Zhang Zixing said sternly: "These are just some ingenious things, and the general has over praised them. If you really want to restrain Quanrong and Dongyi, just relying on these two things is not enough. Saddle stirrups are simple to make, and the opponent can also imitate them; although Lian Zuo
It’s powerful, but the production is complicated and the weight is too heavy. After three consecutive shots, it takes too much time to reload the arrows. This is the weakness of both.”
Seeing Huang Feihu's pensive look, he added: "Moreover, troops have no constant shape, and water has no constant momentum. We need to predict the enemy's use of troops, and attack the enemy according to the situation. Over-reliance on a certain thing or use of troops will also delay the opportunity and be counterproductive."
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"Soldiers have no constant shape, and water has no constant power; anticipate the enemy's use of troops, and attack the enemy according to his situation..." Huang Feihu was shocked, showing a look of admiration, "Your Highness is well versed in the magical skills of military strategists, and he can express the essence of military use in just a few sentences. Although Feihu has served in the army for ten years,
A few years, but nowhere near as good as that!"
Zhang Zixing quickly tried his best to search for the part about the art of war in his memory, but it was a pity that the super computer was not there, otherwise the series of art of war in the database could knock Huang Feihu unconscious. Although his memory was incomplete, Zhang Zixing at least managed to make up some military training methods. The main ones were famous strategists of the Warring States Period.
Wu Qi's theory is "Victory is based on rule". "Wu Zi's Art of War" once said: "Be courteous when you live, and powerful when you move; you cannot advance when you are in charge, and you cannot retreat when you retreat; there is discipline in the front, and the left and right should follow each other; although you are absolutely complete, even if you are in charge of Chen,
"Scattered into a line", such an army is naturally invincible, "there is no one in the world, it is called the 'army of father and son'".
Although Zhang Zixing's words were very fragmentary, Huang Feihu, an expert, still understood a lot and felt that he had benefited a lot. One of them was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer, which made them more and more congenial.
Zhang Zixing's knowledge in this area is really limited. After talking for a long time, he felt that it was difficult and returned the topic to the improvement of ordnance, which he was more good at: "If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Ordnance also plays a very important role in war.
, His Highness has been doing a lot of research on this recently, and has also made several small objects in private. If the general is interested, we can discuss the details together someday."
"If a good worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools!" Huang Feihu knew that the "little things" mentioned by the prince were definitely not ordinary, and he was overjoyed: "Your Highness, the prince, is so intelligent that he is truly a blessing to our dynasty. I believe that it will be great soon."
The merchant army can sweep across the world and there will be no rivals!"
If it's just a regular battle - Zhang Zixing silently added in his heart, this world is not ordinary. Just a man with good Taoism and a magic weapon can destroy the entire army, even if you are armed to the teeth.
To plan for the present, we can only work hard to develop and strengthen ourselves, assess the situation and adapt accordingly.
Zhang Zixing pondered for a while, and then he caught a glimpse of Huang Feiyan looking towards him. Zhang Zixing smiled back at her. Two red clouds suddenly flew up on Huang Feiyan's face, and she quickly lowered her head. She felt like her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to look at him again.
Huang Feihu saw this and nodded secretly. He was about to continue asking questions about the art of war in detail when he suddenly saw a colorful light appearing in the distance. It got bigger and bigger and flew towards this direction. He didn't know what it was.
, suddenly became alert: "Your Highness, pay attention!"
Zhang Zixing also saw the colorful light, and quickly rode forward to block Huang Feiyan behind him. This small move made Huang Feiyan's eyes light up, and the eyes looking at his back became a little gentler.
The colorful light flew extremely fast, and soon it reached the sky in front of Zhang Zixing. However, for some unknown reason, its speed suddenly slowed down, and it gradually fell, seeming to have exhausted its strength.
The generals had already protected Zhang Zixing and the three of them, and all their bows and arrows were aimed at the colorful light that fell to the ground.
