Chapter Four Hundred and Three: A Comparison
Xu Qian smiled and said, "Since Yang Zhangxue wants to compete in skills, it's okay. I have a way to fight with martial arts. I might as well fight with literary skills. I just think it's a celebration of the Queen Mother's birthday and have fun.
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Xu Qian thought to himself that Yang Yiqing was turned away and would definitely ask for a competition. The warriors in the Martial Arts School are now in the cutting wood stage, while the Royal Captain is still in the sharpening stage. The teaching of the Royal Academy emphasizes that sharpening the knife will not be cut by mistake.
If Chai Gong really wants to fight, the current Royal Captain may not be the opponent of the samurai warriors in the martial arts school. Since that is the case, then use the advantages of the Royal Captain to deal with the shortcomings of these samurai.
Jiajing was intrigued and said, "How to fight with others?"
Xu Qian said slowly: "In fact, the two armies fight each other, not only sword skills, but also physical strength and patience. It is better to let the two teams of officials stand in their armor. It depends on who supports them for a long time. Whoever wins.
If it moves, it will be eliminated."
Only Xu Qian could think of this kind of scam competition.
The so-called armor refers to mail. This kind of mail is not worn by ordinary people. The reason is very simple. It is too heavy. If it is a mail on the whole body, it will be at least dozens of kilograms. Although it is protected like a turtle, the old man is also a turtle.
Isn't it tired? Therefore, unless the Ming army is a senior military officer in a certain kind of special sincerity, they generally will not wear armor.
However, Xu Qian's proposal is novel, even Yang Yiqing cannot deny that the true elite is endurance. For example, an ordinary official army can only travel twenty miles a day. If it is an elite, it can do it for one day
Walking a hundred miles a night, don't underestimate the gap here. Yang Yiqing has worked as a commander in a border town. The so-called commander is to plan and make plans, spread out the map, and send orders, and at what time should a certain unit meet at what time
, a certain unit still appears here at this time, whether it is chasing, setting up an ambush, or intercepting it. Although it is clear at a glance on the map, it is not easy to implement your strategic intentions.
Because everyone is not superman, if you let ordinary troops arrive within the specified time of designated locations, others may not be able to arrive as scheduled.
The Mongols' power is his speed. The Mongols not only have war horses, but their endurance is also very comparable. They can often ride on horses without sleeping, appearing in places beyond everyone's expectations. If they let the iron
Mu Zhen commanded not the Mongolian cavalry, but a group of military officials. No matter what kind of bullshit he is or what kind of superman he is, he probably has to stop, because no matter how well the strategy is formulated, he cannot continue to execute it, and in the end he has to
Finished.
Xu Qian deeply agrees with this point. Napoleon, who was always victorious in history, died in the last battle. Although he was an outstanding commander and formulated the most perfect plan, his troops could not arrive as scheduled. The final defeat was shady.
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For example, in many battles, the opponent's troops were obviously worth millions, but they were often defeated by hundreds of thousands of troops using the sea of people. This is also because of this, because millions of troops could not gather together, they must be divided into cities.
As long as there are 200,000 well-trained military horses, they can march day and night, appear at the weak links of the opponent at any time, and surround 100,000 or 50,000 enemy troops with 200,000. Immediately launch an encirclement and suppression, and wait for the enemy's various places.
Reinforcements have arrived, the battle has ended, and they have already run away.
In a sense, the endurance of the army is more important than the explosive power of the army. In history, a truly strong army will always be the army with the strongest endurance, and it is such an army that can achieve the commander who wins every battle.
Jiajing looked at Yang Yiqing and said, "What do you think Yang Aiqing?"
Yang Yiqing said: "What Xu Shidu said is very reasonable. The elite soldiers from ancient times to the present are those who can tolerate what ordinary people cannot tolerate."
In fact, Yang Yiqing is quite confident in endurance because the samurai brought in are very strong and it is not a problem to stand in armor for an hour.
Jiajing was intrigued and smiled and said, "Then, just treat it as a play. This is not a dispute of loyalty, just playing around, going to get armor."
There are some mails in the treasury in the palace. Not long after, forty pairs of mails of the same standard were carried over. The warriors and the lieutenants changed into armor clothes one after another. The eunuch of the treasury reported: "This armor is in Shu."
The tribute said: The black tortoise shell weighs 37 kilograms."
Thirty-seven pounds may not be heavy, but after wearing them for a long time, you may not be able to stand still, and ordinary people may not be able to support you.
Jiajing nodded. As for the other princes and noble ladies, they were all in high spirits. As long as there was competition, they could attract other people's interest. The eunuchs traveled through the crowd and brought them dried fruits and tea. Everyone sat down one after another. Warriors
Standing on one side with the lieutenants wearing heavy armor, Lu Bing shouted loudly and said, "Line."
