Can it be unstable?

With the emperor's revitalization of the factory guard, tens of thousands of soldiers in brocade clothes have returned, who dares to try restlessly?

What's more, these adults, because of the outbreak of the Jin Shang case, everyone has on their bodies, which one dares to jump out and be blind?

Emperor Chongzhen nodded with satisfaction, a little complacent.

revitalize the factory guard, take the capital Jin merchants to open the knife, and deter lawlessness...... One ring is closely linked to the other, and it is quite effective to maintain the stability of the capital.

It's just that although the capital is controlled, there is still a blank outside the capital!

Thinking of this, Emperor Chongzhen earnestly instructed Fang Zhenghua:

"Great companion, the suppression of slaves is a major national event, but it is a pity that the court is so ignorant of the situation of the Tartars, such as in the drum, still in a dream, I don't know myself, I don't know the other, how can I win?

This time, I ordered you to go out of the city, not only to exterminate the Jin merchants, but also to find out the news of the Tartars, which can be described as a difficult and heavy responsibility.

I hope that Otomo can live up to my expectations while protecting himself! ”

Fangzhenghua has strong martial arts and is one of the best players in the inner court. According to historical records, when he was surrounded by rebels in Baoding, he died with dozens of men in his hands.

Therefore, he was in charge of field duties in the East Factory.

For example, heavy work such as hoeing and raping, and finding out the enemy's situation.

"Eh, thank you for your concern!

Facing Emperor Chongzhen's concern, Fang Zhenghua was slightly moved, and he leaned over and replied respectfully: "The old slave has already selected a good hand from the Jinyi Guard, and everything is in order, and he will definitely live up to the emperor's courtesy expectations." ”

"That's good!"

Emperor Chongzhen glanced at him approvingly, and then said no more.

Seeing this, Fang Zhenghua knew that today's report was over, so he bowed and quietly withdrew from the Qianqing Palace.

In the early morning of the next day, the school field of Jinyi Yamen was noisy and lively.

Two teams of about 1,000 people are in vests, accompanied by guns and arrows, ready to go.

After a while, Fang Zhenghua led Li Ruolian, Qianhu Dong Changqing, and Wu Chengfeng to the school field.

Suddenly, the whole team was silent, only the occasional snort of the war horses.

Seeing this, Fang Zhenghua was greatly satisfied, encouraged a few words, and then ordered: "Kill the general and capture the flag." ”

Li Ruolian beckoned back, and Wu Chengfeng, who was known as the double master of brocade and clothes with Dong Changqing, stepped forward and came to the edge of the school field.

There, there is a row of knife holders with the same kind of knives on them.

Its overall shape is completely different from the waist knife, Yanling knife, lancet, Qijia knife of the Ming Dynasty in this era, and it is also different from the Shun knife and pick knife of Houjin.

The blade is about three feet long, with a thick back and a wide blade, the tip of the knife is like a floating oak leaf, and the blade has a deep arc blood groove that occupies two-thirds of the overall width, and the blade is slightly curved, with a graceful but fierce arc.

This is a special embroidered spring knife for Jinyiwei.

I have to say that technology also exists all the time in the era of cold weapons.

It's like the magical arc of the embroidered spring knife.

This arc gives the embroidered spring knife a magical power, the steel knife is unsheathed, anyone wields it, and the chopping power brought by its own arc can easily cut down small trees and open stakes.

Wu Chengfeng held the heavy copper handle in his hand, and the thumb of his left hand gently swiped over the knife edge, feeling the cold sharpness.

Then he drew his knife out of the sheath, strode forward, took two steps quickly, turned his body, swung the knife out of the sheath with the force of turning, and slashed down at a small tree in front of him.

With a snapping sound, the small tree, the size of an adult man's wrist, was cut in two, and the crown on it fell with a bang.

The momentum in the school field was suddenly like a rainbow, and the cheers were thunderous, and everyone shouted: "Brocade clothes attack, the world is invincible!" ”

"Attack!"

Fang Zhenghua saw that he would capture the flag and win the prize, and he also shouted in high spirits.

"Order!"

Under an order, the soldiers in brocade clothes stepped on their war horses and went out of the city to carry out military affairs under the leadership of their respective thousands and hundreds of households.

……

The war-torn land of Gyeonggi is overgrown with weeds and desolate, and most of them are uncultivated.

It is not surprising that many peasants fled one after another, and that there was wasteland all around.

"The horses' hooves on the road were disorganized and overlapped, indicating that they must have rested here for a while."

Wu Chengfeng of thousands of households went out of the army around him, and his ability to detect the enemy situation was famous in Jinyiwei.

"The soil of the wheat field is soft, and the horses have trampled a lot of traps, which means that the official road is not enough for them to run and march, they must be in a hurry, and they are a large group of people.

The Ming Dynasty's standard farrier has a large arc and an inner mouth of up to five inches, so this is the army of the Tartars.

Out of this area, on the whole, the hoof prints were very straight, and it was a normal march, which indicates that they were advancing in several waves.

According to the preliminary judgment, this group of Tartars is at least 5,000 men, and we must find out their marching route and report it to the imperial court. ”

Jin Yiwei has always had a tradition of bringing the old with the new, and he explained while investigating.

The sun is rising, and the sun shines on the vast land, which is very comforting.

But the sound of horses' hooves in the distance beat like a heavy drum in everyone's hearts.

"The other side has seven horses." A brocade-clad lieutenant attached himself to the ground and listened for a moment, reporting loudly.

"Get on your horse, go to the top of the slope, stretch your bow, and prepare for battle."

After countless death fights to survive, Wu Chengfeng immediately made the most correct choice.

Now is wartime, ordinary people can run and hide as long as they can, and it is absolutely impossible to gallop on the official road.

Therefore, if the person who came was not a Ming soldier, then it must be a scout of the Tartars.

In order to pursue speed, the scouts reduce the weight of the war horses, which is somewhat different from the field troops. The equipment strives to be light and fast, and most of them are not armored, so they are extremely fast. There are many plains around Gyeonggi, so there is no way to run.

Therefore, scout encounters are the most dangerous, with both sides serving as the best fighters in the army, with the fastest and best horses and weapons, unless one side escapes or the whole army is wiped out.

It's a game of death, ending with one side winning.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Wu Chengfeng knew that this was a test for himself, don't look at the number of eleven people and a small flag.

But the Tartar bow horse is skillful, and it is especially known who killed the deer?

Wu Chengfeng was wearing a Daming red mandarin duck battle jacket, as for what to say about dressing up in disguise and the like, it is pure nonsense.

Tartars are cruel, and they kill people when they see them, no matter what clothes you wear.

Therefore, ordinary people only have two endings when they encounter Tartars, they will die if they can't run, or they will be taken prisoner.