Chapter 8 This is the unique trick for defeating the Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners! (Please collect, recommend, and read more)

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"What? Is there really a secret trick to defeat the Eight Banners soldiers?"

"President Wang, tell me quickly so that we can learn more about it!"

"That's right, you can defeat the Manchurian white-armored soldiers. This is an awesome skill!"

"Hey, hey, you guys should learn from this, so that you can use this skill to serve the Qing Dynasty in the future!"

As soon as they heard that there was a unique skill for defeating Manchurian white-armored soldiers, all the loyal officials of the Qing Dynasty in Yin'an Palace were no longer sleepy. Everyone looked at Wang Fuchen attentively, and a few even asked him about this skill. They must learn it hard! In the future,

Maybe it comes in handy? Even if it doesn’t come in handy, it’s just because you have so many skills that you don’t have enough skills!

And Wang Fuchen was a little speechless by these expectant looks. Why are you people so excited when you hear about the unique skill of defeating the Eight Banners' white-armored soldiers? Is it possible that you want to rebel after learning it? But this skill is not that powerful.

Otherwise, my cheating godfather Jiang will seek to usurp the throne and become the emperor, and then I will be the prince. Forget it, it’s better for Prince Ping Xi to make it clearer.

Wang Fuchen, a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, thought about it carefully, and finally said to Wu Sangui with a sincere face: "To be honest with you, I don't have any special skills for defeating the Manchu white-armored soldiers. I just make good use of the cavalry to charge into battle.

When I was following Mr. Jiang in Datong Town, I often trained in formations with the hundreds of servants passed down by my father. Over time, I became proficient. I could make more than a hundred riders in a row and form a close formation to attack together.

You can charge two to three hundred steps without breaking up."

Wu Sangui nodded, "Anyone can charge a cavalry formation, but it is not easy to charge in formation and not break up for two to three hundred steps. Assistant minister, how did you do it?"

Yes, just move your mouth, not your hands.

These bamboo poles are just ordinary bamboo poles, neither thick nor thin, nor too long. They are about eight or nine feet, almost two feet, so naturally they are not too heavy. There are still many thin branches on the top of the bamboo poles.

With Ye Zi, it couldn’t be easier to find bamboo poles of such thickness and length here in Yunnan. There are as many as you want, and the cost is of course extremely low.

Wang Fuchen wondered: Are they really thinking about rebellion?

At this time, Wu Sangui suddenly spoke, and the old traitor said: "Although the method mentioned by the assistant minister is simple, it is really not easy to do it well. It is difficult for the cavalry to form a formation, and they have to find it among the thousands of troops.

Take advantage of the opponent's weakness, succeed with another blow, and then retreat quickly without any delay. Minister, your horse kite and live Lu Bu's wisdom are indeed not false. If the number is larger, with thousands of cavalry, then

If we cooperate with the infantry and artillery to attack, Jiang Zongzhen may make a big mistake!"

Of course, we know that the longer the thing in our hand is, the easier it is to hit someone. We also know that it is no joke to get stuck in the face by the branches and leaves on the high-speed moving bamboo pole. If you get stuck, you will be disfigured, and you will be blinded if you are not careful.

Even the horse can't stand it!

If a row of wolves of eight feet and eight feet were poking at him like they were flying, the white-armored soldiers would have to flee!

Of course Wang Zhongxiao would not tolerate this ignorant Wu Shijue. He was very compassionate. Seeing that Wu Shijue and his old man Wu Guogui later embarked on the road of no return against the Qing Dynasty, he kindly taught them some lessons.

Really capable.

Wu Shicong hurriedly raised his hands in salute and said seriously: "My grandson has your order."

But Wang Zhongxiao sneaked into Wu Guogui's bamboo garden with Master Yu last night, cut down seven or eight bamboo poles that were two feet long, and used them as "fake guns" for martial arts competitions.

"You surnamed Wang are shameless."

Wu Sangui smiled again and said: "Minister, I am still not satisfied with listening to your explanation, but I still want to witness it with my own eyes. Tomorrow I want to watch the fight between the Young Master and Shi Jue, is there no problem?"

"Haha, Wu Er, I just need to stab you down today. Your maid will be mine!"

"Yes, yes, what the prince said is absolutely true!" Wang Fuchen nodded quickly, "If that's the case, then Fuchen will definitely be blamed for his death!"

When these two young loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty quarreled, Wu Sangui and the old loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty under him all looked like they were secretly enjoying themselves - these people were all experts at beating people on horseback.

"What? My back garden? These bamboos were cut from my back garden?"

"No, of course there is no problem." Wang Fuchen shook his head and smiled, "It's just that the son of a low-ranking official doesn't have much real ability. He just uses big words to coax people."

On the afternoon of the next day, outside Kunming City, in an empty wasteland near Wu Guogui's farm, a group of loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty who knew how to rebel under the command of Wu Sangui, the Western King of the Qing Dynasty, had gathered together. Everyone was wearing neat robes and shining boots, and they were surrounded

Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, was watching Wang Zhongxiao and Wu Shijue bickering there!

"Then let's change it. Break one off and exchange it for another. Can't you just poke the white-armored soldiers down one at a time?"

