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Chapter 822 Exercises

Two days later, on the outskirts of Beijing, the Capture the Flag Tournament was held. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Today, the students of the Military Martial Arts Hall and the Lingwu Academy are going to conduct a practical combat drill here.

This competition was not public, the entire arena was blocked by the soldiers, and there were not only the ministers of the Wind Country and the invited Ningnan envoys who came to watch the scene, but also the emperor of the Wind Country, Tang Ling.

The reason why Ningnan's envoy was allowed to come to watch the battle was because Xin Jiyao and Jun Qihan were at the wine table, cheekily asking Shangguanxiu to come. Shangguan Xiu also took this opportunity to show off his strength to Ningnan, so he accepted the request of the two of them.

In the morning, a total of 1,000 students from the Military Martial Arts Hall and the Lingwu Academy arrived early.

The dress of both sides is distinct, and on the side of the military hall, it is all the same gendarmerie dress, black two-cut dress, short leather boots underneath, simple and capable, people hold the latest breech-loading firearms in their hands, and swords are hung under the ribs. At the front of the ranks, there was also a platoon of artillery.

The students of the Lingwu Academy on the opposite side were all wearing the traditional cyan uniforms of the academy, with swords under their ribs, bows and arrows on their shoulders, and some students were holding shields. These students are the most outstanding spiritual cultivators in the academy, all of them are strong in martial arts, superb in martial arts, and they are brave and good at fighting and charging into battle.

The students on both sides who were responsible for leading the command were making the final tactical explanation, and the students gathered around, listening carefully, while looking at the opposite side from time to time, rubbing their fists and grinding their palms, just waiting for the drill to begin, taking out all their strength, and showing it well, so that the emperor and ministers could be impressed by themselves. Input to the website: heiyaпge to watch the intoxicated Zhang Jie

The students on both sides held their breath in their hearts. Some of the students here in Lingwu Academy look down on the Junwutang and firearms, and some of them are not selected when they signed up for the Junwutang, the former wants to correct the name of Lingwu, and the latter wants to justify their name.

The success or failure of the exercise is directly related to the fate of the military martial arts hall and the fate of each of them, and they do not want the military martial arts hall to be banned and do not want to become the laughing stock of others, so they must win this exercise.

The drill on the field has not officially begun, but the atmosphere in the arena is already tense and solemn, as if it has become a powder keg that is being ignited.

In the stands, except for Tang Ling, the ministers were basically present.

Of course, Shangguan Xiu is no stranger to this arena, and the battle in which he became famous in the Wind Country took place here.

At the time, he was part of the field, and now he is in the stands.

Such changes made him sigh that time had passed too quickly, and the capture of the flag match that year seemed to have happened yesterday, but now, things are no longer human.

Shangguan Xiu gathered his mind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and quietly glanced at the students on the field.

At this time, Yuan Mu and Qin Chuan walked quickly behind him and whispered: "Brother Xiu, we have already arranged, as long as the other party makes a move, none of them can escape!" While speaking, the two glanced at Cai Xiao's side.

The largest and most luxurious seat in the center of the grandstand is the dragon chair prepared for the emperor. Shangguan Xiu sat on the left side of the dragon chair, and Cai Xiao sat on the right side of the dragon chair, and there was a short distance between the two.

Behind Cai Xiao, there were two entourage, one of them, the ministers present basically knew him, it was the housekeeper of the Cai Mansion, Cai Ba, known as the eighth master, and the other person was very raw, and few people present knew him.

When Yuan Mu, Qin Chuan and Shangguan Xiu were talking, Cai Xiao also looked at Shangguan Xiu, the corners of his mouth raised, he snorted coldly, he tilted his head slightly, and said, "Old Nine!"

"Master!" the man bowed and stepped forward.

"Is it all arranged?" Cai Xiao asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, my subordinates have made arrangements to ensure that nothing goes wrong!" the man said cautiously.

"If there is a business trip at that time, I will ask you!" Cai Xiao warned and said no more.

This competition, to put it bluntly, is a direct collision between the emerging firearms and the traditional spiritual martial arts, which is related to the focus and direction of the future development of the military power of the Wind Country.

But who would have thought that under such a tense event, there would be something even more tense, that is, the intrigue between the emerging ministers and the old ministers of the Wind Country can even be described as life and death.

For Shangguan Xiu and Cai Xiao, winning or losing this competition has become irrelevant. Cai Xiao wants to take this opportunity to blame Shura Tang and put Shangguan Xiu to death, and Shangguan Xiu will also take this opportunity to counter Cai Xiao and uproot the Cai family.

Design and anti-design, speculation and counter-speculation, this is the normal state of open and secret struggle between the ministers of the DPRK and China.

"Your Majesty has arrived—" As the female official's chant came, the ministers present stood up in unison, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said, "Welcome to Your Majesty!"

Surrounded by a group of female officials and palace maids, Tang Ling walked up to the high platform step by step, sat on the dragon chair, she waved her hand slightly, and said, "Everyone, Aiqing is flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" everyone stood up. Under Tang Ling's signal again, everyone sat down.

