It seemed like I was fighting against myself in the past.

So.

Stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi.

A Northern Wei girl disguised as a man, Meng Shi.

Who are you?

Ying Baoyue asked questions quietly in her heart.

While commanding, she stared at the young Northern Wei practitioner who was riding on horseback and giving orders in the crowd.

There are indeed similar parts, but it does not mean that others cannot command this way. Everything may be coincidental or her excessive self-awareness. She also hoped that this would be the case, and she kept avoiding thinking about this issue.

However, there was something that she didn't remember after the previous battle at Jixia Banquet.

That is, at that time, Meng Shi used the eleventh sword of fire method that is said to be the original creation of Shao Siming.

The lights are dim.

Ying Baoyue had forgotten everything about practice thoroughly, so naturally he didn't remember this sword technique, but if the people around him were right at the time.

Shao Siming's sword technique.

And now, the formations she used commonly on the battlefield.

If all of this is a coincidence, it is that she is deceiving herself.

But why does Meng Shi or Meng Shi have her style?

Ying Baoyue tried hard to recall the bumpy horse's back, but she couldn't think of the possible intersections between her and this little girl in her previous life.

She had met many people in her previous life, but the things that Meng Shi showed now are not something that ordinary people can get.

Or can be done.

Not to mention whether she had taught swordsmanship that she had never remembered, now she commands the formation of cavalry on the battlefield, and is probably the only one who is familiar with her command methods.

The Northern Wei people were an important component of the cavalry of the Qin Empire back then. Of course, there were many Northern Wei people under her back then.

But Ying Baoyue was sure and affirmed that there was no such person as Meng Shi among her subordinates back then.

After all, she doesn't hire child labor...

Although the general may not remember the faces of every subordinate, Meng Shi's situation is really easy to rule out. After all, when Ying Baoyue was a cavalry at the Eternal Night Great Wall...that was the current timeline nearly ten years ago.

At Meng Shi's age, she was only eight or nine years old at that time.

At this age, Ying Baoyue could not bring him to the battlefield.

But if Meng Shi was not her subordinate back then...

So who is this woman?

Why are you so familiar with her swordsmanship and formations?

And... While riding a horse, Ying Baoyue quietly looked at the thin woman not far away.

It is impossible to get to this point just by familiarity. Although she doesn't remember her own, Ying Baoyue discovered it when she saw this woman using the so-called sword technique she created in Yu Prayer Province for the first time.

Although I am sorry for this woman... it is said that the sword technique she created is simply rare...

Including the cavalry formation, the Chexuan, is also excellent in the cavalry formation in terms of command difficulty. It cannot be done by watching it a few times, let alone command freely like Meng Shi now.

Sword technique requires hard practice day after day.

Formation requires countless observations and actual combat.

These are not something that can be done by talking or having a three-minute heat.

It's not something that can be done by imitating Shao Siming.

Besides, imitating her in today's world has no good ending. She can't get glory or praise, and it's thankless to be discovered. She has to worry about her life.

What's more, Meng Shi has a sensitive identity as if she is dressed as a man.

Who is she? Why do women dressed as men and participated in the preliminary ceremony? Why do they have to learn Shao Siming's swordsmanship? Why do they understand the car suspension formation?

Ying Baoyue was puzzled. Could it be that she was the son of her subordinates back then?

However, I didn’t hear that a few of those bachelors had married a couple, but they didn’t seem to want to marry them... Mei Niang was pursued by countless people, but she didn’t seem to like her...

"Mo Hua, retreat! Go behind Mu Wuer!"

"Wu Ziyan, go to the southeast!"

Ying Baoyue’s question did not find the answer, but the competition continued, and the confrontation between her and Meng Shi continued.

With the sound of horse hooves, the polo game has entered a white heat, and the Former Qin and Northern Wei courts are changing in a row, intertwining with hoarse and clear sounds.

Sweat falls and flames jump.

Although it was already dark, the heat on the horse court seemed to blow away with waves of heat, making the people around him blush.

Sixteen horses were galloping on the horse field, each horse's position was moving rapidly under the command of the two sounds. The black dust under the night flames looked like sixteen black shadows.

"It's like a chess game." Jiang Yuanyuan, who was watching this scene from a high place, suddenly spoke.

"Chess game..." Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this. The next moment he stared at the scene on the horse court with a complicated expression, and understood the meaning of this sentence in an instant.

If the battle between other countries before the Northern Wei Dynasty was a crush of strength, and the battle between the Eastern Wu was a collision of strength, then neither was it from the battle between the Former Qin Dynasty.

It is a collision of skills and tactics.

The court is like chess.

The person who holds the chess is the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the girl.

This does not mean that other riders have become the pawns of those two. It is better that the other riders in the team are able to carry out the chess game in a clean and neat manner and unite manner.

Being able to reach this point has actually demonstrated the equal strength of the two teams.

However, all this has subverted everyone's previous understanding of the power gap between the Former Qin and Northern Wei.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty, the fourth in the Central Committee!"

"Former Qin, three times!"

Because the two countries have been defending each other in this game, the number of goals has been greatly reduced compared to the previous games.

The huge score difference that the audience expected before the start of the game did not appear.

"How could this happen..."

"Is it just one goal short?"

"This is a difference in scores... the Former Qin Dynasty can catch up with it..."

"Oh no! That Former Qin princess has grabbed the ball again!"

"What's wrong with that woman?! Can no one be able to guard against her?"

Under the clusters of beating torches, people jumped and clapped their hands, opened their eyes tightly to watch the movements of the court. People were talking, people quarreled, and people were confused. And in it, such a voice gradually appeared.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't the Former Qin Dynasty the weakest country?"

The Northern Wei was the most well-known country, with the strongest cavalry that could make other countries in the Great Wall feel terrified.

In polo and cavalry, the Northern Wei was the strongest.

Everyone knows and believes in this.

But why is the strongest and weakest, but the current picture appears?

Why not only did the Former Qin Dynasty not be crushed, but also had the ability to fight against the Northern Wei Dynasty?

What the hell is going on?

"Isn't the Former Qin Dynasty the weakest?"

This question was also asked by the noble ladies and noble families in the private room under the high platform, and even reached the high platform, and Jiang Yuanyuan repeated it after hearing the sound.

"The Former Qin Dynasty is the weakest?" However, at this moment, the old man on the high platform who closed his eyes and rested open his eyes again.

A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I wish that was the case."

Ji Jiashu was stunned when he heard this. He turned around in a daze and looked at the old man with deep eyes behind him.

"Yes, the Former Qin Dynasty is indeed the weakest now."

Noting his gaze, Mr. Mengyang spoke lightly.

"But... sir, you just said..." Ji Jiashu looked at Nanchu's oldest cultivator with a steady attitude.

"Former Qin is indeed the weakest," the old man looked at the horse farm not far away and said quietly, "But Qin is not."

"Qin..." Ji Jiashu was stunned for a moment

"By the way, I heard you guys think that the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty was the strongest?" The elderly man showed a complicated smile on his lips.

"But you never thought about who did the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty once belong to?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was shocked when he heard this and turned around.

Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide.

The cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty was once the cavalry of the Qin Empire.

This strongest cavalry was once conquered by a country.

"The cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty was not the strongest," Mr. Meng Yang looked complicated. He didn't want to admit it for a hundred times, but this was indeed reality.

"When the Northern Wei cavalry belonged to the Qin Empire, they were the strongest."
Chapter completed!