Hard to be a good wife

After Tang Yue and Wang Zizhao reached an agreement, he felt a lot more relaxed. He spent all day studying the structure of syringes and centrifuges in the carriage, and occasionally he could get some new things for Wang Zizhao when his head short-circuited.

On this day, Wang Zizhao was obsessed with the sketch map of the heavy armor that Tang Yue drew for him, and he didn't even notice that the sky was getting dark.

There were only the two of them in the carriage, and since they talked more and more deeply, Wang Zizhao didn't keep anyone by his side to serve him.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, Wang Zizhao frowned and asked, "Tang Yue, you said that it is really feasible to equip these heavy armors on horses?"

Tang Yue bit the stupid pole and crumpled the messy white cloth. There were already a pile of waste drawings scattered at his feet. He is not a person who learns this. It is too difficult for him to draw the schematic diagram of the centrifuge up.

He sat up straight and squeezed his sore shoulders, "Cavalry can be divided into light cavalry and heavy cavalry. Light cavalry is flexible in dispatching and can be withdrawn at any time. Heavy cavalry focuses on powerful damage. Whether it is offensive or defensive Advantage over light cavalry."

"Heavy armor increases the endurance of the horses, making them less maneuverable. The requirements for the quality of horses and people are extremely high. It is really difficult to equip such a team."

"My king once envisioned building an invincible army, but neither the weapons nor the soldiers could meet my requirements." Wang Zizhao touched the simple pattern on the blueprint and turned it into reality in his mind, with the corner of his mouth Show a smile.

If it really succeeds, the army armed in this way will definitely be invincible!

Tang Yue recalled the movies he had seen before, the soldiers and horses neatly wrapped in heavy armor were as powerful as a bamboo, and the shocking feeling was unforgettable for those who saw it for a long time.

If the pictures on the screen can be made to jump out of that frame and become a reality, it will definitely be the most shocking picture I have ever seen in my two lifetimes.

After he was free of worries, Tang Yue didn't have much psychological burden on opening golden fingers anymore. No matter how his times would develop, he could live happily in just a few decades.

"Strong soldiers are easy to cultivate, but strong horses are not easy to cultivate. The horses of the Southern Jin Dynasty lost to the North Vietnam in blood. If we can introduce excellent stallions from the North Vietnam, it will only take a few years, and we can definitely build a thousand-man army. heavy cavalry!"

Wang Zizhao knocked on the car window with his fingers, the team had already stopped, the people in the car did not move, and the people outside the car had to accompany them.

Zhao Sanlang was teasing Ping Shun, turning him around, making a suppressed and strange laugh from time to time.

Hu Jinpeng glanced at them sideways, and sighed helplessly. With the performance of these two along the way, it might be difficult to kill the enemy. Yecheng has been a joke for three years.

He rode his horse and stopped five steps away from the carriage, and asked, "Your Highness, can you set up a camp to bury the stove?"

There was silence in the carriage for a while, and Wang Zizhao's slightly hoarse voice came: "Good."

Wang Zizhao's voice had already started to change, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse. Tang Yue secretly laughed at him while prescribing some recipes for his body.

Teenage puberty is especially important. Tang Yue's body has already missed the best time for recuperation, so it has been relatively thin, and Wang Zizhao has this condition, so Tang Yue will try his best to do what he can.

He once thought that when he finds the lover who will spend his whole life with him, he will adopt a boy together and take care of him growing up. He even made a detailed form for what to pay attention to at each stage.

It's a pity that this beautiful wish had just begun to show signs of being teased by God, and he came to this completely strange world.

I don't know if he can realize his dream in this world. Such a life is beautiful to think about, but it is so out of reach.

When Tang Yue got out of the car, he saw Ping Shun running towards him from a distance, and Wang Zizhao behind him stopped abruptly, looking hesitant.

"You brought him to the battlefield because you wanted to hone him into a talent?" Wang Zizhao asked Ping Shun, who had lost a lot of weight.

"It's not that high of a request, I just hope he can change his way of life and stop living like a pig."

It is absolutely no exaggeration to describe the life of Duke Heng's sons with a life like a pig, but what surprised Tang Yue was that Ping Shun lived such a promiscuous life without any bastards being born.

This made Tang Yue heave a sigh of relief and at the same time worried about his body.

"My lord, have you been bullied by Zhao Sanlang again?" Tang Yue asked loudly on purpose.

