The next day was the day when Liang Guogong and Ambassador Yang competed.
Outside Chengtian Gate.
A newly built arena was placed in the middle of the royal road south of Wulong Bridge.
Of course, this is authorized by His Majesty the Emperor.
Because His Majesty the Emperor requires all the garrison troops in the capital to watch except those who are on duty, this requires a large space. Although there is a small school ground in the city, the problem is that the total number of guards in Beijing, excluding those who are out on expeditions and on duty, still cannot
There are hundreds of thousands of people, so many people are crowded into the small school ground. First of all, they can't squeeze through, and secondly, they can't see clearly from behind.
This is a martial arts contest.
What can you see clearly from a few hundred meters away on flat ground?
Modern stadiums are all terraced stands.
But it's different here.
The city tower, the surrounding city walls, and the roofs of the thousand-step corridor on both sides can all be used as grandstands.
So at this moment, except for the Chengtianmen city tower, all the other city walls are full of spectators, including the left and right Chang'anmen city towers, which are also occupied by civil and military officials, and even the Chengtianmen city platform is also full of spectators.
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Amid the shouts of long live the mountains, His Majesty the Emperor visited Chengtian Gate.
Standing on the tower of Chengtianmen, Zhu Yuanzhang is wearing a red dragon robe with twelve regiments, a Yishan crown on his head, and the sun and moon on his left and right shoulders. Although he has a white beard, he still looks good. At least he should not have died this year.
Possibility, I have to say that those officials were disappointed every time they saw him...
Why isn't he dead yet?
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the crowd of people below with satisfaction.
"Where's Yang Feng, hasn't he come yet?"
he said.
"Your Majesty, this guy is so arrogant that he dares to make Your Majesty wait for him!"
Lan Yu stood on the ring and said with a smile.
At this time, he was still wearing the gifted uniform, and of course there was armor underneath. Even though it was a martial arts competition, at least the torso still had to be well protected.
Besides, Yang Feng also wears a bulletproof vest.
There is nothing unfair about this issue, but Lan Yu is really unfair. After all, his fish scale armor cannot be compared to Yang Feng's body armor. At this time, the generals of the Ming army were used to fish scale armor, but the armor pieces were square.
The fish scale-like covering is fixed on the leather inside. As for the protective ability, the key depends on the quality of the armor...
The difference between carburized forged steel sheets and ordinary wrought iron sheets is huge.
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Liang hurried to Zhu Yuanzhang's side and lowered his head and said a few words.
His Majesty the Emperor smiled slightly.
"Open the Hongwu Gate for him!"
he said.
"Open the Hongwu Sect!"
Li Liang shouted quickly.
Following his shout, a side door of the Hongwu Gate in the south slowly opened. The middle door must not be opened. The one in the middle was for the exclusive use of the emperor, and it was only used for important rituals of the emperor. For example, when he went to worship heaven, he would not leave when he went out.
.And as the city gate opened, a very rhythmic drum sound came from outside, and then a little girl holding a stick in her hand appeared, still wearing a standard little top and a little white skirt. Following her
The sticks were up and down, and the sound of the drums behind her obviously followed her rhythm. Several little girls with drums hanging on their chests walked out while beating the drums, and behind them were the ones blowing the brass horns, and the sound of drums and horns resounded throughout the room.
Tianmen.
Behind, of course, is Yang Feng's carriage.
There is nothing to say about this, after all, he has been riding in this carriage recently.
but……
"What the hell is this?"
Lan Yu looked behind Yang Feng in shock.
Behind him is a group of little yellow monsters.
It is certain that it is those little girls wearing specially sewn coats. This kind of little monster is round and has rabbit-like ears. There are red spots on both sides of the cheeks. The tips of the ears are black. There are eyes and mouth on the face. They are walking on both sides.
He has short legs and sways neatly from side to side as he walks.
He also raised his hands and waved.
Like a group of waddling little yellow ducks.
Their swaying follows the rhythm of the drums and trumpets in front of them. The latter is obviously a piece of music, although it may have been hurriedly practiced and not very neat.
But it's still very rhythmic.
But there was actually another person between them and Yang Feng's carriage, a long-legged girl wearing the same skirt. She was facing them, constantly directing them with gestures. Even without looking at her face, His Majesty the Emperor, who was holding a telescope, just looked at her height.
He also knew that it was his daughter. The daughter dressed in summer clothes made His Majesty the Emperor a rare moment of melancholy, but fortunately, his daughter did not wear half-socks to expose her legs like those little white skirts. She was wearing a pair of white pants under the skirt.
, even though the pants are a little thinner, they stick to the legs.
Such a strange team is still very long, because it is two columns, so the little yellow duck stretches, like a yellow caterpillar crawling on the royal road...
"Your Majesty, this guy is blatantly overstepping the rules."
Lan Yu shouted.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at him silently...
