Three thousand miles in exile

In the school grounds of Tiancang Village, Cao Zhuang and the others were a little clumsy in waving Mo Dao.

The Mo knife is very powerful, but because the blade is too long, it can't be used effectively.

Liu Zhan sat on the master chair and watched everyone practicing swords, thinking in his heart.

In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the Mo Dao was a two-handed infantry weapon. If the cavalry were to use it with one hand, the length and weight of the sword would definitely affect flexibility. How to use it required a set of corresponding methods.

Suddenly Liu Zhan thought of someone.

"Preacher Lu!"

About half an hour later, Niu Shilu arrived from Tongtian Pass.

"General!" Niu Shilu cupped his fists in salute.

Niu Shilu was completely different from the skinny man who walked out of the prison back then. In front of him, he had a hulking back, thick arm muscles, and a pair of thick, giant palms like hammers.

Niu Shilu was appreciated by Liu Zhan for his bravery in battle, and now he is the head of a hundred households in the army.

Speaking of exercises, Liu Zhan immediately thought of him. "Give Niu Shilu a Modao."

Niu Shilu has been stationed at Tongtian Pass. He didn't know about the Mo Dao. The first time he saw the Mo Dao, he was just curious. It was unexpectedly light in his hands. He thought it would weigh at least thirty or forty catties.

The so-called layman watches the excitement and the insider watches the way. Niu Shilu saw all kinds of weapons when he was walking darts. This knife has a gray and silver metallic texture that is rare in the world.

"General! What a knife!" Niu Shilu couldn't see his expression with his bearded face, but his black pupils like bull's eyes opened brightly.

"Try it." Liu Zhan said lazily.

Niu Shilu immediately put on a posture and danced, only to see the slightly clumsy Modao in the hands of Cao Zhuang and others, and the slashing and thrusting in Niu Shilu's hands, making a humming sound.

Liu Zhan sat up straight, his expression became surprised and serious.

Everyone on the field was captured by Niu Shilu, and his style of play fully demonstrated the power of Mo Dao.

"Please give me the Mo knife, the general, the younger one will kill all the swallows for the general!" Niu Shilu loved the Mo knife so much that he knelt down on one knee and begged.

"The set of saber techniques you just used with Mo Dao is different from ordinary saber techniques." Liu Zhan asked while suppressing his excitement.

Niu Shilu is a true practitioner, he naturally has his own views on martial arts, and he talks about it with eloquence.

"This knife is long, and the blade is also long. If you use the ordinary knife method to chop and chop, it can't exert its power. On the basis of the spear method, it has been improved. The law is different."

The seemingly simple words solved Liu Zhan's most difficult problem at present.

"Niu Shilu, are you willing to teach others this saber technique?" Liu Zhan looked serious.

Niu Shilu did not hesitate. "Small willing."

Liu Zhan never treats talents badly. After today, he plans to reuse Niu Shilu.

"This general hereby orders you to be the chief instructor of Mo Dao Shou and lead the rank of deputy lieutenant."

The lieutenant is a serious officer!Niu Shilu was shocked, and immediately knelt down and agreed like a Hong Zhong. "Little one obeys!"

"This knife rewards you." Liu Zhan had a look of envy in his eyes.

Because the Mo Dao was useless before, Liu Zhan couldn't make up his mind how to arrange Mo Dao's hands. Now Niu Shilu's kung fu has solved the problem of the Mo Dao being long and heavy.

Liu Zhan immediately made up his mind that he would form the Modao cavalry!

Moreover, this Modao cavalry cannot be equipped with heavy armor. Niu Shilu's set of exercises is like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he pays attention to agility!The bulkiness of heavy armor affects the flexibility of the body and the speed of the horse, so it is suitable to be matched with light armor.

Light armor can block arrows and fatal injuries. As long as you win with one move before the enemy gets close, you don't care about your own defense.

Once the core combat strength is settled, the rest of the arms can be arranged.

The Modao cavalry with light armor are responsible for charging and fighting, winning with speed and agility, and there must be heavy armor to prevent the enemy from breaking through the line of defense.