The two envoys of the Lingwu Academy, Gu Shun and Qiu Tong, both walked up to Shangguan Xiu, bowed down and said, "Your Highness, the students on both sides are almost ready, can the drill start?"

Shangguan Xiu turned her head to look at Tang Ling, who glanced at him and looked at the arena with a smile, she raised her finger and asked, "Who are the students leading the team on both sides?"

"Back to Your Majesty," Gu Shunbi said respectfully: "The student who leads the team here in the academy is named Ma Zhong, and his father is Master Ma Yuanma, the deputy envoy of the Military Affairs Office, and the student who leads the team here in the Military Martial Hall is called Liu Zhao, and his father is ...... It's a cloth coat. ”

"Oh, in this way, the students of the nobles are leading the team on one side, and the students of the commoners are leading the team on the other. ”

"Exactly!"

"Okay, let's let the game begin! I also want to see which of my Gale Lingwu is stronger or weaker than the foreign firearms, and which of my Gale nobles is compared to the commoners' children!" Tang Ling said with a smile.

Gu Shun's face was straight, and he responded: "Yes, Your Majesty!"

He returned to his seat, picked up a small red flag, held it high, and waved it left and right. Seeing the shaking of the flag, some officials from the academy shouted to the students: "The drill is about to start, all get ready!"

Amid the shouts and cheers of the officials, the students on both sides quickly lined up and stood in formation.

On the side of the Lingwu Academy, the students with shields are in the front, the students with swords are in the back, and on the side of the Junwutang, the artillery soldiers are in the front and the firecrackers are in the back. Students on both sides are on standby. The pre-war aura of slaughter spread across the field.

With the sound of three cannon salutes, the military exercises of the two sides officially began.

The first to move forward was the phalanx of students on the side of the Spirit Martial Academy. The students holding the shield in the front row walked in unison, approaching step by step, although the phalanx of only 500 people was not large, but the coordination of the students was excellent, the positions between them were neither dense nor loose, and the whole camp seemed to be a whole piece when it advanced, like a moving carpet.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer, and the students behind the shield soldiers had already picked up their bows and arrows. Of course, these bows and arrows are devoid of arrows, and the arrows are wrapped in a thick white cloth with white ash sticking to them, and when they are shot at people, they will not be fatal, but will only make a cloud of white spots.

In the stands, the ministers watching the battle nodded one after another, full of praise for the phalanx on the side of the Lingwu Academy, this kind of battle phalanx of cold weapons is exactly the same as the phalanx in their cognition, and the standard is like a textbook.

Soon, the distance between the two sides was less than two hundred meters, and at this time, the camp of the Military Martial Hall finally made a move.

A row of students with torches walked up to the cannon and lit the twists on the cannon.

Hissing, with the sound of the burning of the twister, and then a series of loud bangs were heard, and ten guns, nine of which spewed flames, and one of which was dumb for some reason.

This situation often occurs on the battlefield, and the technology of firearms is not very mature until now, and the situation of dumb fire and explosion of the chamber occurs from time to time. Seeing this, many ministers in the stands scoffed and laughed one after another, showing disapproval.

In their view, firearms are just objects after all, and if they are objects, they will inevitably make mistakes, but people will not make mistakes, and when they go to the battlefield, they cannot win a war by relying on these firearms alone, and the most reliable thing is really people.

Because it was an act, of course, the artillery would not really shoot shells, and it was all empty, and as for the casualties of the personnel on both sides, it was determined by the magistrate at the scene.

As a round of artillery bombardment was over, the referee rushed to the arena and took out more than twenty people in the phalanx of students of the Lingwu Academy at once.

Seeing this, the ministers present were all full of puzzlement, Song Sheng's old face sank, pointed to the arena under the stage, and asked, "Master Gu, what does this mean? Why do you want to draw out more than 20 students from the Spirit Martial Academy?"

"Lord Song, this is calculated according to the lethality of the artillery, with the power of the artillery, nine cannons into the phalanx, enough to kill and injure more than 100 people, if the other party is a spiritual cultivator to reduce casualties, at least about 30 people will be killed and wounded, and only more than 20 people will be taken away, which is already considered a few. Seeing that Song Sheng was not convinced and was still going to speak, Gu Shun hurriedly smiled and said: "After the exercise is over, we will naturally demonstrate the power of the artillery to Your Majesty and all the adults, please Lord Song watch the exercise first, don't be impatient!"

"Hmph, if the effect of the cannon is not satisfactory, don't blame the old man for your crime of bullying!"

"The lower officials don't dare!The lower officials don't dare!" Gu Shun bowed again and again.

The drills on the field continued. After a round of shelling, the musketeers in the rear took two steps forward, the students of the first row shot from their stomachs, the students of the second row shot in a half-crouch, and the students of the third row shot upright. Three rows of volleys, the sound of fire guns exploding endlessly, just in an instant, the camp on the side of the students of the Military Martial Hall was already billowing smoke.

Like the artillery, there were no bullets in the guns. As the students in the third row finished firing a shot, the people immediately got up and retreated, and the students in the back row stepped forward to fill their positions, still firing a salvo in three rows. The volley of fire continued continuously, mixed with the roar of artillery.

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