The atmosphere in Yang Feng's camp became even more enthusiastic. The soldiers of the Chinese army lined the streets to welcome him. They struck the ground with their spears and shouted long live the mountain.
The environment is not very good, there is so much dust that I can't even open my eyes, and I eat dirt every time I open my mouth.
These farmers-born soldiers didn't care, but Liu Xie was a little overwhelmed.
Although he always joked about eating dirt in his previous life, he has never eaten so much dirt in his two lives.
He tried his best to keep a smile, raised his hands to greet the soldiers, and kept his mouth shut. He wished he could hold his breath until he got to Yang Feng's Chinese army's tent, dismounted from his horse, and entered the tent, finally escaping from the sea of suffering.
Yang Feng knew what was going on and immediately ordered people to bring water to wash away the emperor's dust.
It really cleanses the dust.
After Liu Xie washed his face, a large basin of water was so turbid that he could not see the bottom of the basin.
Yang Xiu waited for a long time, but did not get the water prepared for him. He was so angry that he sat aside with a look of disgrace.
With a slight movement, the Jin Xian Guan will fall down, bringing with it a smoke effect.
Yang Feng ordered the wine to be served, and Yang Xiu picked it up. Just as he was about to drink it, a handful of loess fell into the cup, making it suddenly turbid.
"General Xingyi, how do you drink this wine?" Yang Xiu couldn't hold back and laughed as politely as possible.
"Just drink like this." Yang Feng said, picking up the wine glass, drinking it down in one gulp without caring, and smacking his lips specially. "The waiter may not know that when we are so hungry, we even eat dirt."
Yang Xiu felt bitter, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
The expression is indescribable.
Liu Xie coughed and motioned to Yang Feng to get more water.
Yang Feng was deliberately retaliating for Yang Biao's previous contempt for him, just like his attentiveness to him, which was too straightforward.
Not elegant enough.
Yang Feng was very considerate to Liu Xie and ordered people to bring water for Yang Xiu to clean.
After the episode, Yang Feng sincerely asked Liu Xie for advice on how to improve combat effectiveness and reduce casualties as a war was imminent.
"I once served as a subordinate of Li Jue. I was dissatisfied with his domineering behavior and lack of courtesy. I tried my best to attack him, but my plan was not kept secret and failed. Now that Li Jue comes again, he will regard me as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. I dare to ask him.
Your Majesty gave you a strange plan to help me defeat the enemy, behead Li Jue, and hang it in the North Tower."
Liu Xie said: "The general has high hopes for me, must he have something to rely on?"
Yang Feng nodded repeatedly. "I listen to your majesty's plan. It will be miraculous if you can train the guards to ride for only a few days. If you can use this plan to train your soldiers, they may be able to fight with Li Jue. Although I am ignorant, I dare not agree with An."
Gather the generals as equals, be loyal to His Majesty, and ask yourself not to give in an inch."
Liu Xie took the initiative to ignore Yang Feng's flattery and grasped the key point.
"The general's cavalry has made some progress. How could it be that they just fell from the sky?"
Yang Feng blinked and looked at Liu Xie blankly.
Didn't it fall from the sky? Could it be that it was born from the earth?
Seeing Yang Feng's expression, Liu Xie realized that he had overestimated Yang Feng's understanding.
He is not Wang Chang and others. He has read some books and is in contact with ministers all day long. He has a certain foundation in observing facial expressions and tasting the implication of words.
Yang Feng is a martial artist. He has many opportunities to use his hands, but very limited opportunities to use his brain.
"The general is very skilled in martial arts. He must often compete with others, right?"
"That's right." Yang Feng chuckled twice, raised his arm, and showed his fist. He glanced around and saw Wang Yue behind Liu Xie, then put it away again, and said seriously: "It's just the courage of an ordinary man.
Not worth mentioning."
"General, how do you compare yourself to Wang Yue?"
Yang Feng's face looked a little ugly. "It's not as good as that."
