Chapter 255 Early morning
Zhao Jin is sweating in the camp - as a general, Zhao Jin's status is not low. There are only six captains and twenty-four generals under Ying Yi's command. Counting the personal guards, there are only twenty-five. , he is one of these thirty-one people.
Zhao Jin has never read a book. Although he has been studying hard since joining the army, his results are average. He's just a rough guy. He is in his current position, commanding an elite army, invincible and invincible, because he dares to fight and kill, and is decisive in commanding in battle.
He is very clear about his roots, which is recklessness-not a derogatory term here, but a complimentary term. The so-called recklessness can be regarded as the meaning of fierce and decisive. And to be fierce, you must have the corresponding skills. Whether it is himself or his brothers.
Zhao Jin attaches great importance to military training. As long as he has time, he will never stop until the bones of his brothers fall apart. And he himself never lags behind, eating, living, and training together with his brothers without any compromise.
It was wartime now, and he was left behind to guard the capital. Although he had defeated two Ming court counterattacks, he could not relax. He camped outside the capital gate, divided his soldiers into two, and took turns to practice every other day. The defense was not relaxed, and the soldiers and horses were also trained in the same way.
The brothers under his command practiced every other day, and those who did not have their turn were responsible for defense and vigilance. As for himself, he practiced every day, either practicing martial arts by himself, or practicing military formations with the soldiers.
The first volume of the Martial Arts Book has long been popularized in the military, but it is also divided into levels. Above the generals, the entire content of the first volume is granted, and then it is reduced successively, to the level of ordinary soldiers, only one-third.
But only this one-third is more than enough for soldiers. Along the way, the army killed countless defenders and bandits along the way. After each battle, it received timely feedback from the Humanity Ranking. By now, every soldier is strong enough.
However, the strength of the body is only the foundation. To use this strength, you need skills.
Martial arts are skills.
By practicing martial arts, soldiers can quickly digest the violent strength brought by the true spirit feedback and transform it into killing skills, making the army quickly become stronger in the process of attacking cities and territories.
The loess was rolling on the school ground, and 1,500 strong soldiers were practicing military formations with loud shouts. Zhao Jin was practicing martial arts on the side, and he swung a spear made of gold-yuan alloy into a roar. His sweaty bronze body was shrouded in the dense shadows of the spear, forming a silver-gray shadow that was as far as one foot away. The loess dust is blocked outside the ball, like a huge khaki shell, flowing slowly with the tremor of the gun shadow.
At this moment, a soldier trotted over, stood still, and beat his chest: "My lord general!"
In an instant, the loess disintegrated and rolled up bursts of smoke and dust. Zhao Jin walked out with a spear in hand. His sweaty body was immediately covered with loess, like a clay figure.
Zhao Jinhun didn't care, grabbed a towel next to him and wiped it randomly, while asking: "What's the matter?"
The soldier said: "Someone asked to see the general, saying he was from the city."
"Someone from the city?"
Zhao Jin was startled, then changed his mind, and couldn't help but laugh: "There is someone coming from the city, tsk tsk... Go and ask someone to wait. After I have tidied up, I will go see him."
"Here!"
In the big tent, a middle-aged scribe looked restless. Several soldiers around him stared at him, their eyes looked like those of tigers and wolves, which made him frightened.
After a while, the scribe couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "May I ask when can I see you?"
The soldiers had expressionless faces and did not respond.
The scribe smiled awkwardly and remained silent. He felt that these tiger and wolf-like soldiers were as steely and inhumane.
When the scribes and others were sweating, footsteps were heard outside the tent. As the tent door opened, a burly armored general stepped in.
The scribe quickly stood up and bowed: "Young man Zhou Yuanyi, I would like to pay my respects to the general."
Zhao Jin waved his hand carelessly, sat down and said, "Who are you? What is the purpose of coming to see me? Tell me."
The scribe was startled and felt that the man in front of him was really vulgar, but he had no choice but to say: "I have been ordered to see the general. I have something to discuss."
Zhao Jin said: "What is it? Whose order is it from? Emperor Chongzhen?"
The scribe said awkwardly: "It is the order of Lord Zhou Yanru, the chief minister of the cabinet."
Zhao Jin laughed loudly: "It doesn't work for Emperor Chongzhen."
He ignored the scribe's blushing face and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with your cabinet minister? Don't be arrogant or secretive. I'm just a general and can't do anything." What a decision.”
The scribe smiled awkwardly and said: "Master Zhou, please ask this villain to ask how Lord Ying is doing."
Then he said: "The general is stationed under the city. I don't know what he wants to do? That's what Lord Zhou is asking."
"What do you want to do?" Zhao Jin couldn't stop laughing: "The general is stationed in the city. What do you want to do?"
The scribe's face was green and white, and he said: "With the general's force, it is not difficult to attack the city. But why... Mr. Zhou cannot guess what the Lord Ying wants. I want to ask the general to pass the message on his behalf, which may be able to change things." "
The scribe really had no way to fight with Zhao Jin, so he had to say this.
He presented a letter and was sent out by Zhao Jin: "Go back and tell your chief assistant, and I will hand over the letter truthfully."
With the letter in hand, Zhao Jin did not dare to read it, so he immediately called his soldiers and sent someone to deliver the letter east.
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The vast sound of horns sounded throughout the early morning, and the Tatar camp inside Qingshan Pass came to life as the sun rose.
Burying the pot to make rice, feeding the horses, step by step. The Tatars carried out everything according to their usual habits.
The Chiyou flag fluttering on the gate inside Qingshan Pass was finally discovered. Several horses came on horseback, and not far from the city gate, they finally saw Ying Yi sitting cross-legged under Chi You's banner and the ten soldiers behind Ying Yi.
The sound of the horse's hooves clattered with the sound of the bowstring, and the heavy arrow cut through the air, making a hissing sound, and murderous intent came straight towards Ying Yi.
Ying Yi remained unmoved. His bodyguards had already stepped forward. The two-foot dagger swung open like a bright moon. He cut off all the heavy arrows and clinked at the city gate.
"killed."
Ying Yi waved his hand.
The ten-foot-high Guancheng was not an obstacle. The ten soldiers jumped down and ran like fast horses, causing all the heavy arrows of the Tatar soldiers in front to miss. The Tatar soldiers are fierce, so why should we be afraid? On the contrary, seeing that Ying Yi's own soldiers were well-armored, he became greedy, abandoned his bow and rode his horse to charge towards him.
Although the Tatar soldiers are much more tyrannical than the Ming army, they are actually not as good as Ying Yi. It is not clear how rigorous the Tatar army is. At least in terms of equipment, it was extremely confusing.
These Tatar cavalrymen in white armor may use scimitars, hammers, or maces. They look brave, but are actually disorganized.
The two sides clashed, and the wrong horses passed by. Only a few horses of the Tatar soldiers were left, and everyone fell to the ground. The ten guards were unharmed, turned over, cut off the heads, and returned to the city.
