Northern Song Dynasty gangster: Start the game with a dog's head, and Mr. Bao spares his life

Someone nodded and said, "That's true. I think even Cao Bin is better than him! Do you remember the iron cavalry of the Liao Kingdom?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's not the same. I heard that Cao Bin's personal guards are powerful because he spends too much money. He hasn't trained much before..."

Beside Cao Bin, Wu Song also lacked confidence and asked:

"Uncle, do we really only go in arrays? You don't even look at such things in war, I'm afraid the emperor doesn't know what to do!"

Lu Zhishen laughed, shook his head and said:

"Brother Wu Song is worrying too much. The emperor doesn't know the goods, so don't those generals know the goods?"

Cao Bin glanced at them and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, but I'm afraid of comparing goods. Isn't there still a battle drill? What are you worried about?"

Half an hour later, Xie Jinwu finally finished his performance. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and led the soldiers off the field.

Then came Mu Guiying and Bajie Yang.

Although they reduced the training intensity in the later stage, the smoothness of the formation was much higher than that of Xie Jinwu.

Seeing halfway through, Xie Jinwu's face had involuntarily darkened.

Under such great pressure and at the risk of offending the emperor, he accepted the military training task.

If the peaches were picked by the female general of the Yang family, then I would be too sorry for my efforts.

He really didn't expect that the female general of the Yang family was so skilled in training soldiers that she could still crush herself while reducing the intensity of training.

Thinking of this, his face gradually became grim.

It's not that he can't accept failure, but that he has no way out.

In fact, he is not too worried about the pressure from the high-level. After all, he is just a small person.

Even if the emperor hates it, at most he is out of sight and out of mind, and it is basically impossible to deliberately frame him.

My colleagues are different. I have offended too many people. Once I am dethroned, I will definitely receive their crazy revenge.

Another half an hour later, when the emperor was yawning, Mu Guiying finally finished the performance.

Then there was an intense sound of the golden drum, and Wu Song suddenly shouted: "Get ready, all right!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of orderly footsteps resounded in the school grounds.

"crack" "crack" "crack"

Before everyone could react, loud footsteps sounded one after another, walking around the school grounds towards the military parade.

Rows of soldiers are extremely neat, looking at a line horizontally and vertically, it's like cutting with a knife and an axe.

Every step is like hitting people's heartbeat, shocking, amazed, incredible!

"Wow!"

After a long while, the school grounds became noisy.

At this moment, people were extremely shocked. They had never seen such a neat team, just like smooth and square tofu.

The thumping sound shocked them especially.

"Good guy, are these Cao Bin's followers? They are too powerful!"

"How did they do it? Everyone is walking at the same time, and it's exactly the same!"

"Look carefully, every step of their distance seems to have been measured. This is the army of ghosts and gods, right?"

The common people talked a lot, and their faces were full of horror.

Eighth Sister Yang was also shocked at first, but she immediately reacted and said doubtfully:

"What is Cao Bin doing? Isn't he going to act?"

"If there is no army formation, no matter how well they go, they can't win, right?"

Mu Guiying shook her head and said solemnly:

"This is exactly where he is smart. If he competes in battle, he may not have the confidence to beat us."

"That's why I found another way. This encounter will definitely impress the officials and court princes!"

"...What's more, who said that an array is not a battle formation?"

"Do you know how difficult it is to be uniform?"

Xie Jinwu was also shocked, but immediately felt relieved, thinking, no matter how well you walked, you still deviated from the topic of the competition.

Officials will never cheat for you in public, right?

At this moment, a chorus resounded throughout the world:

My emperor Xiongwei town Shenzhou,

The Siyi people wait for a new start!

The emperor was a little drowsy at first, but a chorus of drinks immediately revived him.

Seeing the soldiers rushing in like a cloud of fire, his eyes suddenly widened.

At this moment, the leading phalanx walked past the parade stand, and the movements of the soldiers immediately increased.

They flicked their necks, and all eyes fell on the emperor.

Normally, it would be impolite for a subject to look directly at the emperor, but when he suddenly saw the fiery eyes of the soldiers, he couldn't help shivering.

"Long live my emperor!"

"Da Song will win!"

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"...

The soldiers strode neatly across the stands evenly.

The emperor suddenly felt a flame burning in his chest, he stood up involuntarily, his face flushed with excitement.

He wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he didn't have much literary talent, and he could only choke out three "good" words.

Afterwards, another group of soldiers rushed past, and while watching the salute, they shouted loud and clear slogans.

There are more than 5000 soldiers, and about twenty square formations, like waves, rushing past one wave after another.

