Chapter 361: The more we fight, the more we get poorer. This is a problem.
"Master Fei Qian, the gun is right there. You don't need to keep looking at it. The more you look at the head of the gun, the worse your practice will be." Even though Ma Yan is quite respectful to Fei Qian on weekdays, he should be serious now.
Even after that, there is still no ambiguity at all.
Huang Cheng is a knife user and knows a little about marksmanship, but if compared with Ma Yan, who is a gun user, there is indeed some gap.
As the saying goes, a sword with a moon will last a lifetime with a gun. It is not an easy task to master a gun well.
When a real individual uses a gun to fight against soldiers on the battlefield, the marksmanship is two completely different concepts, and these are two completely different systems.
Pikemen have always been the choice of the vast majority of people. Just like when Fei Qian himself was recruiting soldiers, the number of pikemen was the largest. No other, because pikemen have the lowest equipment requirements.
An iron tip, an iron nail, and a wooden handle are the pikemen. Fei Qian is quite good, and all soldiers are equipped with armor, but when most people recruit pikemen, they are basically not issued with them.
Damn, save money.
If your body is relatively strong, you can hold a shield, and you have enough courage, then you can serve as a sword and shield soldier, wearing armor and carrying a sword and shield, as a brave warrior on the melee front.
Only those who do not suffer from night blindness or myopia and have acceptable arm strength can be trained as archers or crossbowmen.
Only those who are well-proportioned, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and agile and flexible will be selected as cavalry reserve personnel for training in cavalry-related events.
Therefore, in a sense, pikemen are the lowest and cheapest.
It is easy to train a spearman well, but it is not easy to train a spearman well.
Fei Qian has been practicing Zhongping Yiqiang for almost a year, but in Ma Yan's eyes, it is nothing at all.
Because that is too rough. According to Ma Yan's original words, no matter how proficient he is in learning, he is still a skilled spearman, not a person who can use a gun, let alone a person who can say "know".
Although Ma Yan also takes a tough route, it does not prevent him from giving some guidance to Fei Qian. Ma's gun returns to its toughness, but there are also some subtle changes in the details.
"The same goes for Wen Yuan. There is nothing wrong with teaching this Zhongping style, but he didn't tell you some of the changes, and he didn't put much thought into it..." Ma Yan said.
"Brother Chengyuan, do you recognize Wenyuan?" Fei Qian was a little surprised.
Ma Yan nodded and said, "When Wen Yuan traveled to the North, he had seen..."
Just "seen"?
Have you never fought against each other or learned from each other?
Fei Qian didn't quite believe it, but he could probably guess this, but he didn't know who would win and who would lose, or whether he would win or not.
"By the way, does Brother Chengyuan know that there is a boy named Marksmanship Master near Changshan in Beidi?"
"Tong's surname? Changshan?" Ma Yan was very confused, "Where did you hear about it? I have been in the North for many years, and I have never heard of anyone with the surname Tong who has marksmanship... Changshan is owned by a family who is good at using guns, but the surname
Zhao, whose surname is not Tong... By the way, the Zhao family's guns are quite suitable for you to practice..."
There is no gunman named Tong?!
There is no need for Ma Yan to lie. In other words, there really is no number one person like Tong Yuan in Beidi, so where would Tong Yuan be?
Or, to go even further, could there be no such character as Tong Yuan at all?
But without Tong Yuan, where would Zhao Yun's marksmanship come from?
Hundreds of birds shoot at the phoenix!
Seven Detective Coiled Snake Spear!
The next step is, is there any relationship between Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu?
This was really chaos, and Fei Qian was suddenly confused...
"Fei Shijun, just think that you are writing with a pen. The tip of the spear is the tip of the pen. You need to practice it until you can use it like an arm. You can do whatever you want. Only when you are familiar with the habits of the spear can you practice other things. Okay, take a rest...
"
Fei Qian took a breath and used the tip of the gun to write on the sand. This thing was really more difficult than practicing a flat shot. Holding the gun, he always had to control his wrist carefully, and there was a slight deviation in the strength.
, the font will be broken, and then you have to use the tip of a gun to sweep away the sand and write again...
Fei Qian just wanted to put down the spear and stretch his wrists, but Ma Yan stopped him, saying that only when you work harder, you will remember the weight and length of the spear, so if you want to rest your hands, you can only take turns with one hand and one at a time.
When resting your hand, the spear should always be held in your hand.
All right……
In order to help Fei Qian get used to this training mode more quickly, Ma Yan found a question to distract Fei Qian, "Why do you want to practice spear? The spear is a weapon that is easy in the early stage, but difficult in the later stage.
It’s not as easy as a knife or a stick.”
"Ha, I didn't think much about it at the time..." Fei Qian briefly talked about the drinking at Wen Hou Lu Bu's house, and then asked, "Then Brother Chengyuan naturally knows Wen Hou, right?"
"I've never met, but I've heard about it..." Ma Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly glanced at Fei Qian, and said as if he meant something, "Wen Hou is extremely famous among the Hu people in the north..."
Extremely famous?
What does this mean?
The reputation of Wen Hou Lu Bu among the barbarians is definitely not that of a friendly and friendly person. Most of them have a reputation of being bloody and bloody...
So what does Mayan mean by this?
Fei Qian thought of some of Ma Yan's actions in the past two days, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said, "Brother Chengyuan thinks there is something wrong with the way I treat foreigners? Isn't it a little, um, too kind?"
After all, the main reason why Ma Yan lived in seclusion from Shangjun to Anyi was that the Hu people invaded the south. It can be said that Ma Yan himself had no good impression of the Hu people at all. In a word from later generations, in Ma Yan's eyes, only the dead Hu people
Talents are good fools...
Ma Yan didn't expect Fei Qian to be so keenly aware of what he wanted to express, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then nodded.
Fei Qian pondered for a moment, wondering how to explain this issue to Ma Yan in a simple and clear way. I guess Ma Yan wouldn't be interested in quoting scriptures. He might as well say something more straightforward, "Brother Chengyuan, what do you think about the enemy?"
Are the enemies good or bad? Are the barbarians one person or a group of people? Will there be conflicts between the barbarians?"
"This..." Ma Yan frowned. He really hadn't considered this issue.
"Another very important point is..." Fei Qian smiled and then said, "...We are poor now. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to make more money, we won't be able to make any money when the war really breaks out...
Besides, I have been thinking about one thing, which is why we still lose money even if we win against the barbarians..."
Is there really no Tong Yuan...the one who shouted, "Forbidden ~ Thousand Two Hundred and Eleven Styles" and then used a unique move... Does anyone know what this is? I think back then...
