I am not Song Qinzong

After a while, the two were bound firmly.

"I used to be Taiwei Gao's personal servant. You are the prince, so you can't touch me." Wang Wuyou yelled to himself.

Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Who will cut off two heads with this king?"

All the troops fell silent, and after a while, Chen Zhenpeng and Bingchen stood up at the same time, saying: "The general is willing to hold the sword."

Zhan Tianshen abolished the eunuch Gundam, and had already received the nomination certificate. At this time, the two of them also had to vote for the nomination certificate as the capital of their cronies.

Here, Zhan Tianshen whispered: "Xiang Ri's official family wanted to raise Gao Qi, so they sent them to the northwest for training. At that time, they took care of Liu Zhongwu and sent many elite soldiers as guards.

Gao Qiu returned to Beijing after being successful, and most of the guards followed him into Beijing as confidantes, and this is the origin of these two people. "

Zhao Huan nodded noncommittally.

Sending his confidants into the East Palace may be to monitor Chujun's movements.

Whether Gao Qiu made the decision without authorization or Zhao Ji signaled it, it is not known for the time being.

In fact, there is no need to think too much, just kill it.

Over there, Chen Zhenpeng, Bingchen and Chen drew their knives in their hands.

"If you offend the crown prince, you will never fail. There is no pardon for the crime!"

Before the words fell, the two swung their knives at the same time.

Plop, two bloody heads rolled to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

Originally, he wanted to beat him up and drive him out, but he wanted to die by himself, and how could he blame the prince for being cruel?

The fishy smell was pungent, and his heart was twitching. Zhao Huan said in a deep voice without showing any abnormality: "Yu Ren, this king's name card is to visit Su Yuanjing, and ask him to transfer the king's personal guards to the bodyguard department."

The transfer of military status, Gao Qiu must be in the way, but Su Yuanjing is a big brother on an equal footing with him, so this small matter can be handled properly.

Without the bondage of military status, Gao Qiu has nothing to do with these personal guards.

After the arrangements were made, Zhao Huan said again: "You will not fail my king, and this king will not fail you. However, under my command, the first priority is military discipline. Anyone who violates military discipline will be punished severely.

If you feel that you can't bear it, come out now, and this king will let you go. "

"Willing to die for His Highness!" All the soldiers bowed together.

Thirteen Arms gradually abolished

"forward~"

step~step~step~

Step by step, slowly move forward to ensure that the formation is not chaotic.

Although there are only 47 people, the momentum is not weak.

"The spears and giant shields in the front row are to defend against the cavalry attack, the sabers and axes in the middle are to defend against the enemy's infantry approaching, and the crossbowmen in the rear are the main force for killing.

On the battlefield, strong bows and crossbows line up in front of the formation, shoot for a while, and continue to shoot arrows when the enemy is close to retreating from the formation.

Dangxiang savages often harass them. If they come on a small scale, they can generally be shot from a long distance. "

"What's the use of walking around with light bows on both sides?" Zhao Huan asked.

He didn't come here as a military posture, but first looked at the Song Army's tactics at this time.

Quite bad.

Heavy armor and giant shields, long spears and swords, strong bows and crossbows form a formation in order.

The 47 people did not move as neatly as one person in the later generations, but there was no chaos in the process of marching.

This is elite.

It was also thanks to the excellent infantry that the Song Dynasty was able to contend with Liao for more than a hundred years without losing its land.

"Our country lacks horses, but there are still some cavalry troops. The light archers on both sides are actually horse archers. They are responsible for covering the sides and preventing the enemy cavalry from attacking the flanks."

Listening to Chen Zhenpeng's explanation, Zhao Huan nodded repeatedly.

The military is the priority, but the prince doesn't know much, he can only understand from the basics.

"There are all of them, Luoshield."

Zhan Tianshen gave an order, and the soldiers in the front row dropped their shields with a bang.

The ten shields are nothing more than the ground shaking, which shows that the soldiers have not been stingy with their strength, and the weight of the shields can also be seen.

"Small-scale martial arts, it's okay to shout and order. The two armies are fighting, and the voices are not far away. Most of the orders are sent by flags, and there are voice soldiers to convey..."

After watching for half an hour, the sun was already quite scorching, Zhao Huan said: "Wearing armor for running in the morning and practicing the army formation, now rest for a while, put on short shirts, and practice martial arts separately."

"Thank you, Prince, for your kindness."

Everyone responded, flocked to the arbor, and poured light salt water.

Walking into the shade, Zhao Huan asked again: "What martial arts are there in the army that I can practice?"

"We joined the army and fought to the death with a handful of strength. We only learned basic equipment and fists. If the crown prince practiced it, it would be Taizu Changquan." Chen Zhenpeng replied.

Taizu Changquan, Zhao Kuangyin's famous boxing method, is actually something that all forbidden soldiers must practice.

Although Zhao Huan is a descendant of Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Kuangyin's status is unquestionable, and it is appropriate to learn Taizu Changquan.

"That's it, and teach me to practice." Zhao Huan said.

Of course Chen Yupeng would not refuse to be able to teach the prince.

Making gestures, Chen Zhenpeng said: "Hold your waist and upper body and put your palms forward, make fists with both hands, grab your waist and put your eyes straight ahead, ready to go."

Xu Shi's level was limited, so Chen Zhenpeng fought straight away.

"You..." Zhao Huan pondered.

Even if he doesn't know how to punch, he can tell that Chen Zhenpeng's level is not very good.

"It's good to teach Chu Jun to know that I really can't do fists and kicks." After a pause, Chen Yupeng said again: "On the battlefield, there are a bunch of spears stabbing and a row of knives. In fact, there is no room for fists and kicks, so I didn't pay attention. .”

"Chu Jun." Bingchen came over and said, "If you practice boxing and kicking, I know a good teacher."