Chapter 6 Young Master’s Good Skills

Seeing Ma Xiaowu calmly shooting down a running hare from a distance of about thirty steps, Ma Cheng couldn't help but praise him greatly. As a special shooter in later generations, Ma Cheng certainly understood this skill.

The essence of archery is that it is the easiest to kill a target and the most difficult to kill a moving target. Archery and marksmanship are completely connected in theory. To hit a moving target, you need to calculate the lead time.

After staying in Zhuangzi for a few days, the weather gradually became warmer, and life in Macheng became more relaxed and comfortable.

One day in the first lunar month, the small school field in Majiapu Zhuangkou.

The cavalry team in the village practices once every three days. The so-called practice is just putting on their equipment and going through the motions. The battle formation composed of twenty cavalry is divided into two rows, with ten cavalry in each row.

There is nothing to say about the riding skills outside the tree stump target, but I always feel that it lacks some murderous intent. From the perspective of Ma Cheng, it lacks the indomitable momentum of the cavalry charge, and this kind of nutritious training is simply child's play.

Afterwards, the cavalry team practiced firearms again. The twenty three-eye muskets were divided into two rows and fired in turns. In the smoke of gunpowder on the school grounds, Ma Cheng couldn't help but cursed Ye Shi for harming people. From the performance of this team of Ming army cavalry,

Judging from the level of training, the elite border troops of the Ming Dynasty have great experience in the use of firearms and have learned to use advanced segmented shooting methods. Two rows of knights hold three-eyed fire blunderbuss, sometimes single shot and sometimes three blunderbuss, forming a dense line of fire.

In terms of firepower coverage, this is not yet a professional firearms force. Ma Cheng absolutely believes that the Ming Dynasty's professional firearms weapons tactics must be more advanced.

This completely subverted Ma Cheng's view of history, and I cursed those bastards who made up history in my heart.

This also aroused Ma Cheng's interest. I led a war horse and put on the armor. I tried the weight and was very surprised. The craftsmanship of this scale armor was staggering. It weighed between twenty and thirty kilograms.

, the joints are all very cleverly designed, which will never affect the flexibility of the rider on horseback. Ma Cheng raised his lance and tried to accelerate the charge. The feeling of being heavy in the front and light in the back was very awkward, and it took some time to get used to it.

Ma Guozhong held the war horse for him and said with a grin: "Riding and fighting is what we rough people do for a living. The Fifth Young Master is too delicate to fall."

Ma Cheng saw him laughing so hard that his eyes narrowed, knowing that he was looked down upon by this rude warrior, he felt hot in his heart and simply fired his lance, pulled out a long and sharp sword, and waved it a few times and felt that it was very smooth. He was very good at playing with the saber.

He relied on his superb riding skills to control the horse purely with his legs. After accelerating at a trot, he quickly reached the limit of the horse's speed. During the high-speed gallop, he stuck his whole body on the horse's back and rushed toward the tree stump a hundred feet away like an arrow. Everyone screamed in surprise.

At the sound, Ma Cheng played a trick of hiding in the stirrups, and with a whistle, he split the tree stump target into two pieces. The cavalrymen, including Ma Guozhong, were stunned when they saw it, but Ma Xiaowu and the banker were mesmerized.

The palms of his hands were almost broken while shouting wildly.

Ma Cheng gently held the horse's belly and returned to the group. Amidst the heroic cheers of Xiao San and Xiao Wu, he put his sword into its sheath and thought about how he had been away from the horse for some days. His horse skills were also a bit rusty. The main reason was that his body was not good enough, so he just turned over.

When I was riding, I almost fell off my horse.

But it had already shocked everyone, especially Ma Guozhong and his subordinates who were still looking at each other speechlessly.

After a long while, Ma Guozhong praised: "Hiding in the stirrup, the Fifth Young Master is very good at it."

Ma Cheng naturally humbly said a few words and knew that if he showed this hand, he would no longer be looked down upon by this Ming Dynasty soldier with high eyes. After he showed this beautiful hand, the atmosphere in the school suddenly became fanatical, and all the teenagers looked at Ma Cheng.

The look in their eyes was different, especially the eyes of Xiao San and Xiao Wu were intense and a little doubtful. Apparently they didn't understand why Ma Cheng suddenly seemed to be a different person, and he had also developed a beautiful horse riding skill.

Ma Cheng's heart moved, and he explained with a smile: "My father has always been strict with me. I feel ashamed. I haven't practiced horse racing for a few days, so I feel a little rusty."

This made sense, and everyone, including Xiaosan and Xiaowu, had expressions of relief on their faces. Although the Fifth Young Master was the illegitimate son of Ma's Mansion, he was, after all, the biological flesh and blood of Lord Commander-in-Chief.

Feng Kai said that it was reasonable and reasonable for the Commander-in-Chief to privately ask a few horse-stepping masters to teach his son. And because the status of an illegitimate child is too low, it is normal for no one to know about it.

Ma Guozhong rolled his eyes and grinned: "Based on the results, my lord still values ​​the fifth young master very much. The fifth young master will definitely have a bright future in the future."

When Ma Cheng heard that he even changed his title, he knew it and laughed it off.

In the evening, the accounting room.

Ma Cheng called the accountant to do the abacus. After settling down, he finally had time to calculate the estate. There was only a little more than a thousand taels of silver in the estate, but there were more than 800 kilograms of grain in stock, all of which were wheat, and they were all stored in very close locations.

The secret enclosure is used to support the twenty elite cavalrymen on the farm, as well as the more than fifty fine Tibetan war horses. Liaodong has a vast territory with few people and abundant land. The annual income of such a farm is very generous.

The problem is that bandits are infested here. There are many big and small hills. Most of them are desperadoes who committed capital crimes in the Ming Dynasty and fled to the border towns. Among these bandits, there are many who collude with the Tatars and those who are supported by the Tatars.

As the army became more and more rampant, there were fewer and fewer farms. In the end, only big villages like Majiapu with elite cavalry were left. Majiapu's elite cavalry took advantage of their firearms and could easily deal with a few bandits. Twenty of them were

The Ma family's elite cavalry, equipped with three-eyed guns, were able to fend off hundreds of bandits.

Now that Ma Cheng has taken charge of this farm, he still wants to make a difference.

At least he was true to his word in this village. The first thing he did was to write a letter to Marin. In the letter, he asked his father to transfer a batch of ordnance to arm the strong Majiapu villagers.

In order to cope with the increasingly rampant banditry, the letter was sent back to the General Military Mansion, but there was no reply for a long time, which made Ma Cheng laugh at himself, knowing that this letter might not reach the General Military Mansion, even if it was delivered to the General Military Mansion.

The house may not fall into the hands of the father.

Let's simply kill first and then show off. First, use the property of the village to get the weapons.

After pondering over and over again, Ma Cheng ordered someone to invite Ma Guozhong over for a drink. He ordered the kitchen to cook some delicious side dishes to go with the wine, and then chatted with Ma Guozhong in the bedroom.

Ma Guozhong changed into regular clothes, and after a glass of wine, he laughed and said: "The fifth young master's room is too deserted. It's time to find a few maids to share the same room. Why don't you go to the city with the bid in a few days?

Let's go to Jiaofangsi and take a look around. I'll take care of this for you. Hehe... I have good friendship with the people in Jiaofangsi. I will definitely buy some beautiful and considerate maids for you."

Ma Cheng felt ashamed after hearing this and politely refused: "I don't like this, so I won't mention it anymore."
Chapter completed!