Chapter 553

There are many kinds of cavalry, but there is no detailed division of arms in this era, and the arms are very single.

Take chestnuts for example. Most of the cavalry in Northern Xinjiang are light cavalry.

They lack mineral veins. Naturally, the soldier armor is not made of copper and iron, but all woven from special vines.

This is similar to their ancestors, the Qiang witch people.

The rattan armor of the Qiang witch nationality is repeatedly soaked in oil, supplemented by special skills. It has strong toughness and good defense. The key is lightness.

However, looking at the fate of the Qiang witch nationality, hundreds of thousands of cavalry were burned to death by the prime minister Huangfu. The three nationalities in Northern Xinjiang have learned from their ancestors and reformed their rattan armour skills. It seems that they are not afraid of fire now.

The infantry in Northern Xinjiang are similar to cavalry, wearing rattan armor and holding a big knife or spear.

As for the classification of arms and coordinated operations?

Oh, that thing?

Jiang Pengji has fought with the Qingyi army at present. All the opponents are unarmed miscellaneous soldiers with less than five combat effectiveness.

Strange soldiers and infantry in Northern Xinjiang are not comparable to the third rate goods like the Qingyi army. The number of people is enough to scare people.

To deal with such enemies, we should naturally take a serious attitude and let them see the art of war.

Therefore, it is very important to classify the arms.

If a single arm meets a restrained arm, it is simply a nightmare.

Jiang Pengji talked about her own ideas and prepared to divide the army under her hand into different arms for targeted training.

Feng Jin said, "time is too tight. We don't have enough hands. I'm afraid it's very difficult -"

"You have to try no matter how difficult it is, otherwise you can only sit and wait to die."

If Northern Xinjiang sends troops, it must take preparation time. Jiang Pengji can seize the time to train recruits.

In ancient times, many men were recruited into military camps and could be brought to the battlefield after a few days of training, but the combat effectiveness and quality of those soldiers were not good. The recruits recruited by Jiang Pengji had a training period of six months at the shortest, and the training time was concentrated in winter and summer.

Severe weather can temper people's will and body.

As for spring and autumn?

Spring helps spring ploughing, autumn helps autumn harvest, and you can't stop training in your spare time.

After entering Jiang Pengji's military camp, there is a training period all year round, and only one day off in January.

After such training, soldiers can definitely be regarded as elite soldiers, not to mention that most of them have participated in more than one battle. Their combat experience and quality are far better than those young recruits. They can't be compared by ordinary soldiers. They can easily pick five.

Almost the next day, the news of Aina's sudden death spread to the other three counties of Fengyi county.

When Qi Guan asked him to receive the news, it was dark. He was dealing with documents with an oil lamp. He was already sleepy and had a fight. As soon as he heard the news, it seemed that a lightning pierced from his head to the soles of his feet, which scared him to wake up immediately.

Xu Ke's reaction was similar. He left his work and sent a letter to Xiangyang County overnight.

The only calm people are Wei Ci and Yang Si in Cheng'an county.

To be exact, Weici is the only one.

Yang Si asked, "why aren't you in a hurry? The wolves in Northern Xinjiang are ambitious. The troops must be not weak this time. How can Chongzhou's military strength resist their iron hooves? Once the border is broken, Dongqing is afraid to embark on the old road of Nansheng... Your Lord is afraid that it is difficult for master Xiang to guarantee!"

Yang Si doesn't care who will be the emperor of Dongqing, but he can't be an alien in Northern Xinjiang!

Wei CI smiled, "don't worry, don't worry, North Xinjiang should not be able to fight this time. They still have a lawsuit on their head."

Yang Si was surprised and hurriedly asked him, "you grinding fox, just say what you have to say. Half hide half, and you're not afraid of being beaten. Tell me carefully, why can't the northern Xinjiang fight this time? They have coveted Dongqing for a long time. Now the wars in the North are incessant and the wars in the south are incessant. This is a good time for the northern Xinjiang to wave troops to the south. Can you say that the three ethnic groups in the northern Xinjiang have their own civil strife?"

Wei CI shook his head. "Now the king of the imperial court in Northern Xinjiang is very dignified. He is in his prime and has strong means to resist. As early as he became the king, he has unified the forces in Northern Xinjiang. Before his twilight or death, there was no chaos in Northern Xinjiang."

Yang Si was puzzled. There was no civil strife in Northern Xinjiang. Why couldn't he go south?

Wei CI said, "Buddha said, don't say."

Yang Si angrily said, "fart! You're a man for beating."

Make bad friends by mistake!

On this issue, Wei CI has sent a letter to Xiangyang County.

Others did not understand, but he believed that Jiang Pengji would believe him.

The letters of Qi guanrang, Xu Ke and Wei CI were almost sent back and forth. The three messenger soldiers came on horseback overnight.

Jiang Pengji tore the paint and took out the neatly folded stationery.

She first read the letter from Qi guanrang who arrived first, then from Xu Ke, and finally from Wei CI.

Unlike the first two, there were only a few words in Weici's envelope.

It happened that these words made Jiang Pengji stretch her eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were full of joy.

[at the beginning of November of the 20th year of tianwu, horses in Northern Xinjiang were infected with horse plague and died suddenly. Twelve out of ten survived]

She read the letter, took a fire break and burned it to ashes.

"If so, it seems that you have to ask Uncle Gu to get the last gold in Northern Xinjiang. Get it harder!"

Her eyes seemed to flash. She spread out a piece of paper, polished her pen and wrote a letter.

"Come on, call the head of the brick kiln and discuss important matters."

Among the three ethnic armies in Northern Xinjiang, the infantry and cavalry have reached a ratio of one to two. If a large number of war horses get sick and die, it is tantamount to cutting off their right and left arms. In recent years, they don't want to restore their peak combat power, let alone go south, which has won a lot of time for Jiang Pengji's growth.

I thought I didn't have enough time before, but now I'm a little relieved.

However, she didn't completely believe the contents of the letter. She didn't doubt Wei CI. It was just because of the butterfly effect. Who knows whether the horse plague in Northern Xinjiang will happen regularly? Maybe it's lost by the butterfly's wings, maybe time goes back.

Before full confirmation, Jiang Pengji will not take it lightly. She should be prepared.

However, no matter whether Northern Xinjiang has the ability to wave troops to the South or not, the business there will not last long.

Jiang Pengji is going to make the last sum of money and make another millions.

The supervisor of the brick kiln came all night. Jiang Pengji ordered him to open the brick kiln again and burn a large number of exquisite glassware.

Before kengbeijiang, the number of fired glassware was limited and sold slowly, creating the illusion that glass was very valuable.

Almost every nobleman in Northern Xinjiang has a set of glass tea sets as the fashion. Those noblewomen in Northern Xinjiang like to collect glass jewelry and wear a set of super face, which makes them the focus of the banquet. More noblewomen can't buy it with money.

Now Dongqing and Beijiang are going to war. Jiang Pengji plans to make a profit before the relationship breaks down.

Set a small goal and make him a million grand slams first!