In a daze, the night passed, and when it was close to the third watch, a sergeant sent clear water, two pieces of Hu cake and a bowl of wheat porridge, after washing and eating, Yang Yan went out, and saw Xun Guan wearing a Hu suit, hanging a long sword from his waist, wearing a cyan turban, riding a jujube red horse standing in the center of the school, immediately carrying a bow and arrow and a horse lance.
In that era, the horse lance was definitely the identity standard of the wealthy family, which was not the same as the famous generals with the horse lance in the Sui and Tang dynasties, not only because the cost was expensive and the production method was very cumbersome, but also because it was the gate lord clan in charge of the army at that time, the ordinary scholar bureaucracy, wearing a gorgeous sword is enough to show the identity, only the gate lord clan who led the battle needed cavalry weapons with actual combat.
Therefore, the combination of lance and generals from wealthy families became a sign of status.
That is to say, in theory, a famous general from a common man is not qualified to use a horse lance.
"Yang Jialangjun, the girl invites you to come over."
A servant with a knife called out loudly.
"Driving" Yang Yan turned over and got on the horse, walked to Xun Guan's side, hugged his fists and said, "I've seen a girl." ” "Hmm" Xun Guan nodded slightly, and then looked ahead, Yang Yan knew Xun Guan's style of not talking much, and also looked forward.
At that time, there was no concept of standing in line, and the formation of the soldiers was a little loose, but it could be seen that everyone was physically strong, exuding a fierce atmosphere, according to the standards of the time, it was obviously the elite of the elite, an army of three hundred people, enough to withstand the attack of thousands of people.
There are a hundred vehicles, each car is set with two horses, the soldiers are holding the horses, and the servants and maids with knives are riding horses, plus themselves, Xun Guan and some generals, it happens to be one person and one horse, and when it comes to battle, these three hundred people can turn into a cavalry unit in a short period of time.
In the two Zhao countries in the north, three hundred cavalry may not be nothing, but in Jiangdong, three hundred cavalry is a decisive force, and if used properly, it is not impossible to break the thousands of foot soldiers under the command of the Wu Jun Shi clan.
At the same time, the advantage of transporting baggage with soldiers is that it saves the people from accompanying them, ensures that everyone is a combat elite, and also reduces food consumption, but it is difficult for ordinary armies to follow suit, after all, the price of vehicles and mules and horses is not expensive, and it is not for Xun's wealth, so he can't take out this money at all.
It also involves the issue of military discipline and loyalty, the soldiers have to fight and kill, and they also have to be the people to transport goods, and one person is used by two people, both to give their lives and to contribute, and it is strange not to bomb the camp, which in turn is related to training and treatment, so it is only possible for an elite private army like Xun to do it.
Xun Hu saw that Yang Yan was observing the military formation, and couldn't help asking: "Yang Jialang Jun can master the art of war" Yang Yan said: "I don't dare to do it, I only slightly involved." ” Xun Hu said again: "What do Yang Jialangjun think of my Xun family's elite soldiers?"
Xun Guan and several people nearby looked sideways.
Yang Yan knew that he couldn't open his mouth at this time, so he groaned for a while, and then said: "Soldiers have three potentials, one is momentum, two is terrain, and three is due to potential.
The momentum is coming because of the future, use the soldiers to go to the gods, the battle is expensive and its speed, concise soldiers, affirm the order, know its eyes to the banner, learn its ears to drum gold, reward and punish it with a warning, re-stalk it to raise, dredge the ravines to prevent it, point to the mountains and rivers to guide it, summon the ability to let it be, Shuqi is to teach it, although the enemy has the disease of thunder and lightning, and I also have something to do.
In other words, a soldier will be a nest of bears.
The topography will not be discussed here.
Because of the situation, if the enemy is sluggish, hungry and thirsty, the wind and waves are disturbed, the generals are vertical and horizontal, the front camp is not abandoned, the rear army is half-helped, and there is no way to guess if the enemy is not encountered, so only in terms of momentum, it should be a brave word. “ "Oh" Everyone looked at Yang Yan in surprise.
Yang Yan smiled secretly, his exposition came from Li Weigong's Art of War, written by Li Jing, I had read it and forgotten it for a long time, but I died once, and I remembered it again, Li Jing's Art of War is very practical, or it can be regarded as a training guide for generals, which opened a precedent for the times, and the Art of War written by famous generals such as Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou in later generations cannot get rid of the shadow of Li Jing's Art of War.
