Chapter 2580

When the final data came out, Fang woke up and looked at it, then handed it to Zhang Fu and said, "it was rushed in."

Chen Mao asked, "can you stop it?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "without follow-up supplement, it can't be stopped."

Wang Tong was very interested in this way of judging the victory and defeat. Hearing the speech, he asked, "xinghebo, what support do you want?"

When Fang woke up to see he Lian and Gao Yanbai coming up, he didn't expect to leave room for them. He said, "during the last Northern Expedition, the firearm array was also intruded by the enemy. The rear catapult immediately fired a wave of pots to block the follow-up of the enemy. Then I took people to attack and drove the enemy out. The thousand households of martial arts reinforced in time, which blocked the gap. Otherwise..."

Everyone was there, but they were on both wings and in the Chinese army. But I still felt the tragedy from Fang Xing's description.

"If the firearm guard is broken through by cavalry, it is almost a massacre."

Fang Xing did not blame he chain and Gao Yanbai, but said the results after the failure.

He chain said sincerely, "uncle, how can I train soldiers as soon as possible?"

Here are all veteran generals, but they have a poor understanding of the training of the firearm army.

"Actual combat, or an atmosphere close to actual combat, such as the rush just now."

Fang Xing feels that the biggest problem with the current practice is that it is not close to the actual combat, so no matter how good the practice is, it is also a decoration.

He said to Zhang Fu and others, "it's no use putting on airs. You should all know that no matter how powerful a warrior is, as long as he hasn't been on the battlefield, even if he can defeat 100 with one, he has a hundred times less chance of surviving in the first fight than an old soldier."

Everyone knew this truth. Zhang Fu immediately woke up and said, "you mean they're only bad for exercise?"

Fang woke up and nodded, "yes, but they can't be vanguards. They don't necessarily have the opportunity to train with a small group of enemy before the war, so they should practice close to the actual battle now."

Meng Ying pondered for a moment and said, "there are a lot of old soldiers in the army, but they will eventually retire in batches. After they retire, how can we ensure the strength of the Ming army?"

Zhang Fu said, "we can only let the old soldier take it for a few years."

Veterans lead recruits, which is a common means throughout history.

Wang Tong said, "you can practice for ten years. It's better to see blood on the battlefield."

Fang Xing said approvingly, "that's the truth. No matter how elite a soldier is, he can't be elite without blood."

"Practice."

Fang Xing and others left and continued to inspect the army in other places.

"Practice!"

He chain yelled down, but tragically found that Zhu Mian and Xue Shen left with their imaginary enemy.

"How do we practice?"

He was stupid, but Gao Yanbai didn't move!

"Hurry and ask for help!"

Everything is close to actual combat!

The latest training standards have come out, so chickens fly and dogs jump everywhere, looking for imaginary enemies.

Finally, the governor's office and the military headquarters came forward and matched their imaginary enemy partners with the guard stations according to the style of the coalition army.

The war spirit is boiling everywhere.

Fang Xing hasn't been home in recent days. His family has long been used to following him on the expedition.

And martial arts is brewing a trend recently.

"We want to join!"

Groups of students were discussing the western expedition during recess.

"Our martial arts formed a thousand households in the last Northern Expedition, and we turned the tide at the critical moment. Why not this time?"

"There are more firearm guards now. Don't you need us?"

"Bullshit! It's said that the best practice is to see blood, but how many people have seen blood in martial arts?"

"Has the eldest son of Xinghe Bo family seen blood?"

The students were excited, but someone brought potatoes in.

Tudou talked with some good friends on the side, and the topic was whether he could follow the western expedition.

Hearing the speech, someone said, "as a general, I'll return it. Students don't take credit for going. Most of them don't go."

Everyone looked at the potatoes on the side.

Tudou's good friend scolded, "what do you mean by taking Fang Han with you?"

There was some tension.

There are fights in martial arts almost every day. Even potatoes have been encountered more than ten times, but more wins and less losses make it impossible for others to say that he is a dandy.

The two groups began to prepare.

Potatoes tidy up and rush over first.

"Fight!"

The potato knocked one down with a punch and was kicked over by someone. He got up and hugged another person, used the means Xin Laoqi taught him, and easily fell down his opponent.

Later, after the fight, two sergeants stood on the side, looking at them coldly, "get up."

There are a group of energetic men in martial arts, and even Sergeants are in charge of discipline.

Everyone was rushed to the school yard to stop and couldn't go in later class.

The sun was a little big, and two sergeants were watching them. If anyone moved, they would increase the weight.

Tudou stood straighter and more stable than anyone. His clothes were soaked with sweat, but he still didn't move.

After class again, their punishment was over.

A group of people hit and then hit, and now they began to talk shoulder to shoulder.

In front of the classroom, a student shouted, "Fang Han, are you going to the western expedition?"

Tudou stopped, then looked at the students around him, slightly raised his head and said, "martial arts go, I will go! If martial arts don't go, I will ask my father to take it."

Potato's face was full of sweat and his body was half wet, but he spoke very seriously, and here was martial arts. If he lied, he would never have a foothold in the army in the future.

The potato turned and went away, but the direction was the duty room of the professor and instructor.

The young man's back is firm and his steps are calm.

The sun shone on his back, and the students couldn't help squinting slightly.

"Good!"

A student finally couldn't help shouting good.

"What a Fang Han!"

The students who used to dislike Fang Han showed a look of appreciation. Then the professor came and drove them into the classroom with a straight face.

……

Fang Xing has been in the governor's office during this period, coordinating with the generals in all aspects.

When he heard the potatoes coming, Fang woke up and was stunned.

Meng Ying said with a smile, "xinghebo, your family Fang Han wants to go to war."

Fang Xing thought so. When he was about to get up and go out, Zhang Fu said, "go and call the boy in and let everyone see the courage of the younger generation of Wu Xun."

Fang Xing pointed to Zhang Fu and then sat down again.

Wu Xun in the room were waiting with a smile. Someone sent tea and snacks to have a rest.

When potatoes were brought in, they were not afraid to see these Wu Xun.

"I've seen you adults!"

When he bowed and saluted, Fang woke up and frowned, "how did you get out?"

Tudou stood up straight and said, "father, my child wants to volunteer to go to the western expedition."

After that, he held his head up. The boy's blood was boiling, but the blue and purple around his mouth looked funny.

Everyone has been young!

Wu Xun smiled at each other, and then Zhang Fu sighed, "it's nice to be young! If I'm ten years younger, I also want to hold my head up!"

As people get older, they gradually learn to endure, so they also learn to bow their heads.

Meng Ying was also a little sad, but then he cheered up and joked, "do you want to withdraw from martial arts?"

Tudou said, "if martial arts once again form a thousand families, students are willing to fight for Daming as one of them! If not, students hope to follow your Majesty on the western expedition."

The young man's voice is sonorous and powerful, his eyes are firm, and his posture is tall and straight, which is the envy of all his old friends.

"Dehua, you have a good son!"