I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

"We are definitely not... people who fear the enemy!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yi raised his eyebrows, paused slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

Where there is anger, there is salvation!

He turned around leisurely, his eyes as sharp as torches, slowly scanning each person.

"Since you claim that you are not afraid of fighting, why did no one dare to respond when I called for your generals just now?"

"This battle concerns the foundation of the country, and only those who are brave and skilled in fighting can take the lead!"

"I invited you here, not because of your past achievements, but because I have high hopes for you!"

"Since you are not a coward and want to avoid fighting, you should prove your courage and loyalty to me, the court, His Majesty, and the people!"

Fang Yi paused, his expression solemn, and took another firm step forward.

"At this moment, I ask again--"

"Those who wish to fight, step out!"

There was a roaring response, and almost no one hesitated.

On the parade ground, thousands of people marched out in unison.

His body was straight and his momentum increased sharply, like a forest of swords.

Bian Yuqing stepped forward and came in front of Fang Yi.

"I am willing to be the vanguard and go through fire and water!"

"We are willing to fight and follow you till death!"

On the parade ground, the shouts were deafening and the scene was magnificent!

Fang Yi smiled and stood in front, facing the nearly one thousand imperial guards.

Has there ever been a lack of passionate men in the land of Da Zhou?

Are kings and generals born?

"Great! This is exactly what I was hoping for."

"Today's military exercises and strategy discussions will serve as a stage for you to prove yourselves!"

"However... I only need five hundred warriors!"

"The battle is only a day away!"

Fang Yi's voice resounded throughout the training grounds, every word clear and pleasing to the ear.

"Therefore, I will select the five hundred most elite warriors from among you!"

The most elite warriors...

Bian Yuqing's eyes were deep, unable to hide his worry.

If you ask yourself honestly, this group of people have a low status in the imperial guards and are often neglected.

Can we... also be considered elite?

"I will reveal the selection method right away. Please listen carefully!"

Fang Yi was confident and smiled mysteriously.

"This method is called 'double feet'!"

"Two people stand side by side, one with their left and the other with their ankles tied together, and run together. The one who reaches the destination first wins!"

Fang Yi's words surprised everyone in the training ground.

Two people standing side by side?

Why does this selection method seem so weird?

Shouldn't the selection of elite troops be done through regular drills, based on their martial arts skills?

Bian Yuqing felt a little doubtful. The strategy proposed by Marquis Guanjun obviously deviated from the traditional way of training troops.

At least, in his memory of many years immersed in the military camp, there has never been any trace of such teachings!

"You all should form pairs freely immediately. Each team has twelve people. Move quickly!"

Fang Yi's voice was filled with an irrefutable firmness, and the slight sway of his wide robe and sleeves indicated that the curtain of selection was about to begin.

"My Lord, this 'two-man three-legged race' scene is probably difficult to link with military training, right?"

Looking at the guards exchanging confused looks, Bian Yuqing finally couldn't hold back and asked boldly. It was true that they were willing to go through fire and water, but their biggest worry was the unpredictable commander - Fang Yi!

How can one practice efficiently within one day? When one carefully considers the strategy proposed by Fang Yi, the picture in one's mind seems absurd!

Isn't this a waste of time?

"Captain Bian, as the leader of the Imperial Guards, don't you understand the principle that your orders are as powerful as a mountain?"

Fang Yi's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his tone suddenly became severe.

"Since you have decided to go to the battlefield together, you must obey my orders unconditionally! Anyone who disobeys or slacks off will be expelled from the Imperial Guards!"

Fang Yi's words echoed everywhere, warning everyone.

Bian Yuqing, standing in front of everyone, faced Fang Yi's questioning, and couldn't help but feel uneasy. Why was the Champion Marquis's eyes so sharp that people dared not look directly at him!

"I know I was wrong!"

Bian Yuqing's body was shocked, and he quickly admitted his mistake without saying anything more.

"All personnel will gather in a quarter of an hour! Captain Bian, follow me!"

After saying this, Fang Yi turned around and walked into the shade of the woods, leaning against a big tree, standing leisurely.

"My Lord, this humble servant..."

Bian Yuqing followed closely behind, and until this moment, he still had no idea what was going to happen.

"As a captain, you have the responsibility to lead the Imperial Guards. It is your duty."

Fang Yi spoke slowly, his tone much gentler.

"Do you know why I insist on arranging a team of twelve?"

Bian Yuqing was stunned for a moment, with confusion written all over his face.

"I am a stupid and ignorant person. Please explain clearly, my Lord."

"Only twelve people can form a formation to construct the 'Mandarin Duck Formation' that I am about to teach you!"

Fang Yi's eyes were like deep pools, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"This formation is called... the Mandarin Duck Formation!"

The Mandarin Duck Formation, a legendary battle formation recorded in history, has gone through dozens of battles without a single defeat!

After a night of careful consideration, Fang Yijing decided that this formation was the most suitable for fighting against Japan.

"Mandarin duck formation?"

Bian Yuqing's eyes flashed, and he looked at Fang Yi with a bit of surprise. How could the Champion Marquis know such a profound battle formation? Why had he never heard of this formation? Was it just a rumor?

"The formation is composed of twelve people. The first one is the captain, and the next two people hold long shields and rattan shields..."

"With the assistance of shields, rattan shields, javelins, swords and other weapons..."

"As long as everyone performs their duties, they can form a powerful killing force!"

Due to time constraints, Fang Yi could only give a brief and concise overview.

"The essence of this formation lies in teamwork and strict discipline! Therefore, I intend to use the 'three men and two legs' method to select the five hundred warriors with the best tacit cooperation!"

As Fang Yi finished speaking, Bian Yuqing's face was filled with shock.

There was a gleam in his eyes as he repeatedly pondered over what Fang Yi had said in his mind.

Vivid pictures slowly unfolded before his eyes!

This formation consists of only twelve people, but it is as solid as a rock and seems invincible!

Thinking of the fighting methods of the Japanese warriors, Bian Yuqing's heart was filled with unprecedented anticipation and excitement...

Bian Yuqing's eyes widened and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

This "Mandarin Duck Formation" seems to be born to break the formation of Japanese warriors!

"Five hundred people can be divided into about forty teams. When we practice strategy, you and the others will stay by my side to assist in command."

Fang Yi patted Bian Yuqing's shoulder gently, with a gentle smile on his face, and the stern look had long faded away.

"Besides, Captain Bian, you are in the Imperial Guards. Do you want to be buried like this?"

Hearing this, Bian Yuqing suddenly raised his head with a shocked look on his face.

Only at this moment did he realize that the champion in front of him was far from being as mediocre as the outside world had rumored!

A moment later, the imperial guards on the parade ground were ready to go.

Fang Yi led Bian Yuqing forward and personally presided over the selection of the imperial guards.

Using practice instead of selection not only tests one's ability but also saves time.

"Let's try out the effects with three teams first!"

Fang Yi walked to the front row of the imperial guards and waved to summon three teams of imperial guards.

The soldiers looked down at the thick hemp ropes tied around their ankles and hesitated for a moment.

Although as the Marquis said, they were extremely unwilling to accept the current situation.

I am unwilling to be muddle-headed in the imperial army, being looked down upon, and then being a weakling who can be slaughtered at will on the battlefield!

But when the hemp rope actually bound their ankles, the intense discomfort was hard for them to ignore.

Not only was I unable to exert force with my legs, but I even felt as if I was standing unsteadily.