Chapter 231: Big Victory, Fainted
"what is this?"
On the high platform, Qiu Luan asked in surprise.
An old general narrowed his eyes and said, "I have been in the army for many years... and I have never seen such a formation."
"It looks quite strange."
"But the troops are dispersed."
"This is exposing one's own shortcomings!"
"This battle must be won!"
Everyone smiled with ease.
Qiu Luan glanced at Yan Song. According to the agreement between the two parties, if they won this battle, Yan Song must do his best to help Qiu Luan get back on his feet.
During the period of dormancy, Qiu Luan also did a lot of things, such as often going to the Five Military Commandery to give lectures to the generals, and he was also not behind in providing porridge and medicine, and accumulated a good reputation.
This is just to build up momentum and build up hopes. The most important thing still lies with Yan Song.
Seeing Yan Song talking to his son Yan Shifan in a relaxed manner, Qiu Luan said softly, "I'm back again."
There is ambition in those eyes!
Ma Fang led his men to form the Mandarin Duck Formation.
Dozens of opponents in front are rushing towards us at an accelerated speed.
Close.
The Mandarin Duck Formation in front held out for twenty breaths under the attack of the opponent and knocked down more than ten people.
These are the elite servants of those military heroes and generals!
More than ten people were unexpectedly defeated by a small flag unit of the Huben Zuowei.
On the high platform, the ambition in Qiu Luan's eyes turned into surprise.
The Jiajing Emperor, who was secretly angry, was also stunned.
This……
Just as the enemy defeated this small flag and prepared to rush in, Ma Fang appeared with his men.
Block in front and stab with spear from behind.
Ma Fang and two of his men went around from the left and hit the opponent.
This is a move beyond the syllabus.
Yan Xu, who was watching the game, cursed: "Mess around, ugh!"
He saw Ma Fang and his men attacking the opponent from the waist.
Cut the opponent in half.
Ma Fang was holding a long sword and no one could defeat him.
Damn it!
Yan Xu's eyes almost popped out, "How could this man be so brave?"
Ma Fang was stabbed in the face, and blood was all over his face. Just when his opponent thought he would retreat, Ma Fang roared and advanced instead of retreating.
With just one blow, a deep cut was made on the opponent's neck.
Although it is a wooden sword, it can still kill people if it hits weak parts.
Ma Fang's face was covered in blood and she looked up suddenly.
glare.
The remaining opponents actually took a step back.
When Emperor Jiajing saw this, he couldn't help but praise him: "What a brave man! Qingzhi."
Jiang Qingzhi was called over.
"Who is this person?" Emperor Jiajing asked, pointing at Ma Fang.
"Your Majesty, this man is called Ma Fang, and he was originally a general in Xuanfu."
"Why didn't Xuanfu keep such a brave general, but instead assigned him to the Huben Zuowei?" someone asked maliciously.
Could it be that you, Jiang Qingzhi, used your majesty's authority to forcibly demand Ma Fang?
Jiang Qingzhi glanced at this person. "At that time, more than ten enemy scouts were challenging the enemy outside the city. The defenders did not dare to fight. Seeing the low morale, Ma Fang was so angry that he lowered himself down the city wall and led his men to kill the enemy..."
"He is indeed a brave general." Emperor Jiajing nodded.
"But when he came back, the garrison commander wanted to kill him for disobeying orders."
Emperor Jiajing was startled, then furious, "Who is that guard? I must execute him!"
"The garrison commander later rebelled and was killed by me." Jiang Qingzhi answered calmly.
But the people around were silent.
Emperor Jiajing was still furious. "No wonder I heard that all the guards have become watchdogs, and the nine frontiers have become dogs guarding the house. Yes, brave men are suppressed, while incompetent people are promoted!"
Everyone was filled with awe.
And below, Ma Fang and his men actually defeated the opponent composed of elite servants.
He raised the wooden sword, his red face showing a hint of fanaticism, and looked towards the platform.
At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi raised his hand without thinking.
make a fist!
Ma Fang's eyes were bloodshot and blood was boiling in his chest.