"Cao Zhuang, Li Xiaolian, immediately arrange for the entire army to select strong men. Those who lift a stone of three hundred catties will be selected as Mo Daomen, and those who lift a stone of two hundred catties will be selected as heavy armor soldiers."

With Liu Zhan's order, the selection process began in full swing in the school grounds of Tiancang Village.

Dozens of three-hundred-jin stones were spread out one by one, and soldiers from each battalion and team lined up to try it. Some soldiers raised it above their heads in one breath, and walked towards the Modao team with high spirits under the envious eyes of everyone.

On average, about 100 out of 20 people passed the stone lifting. There are 3 people under Liu Zhan's command and the local defenders in the six counties of Cenzhou. According to this probability, about 6000 people will become the first batch of Mo Dao hands.

As for the number of heavy armored soldiers who lifted two hundred catties of stones was much more than Liu Zhan expected, so Liu Zhan added a condition, requiring heavy armored soldiers to be the best choice.

Everyone was a little uncertain about Liu Zhan's intentions.

Niu Shilu is a qualified instructor, starting from the basic skills, he trains steadily every day.

At present, the Armory Workshop produces hundreds of Mo Dao every day. During the period before they were distributed, Liu Zhan asked them to use wooden sticks to tie fifteen catties of sandbags to simulate practice.

Not only that, Liu Zhan also trained with Mo Dao Shou, and Liu Zhan also followed the requirements set by Niu Shilu.

Even the general put down his body to learn from other officers, and he trained hard.

Song Fenglin did not slacken in urging the military workshop to rush to manufacture equipment.

Thousands of people in dozens of military workshops rushed to work day and night, and under Song Fenglin's all-out efforts, almost regardless of the cost, the [-] elite under Liu Zhan's command could be fully armed within two months at the earliest.

The first to complete the equipment is the heavy armored shield soldier.

For the first time, Liu Zhan put all three thousand heavy armored shield soldiers on equipment and arrayed them.

The silver-gray iron shield stands taller than a person, and it should look extremely heavy, but the soldiers can carry it around casually.

"This shield is like a wall. It's safe enough. How do you kill the enemy with the other hand?" Cao Zhuang squatted in a corner to study.

Liu Zhan didn't say anything, and they couldn't figure it out.

At this time, under Liu Zhan's instruction, Li Futian began to organize a formation of heavy armored shield soldiers. Three thousand heavy armored shield soldiers held their shields and formed a circle, like a giant iron armored beast.

Cao Zhuang and the others fell silent.

"You guys come here." Liu Zhan waved to them.

Cao Zhuang, Cao Ming, Li Xiaolian, Jiang Changlin, Wei Chenggui, and Guo Donghu all lined up in a neat line with serious faces.

There was a gleam of excitement in Liu Zhan's eyes. "You go back and pick out a hundred good players, and try to see if you can get in. Whoever can get in will be rewarded."

Several people answered in unison, with determination in their eyes, rewarding silver was second, mainly because they all wanted to conquer this formation.

Soon the one-in-a-million masters were assembled. These men were all as strong as a bull, and they were all gearing up.

When the whistle sounded, Cao Zhuang and the others immediately took the lead and charged forward. They had agreed to rush forward in advance, with the intention of breaking down the shield formation.

As a result, the iron shield did not move at all!

The armored shield soldiers held on tight inside.

"Turn over!" Cao Zhuang wanted to climb the iron wall made of iron shields without saying a word. At this moment, a wooden spear was stuck between the shields that seemed to fit perfectly, and Cao Zhuang was stabbed in the stomach suddenly.

If this was a real gun, he'd already been pierced!

"Grass!" Cao Zhuang broke out in a cold sweat, that blow just now was truly terrifying.

Cao Zhuang was defeated here, while Li Xiaolian was hit on the forehead with a stick as soon as he climbed over the shield wall, and he fell backwards.

Just these few hundred people can't shake the Iron Shield Formation at all.

"Another 1000 people." Liu Zhan stood on the sidelines with his hands behind his back, commanding the attack enthusiastically.

For a while, a fierce offensive and defensive battle was staged in the school grounds. The iron shields were knocked loudly, but none of the shields fell from the beginning to the end.