However, Xun Guan's eyebrows were slightly twisted.
Yong sounds like a compliment, but what is matched with Yong is often brave and unscrupulous, and the courage of the puppet has become a derogatory meaning, combined with what Yang Yan said so much, and finally the army that he was proud of only came to a conclusion about Yong, which seems to be perfunctory no matter how you look at it.
Xun Hu didn't notice Xun Guan frowning, and praised: "I didn't expect Yang Jialangjun to have such a profound insight into the art of war, especially the new point of view, the reason is straightforward, obviously a lot of work." “ "Hmph" A maid with a knife beside Xun Guan snorted coldly: "I don't know it's just paper."
The expressions of the others were a little weird, Xun Guan didn't reprimand, but snorted secretly in her heart, she also regarded Yang Yan as a paper talker, but she wanted to see how this guy who couldn't even look down on his own elite soldiers responded.
Yang Yan turned around and clenched his fists, and said with a straight face: "This sister is right, Yang has never been on the battlefield, has not been tested in practice, any art of war is just rhetoric, if Yang has any shortcomings, please point out, Yang is grateful" Such a modest attitude made people have nothing to say, but there was still a soft nail in his mouth, and the maid with a knife couldn't argue, but his face turned red and he said, "Who is your sister?"
Xun Hu secretly stretched out his thumb from below, usually these guards have not been less affected by the bird air of the servants with knives, Yang Yan's anus is neither soft nor hard, which makes him feel indescribably comfortable.
"Cunning" Xun Guan said secretly, and then made a gesture.
She found that Yang Yan was not as pure as it seemed on the surface, but very oily.
The maid with the knife shouted, "Open the dial" "No" The audience chanted Xun Guan led Yang Yan and others, as well as fifty horsemen galloped in front, turned over and dismounted, led the horse in front of the way, sandwiched the vehicle in the middle, and the tail of the team was decorated with fifty horsemen, also leading the horse, moving forward in turn, no one spoke, except for the low sound of the horses and the sound of ruts, there was no noise.
The intention of leading the horse is to maintain the good habit of saving horsepower, and if you don't rush away, you generally lead the horse, after all, Jiangdong lacks horses, and it is impossible to match the cavalry of the two Zhao in the north with two horses, and even the Xianbei, Rouran and other tribes are extravagant and can travel with three horses.
This also just shows that Xun Jiajun has a strong sense of fighting and strict discipline, even Yang Yan, who is used to seeing the modern army, can't help but nod, with the training methods of this era, it is indeed impossible to do better, Xun Guan glanced at Yang Yan from the corner of his eye, and a touch of color appeared at the corner of his mouth.
On the day of the third watch, the sky is still dark, the convoy goes out of Xunfu, passes through the city, goes east along the river all the way, passes through the Qixia Mountain of the Setshan Mountain, and will cross the river by boat in the Xianlin University Town of Nanjing today, and strive to reach the Guabu on the opposite bank in the evening, and then camp to rest, and continue to travel north the next day.
This marching speed is very slow in modern times, and the speed at which a normal person walks is five kilometers per hour, and an hour is ten kilometers.
But at that time, it was expected that the evening arrival in Guabu was already very fast.
After all, in that era, the army traveled far away, every one or twenty miles, and the elite soldiers walked about thirty miles, they had to stop and regroup, which was very time-consuming, otherwise the whole army would walk miserably, if it was forcibly required to travel hundreds of miles a day on two legs like the People's Liberation Army, then the only result was not waiting for the enemy to attack, and they had already collapsed.
Gradually, there was a touch of fish belly white on the horizon, the brilliant morning glow rose, and the city of Jiankang also began to be noisy, some people had breakfast, rushed to Yanshi to listen to books, the crowd became more and more, but the left waited for Yang Yan not to come, and the right waited for Yang Yan.
"Eh, Yang Jialangjun is outdated."
"Wait, boy, who doesn't have a bedridden time."
Half an hour flew by.
"Yang Jialangjun shouldn't come today?"
"How can it be that Yang Lang said yes, if it doesn't rain, he will come to the book" "Eh, that's Yuan Xiaolangjun and Xie Xiaolangjun, they are Yang Lang's friends, let's go over and ask
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