According to the Ming History, he fought hundreds of battles, received dozens of wounds, and always won victories with a small force against a large one. He captured dozens of ministers and killed countless people. His prestige shook the borders and he was the best general of the time.
People at that time exclaimed: No one is braver than Ma Fang!
This is my disciple!
Jiang Qingzhi felt proud.
And Ma Fang will continue to grow under his leadership and become far more outstanding than in history.
Ma Fang clenched his wooden sword and roared, "Follow me, sharp arrow formation!"
He was acutely aware of his opponent's declining morale.
The Mandarin Duck Formation is a powerful weapon when used in melee combat, but it is not suitable for charging.
When charging, the most suitable formation is the sharp arrow formation!
"kill!"
The arrows kept advancing, and no one in front was a match for Ma Fang.
He was repeatedly stabbed with swords or wooden spears, but he never retreated.
With him as the spearhead, the soldiers of Huben Zuowei followed up and killed him.
"Commander!" The opponent panicked.
Under the gaze of the generals, Qin Yuan shouted: "Attack everyone, counterattack, counterattack!"
The last dozen or so men attacked.
The only ones left were Qin Yuan and a few generals.
He glanced at the platform.
Qiu Luan's expression changed drastically at this moment, "How could this be?"
"There's something wrong with this strange formation..." A veteran frowned, "Some people are blocking and disturbing the enemy, some are taking advantage of the situation to kill, and some are waiting for an opportunity to strike from the side. This is... this is a wonderful formation!"
"Jiang Qingzhi!" Qiu Luan turned around and saw Jiang Qingzhi holding a medicinal cigarette and looking at him.
He extended his right hand and gave a thumbs-up.
Then, slowly turn your right hand over.
Thumbs down.
This is a humiliation to Qiu Luan!
"Fight back!" Qiu Luan's face flushed.
He could not accept the fate of failing again.
"Qin Yuan, what are you waiting for, you bastard?" Qiu Luan cursed, "Why doesn't he come up?"
At critical moments, military generals must personally go to the front line to fight.
But Qin Yuan just stood there.
When he went out in the morning, his wife, the princess from the royal family, said reservedly: "Dad said that if we win this battle, we must go and thank those relatives later..." But the vanguard of the palace army was trained by me with great effort, and even the help of Qiu Luan and others was just an advance reward for victory.
What is your relationship with your relatives?
At that moment, Qin Yuan gritted his teeth and wished he could slam the door and leave.
But it finally turned into a gentle smile, "Okay."
He needed this great victory to improve his status in the military.
Defeating Huben Zuowei would mean defeating Jiang Qingzhi. Those scholars and officials would praise him highly and provide him with various resources in order to slap Jiang Qingzhi in the face.
He will rise rapidly.
A general in a high position of power cannot be controlled by a royal family, let alone be looked down upon by a royal family woman!
I want to turn over!
Qin Yuan swore to himself at that moment.
But what happened before his eyes left him dumbfounded, and his heart felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over it.
Qin Yuan roared, "Why?"
"Commander, what should we do?" someone asked anxiously.
On the high platform, Zhu Bingchen cursed: "Mud can't be helped to the wall!"
"Qin Yuan is on." someone shouted.
Zhu Bingchen looked over and saw Qin Yuan rushing towards his opponent with a knife.
But soon, he ran into Ma Fang.
Both sides come and go.
"If we defeat him, our morale will be boosted!" Qiu Luan and others stared at the two men intently.
Ma Fang looked so miserable, covered in blood, but after a few exchanges, he managed to split Qin Yuan's wooden sword in half, then suddenly jumped up and hit Qin Yuan's chest heavily with his knee.
Qin Yuan fell down.
This is a sign of being beheaded.
Ma Fang stepped on Qin Yuan’s chest, raised the knife and shouted.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Victory!"
The commander was "beheaded", and the morale of the government army's vanguard, which had been inspired by the bounty, was completely gone.
Then they were defeated.
Just like herding sheep, running everywhere.
"What a crushing defeat!" someone sighed.
But the men of Huben Zuowei were so bloodthirsty that they pursued them relentlessly.
