There are many types of cavalry, but there is no detailed division of the troops in this era, and the troops are very single. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, most of the cavalry in northern Xinjiang are light cavalry.

There was a lack of veins on their side, and the armor of the soldiers was naturally not made of copper and iron, but was all woven from special rattan.

This is similar to their old ancestor, the Qiang Wu clan.

The rattan armor of the Qiangwu tribe is repeatedly soaked in oil, supplemented by special techniques, with strong toughness and good defense, the key is lightness.

However, look at the fate of the Qiangwu tribe, hundreds of thousands of cavalry were burned to death by the emperor and prime minister, and the three tribes in northern Xinjiang ate the lessons of their ancestors and transformed the rattan armor craft, and now they don't seem to be very afraid of fire.

The infantry in the northern frontier was similar to the cavalry, wearing rattan armor and armed with broadswords or spears.

As for the classification of arms and the coordination of operations?

Oh, there's that thing?

Jiang Pengji has also fought with the Tsing Yi Army at present, and the other party is all unarmored miscellaneous soldiers, scum with less than five combat effectiveness.

The strange soldiers and infantry in Northern Xinjiang are not comparable to third-rate goods like the Tsing Yi Army, and the number of people alone is enough to frighten people.

To deal with such an enemy, it is natural to show a serious attitude and let them see the art of war.

So, it's important to classify the classes.

It would be a nightmare for a single class to meet a restrained class.

Jiang Pengji talked about her own ideas, and prepared to divide the army under her command into different arms for targeted training.

Feng Jin said, "Time is too tight, we don't have enough manpower, I'm afraid it's difficult-"

"No matter how hard it is, you have to give it a try, otherwise you will have to sit back and wait. ”

If Northern Xinjiang sends troops, it will definitely need time to prepare, and Jiang Pengji can just seize the time to train new soldiers.

In ancient times, many men were conscripted into the barracks, and they could be pulled to the battlefield after a few days of training, but the combat effectiveness and quality of that kind of soldiers were not good, and the recruits recruited by Jiang Pengji had a training period of half a year at the shortest, and the training time was concentrated in winter and summer.

Severe weather can temper people's will and body even more.

As for spring and autumn?

Spring helps spring ploughing, autumn helps autumn harvest, free time to continue training, anyway, can't stop.

After entering Jiang Pengji's barracks, it is a training period all year round, and only one day of rest is given in January.

After such training, the soldiers can definitely be regarded as elite soldiers, not to mention that most of them have participated in more than one battle, and their combat experience and quality are far stronger than those young recruits.

Almost one day later, the news of An Yina's violent death also spread to the other three counties of Fengyi County.

When Qi Guanrang received the news, it was dark, he was working on the paperwork with an oil lamp, and his eyelids were already sleepy, and when he heard the news, it seemed that there was a thunderbolt piercing from his head to the soles of his feet, which frightened him to wake up immediately.

Xu Ke's reaction was similar, he dropped his work and sent a letter to Xiangyang County overnight.

The only ones who are calm and calm are Wei Ci and Yang Si from Cheng'an County.

To be precise, there is only Wei Ci.

Yang Si asked, "Why aren't you in a hurry? The wolf son of Northern Xinjiang is ambitious, and the troops will certainly not be weak when they send troops this time, how can they resist their iron hooves with Chongzhou's military strength alone? Once the frontier is compelled, Dongqing is afraid that he will have to follow the old road of Nansheng...... Your father-in-law is afraid that it will be difficult to protect the head of the family!"

Yang Si doesn't care who will be the emperor of Dongqing, but it definitely can't be a foreign race in the northern Xinjiang!

Wei Ci didn't hurry and laughed, "Don't worry, Northern Xinjiang shouldn't be able to fight this time, they still have a lawsuit in their own heads." ”

Yang Si was surprised, and hurriedly asked him, "You abrasive fox, if you have anything to say, just say it directly, say half hide and half hide, and you are not afraid of being beaten." They have coveted Dongqing for a long time, but now that the north is in turmoil and the south is fighting non-stop, this is a good time for the north to wave its troops south. Could it be that the three ethnic groups in Northern Xinjiang are in civil strife?"

Wei Ci shook his head, "Now this king of the Northern Xinjiang Imperial Court is extremely prestigious, he is in his prime, and his royal means are also strong, as early as when he became the king, he has already unified the forces of Northern Xinjiang. Before he was dying or dying, there was no chaos in northern Xinjiang. ”

Yang Si was puzzled, there was no civil strife in northern Xinjiang, why could there be no way to go south?

Wei Ci said, "The Buddha said, don't say. ”

Yang Si said angrily, "! You're just begging for a beating." ”

Make a bad friend by mistake!

Wei Ci has sent a letter to Xiangyang County about this problem.

Others didn't understand, but he believed that Jiang Pengji would definitely believe his words.

The letters from Qi Guanrang, Xu Ke and Wei Ci were delivered almost front and back, and the three messengers all arrived on horseback overnight.

Jiang Pengji tore open the fire paint and took out the neatly folded letter inside.

She first read the letter from Qi Guanrang, who arrived first, then Xu Ke's, and finally Wei Ci's.

Unlike the first two who asked for a response, there were only a few words in Wei Ci's envelope.

It was just these few words that made Jiang Pengji stretch her eyebrows, and her eyes were glowing with joy.

[At the beginning of November of the twentieth year of Tianwu, the horse plague in northern Xinjiang, the war horse contracted the disease and died suddenly, and the survivors were 12 out of 12]

She read the letter, took the fire, and burned it to ashes.

"If that's the case, it looks like I'm going to ask Uncle Gu to make the last money in Northern Xinjiang, and I'll be more ruthless!"

Her eyes seemed to flicker, and she spread out a piece of paper, sharpened her pen, and wrote a letter.

"Come on, call the head of the brick kiln to discuss. ”

Among the armies of the three tribes in Northern Xinjiang, the infantry and cavalry have reached the level of one to two, if the war horses are infected and die in large numbers, it is tantamount to cutting off their right arm, don't want to recover their peak combat power in recent years, let alone go south, which has bought Jiang Pengji a lot of time for her growth.

I didn't think I had enough time before, but now I'm a little relieved.

It's just that she didn't completely believe the content of the letter, not to doubt Wei Ci, just because of the butterfly effect, who knows if the horse plague in northern Xinjiang will occur regularly? Maybe it was fanned by the butterfly's wings, maybe time went backwards.

Before it is fully confirmed, Jiang Pengji will not take it lightly, and it is still necessary to prepare.

However, regardless of whether the northern Xinjiang has the ability to wave troops south, the business there will not last long.

Jiang Pengji plans to make the last money and pit millions more.

The brick kiln manager came overnight, and Jiang Pengji ordered him to open the brick kiln again and fire a large number of exquisite glassware.

In the past, the number of fired glassware was limited and sold slowly, creating the illusion that glass was very valuable.

Almost every nobleman in Northern Xinjiang is fashionable to have a set of glass tea sets, and those noble ladies in Northern Xinjiang are even more fond of collecting jewelry of glass products, a set of super face-saving jewelry, making them the focus of the banquet, and more noblewomen are not able to buy it with money.

Now that Dongqing and Northern Xinjiang are about to go to war, Jiang Pengji intends to make a fortune before the relationship breaks down.

Set a small goal and earn him a million yuan first!