Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

When the final data came out, Fang Xing took a look, then handed it to Zhang Fu, and said, "I was rushed in."

Chen Mao asked, "Can you stop it?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "Without follow-up supplements, it can't be stopped."

Wang Tong was very interested in this data method to determine the outcome. Hearing this, he asked: "Xing He Bo, what support do you want?"

Fang Xing saw He Lian and Gao Yanbai coming up, and did not expect to leave room for them, so he said: "The firearm array was also intruded by the enemy during the Northern Expedition. After the enemy’s follow-up, I led a surprise attack and drove the enemy out. The Wuxue Thousand Households Institute provided timely reinforcements, and this blocked the opening. Otherwise..."

Everyone was there at the time, but they were on the two wings and the Chinese army, not immersive. But still felt the tragedy from Fang Xing's description.

"The firearms guard was breached by the cavalry. It was almost a massacre."

Fang Xing did not accuse He Lian and Gao Yanbai, but only said the result after the failure.

He Lian said sincerely: "Uncle, how can I train a good soldier as soon as possible?"

The people here are all veteran generals, but the knowledge of the training of the firearms army is far away.

"Practical combat, or an atmosphere that is close to actual combat, such as the rushing battle just now."

Fang Xing feels that the biggest problem with the current training is that it is not close to actual combat, so no matter how good the training is, it is also a decoration.

He said to Zhang Fu and the others: "It's useless to show off, you should all know that no matter how great a warrior, as long as he has not been on the battlefield, even if he can beat one hundred against one hundred, he can survive the first fight. The chance is a hundred times less than the old man."

Everyone knows this truth, and Zhang Fu immediately woke up and said, "You mean they are only training?"

Fang Xing nodded, "Yes, but they can't be a forward, and they won't necessarily have the opportunity to exercise with a small group of enemy forces before the war, so they must practice close to actual combat now."

Meng Ying pondered for a moment, and said, "There are many veterans in the army, but they will eventually retreat in batches. After they retreat, how can the strength of the Ming army be guaranteed?"

Zhang Fu said: "We can only let the old man take care of him for a few years."

Veterans bring recruits, this is a common method throughout the ages.

Wang Tong said: "It can be practiced for ten years, it is better to see blood once on the battlefield."

Fang Xing approvingly said: "This is the truth. No matter how good a soldier is, he won't be a good soldier if he doesn't see blood."

"Practice it."

Fang Xing and others left, and continued to inspect the army in other places.

"Practice!"

He Lian yelled, but tragically found that Zhu Mian and Xue Xu had gone with imaginary enemies.

"How do we practice?"

He was dumbfounded, but Gao Yanbai didn't recruit either!

"Hurry up and ask for help!"

Everything is close to actual combat!

The latest training standards have come out, so all around are jumping around, looking for imaginary enemies.

In the end, the Dudu Mansion and the Ministry of War came forward and, in accordance with the style of the coalition forces, matched their imaginary enemy partners to the various guards.

Knife sharpening everywhere, the fighting spirit is boiling.

Fang Xing hasn't been home in the past few days, and his family has long been accustomed to him going on the expedition.

There is a wave of martial arts brewing recently.

"We want to join!"

A group of students were discussing the west expedition during the break.

"We formed a thousand households in the martial arts school last time in the Northern Expedition, and we were able to turn the tide at the critical moment. Why didn't we have this time?"

"Now that there are more firearms guards, don't you need us?"

"Bullshit! It is said that the best practice is to see blood, but how many people have seen blood in martial arts?"

"Has the eldest son of Uncle Xinghe ever seen blood?"

The students were very passionate, but some people brought potatoes in.

Tudou and a few close classmates were talking on the side, and the topic was whether they could follow the West Expedition.

Hearing this, someone said: "It's OK to go as a general, as a student, there is no credit for going there. Most of them don't go."

Everyone looked at the potatoes on the side.

Tudou's friends scolded: "What do you mean by taking Shanghanghan when you say yours?"

The atmosphere is a bit tense.

Fights in martial arts happen almost every day, even Tudou has encountered more than ten times, but the victory is more than the defeat, so that others can't say that he is a dude, this has stopped a little.

The two gangs began to prepare.

Tudou packed his body, and then rushed over first.

"beat!"

Potato knocked one down and was kicked over. He got up and hugged the other person, resorted to the methods Xin Laoqi taught him, and fell down his opponent easily.

After the fight ended, two sergeants stood beside them, looking at them coldly, "Get up."

In martial arts, there are a group of energetic men, and even the disciplines are sergeants.

The big guy was rushed to the school grounds to stop, and he couldn't go in for class later.

The sun is a bit big, and two sergeants are watching them by the side. If anyone moves around, add more.

Tudou stood upright and firmer than anyone else, his clothes soaked with sweat, but he still didn't move.

After class is over again, their punishment is over.

A group of people hit and hit, and now they are talking again.

Before arriving in the classroom, a student shouted: "Fang Han, are you going to the West Expedition?"

Tudou stopped, then looked at the classmates on the left and right, and slightly raised his head and said: "Wu learns to go, I must go! If Wu learns, I will also ask my father to take it with him."

Tudou's face is full of sweat and his body is half wet, but he speaks seriously, and here is martial arts, if he tells lies, he will never have a foothold in the army in the future.

Tudou turned around after speaking, but the direction was the duty room of the professor and the instructor.

The young man's back is firm and his steps are calm.

The sun was shining on his back, and the students couldn't help squinting their eyes slightly.

"good!"

A student finally couldn't help but yelled hello.

"What a Fanghan!"

The students who couldn't be used to Fang Han in the past all showed admiration, and then the professor came and drove them into the classroom with a stern face.

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Fang Xing spent this period of time in the Dudu's Mansion~www.NovelMTL.com~ and coordinated various matters with the generals.

Fang Xing was taken aback when he heard the potatoes coming.

Meng Ying smiled and said, "Xing He Bo, your family Fang Han wants to go to the expedition."

Fang Xing felt that it was the same. When he was about to get up and go out, Zhang Fu said, "Go and call that kid in, so that everyone can see the courage of the younger Wu Xun."

Fang Xing pointed to Zhang Fu, and then sat down again.

The Wuxuns in the room waited with a smile. Someone brought tea and snacks, and took a break by the way.

When Tudou was brought in, he was not afraid to see these Wuxuns.

"I have seen you all!"

He bowed and saluted, Fang Xing frowned and said, "Why did you run out?"

Tudou stood up straight and said without squinting, "Father, I want to invite Ying to go to the west."

After speaking, he held his head up, the youth's blood was boiling, but the purple on the corner of his mouth looked a little funny.

Everyone has been young!

The Wuxuns were smiling at each other, and then Zhang Fu sighed: "It's great to be young! If the old man is ten years younger, he wants to hold his head up!"

As people get older, they gradually learn to tolerate, so they also learn to bow their heads.

Meng Ying was also a little sad, but immediately cheered up and joked: "Do you want to withdraw from martial arts?"

Tudou said: "If the martial arts school once again forms the Thousand Households Institute, the students are willing to be one of them and fight for the Ming Dynasty! If not, the students hope to follow His Majesty in the West Expedition."

The young man's voice is sonorous and powerful, his eyes are firm, and his posture is upright, which makes all the old guys enviable.

"Dehua, you have a good son!"

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