"Stop!"
The person in charge of the Ministry of War reached out to stop him, but was knocked away.
"Minister Wang," someone shouted, "This is against the rules."
Wang Yiqi scratched his ears and said, "I am old. Damn, my ears are not working well. What did you say?"
"I said, the vanguard of the government army has been defeated!"
"Failed?"
"Failed!"
"Ming Jin!"
Dangdang Dangdang!
Military orders are like mountains.
The entire Huben Zuowei army stopped.
This scene of strict enforcement of orders left a deep impression on everyone.
Emperor Jiajing sat there, looking calm as usual, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Especially when Jiang Qingzhi came over, he squinted his eyes, looking very comfortable.
Everyone knows it.
The Taoist priest must be very pleased!
"Your Majesty, I have fulfilled your mission!" Jiang Qingzhi said.
He won this battle.
As a result, no one can question the necessity of purging the Beijing Guards and who will take the lead.
"How will the Beijing Guards train after the purge? What do you think?"
Emperor Jiajing asked.
Everyone was silent.
Zhu Xizhong coughed dryly. "Your Majesty, after this battle, is there anyone who still doesn't understand?"
He pointed at Jiang Qingzhi and said, "The Tiger Guards Left Guards trained by Lord Changwei defeated the cheating vanguards of the imperial army in one battle. The Beijing Guards should naturally be trained according to Lord Changwei's method."
A military hero looked pale, "If this is the case, within ten years, we, the generals, will no longer have any place to use our skills."
The methods of training and fighting have changed, and are controlled by the enemy. From then on, the generals who continue to emerge in the army are naturally the imperial party.
"There is still room for this matter..." A military hero whispered, "Jiang Qingzhi has become so powerful because of this. Isn't this a taboo?"
"Idiot! He has enemies all over the world." Wu Xun cursed: "How dare such a person rebel?"
At this time, the Huben Zuowei had completed its assembly.
Kneel down on one knee under Yan Xu's leadership.
"I swear to be loyal to His Majesty until death! Long live His Majesty! Long live His Majesty! Long, long live His Majesty!"
The Wu Xun who raised the question was stunned, "This..."
Yan Xu came on stage. Qin Yuan was still lying there, not knowing whether he was really unconscious or too embarrassed to face people.
"Why are the soldiers shouting?" asked Emperor Jiajing.
Yan Xu said: "Chang Wei Bo said that the army must have a soul. Loyalty to the emperor and defending the country are the souls of our Ming soldiers. Therefore, after daily training, we must shout "Long live the emperor."
Emperor Jiajing glanced at Rui Jingxian, who nodded to indicate that he was right.
Long Yan, this time he was very... very happy.
The Taoist priest glanced at Jiang Qingzhi, his eyes full of kindness.
"Where is Ma Fang?"
Ma Fang came up, and her bloody appearance frightened Zhu Shou'an, who quickly hid behind her two brothers.
But he couldn't help but stick his head out and take a peek at this person.
"I have met His Majesty!"
"Does such a brave warrior understand the art of war?" Everyone could hear the meaning of cultivation from Emperor Jiajing's words.
Ma Fang said, "I am studying the art of war."
"Oh!" Emperor Jiajing asked, "Who is the teacher?"
Ma Fang looked at Jiang Qingzhi, "My mentor is Chang Wei Bo."
It turned out to be Jiang Qingzhi’s disciple!
Several people stared at Ma Fang with burning eyes, thinking of using marriage and other means to make this person their own military hero, but they suddenly felt disappointed.
Pfft!
Some people fell headfirst.
"Marquis Xianzhang fainted."
Emperor Jiajing frowned, "It's dark and windy, why did you get dizzy?"
Such a weak body is even worse than that of Qingzhi.
At this moment, the Taoist priest looked at his cousin with great favor.
Someone said, "Your Majesty, Marquis Xianzhang and Lord Changwei are making a bet on this martial arts performance."
Emperor Jiajing asked, "How much did you bet?"
In his opinion, it was just a few thousand strings of cash.
"Fifty thousand strings of cash!"
(End of this chapter)
