Chapter 1019： Xianwei

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Because he was hesitant and exceeded the time, he was struck by a twenty army stick.

Xu Cihang was not so serious, but he was slightly injured and did not delay training.

Xu Daxing originally thought that he had committed an offense to Xu Cihang and had to take off a layer of skin before he died. He was slightly let go of it without thinking, which made him feel ashamed and grateful.

According to Xu Cihang's temper, he couldn't wait to kill him with a stick, but Chu Li told him that the twenty people should not lack any one. If they are missing, they must practice the formation method. Besides, he can only hold the temper and gently swing the stick.

In the early morning, Jiang Jinfu quietly came out of Fengrui Camp, took a quick turn, then hurriedly returned to the Chinese army tent, and after entering, clenched his fists: "General, they are still practicing that formation, weird!"

They also have military training, but this is not how they practice.

How Chu Li feels ridiculous in this way, like playing a house, seeing no power at all, but like playing a game.

It may be the last pastime. After all, Feng Ruiying is dead once they are dispatched. Their strength is too weak to be vulnerable.

Yang Ping is holding a book with a strong figure and staring at the book: "Still practicing?"

"Yes," Jiang Jinfu said, "General, would you like to tell him, don't make a fool of yourself?"

"He wants to make a mess, let him go." Yang Ping looked at him from the scroll: "It's better to keep those guys busy than idle, ... he's a good deed."

"With such a training method, they have a lot of food and consume too much food!" Jiang Jinfu said.

"It's not that bad, but twenty people." Yang Ping waved and said, "Go ask if you want someone to talk to them and see what they are practicing!"

"Yes." Jiang Jinfu responded quickly, striding out of the tent, and flew to Fengruiying.

Fan Yang greeted with a smile: "Xiao Jiang, what is it?"

"Lao Fan, what are you practicing?"

"Military front."

"Oh ... this is a military formation?" Jiang Jinfu shook his head and grinned: "Well, the general asked me to come and ask, do you need someone to help you?"

"I'm trying to ask the general for help." Fan Yang laughed. "We want to draw a hundred people and give them a look."

"Hundreds?" Jiang Jinfu laughed in surprise: "Don't make a joke!"

"I will not make fun of this kind of thing." Fan Yang said with a smile: "According to Zhao Ye, these twenty, it is no problem to deal with the hundred team."

Jiang Jinfu laughed: "Haha, well, I'll bring someone over this afternoon ... let them know what is the big Litieqi!"

"Come." Fan Yang laughed: "Let's wait."

Jiang Jinfu turned his head and took another look at the twenty people running away from the pile, turned around and left, and asked a hundred-man squad to come over.

After having lunch, Xu Cihang yelled, "We will have a contest in the afternoon. One hundred cavalry come over. If you can beat this hundred team, you can rest for two days. If you can't, you can practice more. Have to practice! "

The crowd listened helplessly, anxious to pass out.

Practice so hard, but also need to practice, it is better to die at night, this practice can drive people crazy.

"Now practice the pile!" Xu Cihang exclaimed, "Everyone takes a knife and tilts the knife upwards. There is no need to make a move, as long as they don't get caught flying!"

The crowd cheered, and they didn't have to walk this pile, and they felt unspeakably relaxed, as if the rope that tied their bodies had loosened.

They picked up an iron-wood knife from the weapon racks next to each other, lifted it obliquely, and began to run under their feet, stepping on the white circles drawn.

Xu Cihang and Fan Yang nodded. The twenty of them looked like a saw wheel rotating at high speed. The long knife did not have to be waved. It was scary enough. It seemed that everything could be cut.

After having lunch, after a break, they went on to the pile to continue practicing.

The ground suddenly trembled, and then there was a rumbling muffle. A hundred cavalry screamed like a gale, rushing straight into Fengrui Camp and rushing to twenty people.

More than a hundred cavalry had scimitars in their hands. Although they were iron-wood knives, they would not be fatal to cut on their bodies, but they were painful and even fractured. Seeing their aggressive appearance, they obviously wanted to hurt them.

"Come down! Array!" Xu Cihang exclaimed.

The crowd leaped quickly and fell in front of him, each standing in their place.

"Transfer!" Xu Cihang yelled.

Everyone suffered his whip from time to time, and had subconsciously obeyed his words. Terror failed to stop this obedience, and began to run under his feet. The matrix method began to work, like a chainsaw cutting to the cavalry.

The cavalry were flexible, but they hurriedly retracted their swords and hid under the horse's belly.

"Bang, bang ..." A horse was hissing after hitting the iron-wood sword, and the horse's neck was smashed by several knives, and he screamed and fell sideways.

A horse fell in front of the battle, but failed to prevent the formation from running. They retreated flexibly, avoiding the horse that fell to the ground, and waited for the cavalry behind to rush forward.

The rear cavalry rounded behind them, but was still beaten with a long sword, and a horse fell.

Twenty people found that the hundred aggressive cavalry had no choice but to increase their confidence, run faster under their feet, hold the long knife tighter, and a horse was put down by them, struggling, and immediately the knight Exited the battle.

If it was a real sword, their horse is dead!

Fifty cavalrymen circled them, searching for their flaws. After a short while, they took out the bows on their backs, pulled out headless arrows, and shot them down like rain.

"Hmm ..." The arrow was hit by a long knife as soon as it reached the head ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The long knife was woven into a net, and no arrow fell on them.

The cavalry did not believe in evil, and kept shooting bows and arrows.

Twenty people were uncluttered and didn't care, the dense arrows failed to penetrate the net woven by the long sword.

The cavalrymen shot the arrows in the pot, but they still had no choice but to take twenty people, so they retreated, and resolutely withdrew from the Fengrui Battalion. This is the tradition of the Yingyang Army.

Chu Li stood in front of his tent and looked at the field with a smile.

Seeing such a situation, he nodded with satisfaction. The potential of these death row prisoners is huge, and it is truly rare to use 30% of the power of this formation.

"Let's go!" A knight yelled, "Don't lose sight!"

It is a shame that a hundred cavalry should not have twenty infantry!

They whistled away and walked away in a blink, leaving only Jiang Jinfu staring blankly.

He couldn't believe this result, no matter how it was a hundred cavalry. The power of a cavalry is far from comparable to an infantry. A hundred cavalry can completely disperse five hundred people or even a thousand infantry. Why not these twenty!

What's more, these recruits have only been in the camp for ten days!

Xu Cihang exclaimed, "Stop!"

The crowd stopped uniformly, motionless.

After this battle, their spirits are different, their eyes are firm and firm, and they have a bit of iron and steel.

Chu Li smiled, such a soldier can only be used for success.

Xu Cihang and Fan Yang came to Jiang Jinfu and interrupted his daze.

"Xiao Jiang, how?" Fan Yang grinned and said, "Is you satisfied with this formation?"

"I'll report to the general!" Jiang Jinfu could not see their pride and left directly.

The two watched Jiang Jinfu rush away and couldn't help laughing.