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

On the parade ground, five hundred elite guards stood in an orderly formation like pine trees and cypresses.

"From this moment on, we will officially set up our formation!"

Fang Yi's voice resounded through the sky, and his gaze passed over the neatly-organized team and looked to the end of the training ground.

Behind the parade ground, a lush and tall poplar forest stands silently. On weekdays, this place witnesses the imperial guards sharpening their swords and guns countless times.

"You will form groups of twelve. Choose one person as the captain and lead the troops in formation!"

His words were resounding.

Everyone was surprised when they heard this. What was the use of cutting wood in the army? What's more, it was said that it was necessary to be handy. Could it be that the tree trunk could be turned into a magic weapon?

Although their doubts were not dispelled, the imperial guards acted without hesitation. They quickly selected captains and marched to the poplar forest in the rear. Each team brought back two saplings, which were required to be light, fit in the hand, and no shorter than ten feet.

Fang Yixin took a branch and cut it with a slash of the axe. The tree instantly turned into a strange shape. The tip was sharpened and the branches were sharp. It fit perfectly in his hand. He slowly stood up and handed it to Bian Yuqing beside him.

Bian Yuqing waved his hand casually, and the seemingly weak tree trunk became like a tiger with wings under his control. If it were a person without armor, this blow would be terrifying enough!

The imperial guards were dumbfounded. It turned out that ordinary tree branches could have such wonderful uses!

However, the doubts were not completely dispelled. How could the enemy be without armor on the battlefield? What was the use of the tree trunks?

"Next, two people from each team will hold this tree trunk to block the Japanese long sword!"

Fang Yi's voice sounded again, clear and firm.

Hearing this, the imperial guards were moved. Looking closely at the tree trunk, although it could not penetrate heavy armor, it was a nemesis to the Japanese long sword. During the drill, the swords were wrapped in cloth to prevent accidental injuries. This tree trunk was light and fast, and was more handy than steel. Given its shape, it was difficult for the Japanese sword to get close!

"Then, select two shield masters, one holding a shield and the other holding a shield, to protect the back row. Select four more people who are good at spears, to be distributed on the left and right to support the shieldmen, with javelins in hand, to assassinate. Another two people holding rakes will be responsible for vigilance and assistance, and the remaining one will roam around the formation and fill in at any time."

Fang Yi's words were calm and steady, and he had strategies in mind. The five hundred imperial guards were shocked after hearing them.

Even with just the description in words, one can feel the power of the formation. It has both offensive and defensive capabilities, and can defend when retreating or attack when advancing. It will surely be very effective against the Japanese warriors!

"But the essence of this formation lies in the tacit understanding of the team."

Fang Yi changed the subject and emphasized, "The previous 'two-person three-legged race' was intended to hone our tacit understanding, which is also the basis for cooperation!"

"Practice now!"

With a wave of his sleeves, the imperial guards were eager to try. This unprecedented formation made people inexplicably believe that the Yin-Yang Formation created by the Marquis must be an extraordinary product!

After several hours of shouting and fighting, the day's training came to an end. The setting sun hung in the sky, and the afterglow fell on the armor, adding a touch of bloody magnificence.

Although the five hundred imperial guards were already panting, the severe winter cold seemed no match for the heat rising from their bodies, as if they were reborn from the fire.

Fang Yi wiped the sweat off his forehead and gently patted the shoulder of the young guard beside him: "Thank you for your hard work."

The young guard was shocked, his eyes moistened: "Thank you, my Lord!"

He wanted to kneel down to show respect, but was stopped by Fang Yi with a gentle smile.

The imperial guards around stared at Fang Yi with complicated expressions.

Guan Junhou accompanies them all day, eats with them and trains with them. Isn’t his hard work no less than theirs?

The Marquis was wearing gorgeous clothes, but now they were soaked with sweat and covered with dust. His hard work today might be greater than that of everyone else.

The noble Marquis could have been in a high position in the government, but although he looked dusty at the moment, he did not utter a single word of sadness.

Everyone's hearts were touched and their eyes met with enthusiasm. Even a noble figure like the Marquis stood shoulder to shoulder with them, so how dare they complain?

Bian Yuqing glanced around, his eyes passing over the guards who were concentrating on practicing their formations, and a look of surprise could not be concealed on his face.

As time goes by, everyone's mastery of the "Mandarin Duck Formation" becomes more and more proficient, and its power has become obvious and extraordinary!

Although this formation only consisted of a team of twelve people, it demonstrated an amazing momentum of being able to capture cities and defend like a rock.

Forty such square formations gathered together, like an indestructible mobile fortress, invincible. The mystery of this formation is more than just mysterious!

He turned his gaze to Fang Yi, his eyes full of respect. This rare formation was something that even he had never heard of. Not only could the Marquis come up with such a strange formation, but he was also well-trained and well-organized. Could it be that the Marquis was really a genius who could use troops like a god?

However, thinking of tomorrow's military exercises and strategic discussions, he couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.

One day is too short...

The strength of the elite soldiers of Japan should not be underestimated. With the current preparations alone, it is not easy to win the battle.

"Captain Bian, do you have any concerns?"

Fang Yi caught his subtle emotional changes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly asked.

Bian Yuqing wanted to say something but stopped himself. In the end, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and remained silent for a while.

Even if there are doubts, what room for maneuver is there?

At this moment, Fang Yi's firm voice rang in his ears: "Don't worry, I will have a good plan tomorrow!"

Bian Yuqing suddenly looked up and met Fang Yi's firm and confident eyes, and the uneasiness in his heart was instantly calmed.

Perhaps, this unfathomable champion marquis can really write a battlefield legend with his ingenious strategies?

……

The night fell quietly, and the lights in the Ningguo Mansion were dim.

Shangguan Ba ​​sat in the hall, listening to his subordinates' reports, his expression gradually froze, his brows filled with disbelief.

"Walking side by side?"

He repeated these words, as if to confirm whether he had heard correctly.

"What kind of military training strategy is this?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, "Binding their ankles and letting them stumble forward on three legs?"

"It's so stupid!"

Shangguan Ba ​​sneered, then stroked his long beard, his expression returning to indifference, "I thought Fang Yi agreed so readily yesterday, he must have a great plan..."

"I never expected it to be so absurd!"

As he sighed, a deep disappointment flashed across his eyes.

Shangguan Ba ​​was cautious and thought for a moment before asking the people around him again:

"Are there any other actions? Apart from this matter."

The subordinate thought for a moment and showed hesitation: "Reporting to the Duke, after the Champion Marquis finished selecting the soldiers, he did order the Imperial Guards to defend the four borders. As for the other details... I dare not speak rashly..."

"Don't dare to speak nonsense?" Shangguan Ba ​​frowned slightly, then waved his hand gently, as if he didn't want to dwell on this matter too much.

In just one day, Fang Yi not only failed to show any grand ambitions, but instead wasted his precious time on those inexplicable actions.

Shangguan Ba ​​thought to himself, even if Fang Yi tried to make amends later, how could he turn the tide in such a short time?

He stroked his beard again, his eyes gleaming, and a plan came to his mind.

"Quickly inform the Left Prime Minister," he said in a steady tone, with every word revealing his determination, "If Fang Yi loses in the duel tomorrow, we will jointly submit a petition to ask Your Majesty to deprive him of his power!"

"Yes, sir!" The subordinates took the order and retreated respectfully.

Shangguan Ba's gaze was distant, with a hint of coldness passing through his eyes, as if he had foreseen the coming storm.