Datang broom star

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Jiang Wei roared loudly.

Most of Qianniu Beishen was born in a noble family, and he has been familiar with military drills since he was a child.

The front team is commanding the battle at the forefront. Behind the front is seven people in the first row, eight in the second row, nine in the third and eleven in the fifth row. If you are timid to leave the formation or retreat, kill it immediately!

Jiang Wei himself led two subordinates to the rear. Once he found that there were soldiers in front of him who had left the formation or retreated, but the team officer hadn't killed him, he would kill the team officer!

This is the formation method of Datang's smallest combat unit.

The so-called Zhanfeng team is the soldiers who rush to the front line and fight the enemy at close quarters.

"Crossbowmen and archers step forward."

Because the number of people was too small, more than a dozen crossbowmen stood in front of the entire array, looking sparsely.

"The enemy rushed to the formation and fired arrows!"

Crossbowmen simulate firing arrows.

After a few rounds, the team shouted, "The enemy's twenty-step archers shoot their arrows!"

The archers released their arrows, and immediately returned to the formation together, changing their knives and sticks to join the formation of the front team.

Jiang Wei was very satisfied after this whole set of exercises, and asked, "How about Baiqi?"

The team in front was shouting: "Hundreds of riders are in order!"

"Woohoo! Woah!"

The Baiqi on the opposite side suddenly shouted in unison.

Then the crowd gathered.

This is ready to really charge.

"I can't beat the drums in rainy days!" Li Zhi frowned.

Among the hundred riders, the banner suddenly pressed forward.

Baiqi started to run.

"They're starting to charge." Xue Rengui was explaining, and suddenly gasped, "It's so neat!"

"What?" Li Zhi looked through the rain and mist, and saw Baiqi charging forward in a neat array, using Tang Xu as an arrow.

"Your Majesty, if you have a neat array, you can deter the enemy and make a powerful charge."

Li Zhi nodded, "The same is true for the cavalry, I know this, but why are the hundred cavalry so neat?"

"Qianniuwei is dispatched!"

Qianniuwei also started to attack, but

"Your Majesty, Qianniuwei"

Li Zhi nodded, "Needless to say, I have seen that Qianniuwei's formation is not as tight and tidy as Baiqi's, and the momentum is also much worse."

"Stop!" Li Zhi nodded, and Xue Rengui drew his bow and set an arrow in the city gate, and shot the arrow towards the void in front of him.

咻

This is Ming Dy!

Both sides began to slow down.

"Ming Jin!" Xue Rengui nodded, and someone was knocking behind him.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Baiqi stopped, Qianniuwei stopped.

The distance between the two sides was less than five steps. Tang Xu wiped the rainwater off his face and said with a grinning smile, "Jiang Wei, how is today?"

Jiang Wei let the rain fall on his face, narrowed his eyes and said: "You have no such ability! Who is it? Who reborn Baiqi in ten days?"

Tang Xu looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha!"

Yeah yeah just don't say it, it will kill you!

Both sides team up.

Jia Pingan suddenly shouted: "Sing."

Now that we have won, it is time to sing military songs to cheer up the brothers.

Bao Dong in the front took the lead, "Sing in Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain!"

More than a hundred people sang in unison, "Qinghai has long clouds and dark snow mountains, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance."

The singing was high-pitched, and Jiang Wei, who was in the whole team, turned around and hissed, "Whose poem is this?"

so heroic

Xue Rengui was also stunned.

"Qinghai's Changyun dark snow mountain, the lonely city looking at your Majesty Yumen Pass in the distance, I think of the years when I followed the late emperor to conquer Goryeo, my minister"

Li Zhi also listened in surprise.

"The yellow sand wears the golden armor in a hundred battles. If you don't break Loulan, you will never return it!"

The heroic spirit rushed out in the rain.

"Good poem!" Jiang Wei couldn't help applauding, "This is simply a poem written for my generation of warriors. Who wrote it?"

Xue Rengui clapped the halberd in his hand, and praised: "After listening to this poem, my blood boils. I want to charge the enemy with a gun, but where is the enemy? Where is it?"

Li Zhi saw Wang Zhongliang who was blushing without any notice. This servant clenched his fists tightly at the moment, looking like he wished he could join the army right away.

"A good poem indeed."

"Array!"

Ahead, the formation of hundreds of cavalry is complete.

Not moving.

Qian Niuwei, who had already walked over there, was stunned, and Jiang Wei scolded: "Do you want to do it again for us? Brothers, is it scary?"