After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Shuang had nothing to gain from the method of arranging the military formation.

But he didn't dwell on it.

Regardless of the formation, it was born out of war.

Although I don't understand it now, he has a golden finger, and I believe that it won't be long before he can create a special military formation with a unique style!

After all, in addition to considering the terrain, troops, and weather, he also has all kinds of skills produced by the system.

This is called a variable.

The first thing to do at the moment is not to practice, but to familiarize yourself with military orders!

Fortunately, Yang Shuang's military order is very simple: where to point the banner, where to rush the legion!

As for horns, war drums, and the like, they are not autumn soldiers on the battlefield, and there are no conditions yet.

In the cold winter of Layue, the recruits composed of horse thieves stared at the flag on the dilapidated gate building of Yangguan, one would run to the east with the flagpole swinging, and the other would retreat back to the same place with a hula, and occasionally carry the battle shield and desperately hit the city wall.

No matter what kind of general order, no one dares to violate it, even if the head is hit and the blood flows, it is difficult to endure.

As an outlaw with his head in his hands, his desire to survive is far from being comparable to that of civilians.

Nowadays, a new life path is in front of us, and no one can turn into an officer and soldier, and no one does not cherish it.

There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great.

Who doesn't want to marry a lady in a dignified manner and leave incense?

Although the horse thief can rob it, he may be wiped out one day!

And, in the den of thieves, who dares to rob the mother-in-law? When the child is born at that time, it is estimated that she herself does not know whose it is.

"Tie!"

"Boom la la ······"

Standing on the dilapidated city gate building, Yang Shuang planted the Wufan military flag that had been made in a hurry and shouted loudly.

Outside the gate of Yangguan, nearly 200 recruits quickly lined up in two rows, shouldering anti-Japanese shields and carrying horizontal knives.

Although the formation is still scattered, the murderous aura is ····· No, it's arrogant!

"Standing shield!!"

Hearing the order, the recruit quickly removed the heavy battle shield on his shoulders, raised his foot and kicked the movable button at the bottom of the shield, and two fangs more than half a foot in length suddenly ejected, and his arms slammed the shield down.

"Bang Bang ·····"

This kind of shield is said to be a standard weapon equipped by the main force of the Xiongqu Army before the soul is alive, and the target is the Turkic Iron Horse!

The black battle shield fell to the ground, the two fangs penetrated deep into the soil, and the shield surface was inclined 75 degrees, as steady as a root.

Not bad!

Yang Shuang nodded secretly.

With such a performance at the beginning of the exercise, this group of horse thieves is indeed extraordinary, I don't know how many times stronger than the old ghost and the horse thieves in the ancient city of Hecang.

Before, he was also curious about the origin of this group of horse thieves, and Wang Lao Er explained that the cavalry general who was killed in seconds had a feud with King Shanshan!

A group of people have been hiding in Tibet in the Western Regions for five or six years, and if they can survive, they are naturally experienced in a hundred battles.

But after so many tribulations, everyone was exhausted, and when they came to Yangguan, they already had the intention of abandoning evil and following good, but the Turks' reward for the generals of the Sui army was really heartwarming, and it fell to such a point.

"Shield Wall !!"

The military order was issued again, and the recruits in the second row quickly stepped forward with white battle shields, and inserted the two fangs at the bottom of the shield into the tops of the two adjacent black battle shields.

It's a simple wall stack!

Yang Shuang didn't know what it was, but if there were archers and pikemen to cooperate, the lethality would be doubled.

"Throwing !!"

After the shield wall is formed, the black shield recruits lunge to carry the shield, and the white shield recruits take out the short spear behind their backs and throw it from the middle of the two "pin" characters.

"Whoosh ·······"

After throwing a round, the white shield recruit did not stop with his arm, quickly drew the short spear behind the black shield recruit, and threw it again.

"Not bad!"

Looking at the dense wooden poles fifty meters away from the formation, Yang Shuang noted the distance and waved his hand to let everyone rest.

