With lightning speed, Ren Ning pulled out the long thin needle.
咴咴咴!
Chai Feng whined for a while.
"Okay, be good, Zhui Feng. It won't hurt anymore." He comforted the dark horse who was anxious and in pain.
Despite this, Ren Ning still carefully inspected the black horse's body with his gold finger, and even lifted up the four hooves to check.
After confirming that there was nothing else, he backed away.
Looking at the thin needle in his hand, Ren Ning's face turned gloomy.
As a war horse, not being afraid of injury and getting used to pain are two of the trainings.
During training, owners often use sharp tools such as knives to gently cut the horse's buttocks, legs and other dry and fleshy areas to allow the horse to get used to being attacked or injured.
As the saying goes, habits become natural. When the horse is on the battlefield, it will no longer run around like crazy because of being attacked or in pain.
But no one has ever trained a war horse by inserting a thin needle into the fold between the front legs of the horse, in such a hidden and hard-to-find place.
Ren Ning understood somewhat.
It seems that apart from the traitor who poisoned the horse two years ago, there were other two young men hiding in the fortress who were not found.
These people do not dare to poison or there is no poison to poison, so they can only pretend to choose horses and use such despicable tricks to silently destroy some high-quality war horses.
After figuring out the reason, Ren Ning patted the black horse that was rubbing against him affectionately, turned around and left.
After all, he had to thank these traitors.
Otherwise, given the current shortage of horses in horse breeding camps, it would be really not easy for him to find such an excellent mount.
Ren Ning put away the fine needle and did not report it immediately.
He hasn't even cleared up his identity yet, so he won't make trouble for the time being.
For more than half a month after he came down, Ren Ning fed and trained the horses and cultivated a relationship with the mounts while resuming exercise.
Except for Mrs. Zhang's trouble when she came over for a routine check-up and dressing change, she was happy to let it go.
This morning, Ren Ning was riding horses at the racecourse.
咴咴咴!
Tilting!
Suddenly thousands of horses galloped into the fortress.
Countless horses ran past in formation, and the sound of hooves outside was loud and thick smoke was raised.
With such a large scout camp, the ground was also shaking faintly.
The horse comes and goes quickly.
After a while, the fortress became quiet again and returned to its original silence. However, there was a bit of a chilling atmosphere in the air.
Ren Ning stood blankly, unable to sit still.
He was an excellent scout. Based on the vibration of the ground and the sound of horse hooves, he could roughly guess the type and number of cavalry that had just set off.
Fully 20,000 light cavalry left the fortress through the west gate.
Heading west, you will naturally head towards the grassland.
The twenty-fourth solar term is about to come to Bailu, and the whole cloud is about to enter the autumn harvest season. At this time, Xiliang people like to go eastward, intending to plunder materials and wealth to prepare for the winter.
As a Yanjie person who protects his family and country, if the intelligence is accurate, he will strike first and take the initiative to drive away those Xiliang people who are trying to advance eastward as far as possible.
The fortress is just a stronghold, but the troops/people in the fortress never only defend but do not attack.
Twenty thousand light cavalry may not seem like much, but they are actually half of the fortress's cavalry. As for whether there are infantry accompanying them, Ren Ning has not been able to leave the scout camp these days, so it is not clear for a while.
He silently glanced at the western skyline.
The army went out to fight, but not a blade of grass grew.
I hope that tribes such as Lanmang and Kailun who have good relations with Yunzhui will be safe and sound.
It's just that there are so many Xiliang soldiers from the Kailun tribe, and they have no defense. The fate of those who come down is probably not going to be good...
After a quick lunch, Ren Ning took some drawings and found his striker Gao Deming.
Although Gao Deming was only a general, he was always very busy. However, he received Ren Ning patiently.
"General, all the weapons of my subordinates were lost last time I went out. I have nothing to do these days, so I thought about some personal weapons and wanted to go to the forging camp to forge them. You see..."
"Yeah." Gao Deming was noncommittal.