I'm not blind, of course I saw him exceeding the limit, but what can I do? And at times like this, if you shout so loudly, do you think I haven't lost enough face?
"Your Majesty, I don't think it counts. There are many kinds of yellow. The yellow that Your Majesty prohibits people from using illegally does not count as this kind of yellow."
Li Liang next to him said very sensibly.
"Yes, this yellow color is not prohibited."
"This is not transgression."
…
A group of ministers quickly agreed.
"Forget it, no matter what color is yellow, even the other banned colors are all abolished. They are just ordinary clothes. Folks can wear them if they want!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming!"
…
The ministers said quickly.
Zhu Yuanzhang just smiled lightly.
If he couldn't help it, Yang Fengde would probably change him a different color every day. This little villain just came to tease him, so instead of letting him change the forbidden color every day to show off in the market and let the people see his provocation against the imperial power, it would be better to just change these colors
The abolition of the ban left him without a performing stage.
After all, Lao Zhu doesn't really care about these color bans. In fact, the bans on various colors, including yellow, were only issued a few years ago.
It should be influenced by Confucian scholars.
Just like Liu Bang formulated various court systems under the influence of Confucian scholars, and then he realized the joy of being a king.
Confucian scholars also taught Zhu Yuanzhang to clarify the distinction between imperial power and hierarchy, allowing him to feel the joy of being a king. However, he himself may not really care, otherwise it would not have been possible for him to start banning these things after many years. In the early Ming Dynasty, there were no such rules, and many of the bans were imposed by Hongwu
They only appeared one after another at the end of the period. And now Yang Feng has caught this person who can make him angry, so don't give him a chance. If you don't just wear banned colors to show your arrogance, then I will just let it go and everyone can wear it casually.
See how arrogant you are?
Then everyone watched the yellow caterpillar move forward.
The sound of drums and trumpets sounded rhythmically.
Soon they stopped in front of the ring, and then the little princess directed the little yellow duck behind...
Pikachu.
However, the soldiers and civilians of the Ming Dynasty didn't know what Pikachu was, so they automatically regarded it as a little yellow duck.
A little yellow duck with rabbit ears.
Under the command of the princess, a total of one hundred little yellow ducks quickly completed the formation, forming five horizontal lines in front of the ring. Then they took out the colorful strings and waved them, waving and jumping. In this way, the carriage door opened amidst the cheering team's cheers.
, Ambassador Yang walked out with a smile. Of course, he still had a full set of combat equipment, but the rifle he was carrying had a bayonet installed.
"Yang Feng, the envoy of Daxia Kingdom, has met His Majesty the Ming Emperor!"
He saluted Zhu Yuanzhang and said.
"Without courtesy, today the envoy is competing with Duke Liang. I am watching with the soldiers and the people."
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
"Your Majesty, since there is a martial arts competition, casualties are inevitable."
Yang Feng said.
"How about I sign a life and death certificate with you?"
Lan Yu sneered on the stage.
Yang Feng looked at Zhu Yuanzhang...
"It's just a contest of martial arts. It ends when the point is reached. Duke Liang is our important minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the envoy is an envoy from a friendly country. I don't want to see any harm, and there is no need to live or die."
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
What else could he do?
Did he clearly say that one of you can die?
Everyone is watching, he wants to behave like a holy lord and wise king.
Of course, it is actually easier to operate without signing a life and death certificate. For example, if Lan Yu kills Yang Feng, he has killed the friendly envoy. Of course, he must be arrested and punished. The crime depends on whether His Majesty the Emperor wants to kill him. Yang Feng killed Lan
Jade, it is impossible to arrest and punish him. Fortunately, this problem has been solved for His Majesty the Emperor. After all, he also wants to kill this guy now.
His impulse became even stronger after Lan Yu came to Beijing with an army of 500 righteous soldiers.
"According to the decree."
Yang Feng said.
Then he walked onto the ring with his rifle in hand amid the cheering cheers of the cheerleaders, and looked at Lan Yu opposite him.
"Ambassador Yang, I am not a bully, so I will use this knife to compete with you."
The latter said while holding a relatively long two-handed knife.
Yang Feng took his rifle with a bayonet and took a photo of his length...
"Dong Liang is very particular!"
he said.
Almost the same length.
After all, the automatic rifle in his hand is not a bayonet design. It is incomparable to those rifles with a bayonet that were 1.7 meters tall during World War II. In fact, modern rifles are shortened as much as possible, and the bayonet is also a multi-functional saber.
Altogether they are no longer as long as a World War II rifle without a bayonet.
In this era, cold weapons are all about length, and any long weapon used on the battlefield is longer than him.
But if Lan Yu really can carry a two-foot-long spear, then there is no need for this competition.
But the mace and the like are short.
The weapon used in actual combat is that his rifle does not have the length of a bayonet. Lan Yu is obviously at a disadvantage. After all, this kind of competition does not require armor penetration.
