Chapter 5 The Oriole (Four)

"Yes! Who did General Ziming learn this killer move tonight? It was like a special person who specialized in dealing with bandits!" When everyone heard this, they quickly turned their eyes to Ning Ziming, with expectations on their faces.

Everyone was not uncurious before, but they were not afraid of having little contact with Ning Ziming. The latter was obviously exhausted and had no courage to come forward and ask random questions. Now that Yang Guangyi, a thick-skinned guy, takes the lead, who doesn't want to find out? Even if he didn't ask the truth in the end, at least the relationship with General Xiaoning can be eased, so that he will not continue to treat each other as air as before, right?

"I, I, I, I don't know much!" Amid a kind-hearted urging, Ning Ziming slowly woke up from his absent-minded state, with a sign-like smirk on his face, and responded embarrassedly, "It seems that Chang Jiedu said that when two armies fight, the most important thing is to keep the formation in a uniform manner. He also said that no matter how many enemy troops are, you must grab the opponent's weakness and fight to the death. He also said that on the battlefield, those who are stunned are afraid of being arrogant, and those who are arrogant are afraid of being desperate! There are hundreds of people who are willing to sacrifice their lives at the same time, which is enough to sweep the three armies!"

This answer was obviously not what everyone expected. Therefore, the protests around instantly seemed like a tide.

"Hi--! Just make it up!"

"Nonsense, General Xiaoning, you deliberately pretend to be stupid again!"

"General Ziming, don't be perfunctory to us!"

"General Ziming must not hide his own personalities. We are just curious, not trying to spy on your unique skills!"

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Suli, Chang Si often shared his gains from leading the war for many years with the young people under his command. But most of the experiences here are only talked about, and they cannot form a system at all. And most of the talks are infantry fighting, and few cavalry are involved.

What Ning Ziming used tonight was clearly an unprecedented cavalry tactic. He was taught by all means. It is also difficult for people to believe that such a subtle trick was created out of thin air, not from any peerless master.

"I really don't know!" Ning Ziming raised his hand and wiped it a few times, adding, "I have never brought soldiers before, so I don't know the difference between cavalry and infantry. At the beginning, I thought that the Liaodong horse and Mobei horse would definitely not be able to run together, and the fast-moving Liaodong horse would be difficult to get through for a while, so I just took the slowest one. I used Liaodong horse to exchange for Mobei horses, and everyone would probably not refuse!"

Of course, I won’t refuse. Isn’t that a fool if I don’t take such a big advantage? Thinking of Ning Ziming’s exchange for a Liaodong horse for a Mobei horse some time ago, he picked up the advantage and laughed at the unscrupulous behavior of this person behind his back, everyone instantly blushed. In addition, they didn’t want to question Ning Ziming’s explanation anymore, and they hoped that they would turn this page as soon as possible in each other’s memories!

Only Yang Guangyi frowned and shook his head, refusing to give up easily, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it at all. You must have learned it from somewhere, you must have guessed that it is today!"

Ning Ziming naturally had a way to deal with this person. So he smiled and rubbed the back of the helmet and said, "Since you don't believe it, why should you ask me? Just think that I got the divine teachings in my dream, or after I was hit on my head for a while, I suddenly opened my face. Isn't it said that if I lose something, I will gain something."

"It's a loss in the east corner, and it's a collection in the sun! It comes from "Biography of Feng Yi in the Book of the Later Han Dynasty", written by Fan Ye, and has nothing to do with Saint Confucius!" Yang Guangyi glared at Ning Ziming fiercely, and was so angry that his orifices were smoked by the two fools and illiterate.

But this fool Ning Er just saved his life and he could not repay his kindness. It is easy for him to swear by it at this moment. If the governor Chang Si asks me later, Ning Ziming will continue to pretend to be stupid and will definitely not escape. After all, the inheritance of the masters these days is closely related to the entanglement of grudges. Ning Ziming's origin was originally a little unclear. If he is suspected of undergoing strict training in other princes, then Chang Si may even kill his daughter no matter how much he loves his daughter.

Ning Ziming touched the back half of his helmet again, changed his sincere expression, and whispered, "I really don't know where I learned this trick. At that time, I just thought that if everyone was riding on the same horse, the team would not be easy to get messy when they ran. As long as the horses ran in a row, the timid people would probably not have time to turn around, so they could only work hard to move forward with the flow!"

This is basically the truth. The only thing that is hidden is that in his own memory, there is indeed a scene about the dense formation of cavalry. The riders on the horse's back dressed a bit like the Liao people, but they seemed not to be Liao people. They were not holding a rifle, but a big iron mace and a wolf's mace.

In this memory that every time he appears, he is not a hunter. He is just one of the preys that runs with his legs to escape. But no matter how he escapes, the cavalry behind him are following like shadows, lined up in dense lines to catch up, catch up, catch up, and raise the iron mace and mace in his hand high...

The despair that was bound to be doomed was so profound that he dreamed of the same scene every now and then, and every time he woke up in a dream, he was sweating profusely. So after taking over Zuo Erdu, almost every day, he was thinking about how to avoid the nightmare reappearance.

The cavalry tactics taught by Chang Si, Chen Tuan and Ning Caichen are undoubtedly not feasible, and he has no place to learn more tactics. Therefore, Ning Ziming simply followed the appearance of the enemy in his dream and wrote it himself. After all, he could still fight against poison with poison in the future!

‘No matter who I am, I will never use the back of my head to block the mace again!’ When training, the young man secretly swore in his heart.

He still doesn't think that he is the second prince Shi Chonggui. But no matter whether he is the second prince or not, the moment he hits the back of his head is like a false one. Therefore, in this life, he doesn't want to be hit the second time. In this life, he doesn't want to see the same scenes reappear in the world.

"Okay, if you can't remember it, you can't remember it! Anyway, there are so many strange things on you, so it's not bad!" Seeing that Ning Ziming's eyes were already filled with obvious pain, and Yang Guangyi was still endless. Han Chongyun took the lead and interrupted loudly, "Maybe God must be seeing that you suffered too much before, and he deliberately compensated you! As long as you use these tricks in the main place! Who had seen Huangshi Gong with his own eyes back then?!" (Note 1)
Chapter completed!