The shield was made of hard wood and an iron skeleton, reinforced with iron bars and rivets around the edges and center, slightly raised in the middle to unload the impact of the enemy's weapons. There are two rings on the back of the shield, the soldier can use his left forearm to pass through one loop, and the left hand holds the other ring, in order to reduce the burden on the soldier, the back of the shield is also equipped with an adjustable belt, and the soldier can use the belt to carry part of the weight of the shield on his shoulders. Of course, if a soldier wears armor, holds a spear, and holds a shield, the physical burden on him is very large, so in Zhou Ping's tactical system, the soldiers in the first row of these phalanxes (the ones in the back do not need to hold shields) are the elite of the elite, and the salary is only a little lower than those who use the Taiping axe. Such hoplites can only exert their might if they form a phalanx side by side, but this is very worrying for mobile surnames. Even on a very flat battlefield, their main task is only to maintain a strong, unbreakable front and form an "anvil", while the front or cavalry can skillfully use this "anvil" or the cover of various terrain to break through or detour the enemy line from the middle of the flank or phalanx, and form a "hammer" to form a flank and crush the enemy. Accomplishing this complex series of tactical maneuvers on the battlefield requires extensive training to build an army of soldiers who are good at obeying orders and mid- and low-ranking officers who are good at understanding and carrying out the orders of their superiors.

Of course, whenever Zhou Ping excitedly described in his mind his magnificent army of cold weapons composed of spear team, Swiss halberd team, god arm bow team, guard ironclad cavalry, and light cavalry, and then returned to reality and saw his poor less than 500 soldiers, he felt an inexplicable frustration. He had to admit that although the Northern Song Dynasty's policy of "strengthening cadres and weak branches" and "guarding the internal and external affairs" was mediocre in foreign wars, it was still very effective in restraining internal careerists like themselves. The more capable and outstanding the achievements of the state and county officials, the faster the promotion will be, and there will be no desire at all, let alone time to run their own forces in the local area. More importantly, the financial power of the local government was in the hands of the various transfer envoys, who transferred the vast majority of the tax to Bianliang, Tokyo, and the money and food left in the local prefectures and counties were pitifully small, which was simply not enough for the local officials to build small territories. If it weren't for the fact that Zhou Ping's time was during the Xuanhe years of this ridiculous Daojun Emperor, he could partner with the messy eunuchs to make up for it, and he wouldn't be able to train for another three or five years, the reason is very simple - no money.

Zhou Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly and muttered to himself: "Now it seems that I am also one of those parasites lying on the body of the people of the Great Song Dynasty and sucking blood!" If it is the plane of "Water Margin", I estimate that there is a certain 'corrupt official and corrupt official' who was killed alive by the heroes of Liangshan! Speaking of this, the smile on Zhou Ping's face gradually faded, and what was left was the muscles of his cheeks that were gradually tightened: "But the big disaster is imminent, and I can't take care of so much, without a strong army, everyone will be finished in a few years!" Instead of letting Jin Bing grab it, let me grab it first. ”

Time is like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, it is already the end of the second year of Xuanhe (1120). Even in the army, there is a bit of a festive atmosphere. Zhou Ping, who had plenty of money, gave the non-commissioned officers and generals a double salary and clothes, and the officers who lived close to them were also allowed to take a short vacation, and their wife Yunniang in Anyang also took over, and after several years, they finally barely had the appearance of a home.

Zhou Ping leaned on the Hu bed, saw his wife leading a few servants to cut window flowers, make Lantern Festival, and clean up the house, patted the place next to him and said with a smile: "Yun Niang, come and sit with me, those things can be done by the family!" ”

"That's not good, how can you rest assured that no one is watching?" Yun Niang didn't look back and commanded the two servants who were wiping the cobwebs on the roof with a feather duster: "Look at what I will be like if I don't come to you!" ”

Zhou Ping stepped forward and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his wife's waist, and said with a hippie smile: "Yes, yes, how can I leave the lady, but this little thing is just for the two of them to do it, and it's not too late to become a lady and then go out!" ”

Yun Niang has been living alone in Anyang for more than half a year, and suddenly she was so warm by her husband Bai Yuzi that her body was already half soft, and she whispered: "Da Bai Yuli, I'm afraid that people will see it!" ”

"What about Bai Yueli?" Zhou Pingtian smiled and said: "You and I are the husband and wife that Ming Media is marrying, didn't Zhang Chang say: 'The joy of the boudoir is more than the thrush', and this lawsuit is not afraid of being in front of the official." ”

Yun Niang is a blacksmith family, so she naturally doesn't understand the origin of Zhou Ping's "Zhang Chang" and what "the pleasure of the boudoir is more than thrush", but she is very smart, and she also knows that it will not be a good word from her husband's mouth at this moment, and she whispered: "A dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth!" There will be nothing serious to say from you! ”

At this time, Zhou Ping had already half-dragged and half-pushed his wife to the Luohan bed and sat down, stretched out his leg and gently hooked the door, and said with a smile: "That's natural, your husband is a military man who dances with a knife and a cane, and he is not a champion who reads sage books, so naturally his words are not so elegant." ”

Yun Niang looked at her husband's protruding chest and belly, and couldn't help but laugh: "That's what I said, if you are a scholar, I am afraid that it will not be my turn to marry a concubine." ”

"Not necessarily! Anyway, our family is now also a court envoy of the seventh grade, and ordinary scholars may not be able to catch it! Zhou Ping sat down with a grin, took a citrus and peeled it off, and said with a smile.