"Okay." Liu Zhan raised his hand. "People withdraw and hit the wooden horse."

These wooden horses had four wheels at their feet, and they were wearing heavy armor. They were props used for simulation exercises on weekdays. At this time, they were pushed up, and Zheng Fengtian led the team into a posture to prepare.

"Rush with the greatest strength." Liu Zhan ordered cruelly.

For a moment, everyone pushed the wooden horse and rushed towards the shield array, and the loud bang was deafening.

After about two rounds of impact, some shield soldiers couldn't hold on.

Liu Zhan stopped in time.

It's enough, if you go head-on, you will hurt people.

"The shield formation still needs to be strengthened, and it must withstand at least ten waves of cavalry on the battlefield to be considered qualified." Liu Zhan spoke harshly, but in fact he was already very satisfied.

"Everyone has worked hard today, order the cook to have extra meals."

In midsummer, Qiyun Mountain is full of vegetation, and the terraced fields are full of green rice.

Amidst the peace and tranquility, the scouts who came back from Yandi flicked their whips in a hurry, and the horses galloped, startling the wild cranes in the rice fields.

"Report to the general! The army of the Yan army is heading south!! The strength exceeds 20!!"

Liu Zhan was dressed in a dark blue official robe, and he was holding a delicate dagger in his right hand. He was not surprised when the scouts came to report.

It's time to come.

"The army of the Yan Army marched southward from the Zhaodong Plain, and it is expected to arrive at the Cangxia Plain in half a month."

Half a month was enough preparation for Qi Yunjun.

In the high hall, all the generals under Qi Yunjun's command sat in groups, and everyone looked solemn.

"Since the spring of this year, Yan's army has been racing horses outside Zhou Shukou every now and then. In this battle, Tongtian Pass will be part of their strategy to go south."

Liu Zhan's steady voice seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and no one in the room was distracted.

"We were able to defend it three years ago, so we won't be afraid three years later, but!" Liu Zhan glanced condensedly. "Just sticking to it, how can I be worthy of the iron bones on my body, and how can I be worthy of the brother who died in the battle three years ago!"

Continuity was never an option for Liu Zhan, he tried his best to control him, and he endured humiliation not to close the door!

"In this battle, our Qi Yun army will fight to the death with the Yan army in the wilderness outside Zhou Shukou. Are you afraid?"

For a moment, the crowd in the hall was so angry that the sound of shouting and shouting could lift the roof off.

Compared with Qi Yunjun's uplifting, the Northern Army camp at this time was as miserable as if a medicine pot had been overturned.

"General, I said to go back to Beijing earlier, look at the people from Yan who are here again!" Prince Rui had already collapsed a bit, and used the strength of wine to make a fuss in front of Zhou Chan.

At this time, there were military generals such as Xu Muyuan, Zhang Taining and Zhou Sui in Zhou Chan's study room, everyone did not expect Prince Rui to barge in like this drunk, they were very embarrassed for a while.

But Prince Rui still yelled regardless. "I said I wanted to leave, but you refused to let me go. I want to go back to Beijing! Once the Yan people came, I couldn't leave. It's all because of you."

"What are you still doing blankly, Prince Rui is drunk, take him down!" Zhou Chan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

The butler hastily brought his servants to pull Prince Rui down, they tore it for a long time, making the scene very embarrassing.

Everyone in the northern army camp knew that Prince Rui had long since returned. It was only because Zhou Chan was nostalgic for the power of the governor of Beijiang that he forced him to stay. However, he didn't want the Yan army to go south again in a big way, and the governor of Beijiang would become a hot potato.

This time the scouts returned to Jinyang with definite news, Zhou Chan had been lucky, but at this moment he himself panicked.

When Prince Rui came to make a fuss, Zhou Chan didn't care to smooth things over, so he just let Prince Rui be dragged down.

The study was quiet again, but there was a strange feeling.

Xu Muyuan, Zhang Taining and other combat veterans turned their faces away and said nothing, and the rest of Zhou Chan and Zhou's retainers didn't know what to say.

