Chapter Ninety-Nine: Convergence
(Thanks to Dameng, Xiaopang, Tongle Village, and Lamplighter)
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A jujube-red horse from the Western Regions galloped on the school grounds, its mane flying, and its iron hooves raising dust. The knight on the horse was dressed in red armor, a red leather hood, and a scarf covering his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of unusually bright and focused eyes. Twenty paces to the right is a humanoid target, about the height of a foot pawn, holding a spear diagonally.
Outside the fence on the side of the school field, Deng Zhan, Tao Sheng, the Han brothers, Qingyan, Shi Niu, Zongba and a group of guards all looked nervous and concerned.
The flying horse gradually approached, the knight's body was half-bowed, his body was pressed, the hand holding the reins was slightly loose, and his right hand was holding a scimitar behind his back.
The moment the horse galloped past the humanoid target, the knight suddenly waved his arm and flashed his sword. Syllable! The humanoid target trembled sharply, and there was a clear knife mark on the "chest" covered with various wounds.
"Yay! Childe (young master) is really amazing! β
On the school grounds, there were bursts of cheers and applause.
The Red Armored Knight stopped his horse, tore off his dust towel, and gasped for breath with joy on his faceβit was Zhang Fang.
It was the culmination of seven days of training and finally unleashed the perfect sword.
When Zhang Fang officially announced that he would participate in the Western Expedition, all his subordinates, including himself, devoted themselves to intense training. No matter who makes even the slightest progress, Zhang Fang does not hesitate to applaud and encourage. At first, everyone felt that this way of high-five was quite strange, but over time, they felt that it was impossible to express their excitement, so the applause and celebration quickly spread in the school hall.
Half a load out of the jam, galloping thousands of miles, first chasing and killing the enemy, then being chased by the enemy, and finally living in the barracks...... After going through so much, Zhang Fang's riding skills have been driven by pressure and mission, and he has made rapid progress and is fully qualified as a qualified rider.
However, a rider is not equal to a knight.
On the battlefield, the rider can only flee for his life, but the knight can take his life - would you rather be a rider or a knight?
Zhang Fang went out with the army this time, perhaps in Gan Yanshou and Chen Tang to accumulate capital, in Deng Zhan and Tao Sheng to gain fame, ninety percent of them did not leave the Chinese army, and they were very safe. In Zhang Fang's view, if there is anything unpredictable in this world like a woman's heart, then war must be one of them.
There is no absolute security in this world, and it is better to rely on others than on yourself. Since he decided to join the war, he wanted to turn himself into a real knight.
In this era, there were only two standards for knights: mounted archery and slashing.
The long-range killing technique of mounted archery does not have three or five years of hard training, so don't think about having fun. Zhang Fang didn't have that much time to play this, and he didn't want to compare this with the horseback people, it was relatively easier to split the thorns.
However, when Zhang Fang really rode on the war horse and swung his knife at the wooden target, he knew that nothing in the world was easy. Riding on the back of a bumpy horse, galloping at high speed, in the staggered moment, grasp the opportunity, make a decisive shot, and accurately stab or split the target...... In this process, if you shoot early, it is equivalent to death; Late to the shot, missed the opportunity. Horse control is also crucial, get too close and hit the target directly, and you can't reach it at all if you are far away.
It seems to be a simple stabbing action, but it is a riding knife (spear) method that requires a difficult technical work that requires two uses.
On the first day of Zhang Fang's start, he first used a spear to stab back and forth five times, but none of them hit the target, and the last time he almost fell off the horse due to excessive force, but fortunately there was a new style of stirrup to stabilize. According to Deng Zhan, there are few who practice for the first time without falling. Zhang Fang can be stable, in addition to his good exercise on weekdays, riding skills, but also thanks to the application of stirrups.
It wasn't until the third day that Zhang Fang successfully stabbed his target. After that, he practiced the more difficult chopping, and after a few days, he broke two ring head knives, and also injured the tiger's mouth, so he had to rest for a while.
According to Deng Zhan, if you grasp the heat and the timing accurately, you will not hurt your arm.
Zhang Fang admits that he still needs more practice, but he also notices a problem - the ring head knife has limitations.