"That's what the husband said!" Yun Niang smiled, and her face became serious: "I just hope that our child can be called outside the East Gate, that is a happy thing!" ”

Hearing Yun Niang say this, Zhou Ping's face became ugly, and it can be said that his wife Fang Cai's words spoke the hearts of most of the mothers of the Great Song Dynasty at that time. The Northern Song Dynasty inherited five generations, and Song Taizu deceived the orphans and widows of the Zhou Dynasty to seize the throne, so he naturally had a natural wariness of martial arts to interfere in politics, so he used to improve the status of scholars to check and balance, and the preferential treatment of scholars in the Northern Song Dynasty can be said to have reached the peak since ancient times. Even the Son of Heaven personally wrote poems to persuade learning: "Rich families don't need to buy fertile land, there are thousands of bells in the book." There is no need to erect high beams for the house, and there is a golden house in the book. Don't hate unscrupulous matchmakers when marrying a wife, there is a woman in the book who is like jade. Don't hate to go out, there are many cars and horses in the book. The man wanted to fulfill his life's ambition, and read the six classics to the window. "However, the Northern Song Dynasty at that time had not yet reached the end of the dynasty, and even the most far-sighted people felt that this dynasty had this kind of threat, but it was still far from the death of the country. Only a traverser like Zhou Ping is dedicated to practicing martial arts, so he naturally has no interest in reading and taking the top prize.

"Husband, what's wrong with you, isn't there something wrong with your body?" Yun Niang saw that Zhou Ping's face was wrong, and hurriedly asked in a low voice. Zhou Pingqiang smiled to hide his mood and said: "Yun Niang thinks very far, and now that the children are not there, they are thinking about taking the top prize." ”

"That's not too early!" Yun Niang replied with a serious face: "My husband is nearly thirty years old, but there is no incense yet, this is the most important thing." After having a child, please come to a famous teacher to train you, and in the future, Fengchi will be in the middle and expand the lintel of Zhou's house, which is the right way! ”

Yun Niang's righteous words and teachings tossed Zhou Ping's "surname fun" that was still a little ready to move all of a sudden, and a beautiful face flashed in his mind, isn't that Emperor Maode's husband a jinshi? In her eyes, she is just one of the many ants, according to the rules of the Great Song Dynasty, no matter how fast she climbs on the ladder of martial artists, she can't compare with those who are proud of the sky in the imperial examination field.

"Maybe it's better for me to let the Jin people go south!" A thought suddenly flashed in Zhou Ping's mind, but soon he was taken aback by his own idea, no matter what, he is a citizen of Huaxia, if Jin Bing goes south, millions of people will die, including his relatives and friends, after all, he is no longer the lonely traverser, but a man who has a wife, father-in-law, and is about to have children. For a moment, Zhou Ping couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed of the thoughts in his mind just now.

"What's wrong? Homogeneous? Yun Niang saw her husband bow his head, called her husband with concern, and stretched out her hand to gently touch Zhou Ping's forehead, wanting to see if she had a fever.

"It's nothing, suddenly a little tired!" Zhou Ping reached out and grabbed his wife's hand, rubbing the thin cocoon on it hard, with the promotion of his official position and the progress of the iron smelting business, his wife no longer needed to do as much work as in the past.

"Then I'll make your bed and rest for a while!" Her husband's warmth made Yun Niang's face red slightly, she stood up and skillfully made the bed for Zhou Ping, served her husband to lie down, and was about to leave. Zhou Ping suddenly raised his head: "Yun Niang, come over for a while, I have something to tell you!" ”

Yun Niang was stunned, lowered her head, and suddenly felt a heat on her forehead, but she was kissed by Zhou Ping, her face suddenly turned red, and her husband's deep voice came from her ears: "Our child will definitely be able to be admitted to the Jinshi in the future!" ”

With a creak, Yun Niang pushed the door and walked out, and the two servants who were cleaning the roof with a feather duster outside hurriedly turned around and saluted, and Yun Niang walked quickly to the outside. The two servants were surprised to notice that the eldest lady, who was very kind and knowledgeable, did not return the salute, and her face was full of crimson and she looked overjoyed, obviously not noticing them at all. (To be continued.) )