"Baoding Hou, Xinghe Bo's family hasn't made a move yet!"

Someone shouted. Meng Ying said with a straight face, "if you don't do it, your majesty has his own judgment."

Xu Jingchang said with a smile, "Dehua is trying to hide his clumsiness?"

When the emperor was away, everyone finally relaxed.

Fang Xing said, "hide a fart! Potatoes are firearms. It's hard for your majesty to practice."

Sure enough, the potatoes raised their hands below.

Someone sent a musket, potatoes on the horse, then loaded the ammunition skillfully and moved forward slowly.

This is not a galloping shot. According to Fang Xing, if you shoot on a galloping horse, what you can hit is shit luck.

So when the potato drove the horse to about 50 steps from the target, it stopped.

A horse can't stop completely. It's moving constantly, slightly.

The potato began to aim in this slightly vibrating environment.

"Bang!"

The sound of the gun sounded and the smoke dispersed slightly.

The potato began to reload and aim again.

"Bang!"

"When he fired a shot, others fired at least three or four arrows."

After the potato shot three times, he looked at the target and said, "one red heart, two biases."

The result was far worse than that of a good archer. Tudou came back calmly, and there were intermittent boos in the school field.

Is this the means and ability of xinghebo in the future?

Those people are laughing at themselves, thinking that Tudou is incompetent to get on the horse and has no ability to get off the horse. Will he hang out in the capital with the title of a little uncle in the future?

"Array!"

At this time, there was a sharp drink on the right. Everyone looked at it one after another and found that when they didn't know, those students were all armored and had more guns in their hands.

The target is densely distributed in front and the array moves forward.

"Volley!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Three rounds of volley, the target in front is beyond recognition.

Meng Ying shook the flag and the array began to withdraw.

"Marksman is great!"

Fang Xing walked to the front and said like a sermon, "but how long does it take to train a reliable Archer?"

Everyone who practices archery knows this problem, so someone is thinking about it.

Fang Xing continued: "the Musketeers only need one month. In case of emergency, it will take ten and a half days. In contrast, do you think they can shoot faster, powerful bows and arrows, or powerful muskets? What's more, how many arrows can an archer shoot continuously? But the muskets are different. They only need to load bullets without consuming physical strength."

Xu Jingchang listened to Fang Xing's words and suddenly had a guess.

Is the so-called review really just a passing ceremony?

The Emperor just wanted to tell you that in the future, the army of the Ming Dynasty will be dominated by firearms, supplemented by some long spearmen and cavalry.

If so, one of the purposes of today is to tell these honourable relatives that you are out of date.

Some smart people thought of this, and then the sense of crisis immediately filled their hearts.

Those who used to make fun of the difficulty of martial arts practice now wish they were one of those students.

But from the beginning to the present, except for a few, Xun Qi's children have not been recruited at all.

Xun Qi is going to be abandoned!

The sense of crisis is like a whip waving behind us, which makes the honourable relatives present blush.

"Servants! Do the servants of each family have anything to do?"

Meng Ying's voice was a little hoarse. After shouting, someone below was probably desperate for his own future, so he shouted, "there's Xin Laoqi! Do you want to be a target for him?"

"And that knife, a flying knife, who can guard against it?"

Gu Xiang couldn't help looking at the servants standing next to Tudou and Ping'an, and he was envious.

Xiaodao's throwing knife is very famous in the capital, so as long as you recognize him and see him appear, you can't help nodding slightly. But this is not polite, but subconsciously trying to block the throat with your chin.

Since the rainy night in Shandong, those people secretly called Xin Laoqi to kill God, which complemented Fang Xing's demon God.

After a while of complaining, Meng Ying didn't think it was serious, so she said, "if you don't want to do it, don't blame your majesty for not giving you a chance. Let's go!"

After a burst of noise, everyone didn't disperse and got together in twos and threes.

"They are afraid to catch up with your majesty. They will have to be smoked when they go home, and it doesn't count if they don't come to bed in a month or two."

When Xu Xianzhong came, Xu Jingchang put on the posture of being a father and asked him to make a detour home. He said that he invited Fang to wake up for dinner at noon.

Before Fang Xing refused, Gu Xiang said with a smile that he would treat him at noon.

"Is there any good food?"

We are all dignitaries. There is no shortage of money for dinner. What we care about is who we eat with.

Gu Xiang smiled, "it's an unknown family. It looks like a folk house outside... Inside..."

Special!

Fang woke up with a dark scold and said, "young, be careful to hurt the kidney water."

Gu Xiang hurriedly said, "my uncle misunderstood. There are all entertainers there."

Seeing that he pretended to be shy, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh that the sons of dignitaries were human spirits. Then he compared his two sons with him and felt that he didn't suffer a loss. Then he said frankly, "but do you sell yourself?"

Gu Xiang looked at Fang Xing in surprise. "My uncle... Even knows this?"

"Get out!"

When Fang woke up and saw that Tudou and Ping'an came back from the thatched cottage, he drank and scolded, "they don't learn well. When you come back from Zhenyuan, you have to break your leg."

When Gu Xiang saw Tudou, he remembered the story of Qin Lou.

He just wanted to apologize to Fang Xing, but Fang Xing strode past his side.

"Xin Laoqi, dare to fight a family! Life or death!"

Just ahead, a tall man stood there shouting.

The big man has a big body and a height of at least 1.9 meters.

In the cold weather, the big man was still shirtless, and his thick arm reminded people of the cruel words of the green people: you can run a horse on your arm.

No one asked who he was. Fang Xing looked strange and worried.

"It's Ma Detian!"

The knife quietly squeezed over and said, "master, Ma Detian is the servant Chen Zhongcai will recruit. It is said that he is only employed, regarded as a sacrifice, and the treatment is excellent."

"What is he good at?"

The servants came out to practice martial arts, which was just Zhu Zhanji's evil taste.

"Wrestling."

Xiaodao said with some worry: "Ma De's heavenly power is infinite. He used to take more than a dozen men to escort valuable things and family members for luxury businessmen and dignitaries in Beijing. The thieves along the way were terrified!"

Xin Laoqi had come out. He walked three steps in front of Ma Detian, and then remained silent.

"Kill him!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd. As soon as Meng Ying wanted to warn, someone said, "Hou Baoding, what's the constitution of the competition? Is it a fake trick or something?"

Meng Ying turned around expressionless and looked at Fang to wake up.

Fang Xing smiled and didn't speak.

So there was a moment of silence on the school field.

A strange silence.

Everyone was watching Fang Xing. Ma Detian didn't dare to do it before Fang Xing nodded.

Fang woke up and saw the girl standing on the shaft outside. She was waving her small fist and shouting red all over her face.

How much like the college sports meeting!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "I never worry that Lao Qi will lose!"

He turned slowly and saw that the two had begun to build up momentum, so he nodded to Chen Zhong. Then he said genially, "old seven, kill him!"