The ring head knife is a straight-edged knife, which is not conducive to chopping, and it is not conducive to chopping immediately.
So Zhang Fang drew the figure and asked the warmaker to build a scimitar for himself. As a result, after the knife was baked, everyone who saw it was staring at each other. This knife is also too curved, a few points bent than the Hu knife, and it looks like the first quarter moon.
In the suspicious eyes of everyone, Zhang Fang used this Arabic scimitar and used the backhand grip knife method (more effective force to avoid shock), after several days of practice. Then he officially put on the custom armor and came to the school field for testing. After a short warm-up, a successful attack was reaped with joy.
When Zhang Fang was about to play the second round, Deng Zhan couldn't help but step over the fence, walked to him, looked at the scimitar and Zhang Fang's constant tricks, and said: "This style of knife with a backhand grip is really better than a ring head knife?" β
Zhang Fang thought for a while and said: "The way of the instrument, grasp the yin and yang, depending on the actual combat situation, cannot be generalized...... Hey, who's telling me about this? β
Deng Zhan said sincerely: "The theory of the great sword master is really extraordinary. Oh, the young master is also extraordinary. β
Great Swordsman? Who's that? As soon as Zhang Fang spoke, he remembered that these expositions were not his original knowledge system, but the same as swordsmanship, from that "Zhang Fang" - to be precise, from the teacher who taught him swordsmanship. Is this teacher a great sword master? Well, when I return to Chang'an in the future, I want to see you.
"Hah!"
Zhang Fang urged the rider again, flew in front of the wooden target, and swung it out, handy.
"Tuk!"
This time, the blade cut through the neck of the humanoid target.
Faster than the cheers of Hu Congzhong was a cheer: "Okay, this knife is enough to cut off the heads of the Huns!" β
The voice is a little familiar, Zhang Fangle stopped the war horse, and before he could turn around, a familiar and excited voice came into his ears: "Childe!" β
Zhang Fangmeng looked back - Qu Liang!
It was Qu Liang who was calling, and he was sitting in a cart full of hay, looking excited. The one who stood on the side and cheered loudly was Du Xun led by the Jiaohebi Jiatunding team. Looking at the past again, there were several familiar faces in the long convoy: Li Ren, Chu Liu, and Lu Nu.
"Uncle Six!"
"Deer slave!"
The Han brothers and Qing Yan ran away with shouts. On the other side, Cao Xiong and Lin Tianci are also hurrying in.
Zhang Fang approached and looked Qu Liang up and down: "How?" β
Qu Liang patted his chest: "Except for his lame legs, nothing happened...... Ahem......"
Zhang Fang leaned over and tapped Qu Liang's shoulder with a horsewhip: "Don't force it." β
"Childe, I don't want to miss this great achievement." Qu Liang apparently also got the news from the Han brothers and Shi Niu.
"If you can ride a horse, you can go, but it's still the same sentence, don't force it." Zhang Fang said that he got off the horse and walked to the carriage of Li Ren and Lu Nu, and nodded to the two, "The armor is on the body, it is inconvenient to salute, forgive me." β
In March, the weather is getting warmer, but Li Ren is still wearing a thick coat, but his face is much better than a few months ago. Looking at the young man in front of him who was still a little weak at first sight, but now he is a heroic and upright young man, think about himself again...... Li Ren could only sigh with envy: "I really hope that one day I can wear such armor and gallop side by side with Zhang Gongzi." β
Lin Tianci said with a smile: "The armor may be worn a few days later, but galloping side by side with Zhang Gongzi, isn't it right now?" β
Zhang Fang was surprised: "Little prince, could it be ......"
Li Ren clenched his fists: "Jiankun is also a subject country of the Han Dynasty, and he is also an ally of Wudan, and he has a hatred for destroying the country with Zhizhi. How can this expedition be without our Jiankun? β
Cao Xiong said: "I will return to Jiankun with the prince, gather people and horses, and come to help." β
Suddenly, there was a commotion in Yuanmen, and Zongba looked at it from afar, full of joy: "Another group of people and horses...... It's a Yanqi man, ah! There are also car drivers...... See! That's the name of our Pu! β
The sky is full of clouds, the ground is boiling, and a storm that sweeps west of the Western Regions is about to be launched.