"General, do you think it's because the martial arts you practice are different, or because your level is insufficient?"
Yang Feng remained silent.
Liu Xie winked, Wang Yue understood, stepped forward to the banquet, saluted Liu Xie and Yang Feng, then drew his sword and demonstrated several moves.
The sword skills he demonstrated were not exquisite, they were just the moves that everyone in the army knew. But every move he performed had a compelling momentum in his hands. He was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit. The blade moved wherever he went.
, there is a great feeling of not being able to push through anything.
Yang Feng's eyes widened when he saw it.
Liu Xie tapped the table and reminded Yang Feng, "Can the general know these sword skills?"
"Yes, yes."
"If the general fights against him, what is the chance of winning?"
Yang Feng was startled, came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "Uh, at most 30%."
"Do you know how Wang Yue practices these moves?"
Yang Feng asked quickly: "I don't know."
Liu Xie looked at Wang Yue.
Wang Yue returned the sword to its sheath, cupped his hand and said: "When I first started practicing, I used five hundred swords per style. After a few months of mastering, I reduced it to a hundred swords a day. Now that I have mastered it by heart, I can count the swords every day and practice them all the time."
Yang Feng suddenly understood. "It turns out... the world-famous great swordsman also practices his sword like this. There is nothing surprising about it."
"How many moves does the general practice every day? How many swords does he practice in each move?"
Yang Feng suddenly became ashamed, waved his hands repeatedly, and changed the topic. "Your Majesty, you mean to say that training soldiers is like practicing martial arts, and the most important thing is mastery?"
Liu Xie raised his thumb. "General, he is indeed a master. He can tell the truth with just one point."
After receiving the emperor's praise, Yang Feng felt proud and grinned.
Yang Xiu curled his lips secretly, but in his heart he admired the emperor a little.
Only the emperor had such patience to talk to Yang Feng. If it were him, he would walk away if he didn't agree with him.
No wonder those military princes and captains were particularly close to the emperor when they saw him. I think that when the emperor was in Dong Cheng's camp, he was so approachable when getting along with the soldiers, and this was how he achieved the record of repelling Guo Si.
Liu Xie took advantage of the situation and returned to the topic.
"The general's bodyguard cavalry are carefully selected, but although they protect the general and often rush to the front with the general, they rarely have the opportunity to fight against the real elite cavalry. When masters compete, the outcome is decided by a hair's breadth.
This is the general's negligence. With a little training, you can eliminate the rough and save the essence, and reach a higher level, enough to fight against Hu Feng."
Liu Xie stopped and took a sip of water, giving Yang Feng time to think.
Yang Feng tugged at the short beard under his chin and rolled his eyes around.
Although he has little education, he has fought countless battles with others over the years, and he understands what Liu Xie says immediately.
The only difference between him and Liu Xie is that he never thought that military training and martial arts training were the same.
Of course, as far as martial arts training is concerned, he only likes to fight bravely and fiercely, relying solely on his talent. He has not reached the level of Wang Yue who uses martial arts to discuss Taoism.
After listening to Liu Xie's explanation, he realized that it was not difficult and he could do it.
It’s just a matter of practicing more, there’s nothing magical about it.
"The general has been in the army for many years and was in Li Jue's army. He must be well aware of Li Jue's tactics." Liu Xie reminded: "It shouldn't be difficult to defeat Li Jue by doing some targeted exercises, right?"
Yang Fengshen thought so and stood up to salute Liu Xieshen. "Thank you, Your Majesty, for reminding me. I know what to do. I will deploy the generals and prepare accordingly."
"No rush." Liu Xie waved his hand, signaling Yang Feng to be calm. "Before practice, there is one important thing to resolve."
"Is there anything more important than facing Li Jue?"
"Of course there is." Liu Xie said: "Is the general going to defend his position and wait for Li Jue to attack, or is he going to take the initiative and fight Li Jue in the field?"