"How shall we deal with this battle?" In the end, Zhou Chan lowered his face and asked.

Seeing that no one spoke, Zhou Sui stood up. "The final general recommends sticking to Jinyang and giving up Yangguan if necessary."

"The bastard speaks nonsense!" Xu Muyuan glared at him. "How many people died in order to regain the Yang Pass, how can you give up lightly now! How can you be worthy of the dry bones outside the Yang Pass!"

In fact, Zhou Sui was just saying what Zhou Chan wanted to say, he was just a scapegoat for Zhou Chan, and Zhou Sui didn't care if he was scolded, just shut up obediently.

"If you don't concentrate in one place, then the troops will be stationed in two groups." Zhou Chan already had a plan in mind. "General Xu has full authority to supervise the battle at Yangguan, and this general and Prince Rui are stationed in Jinyang."

For Zhou Chan's arrangement, Xu Muyuan and Zhang Taining were not surprised at all.

Zhou's people are naturally arranged in Jinyang where there is still a way out. As for the island-like Giyang Pass, Zhou Chan no longer exists.

In this battle, Zhou Chan himself did not expect to win.

In the midsummer of July, the Yan army formally declared war on the Great Chu, claiming that a 30 army was about to take over northern Xinjiang, and the Great Chu was shaken for a while.

The people in northern Xinjiang were in panic, and when the soldiers were ready to die, the Great Chu Dynasty, which received the battle report, was arguing endlessly over the issue of increasing troops in northern Xinjiang.

The group headed by the Chen family and the Lu family strongly opposed it.

"Since the beginning of spring, the Xirong Hu people have entered Hanzhong several times to burn, kill and loot. The 20 troops stationed in Hanzhong are the gates of the northwest. If the Hanzhong army is transferred away, what will happen if the Xirong Hu people invade on a large scale?"

"Sea bandits are rampant in the south, and the coastal villages are full of empty houses. The southern army is still too busy to take care of itself. How can the troops go north?"

"The world is not peaceful. Conscripts are recruited every year. Military households go to seven or eight out of ten. If they are recruited again, they will be wiped out!"

The Zhou Group naturally retorted.

"According to what you say, doesn't the court have no soldiers to use?"

"Now that the army of the Yan army is approaching the city, the top priority should be to immediately organize reinforcements to go north."

But this time, the Zhou family had a handle in the hands of the various families.

"The northern army has 25 troops, plus the young and strong recruited on the spot, what fear is there for a mere 30 troops to invade." The Patriarch of the Chen family was full of sarcasm.

Prime Minister Zhou didn't show it on the surface, but in fact his chest was tight and he was about to suffocate.

He couldn't say that there were actually only 12 soldiers in the Northern Army, and the rest were empty pay.

These aristocratic families who have no experience in marching and fighting only know that they can eat empty money in the beginning of the war, but they don't know that eating empty money will also eat back at themselves.

In the past, the Zhou family had harmed the local generals, but this time his miscalculation was a retribution for himself.

In fact, as early as last year, Prime Minister Zhou sent a letter asking Zhou Chan to bring Prince Rui back, lest the situation of the war change and miss his own major event.

For the Zhou family, supporting Prince Rui as a crown prince and enthroning as an emperor in the future is the top priority.However, Zhou Chan listened to his staff and believed that the Yan army would only go south in the next year, which did not trap him.

Those aristocratic families who stood up against the increase in troops knew well that the Northern Army did not have 25 people, but they all pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"General Zhou must protect the great mountains and rivers in northern Xinjiang for His Majesty in this battle, otherwise how can the Zhou family deserve this honor." Patriarch of the Lu family said with a strange air.

How could they let go of this opportunity to step on Zhou's foot, wishing that Zhou Chan and Prince Rui would die in northern Xinjiang like this.

As for Northern Xinjiang being handed over to the Yan Kingdom, as long as they can take the opportunity to overthrow the Zhou family, a barren mountain and two cities are nothing.

The Patriarch of the Zhou family really had no way to persuade Emperor Xuan or the officials, so he could only write a letter to tell his son that there was no hope of increasing troops and he was ready to escape.

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