The colorful light gradually dissipated, revealing what was inside. It turned out to be a large, colorful bird, slowly walking towards this side.
"Monster bird! Retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being heartless!" Huang Feihu drew his long sword, pointed at the big bird and shouted loudly, but the bird didn't seem to hear it and kept moving forward.
Huang Feihu led the generals to draw their bows and prepare to shoot. Zhang Zixing has been practicing the Battle Soul Art for the past few months. In addition to the improvement in physical functions such as strength and speed, his spiritual sense has also gradually formed. He had noticed the invisible Wen Zhong in Zhaoxuan Hall that day.
.In Zhang Zixing's view, this big bird seemed to have unpredictable super power. Even a crossbow could never harm it, let alone ordinary weapons. He quickly shouted: "Stop!"
"This is an exotic bird from outside the country. I have seen it on ancient slips. Its name is... it is..." Huang Feiyan seemed unable to remember it for a moment. Due to the nature of women who love beauty, she did not want this beautiful bird from the bottom of her heart.
The birds died under the arrows, but I wonder what her state of mind was when she shot the elk with a flurry of arrows?
"It's called a peacock." Of course Zhang Zixing recognized this beautiful "exotic bird" as a peacock, and also found that there were large dark red blood stains on the feathers on the back of the peacock. It seemed that he had been seriously injured, so he quickly ordered the generals to put down their bows and arrows, get off their horses and walk up
Go.
"Your Highness, be careful!" Huang Feihu quickly dissuaded him.
Zhang Zixing shook his head to indicate that it was okay, stopped in front of Peacock, and asked: "Peacock, I know you are a practicing spiritual creature, but I don't know why you are seriously injured now? I am the current prince, do you need any help?"
Peacock seemed to be able to understand people's words and actually nodded to him. At this time, a subtle voice sounded in Zhang Zixing's ear: "I was chased by my enemy and was injured here. If His Highness the Crown Prince will not give up, please allow me to hide for a while. I will wait for you."
The enemy can just leave, and he will be rewarded generously in the future."
"Okay, how can I help you?" Zhang Zixing thought for a while and felt that this shouldn't be a difficult task, so he nodded and agreed.
The peacock glanced at Zhang Zixing, chirped softly, turned into a ray of yellow light, and flew towards him. Zhang Zixing instinctively felt that the yellow light was not malicious, so he did not avoid it. The yellow light circled behind him and followed him. Everyone
Suddenly, his vision was dazzled. The yellow light had disappeared, but he saw a bird-shaped pattern on the cloak behind the prince's back.
Zhang Zixing knew that the enemy who could hunt down the peacock was no ordinary person, so he quickly gave everyone a few instructions and continued to move forward pretending to be hunting.
Sure enough, not long after, two rays of light appeared from the horizon, one was a dazzling silver light, and the other was a burning fire light. The two rays of light seemed to find that the colored light disappeared here, so they also fell to the ground.
The light dissipated, revealing a man and a woman.
The person driving the silver light was a thin, middle-aged Taoist priest with a torn Taoist robe and large black blood stains. In the firelight was a young Taoist nun with a pretty face, wearing a long robe, a golden crown on her head, and a center between her eyebrows.
There was a red flame mark and an ancient sword in his hand.
"Did you guys see a colorful light just now?" The woman saw that everyone seemed to be headed by Zhang Zixing, and asked him loudly, with a very arrogant attitude. The others were just paying it off, but Zhang Zixing was secretly frightened. Although this
The Taoist nun was very beautiful, but he had no intention of admiring her, because he had already felt in his spiritual sense that both of them possessed extremely terrifying power, especially the middle-aged Taoist priest, who was as unfathomable as the peacock just now.
How could Huang Feihu allow this woman to be so presumptuous? He rode his horse forward and shouted loudly: "That Taoist nun must not be rude! His Royal Highness the Prince of Dashang is here!"