The loud shouts resounded throughout the school grounds, echoed in the mountains, one after another, and gradually disappeared, as if they would never stop.

Everyone in the stands was stunned.

Fu Bi nodded again and again, and couldn't help admiring:

"If all the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty have such a military appearance, why should they be afraid of him in the Northern Liao Dynasty?"

A minister beside him said emotionally:

"Fuxiang is right, this coincides with the Iron-Blooded Master in my dream!"

At this time, the emperor had calmed down a little, and heard that every time he walked through a square, there was a slogan.

Every time it hit his heart, he couldn't help but smile, he just felt that the faces of these soldiers became cute.

Pan Renmei moved closer to the emperor, pointed at the soldiers and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, please see that these soldiers are not only well-formed, they are like heavenly beings, and they are even more energetic than the other two soldiers."

"This kind of soldier is the most likely to become an elite... This shows that Zhong Jingbo has the ability to train soldiers."

Cao Bin's soldiers have no shortage of meat and are full of food all day long. Can their mental outlook be bad?

After being raised for three months, compared with the other two soldiers, it is like the difference between a spirited boy and the old, weak, sick and disabled.

The emperor nodded with a smile on his face and said:

"The Grand Master is right, Cao Bin is indeed extraordinary."

Afterwards, he saw Pan Renmei's arm pointing, frowned, and said a little unhappy:

"Teacher, these soldiers are all warriors who guard our Great Song Dynasty. How can you point them out? It's too disrespectful to them!"

Pan Renmei froze for a moment, depressed in her heart, it seemed that the emperor loved these soldiers so much that he was not even happy to point fingers at them.

I am a majestic grand master, and I usually give pointers to the country. Is this flattering them, okay?

However, he also knew that the emperor was in high spirits, and he didn't want to make him unhappy, so he quickly withdrew his fingers in embarrassment.

At this time, most of the soldiers had passed by, and the agitated mood of the people calmed down a little.

They were about to say something to those around them when the music suddenly started, and the soldiers sang in unison:

"Don't you see, the emperor at the end of the Han Dynasty, the weak crown is tied to the captive, please have a long tassel.

Don't you see, Ban Dingyuan, Jueyu Qingqi urges Zhanyun.

The boy should be in serious danger...

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Swear to sweep the Huns regardless of their own lives! "

This libretto is high-spirited and forceful, bringing everyone back to the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Sweeping away the wind of the Song Dynasty, how many years has there been such a voice in the Song Dynasty?

The ministers present were all silent, and the generals were even more tearful.

As a warrior, who doesn't yearn for the tyrannical style of the Han and Tang Dynasties?

Bajie Yang stared blankly at Cao Bin in the distance, and murmured:

"It turns out that he has such an ambition. After all, I underestimated him."

Mu Guiying glanced at her and said:

"You don't think he just sang casually?"

"Forehead!"

Eighth Sister Yang froze for a moment, then struggled and said, "No way..."

Among the common people, a few people dressed as merchants looked at the high-spirited soldiers singing war songs with solemn expressions.

The leader whispered:

"This Cao Bin is not a simple person, you should focus on monitoring him in the future."

"I will list him as a first-class dangerous person and report to His Majesty."

The other person said anxiously on his face:

"Whether this person is capable or ambitious, he is very dangerous to me, Daliao."

"We can't let him grow up, why don't we assassinate him first..."

The lead spy pondered for a while and said: "Don't act rashly, wait until I report to His Majesty."

Since the beginning of winter, Empress Dowager Xiao has often been ill and is returning military and political power to Emperor Liao.

He needs to consider the impact of the Song and Liao disputes on this matter.

In recent years, Empress Dowager Xiao has been weak-hearted and unwilling to fight. If she knew about Emperor Liao's plan, she might stop handing over the power.

After Cao Bin's soldiers had all passed by, the emperor looked at Pan Renmei and said expectantly:

"The grand master thinks that Cao Bin may win the first place in the battle formation?"

Fu Bi and the others were speechless. You have said that, will Pan Renmei refute it?

Sure enough, Pan Renmei smiled and said:

"Naturally, you can get the first name. It is said in the military book that soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no permanent shape."

"The battle formation is nothing more than a changing formation. Cao Bin's soldiers are good at formation, so they must not be negligent in battle formation."

Seeing that what Pan Renmei said was so reasonable, the emperor suddenly laughed with satisfaction and said:

"Since that's the case, the grand master will go and announce the result!"

Pan Renmei was stunned, and could only accept this task, hoping that everyone would not be dissatisfied, otherwise she would have to bear the infamy and be scolded as a traitor.