That is to say, this kind of military long knife is almost the same as his rifle and bayonet, and it has to be shorter in the long knife. The really long two-handed long knife is still longer than his rifle and bayonet.
After comparing the lengths, Yang Feng retreated.
"How about best of three?"
he asked, holding his rifle.
"Can!"
The blue jade sword pointed and said.
"Wait a minute!"
shouted the little princess.
Then she held up a sign for the first round and suddenly ran to the ring, while Zhang Ying, who was caught at the same time, struck the gong...
"start!"
shouted the little princess.
Yang Feng suddenly stepped forward with a rifle, and almost at the same time Lan Yu stabbed straight with the long knives with both hands. The swords and guns met and the knives swung away. Yang Feng took a step forward and stabbed. Lan Yu evaded it sideways and bumped into Yang Feng with her shoulder. The two collided at the same time.
Back up, return to your respective starting points, and stare at each other with weapons in hand.
Both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages. Lan Yu has the advantage of adding arms, so the attack range is still longer than that of Yang Feng.
Yang Feng's advantage is that he holds the gun with both hands, and his power when attacking is greater than Lan Yu who holds the handle of the knife with both hands.
Even if he didn't rely on his own strange strength, under normal circumstances he could still swing away Lan Yu's knife and then stab him at close range. However, Lan Yu's cold weapon combat experience is too rich and his reaction speed is extremely fast. It is not easy for him to succeed. As for
Don't talk about swinging the knife to chop Yang Feng. The speed of swinging the knife can never be as fast as the thrust. The result of raising the knife to cut is that the bayonet has already been inserted before your knife falls.
Lan Yu actually chose the wrong weapon.
The knife is at a disadvantage against the bayonet.
It's cheaper for him to get a short spear of the same length than to use a knife.
Yang Feng suddenly rushed forward again and thrust out at extremely fast speed.
The long knife in Lan Yu's hand poked away the bayonet.
But Yang Feng stabbed forward one after another at very short intervals. Lan Yu parried the bayonets and retreated step by step.
But at the same time, the distance keeps getting closer.
And every time it was blocked, Lan Yu's frontal gap expanded.
Yang Feng suddenly roared, jumped into the air and stabbed his shoulder. The blue jade sword pushed up and pushed away, but the bayonet still brushed his shoulder, and the two collided again. Then Lan Yu roared,
Pushing Yang Feng away with all his strength, he strode back to distance himself. He held the knife in both hands and swept across it. Yang Feng retreated to avoid it. Lan Yu took a step forward and still swept away with the long knife in his hand. Yang Feng continued to dodge, and he continued to move forward. He retreated three times in a row.
After taking a step, Yang Feng finally stabilized, and the rifle in his hand suddenly blocked Lan Yu's knife. Then he took a step forward, and the butt of the rifle slid over and hit Lan Yu's chest.
The latter retreated suddenly.
Yang Feng continued to hit with the butt of his gun, Lan Yu continued to retreat, and he continued to hit.
Smashed three times in a row.
The stable sapphire knife handle hit his chest hard, but was blocked by the bulletproof plate. At the same time, Yang Feng's rifle butt continued to hit his chest without stopping, and he didn't even bother to switch the rifle to the bayonet.
In fact, he had no chance to do so.
He couldn't leave any chance for Lan Yu to breathe.
As long as he opened a little distance, it was Lan Yu's turn to fight back, and the butt of his gun kept falling on Lan Yu's chest at very short intervals.
The latter kept retreating.
In the end, it was all gone.
"First game, Yang Fengsheng!"
The little princess holding the sign shouted happily.
Lan Yu, who fell into the ring, stood up immediately and looked angrily at Yang Feng, who was overlooking him. Because Yang Feng controlled his strength, he was not injured. If he fell from this height, he could continue to peel off his skin for a long time.
is not worth mentioning either.
This guy is as strong as a brown bear, so he doesn't care about this little damage.
"Mr. Liang Guo, do you want me to go down and help you?"
Yang Feng said with a smile.
"No need, I'm not old enough to need help."
Lan Yu sneered.
But he still wanted to take it easy, so the adopted son quickly gave him a seat in the chair. Duke Liang sat down on the chair and threw the knife to his adopted son...
"Change the gun and cut it into the same length as him."
he said.
He also understood that he would suffer a loss if he used the knife.
Fortunately, it didn't say that it couldn't be changed. He could also change to another weapon, as long as it was not longer than Yang Feng's.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was obviously very old on the tower, looked on indifferently.
"Watch carefully. In the future, the Shenji Battalion will also need to buy new firearms and add thorns. These are all methods of using thorns. Ambassador Yang, these are all real methods of killing enemies in battle. Although they are not fancy, they are
They are all the most useful.”
He said slowly.
"According to the order!"
The generals and soldiers around them shouted quickly.