The team immediately changed from four horizontal and five vertical lines to one character, and all the lieutenants paused and then stopped moving.
The warriors were also not willing to be outdone. They stood on the other side with a strong body and relaxed body. Everyone stared at each other like a statue, and could no longer see any subtle movements.
Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Zhu with a little distressed feeling. Seeing Wang Zhu standing in the crowd in heavy armor, she couldn't help but frown and attached herself to the Queen Mother's ear and said, "Are you too wronged for the child?"
The Queen Mother smiled and said, "I'm wronged? The children of the Wang family are still afraid of grievances. Only by enduring hardships can they be the best. I don't even understand this principle. Does the Wang family want to continue with the temporary favor of the Ai family? Others
If you can do it, you can do it too.”
Mrs. Wang was immediately ashamed and dared not say much.
In the side hall, Hongxiu was already conscious. She stood here for so long, her neck was a little sore. She clenched her pink fists, stretched her waist, and couldn't help but smile: "From this palace, this kid Xu Qian
Win sure."
When the old lady heard His Highness call Xu Qian, she knew that the relationship between His Highness and Xu Qian was probably quite good. She smiled bitterly and said, "How can I see it?"
Hongxiu bit her lip, thought for a while, and said, "He won't suffer any loss."
If this is also a reason, then Xiao Ming beat Xu Yidun on the grounds that he forgot to brush his teeth in the morning, probably it is a good reason.
The time was very long. After three incense sticks, everyone was still motionless. Xu Qian sat upright and seemed to be sure of victory. Yang Yiqing was leisurely and looked leisurely.
Seeing that he stood like this, he was afraid that he would not be able to decide the winner in less than two hours. Xu Qian smiled slightly and said to Jiajing: "Your Majesty, time is in a hurry, and it is difficult to decide the winner."
"Um..." Jiajing also felt it made sense.
"But Weichen has a way, why not add some difficulty to them?"
"Difficulty?" Jiajing said lightly: "As long as it is fair, it's okay."
Xu Qian stood up and, in front of everyone, moved a few chairs between the captain and the warriors, then placed the fruits and vegetables on it, then pushed the oranges apart to reveal the fruits inside.
Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't ask much, even Yang Yiqing was suspicious.
Next, everyone finally knew what the Xu Shidu was thinking. Although this place was the palace, there were flies in the palace. When the flies were attracted, they flew immediately, buzzing on the orange meat, eating and drinking
His feet naturally swelled and his stomach flew around. At this moment, a fly crawled on Lu Bing's face, and the fly fell on the tip of his nose, making fun of him.
Everyone couldn't help but suck. For these nobles, they would definitely feel uncomfortable when attacked by flies and they had to slap them. However, Lu Bing still did not move. No matter how joking the flies were, they were still motionless on his face.
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On the contrary, the warriors on the other side were unable to get rid of their sexual desire. Flies fell on their faces and hands, and an inexplicable feeling filled their bodies. Now they wanted to dig their noses off, and they would not want to endure such torture.
But when I looked at the captain opposite, whether it was Wang Zhu or Qi Cheng, they all seemed to have lost their sense of touch. Apart from blinking eyes, they could hardly see any subtle movements.
There is a torture in the Jinyiwei who specifically tickled people. Often this torture is more effective than simple whipping, because although the subtle feeling is not strong enough, the pain that permeates the whole body is obviously more effective than a white knife into a red knife.
It's much more unbearable to be out of place.
Mrs. Wang had seen Wang Zhu's body covered with flies, and her heart was cut by a knife, but she saw that Wang Zhu still didn't move at all, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's usually a small bump and a small bump, but now...
but……"
The Queen Mother's eyes lit up and said, "This is a man."
Jiajing was gasping for a cold breath. It was hard to imagine that people could suffer this torment, and they almost couldn't bear it. However, seeing Xu Qian having a good time, he seemed to feel that he was not happy enough, and he couldn't help but feel that Xu Qian was too cruel.
Yang Yiqing felt something was wrong. He had seen that most of the warriors seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and even started to do some small movements, such as trembling slightly, as if he wanted to drive away the flies, while the Royal Captain still did.
It's like a stone sculpture.
Xu Qian sighed and said, "Oh... I'm afraid a few flies are not enough. Your Majesty, time is in a hurry. I'll try again." He stood up, smiled and ordered people to pick up the rattan, holding it in his hand.
The rattan is swaying in front of the lieutenants. Most people will dodge this situation out of human instinct, but these lieutenants are determined to make stone sculptures, but they still have no reaction at all.
At this moment, someone suddenly slapped his face hard, but a warrior behind Xu Qian finally couldn't help it and wanted to slap the fly on his face. Finally... he couldn't bear it anymore!
With the first one, the last psychological defense of the other warriors was removed, shaking their bodies one by one, driving away mosquitoes on their bodies, and exerting their bodies.
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Chapter completed!