The Princess of Northern Land

Nickel and chromium are two rare metals in nature. Lin Ziyin was afraid that Chu Suifeng and the others would not recognize them, so he carefully described the properties, appearance, and environment of the two metals.

Chu Suifeng, Si Jinhan and Luo Yan listened very carefully. In order to remember it more firmly, while listening, the three of them also picked up their notes and wrote down what Lin Ziyin said.

"With weapons, how do you plan to break the Fire Bull Formation?" Si Jinhan asked with respect.

"In the Fire Ox Formation, you must first stop the attack of the cattle, and then you can stop the attack of the people." Lin Ziyin replied, and then started to draw on a picture, "When the cattle run, the speed is not slow. Relying on human power to stop it, unintentionally... Ants shake big trees. If you want to completely prevent the cattle from attacking people, you must first cut off the hooves."

In fact, everyone present knew this truth. The three of them did not show any surprise at Lin Ziyin's answer. But then, when Chu Suifeng and the others saw a special weapon drawn by Lin Ziyin, they all stood up in surprise.

This is the first time everyone has seen this weapon similar to the Changge.

"It's summer now, and there's still some time before winter." Lin Ziyin analyzed, "It's probably not too late to use this time to train some soldiers to lead the charge."

Chang Ge is an improved version that can be used both offensively and defensively.

Luo Yansi Jinhan was also someone who had been on the battlefield. When he saw the weapons on the drawings, he no longer dared to underestimate Lin Ziyin.

"No matter which formation it is, the real main force lies in the people. The Tatars have strong soldiers and horses, but our soldiers and horses are weak in comparison." Lin Ziyin had no time to observe the performance of several people present.

Chu Suifeng always looked at the little woman in front of him with a faint smile. For him, the stronger Lin Ziyin was, the happier he was. After all, he had the vision and was the one who chose Lin Ziyin.

"The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. If you are not careful, there will be immeasurable consequences. Rather than letting the commander tightly control all the soldiers, it is better to break them into parts and let the soldiers move on their own. Of course, the commander's leadership cannot Ignore it." Lin Ziyin didn't care about the expressions on their faces, and started to explain the method of fighting the enemy in pieces.

The so-called breaking into parts actually means that each unit is formed into a small whole. In this whole, the soldiers use different weapons, which are divided into long spears, long knives, simple knives, knife platoons, hook spears and long Ges. This is the sparse formation advocated by Yue Fei in history, and some people call it the seven-star formation.

The Jurchen cavalry of the Northern Song Dynasty are similar to the Tatars of the Northern Kingdom. They are both good at riding and have strong soldiers and horses. Therefore, if you want to win in front of a strong opponent, you must have surprising tricks to deal with it.

"One formation will definitely not work. The formation must be changed according to the situation on the battlefield." Lin Ziyin talked eloquently, as if his soul had changed.

Si Jinhan and others became more and more surprised as they listened. Lin Ziyin's thirty-six strategies were enough to surprise them. Today's formation was an eye-opener for them. When it came to leading troops in battle, Chu Suifeng and Si Jinhan and Luo Yan were both masters, but what Lin Ziyin said today was a theory they had never heard of. Personally, I was fascinated by it.

"The specific operation depends on the commander's command and response to the battlefield. Of course, these are my personal thoughts and can only give the prince a small reference. As for how to do it specifically, I think The prince must have already had a countermeasure in mind." Finally, Lin Ziyin expressed humbly, shrinking back into the image of a weak peasant girl.

Chu Suifeng smiled at her show of weakness and had a rough understanding of what Lin Ziyin was thinking. As he dug again and again, Lin Ziyin gave him too many shocks. Chu Suifeng knew that he had found a treasure. The real princess of Princess Ling must belong to the person in front of him.