter bee fluttered in one direction.

Where Xin Feng was, there turned out to be Wei Lan. At this time, Wei Lan was sitting outside the princess's boudoir, not only like a personal bodyguard, but also a bit like a doorman. He stretched out his hand to borrow Xin Feng, and looked

Seeing himself above, he suddenly stood up from the bench next to the table, and then quickly ran towards the room where the purple-clothed princess was.

But when he walked to the front of the room, Wei Lan slowed down again. He patted the snow on his body and knocked gently on the door. He heard a reply from inside and then walked in.

Before Princess Ziyi could ask questions, Wei Lan suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a panic: "Princess, there is news. What happened to the Eighth Prince in the inner courtyard is because Sikong Bingling went to the inner courtyard to find Lu Xiaohan as the Hehuan Sect.

strategist!"

"Lu Xiaohan?" Princess Ziyi chewed the name in her mouth, and then asked curiously.

"She is the daughter of Gong Lu and Minister Lu!" Wei Lan said anxiously.

Hearing this, the purple-clothed princess immediately sat up from her chair. She stretched out her hands and clawed at the armrests of the lounge chair. She frowned and said: "Find a way to get her away from Sikong Bingling, even if she is killed, it doesn't matter."

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Chapter completed!