Everyone laughed, Ping Shun blushed, glared at him, turned and ran away.

Tang Yue shouted at his back: "Why don't you try to resist? You are taller and heavier than him, and one fist is against his two fists. What are you afraid of?"

"Hey, Tang Xiaolang! Tang Yue!... What do you mean? Are you turning your elbows in?" Zhao Sanlang asked angrily with his hips on his hips.

"Elbows are turned inward. Why are you angry, Saburo? Why don't you fight with Shi Ziye, and whoever loses will call him brother."

"I'm older than him!" Zhao Sanlang refused.

"You have the guts to bully him every day, so what if you are older than him?" Tang Yue didn't want to care about it at first, but Zhao Sanlang didn't mean anything malicious, it was completely boring, and teased Ping Shun as a fat monkey.

In this team, only the two of them are evenly matched, have similar backgrounds, and can compete with each other. Hu Jinpeng's class is more than a step higher than them, and he is not willing to talk to them at all.

And Zhao Sanlang's concubine brother always looked at them with contempt, as if he didn't know this brother at all.

Tang Yue carefully observed the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion along the way, and found that he was capable, but too arrogant, narrow-minded, and pushy, he was the type of person he disliked the most.

Tang Yue especially wanted to abuse a person when he disliked him, and the best way to abuse him was to crush him with Zhao Sanlang.

But how can Zhao Sanlang be able to overwhelm him regardless of his status or ability?This made Zhao Sanlang have to be included in the training list.

Zhao Sanlang glanced at Ping Shun who had come back again, Lu rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "Hit me, I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Ping Shun flinched, then rushed forward under Tang Yue's encouraging eyes.

The two quickly wrestled into a ball, Zhao Sanlang had learned some boxing skills, and every move still looked good.

However, when he met Shi Ziye who made moves completely out of common sense, his moves were completely messed up after a few moves.

Shi Ziye leaned back and wanted to overwhelm the opponent with his own tonnage. Zhao Sanlang saw his intention and kicked him on the buttocks. Unfortunately, he didn't kick him away and fell to the ground with his own reaction.

The onlookers originally just watched the fun in silence, but when the atmosphere gradually rose, they couldn't help but start booing.

While shouting: "Quickly push up... Shizi, hurry up..."

The other side shouted: "My lord, get up quickly...Pick peaches with monkeys..."

Seeing the intense atmosphere, Tang Yue couldn't help roaring a few times, while Wang Zizhao stood by and watched them making trouble.

"Such absurd things have never happened in this king's army!"

Tang Yue paused for a moment, then chuckled, "There must be discipline in the army, but friendship must also be cultivated. Unity is the best way for an army to win."

"Friendship?" Wang Zizhao said to himself, "Shouldn't soldiers be serious and rigorous?"

Tang Yue didn't hear his whispers, so he dug out a small drum from the luggage team, and sang while beating: "Is it called Wuyi? Comrades with Zi. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear. We have the same hatred with Zi!"

Qi said without clothes?Tongze with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Work with the son!

Do you say no clothes?Wear the same clothes as your son.Wang Yuxing division, repair my armor soldiers.Walk with you! ..." [Note] The crowd fell silent, and even the two sons who were twisting into a twist also looked up at Tang Yue at the same time.

That sound did not transmit the passionate drumbeat to everyone's eardrums, as if a hand was beating on the heart, making people inexplicably think of the battlefield experience of those near-death experiences.

The unstoppable humming echoed over the grass, and each note formed a poem that made people feel depressed.

They recalled their comrades-in-arms in the past, and remembered that they once called each other, encouraged each other, sacrificed their lives, and shared the same hatred!

Zhao Sanlang let go of Pingshun's neck and asked: "Fatty, if one day we go to the battlefield together, will you face the enemy with me?"

Ping Shun paused, then nodded: "As long as you don't laugh at me for being as stupid as a pig, I am willing to help you."

Zhao Sanlang hit Ping Shun's face with his fist suddenly, "Hey, it's just you, what can I do to help my son?"

Ping Shun was bloody aroused by this fist, pressed his knee against Zhao Sanlang's stomach.

Zhao Sanlang screamed, sat up from the ground, and rushed towards Pingshun angrily.

Ever since, the heroic feelings that had just been condensed were broken up by these two young masters who only knew how to mess around.

Everyone laughed and continued to release their passion in the fight that was not brave.

【Note】From "The Book of Songs" Qin Feng Wuyi.