Wang Fuchen smiled and said: "Your Majesty, this is not too difficult. It is just to first figure out how many feet the distance of each step is when your horse is walking slowly, quickly, trot, or trot, and then decide to launch a charge.

Sometimes you have to walk a few slow steps, a few fast steps, a few small jogs, and a few fast canters. Finally, you have to train over and over again. Better riders are paired with smarter horses, and they train together for several months.

It’s all done.”

Wang Fuchen explained: "First of all, the cavalry and spear team led by Beijiu is small, and it is just a hundred and ten cavalry. Even if it can break through the enemy's formation, it can only return it with one blow and cannot fight the enemy fiercely; secondly, there are many cavalry teams of the Eight Banners soldiers, and Beijiu is in

Wherever there was a breakthrough, they would immediately pounce on me. If I had to walk slower, I would be surrounded by them. So Mr. Jiang finally did it."

"Of course not. Where are there so many bamboos in Datong? I was the one who came up with the idea of ​​using bamboo to replace spears. I am better than the old! Wu Er, think about it, how cheap is the bamboo in Yunnan? What is behind your home?

Just cut them in the garden and there will be a pile of them.”

"Did your old man use a wolf to knock the white-armored soldier off his horse?"

Having said this, Wang Fuchen still felt that something was not right in the atmosphere! He could only see the demons and ghosts under King Wu Sangui of Pingxi, all frowning, squinting, and shaking their heads as if in deep thought. Among them, Wu Guogui, Ma Bao, and Wang Pingfan,

The four Wu Shicong even showed ferocious expressions unconsciously.

Wu Yingqi interrupted at this time, "Why is it useless?"

Well, if you have real skills, you can be loyal to the Qing Dynasty in the future, right?

Therefore, Wang Zhongxiao did not get angry with Wu Shijue, but smiled and looked at the old traitor Wu Sangui who was sitting on a Taishi chair, and said unhurriedly: "Brother Wu, don't worry, I told you yesterday,

I want to challenge you with my old man’s unique skill of defeating Manchurian white-armored soldiers!”

Wu Sangui waved his hand, "It's okay, I just want to take a look." He then said to Wu Shicong, "Shicong, go and make arrangements and arrange the location of the competition in the open space outside Zhuangzi. Then I will meet with Wang

Let’s go to the main town to watch the battle together and tell Shijue and Zhongxiao to have a good competition and show off their true skills!”

But Wu Shijue still felt that it was a serious foul for Wang Zhongxiao to compete with him with this thing! It was the behavior of a shameless villain!

How could Wu Shijue agree to this? He immediately started arguing with Wang Zhongxiao in front of his grandfather Wu Sangui.

The reason why these two "villains" kept talking but not taking action was, of course, not that Pingxi King Wu Sangui came to see the fun, but because of a few eight-foot-long snake spears, no, they were eight-foot-long bamboo poles!

"Isn't this the wolf sword that Qi Jiajun once used? It's so long that it can be used for horse riding competitions? Wang Er, do you understand the rules?"

"One white-armored soldier at a time? What do you think a white-armored soldier is? A cabbage?"

There are rules for horseback riding competitions. There are special armors and spears used for competitions-the spear heads are removed and then tied with a cotton bag stained with lime powder. The cloth bag is stuck on the armor.

It is not easy to be fatal and will leave a white dot. After the competition, the referee only needs to count the white dots to know who won and who lost.

"Bamboo doesn't last long. If you poke it once, it will break."

Wu Sangui frowned slightly, his eyes shone, and he didn't know what he was thinking about?

Wang Fuchen added: "Later, when I followed General Jiang in his humble position to rebel, he often led hundreds of cavalry servants with long spears to attack the formations of the Eight Banners soldiers and the Green Camp soldiers. Nine times out of ten, they could break up their formations, but it was not possible.

Not of much use."

"Wu Er, don't worry! It's just a few bamboos! Just listen to what I have to say first. This bamboo is still very light after it is dried in the sun. There are so many bits and pieces on it that it can slap people's faces and horses' faces.

I can hit you all! You have to hide a little when I hit you later!"

If there were thousands of armored wolf cavalry, the Qing Dynasty would be great. Thinking of this, the facial expressions of these loyal officials of the Qing Dynasty all looked particularly loyal!

Wu Sangui couldn't help but let out a "loyal smile" and said to Wang Fuchen beside him: "Hey, Fuchen, you gave birth to a good son!"

When Wang Fuchen heard Wu Sangui praising his son, he also said cheerfully: "Your Majesty, that little brat will follow me. He is very smart. He is both civil and military. He can also read "The Doctrine of the Mean". He also wants to go to Beijing this time to pick a royal guard.

, from now on, just like me, be a general soldier!"

Wu Sangui nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, you are ambitious!" The old man waved again, called Wang Zhongxiao to him, and told him, "Zhongxiao, cut off all the bits and pieces on those wolf whisks and put them together again."

Shi Jue has to convince him to lose in a competition! If you win this competition, I will write to Ying Xiong and ask him to come forward and recommend you to Master Ao. With the respect of Master Ao and me,

What is a royal bodyguard?"

Ah, now it’s good, Wang Zhongxiao can be regarded as a loyal minister of the Qing Dynasty, a member of Obai’s party and Wu Sangui’s party!
Chapter completed!