When he woke up a few days ago, he received a system prompt that Yangguan and Dunhuang had been captured by his own side, but now there was no trace of his own sentry horse, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Now, although 190 people are small, there are many things that can be done!

"Report !!"

Before Yang Shuang walked down the city wall, he was about to tell the recruits about the characteristics of the magic skill of "Shield Array Company Battalion" to prevent the loss of fighters on the battlefield due to confusion, but a shout suddenly came from the pass.

Looking at it intently, it was Lu Xiaobu!

This kid was almost captured and killed by Wang Lao Er and others, and he was very depressed, Yangguan was new, and he just needed a sentry to investigate the military situation, so Yang Shuang sent him out to slip around.

"What's going on?"

"Report to Guan Cheng, thirty miles to the north, the enemy situation was found on the east side of the Sleepy Yang Ridge, and there were about two hundred Turkic iron horsemen, and they were camping!"

"Oh?!" Yang Shuang was slightly stunned.

It's winter, and the Turks haven't withdrawn their troops yet?

Since the Qin and Han dynasties, the barbarians of the Northern Regions have been known as "threshing grass", although the name is different, but the nature is exactly the same.

That is, every autumn harvest season, they will go south to the Central Plains to loot.

This kind of thing has been countless for hundreds of years, and the most famous is the Three Kingdoms period, when the great beauty Cai Yan (Cai Wenji) was taken away by the Xiongnu Zuoxian King.

The barbarians of the Northern Regions went south, not only for food, but also for the population!

"Can you take a closer look? Only two hundred? ”

"I saw clearly, there were indeed only two hundred people, and I quietly went around to the north side, and found that there was no trace of any enemy except for a few camps near Dunhuang!"

Yang Shuang looked up at the sky, the sun had already set, and immediately summoned Dong Da Hammer and said: "Bury the pot to cook, take out all the jerky and grain noodles we brought from Lujiatun, let everyone eat a full meal, rest until the end of the ugly time, and then gather!" By the way, there are also war horses, all fed! (Ugly at the end of the hour: after half past three in the morning, before four.) ）

"Yes, Childe!"

Food is also divided into grades, meat, grain, and noodles have always been of the highest quality in the army, or can become strategic materials.

This grain flour is not corn flour, but wheat flour!

According to Lu Jiatun's eating method, all of them are made into balls with water, kneaded into cakes, and boiled in a pot to eat.

To put it simply, it should be soup cakes.

As for the rumored steamed buns invented by Zhuge Liang's wife and Huang Yueying, Yang Shuang has not seen it, and it is estimated that the magical item of "old noodles" has not yet entered the homes of ordinary people.

Being unknown does not mean that he does not know, and yeast powder will naturally have it.

"Dead noodles" ferment into "made noodles", whether to make steamed buns or pull into noodles, it depends on personal preference.

Choke some mutton fat in a pot, boil the jerky, add noodles, and add some wild vegetables, and the original version of salty noodle soup is born.

"Eat and drink enough, walk slowly for a quarter of an hour, and everyone enters the customs to rest ······" With five Lujiatun youths, Dong Dazhui would inform the recruits of tonight's actions every time he served a bowl of noodles.

This group of bandits who took the sky as their quilt and the earth as their bed, and were driven out by King Shanshan to hide in Tibet, had never eaten such wonderful food.

Especially Wang Laoer, a thoughtful person, I don't know whether it is sincere, or false, or specifically for the sake of patting the sycophants, holding the ceramic sea bowl with tears streaming down his face, and kneeling outside Yangguan with a puff.

"General, the little one swears to follow the general! In the future, no matter whether you are a cow or a horse, you will never betray! ”

When the people with the big bowl of noodles heard the words, they learned from each other, and all kinds of "swearing" came one after another.

It's a pity that Yang Shuang has already stepped on the war horse and hid in the northern night.

The news that Lu Xiaobu brought back, he was always a little uneasy, it was better to go on a trip himself, and the recruits in the province were defeated in the first battle.