When the middle-aged Taoist priest heard that this young man was actually the prince of the dynasty, his eyes flashed. He looked Zhang Zixing up and down, then stepped forward and saluted: "It turns out that this young man is the prince, and Pindao is Taoist Duobao under the Biyou Palace.
This is my young disciple Huo Ling. Just now my master and disciple came here after chasing an evildoer. Please forgive me for being rude."
Although Taoist Aunt Huo Ling was disapproving of Zhang Zixing's status as the prince, she had no choice but to follow her master's bow when she saw him.
Duobao! Fire Spirit! Zhang Zixing immediately thought of the origins of this couple, and was really shocked.
The strongest person in Fengshen Yanyi is Taoist Hongjun, who represents the way of heaven, and is said to be the incarnation of Pangu; followed by Hongjun's three disciples, namely the three major leaders - Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian leader. The power of these three people
Although he is not as good as his master, he has already realized the Hunyuan Dao Fruit and achieved an immortal body.
The Taoist Duobao in front of me is the first disciple of Master Tongtian, one of the four direct disciples of Biyou Palace. It is said that he has obtained the true inheritance of Master Tongtian, and is the strongest person among the second generation disciples of Jiejiao. He can take over Guangdong with his physical body.
Chengzi's famous magic weapon Fan Tianyin, even Yun Zhongzi who Zhang Zixing once encountered, is no match for him. Taoist Sister Huoling is the Holy Mother of Fire Ling. She has profound magical power, and the golden cloud crown on her head also has the magical effect of invisibility.
He fought against Jiang Ziya, Nezha, and Wei Hu in a joint attack and was undefeated. Even Princess Longji, the daughter of the Golden Mother of Yaochi, was killed and wounded by his strange skills.
Zhang Zixing's thoughts changed, and he quickly got off his horse and returned the greeting: "It turns out that the Duobao Immortal and the Fire Spirit Holy Mother, who are under the sect of Saint Tongtian, have arrived here. Your Highness has admired these two great names for a long time. It is really a great blessing to see their beautiful faces today!"
Although Taoist Duobao is an outsider, in the whole world, he is not a guest of the king, a guest of the king, or a minister of the king. The cultivators are also within the scope of the rule of Dashang. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, they do not want to do anything to them.
The future emperor was rude. Unexpectedly, His Highness the Crown Prince was so respectful to his master and disciple. He couldn't help but feel happy, and the tense face of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit also softened.
"I am a poor Taoist master and disciple who has always been outside the country. I am really ashamed that I can get into His Highness's ears without even thinking about my name." Taoist Duobao said with a smile, but there was no "ashamed" expression on his face.
"My Highness once heard Grand Master Wen Zhong mention the masters in Jie Cult. In addition to the leader of your sect, Master Tongtian, I should recommend Immortal Duobao as the leader. The Holy Mother is also a famous teacher and disciple with profound Taoism. If it weren't for my highness's personal background,
Wan Cheng, I can't escape, and I still want to worship the immortal as my teacher!" Zhang Zixing said sincerely, and also showed his relationship with Wen Zhong, narrowing the distance between the two parties. Taoist Duobao heard what the Crown Prince said was clear-cut and trusting.
After a few minutes, I felt very comfortable in my heart and said a few words of humility.
"Excuse me, Your Highness, have you ever seen a colorful light pass by?" The same question was asked to Zhang Zixing. This time, the attitude of Our Lady of Fire Spirit was obviously much more polite.
Zhang Zixing replied: "Yes, there is indeed a colorful light flying towards the west. May I ask the Holy Mother, what kind of monster is this colorful light?"
"The West?" Our Lady of Fire Spirit did not immediately answer Zi Xing's question. She turned to look at Taoist Duobao with a questioning look in her eyes.
Taoist Duobao smiled slightly, and just as he was about to speak, a silver light suddenly shone in his eyes, falling on the cloak behind Zhang Zixing. He raised his brows, as if he noticed something.
Zhang Zixing's heart tightened and he secretly thought something was wrong.