He took Ren Ning's drawings and looked at them. Sure enough, they looked like weapons. But compared to the shapes of the weapons on the drawings, the strange drawing method attracted Gao Deming's attention.
"This painting method is a bit weird."
"This subordinate is just thinking about it." Ren Ning chuckled.
Of course weird.
Except for the dimensions in the drawings, which are in units that ancient people could understand, the rest are standard mechanical drawings.
Gao Deming glanced at him and asked shamelessly: "How do you read these drawings?"
If Ren Ning cannot pass the Gao Deming test, he will not be able to leave the scout camp.
He explained patiently, "This is a three-view painting method."
"Take this saber as an example. This is a top view. As the name suggests, it is what the knife looks like when you look down from above."
Well.
Gao Deming nodded.
"This is the front view, which is what it looks like when the saber is at eye level. In addition, this is the left view, which is what it looks like from the left. And this is the cross-sectional view, where you can see the details in the middle of the saber. This is
It’s a cross-sectional view…”
Ren Ning explained in detail.
"With this method of drawing, craftsmen can quickly understand what these weapons or items they have never seen look like. Then they select materials and processes according to the following technical requirements. They can quickly create weapons and substances."
"It's interesting." Gao Deming was very interested.
He tilted his head and thought for a long time, and he could roughly imagine the appearance of some simple weapons on the drawings. However, without professional training, he couldn't put together some of the details on the drawings no matter how hard he racked his brains.
"I just don't know if it's practical?" Gao Deming said.
The striker was just talking to himself, not asking him.
Ren Ning stood silently.
After a while, Gao Deming came to his senses. He no longer paid attention to the so-called three-view drawing method, but turned over his office desk and took out a form.
"You don't need to waste time on me if you know how to read. This is your merit list for this mission. The review was completed some time ago, but I was too busy and forgot to give it to you."
"Take it and take a look. If you have any questions, come back and tell me."
Ren Ning nodded and took it.
"General." He did not immediately check the military achievements above, but raised the weapon blueprint in his hand: "Can my subordinates go to build the camp regarding this weapon?"
"Go." Gao Deming waved his hand, "You have difficulty moving. I will find someone to accompany you later."
Ren Ning was not surprised and nodded in agreement.
The lack of mobility is just a nice excuse, the real thing is to find someone to keep an eye on.
After leaving Gao Deming's barracks, Ren Ning looked at his military achievements in front of the guards while waiting for others.
"There shouldn't be much military merit." He muttered to himself.
The fortress pays attention to clear rewards and punishments. The same team pays attention to advancing and retreating together.
None of the other members of Ren Ning's scouting team came back alive. Based on this alone, he wouldn't be too surprised if his military merit was negative.
In addition, although the war horse belongs to him, it is also a treasured asset of the fortress. He just picked a mount, and the corresponding military merit will be deducted from it.
Ren Ning glanced at the military performance meter quickly.
Fortunately, he brought back enough information, killed many enemies, and even brought back a token entrusted to his comrades before they died.
Although it is difficult to verify the enemy kills for a while, the information brought back is absolutely true, otherwise there would not be a large-scale cavalry expedition in the morning.
Therefore, after adding and subtracting, some of his military merits are left.
With twelve military merits at the top, he only had one outstanding turn at this time, which was even less than the simple-minded Gu Datoudu.
Ren Ning has long known the rewards that can be exchanged for.
A little money and his next generation of male descendants have the qualifications to attend the Imperial College.
Ren Ning curled his lips.
Money is fine, but the latter is a complete mess.
Obtaining the qualification does not mean that you can directly study in the Imperial College. It is more similar to whether you are qualified to take the exam for Tsinghua University or Peking University, but whether you can get into it depends on your personal ability.
The Imperial College is the highest institution of learning in the Yunchui Empire. Without some real knowledge, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to enter and study.
Thinking of this, Ren Ning couldn't help but think of Ying Pan.
As an international student, this girl's eldest brother could easily enter the Imperial College to study without passing the provincial or provincial examinations.