"Harao Baoding, Xing and Bo's family have not taken action yet!"

Someone shouted, and Meng Ying said with a stern face: "Your Majesty will make a decision if you do it or not."

Xu Jingchang smiled and said, "Do you want to hide your weakness?"

When the emperor was not here, everyone finally felt a little relieved.

Fang Xing said, "Hide it! Potatoes are firearms, and your Majesty is not easy to practice."

Sure enough, potatoes raised their hands below.

Someone sent a musket, potatoes were on the horse, and then skillfully loaded the bullets and moved forward slowly.

This is not a rushing shot. According to Fang Xing, shooting on the galloping horse's back will make you lucky.

So when the potato drove the horse to about fifty steps away from the target, it stopped.

It is impossible for a horse to stop completely, it is moving constantly and subtlely.

The potatoes began to aim in this slight trembling environment.

"Bang!"

The sound of muskets rang out, and the smoke spread slightly.

The potatoes start to reload and aim again.

"Bang!"

"He fired a shot, and at least three or four arrows were shot."

After Tudou was shot three times, someone who reported the target went over and took a look and said, "One red heart, two deviants."

This score is far worse than that of the archer. Tudou came back calmly, and there was a bit of booing in the school ground intermittently.

Is this the means and ability of Xinghe Bo in the future?

Those people were secretly laughing at themselves, thinking that Tudou was incompetent on the horse and had no ability to get off the horse. Will he just hang out in the capital with the title of a young uncle in the future?

"Array!"

At this time, there was a loud shout on the right. Everyone looked at it and found that at some point, the students were actually wearing armor and had more muskets in their hands.

The targets are densely arranged in front and are moving forward in an array.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Three rounds of volleys, the target ahead was beyond recognition.

Meng Ying asked someone to shake the flag and the array began to withdraw.

"The sharpshooter is amazing!"

Fang Xing walked forward and said like a sermon: "How long does it take to develop a reliable archer?"

Anyone who practices archery knows this problem, so some people are thinking about it.

Fang Xing continued, "The musketeer only takes one month. If it is urgent, ten days and half a month will be possible. In comparison, do you think the faster-shooting bows and arrows are powerful or the musketeer is powerful? And there is another point, how many arrows can an archer shoot at most? But the musketeer is different. It only needs to load and no physical energy is consumed."

Xu Jingchang suddenly had a guess when he heard Fang Xing's words.

Is the so-called proofreading really just a process?

The emperor's purpose was to tell everyone that in the future, the Ming army would be dominated by firearms, supplemented by some spearmen and cavalry.

If this is the case, then one of the purposes of today is to tell these honorary relatives that you are out of date.

Anyone who is smart thinks of this, and then the sense of crisis immediately fills the heart.

Those who were making fun of the hardships of martial arts practice before, now wish they were one of those students.

But from the beginning to the present, except for a few, the martial arts have never recruited the children of honor and relatives at all.

Xunqi is about to be abandoned!

The sense of crisis was like a whip waving behind him, making the honors and relatives present blush.

"Staff! Are there any servants in each family who want to take action?"

Meng Ying's voice was a little hoarse. After shouting, someone below was probably desperate about his future and shouted: "Then Xin Laoqi is here! Are you going to be a target for him?"

"And that little knife, one hand flying knife is superb, who can defend it?"

Gu Qi couldn't help but look at the servants standing beside Tudou and Ping'an, and he was envious.

Xiaodao's flying knife is very famous in the capital, so as long as you recognize him and see him appear, you will nod your head slightly. But this is not politeness, but subconsciously trying to block the vital points of your throat with your chin.

Since that rainy night in Shandong, Xin Laoqi has called him the God of Killing behind his back, and he has complemented Fang Xing’s demon god.

After a while of complaint, Meng Ying didn't think it was too much and said, "I don't blame Your Majesty for not giving him a chance, let's break up!"

After a riot, everyone did not part and gathered together in groups of three or three.

"They are afraid of catching up with His Majesty. When they go home, they will have to be beaten. And it doesn't count if they don't get out of bed for a month or two."

Xu Xianzong came over, and Xu Jingchang acted as a father and asked him to take a detour home quickly, saying that he would invite him to wake up for lunch.

Before Fang Xing could refuse, Gu Qi smiled and said that he had treated him at noon.

"Is there any good food?"

Everyone is a powerful man, so there is no shortage of money for treating guests. All they care about is who they eat with.

Gu Yan smiled, "It's an unknown family. It looks like a house outside...inside..."

Fuck!

Fang Xing cursed inwardly and said, "At a young age, I'm careful to hurt my kidney water."

Gu Qi quickly said, "Uncle misunderstood, it's all about art."

Seeing him pretending to be shy, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh that the powerful and powerful sons were all human beings. Then he compared his two sons with him, feeling that he would not suffer any loss. Then he said calmly: "But isn't it for the show?"

Gu Sheng looked at Fang Xing in surprise, "Uncle actually... he actually knows this too?"

"roll!"

When Fang Xing saw Tudou and Ping'an coming back to the cottage, he scolded: "It's all not good at learning. When Zhenyuan Hou comes back, he knows that you have to break your legs."

When Gu Qi saw Tudou, he remembered the story of Qin Lou.

He was about to apologize to Fang Xing, but Fang Xing strode past him.

"Xin Laoqi, dare to fight with a certain family! No matter how life or death!"

Just ahead, a scary-tall man stood there calling out.

This big man is burly and has a height that is at least 1.9 meters tall.

The man was still shirtless in the cold weather, and his thick arms reminded the harsh words of the green skins: You can run horses on your arms.

No one asked him whose servant he was, Fang Xing's expression was a little strange, as if he was worried.

"It's Ma Detian!"

Xiaodao quietly squeezed over and said, "Master, Ma Detian is the servant that Chen Zhongcai will recruit. It is said that it is just a hiring, it is considered a tribute, and the treatment is excellent."

"What is he good at?"

The servants come out to perform martial arts, which is just Zhu Zhanji's evil taste.

"wrestling."

Xiaodao said with some concern: "Ma De's power is extremely powerful. He used to take more than a dozen subordinates to escort valuable things and his family to the rich merchants and nobles in Beijing. The thieves along the way were frightened!"

Xin Laoqi had already come out, and he walked to Ma Detian's three steps and then silent.

"Kill him!"

I don’t know who shouted in the crowd. Meng Ying was about to warn him, but someone said, “Harao Baoding, what is the rules for this competition? Is it a fake or something?”

Meng Ying turned her body expressionlessly and glanced at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

So there was a moment of silence on the school ground.

Very strange silence.

Everyone was looking at Fang Xing. Before Fang Xing nodded, Ma Detian did not dare to take action.

Fang Xing saw the daughter standing outside on the shaft. She was waving her small fists and shouting with red face.

This is like a college sports meeting!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "I never worry that Lao Qi will lose!"
Chapter completed!