After a while, all the participating generals gathered on the sidelines. Seeing this, Li Shimin and Xia Yu got off the high car.
"Your Highness."
"military adviser."
All the generals paid tribute one after another.
"Yu has met all the generals." Xia Yu, after all, was relatively junior and didn't have much to ask for, so he responded politely.
At this time, the expressions of the generals were polarized:
Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Gong, and Zhai Changsun, the four generals of the Xuanjia army, were all filled with satisfaction and joy after the great victory.
Qu Tutong, Qu Tushou, Chai Shao, and Qiu Xinggong were all a little disgraced, and they were obviously very aggrieved by the defeat.
"Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen." Li Shimin first expressed condolences.
"Thank you, Your Highness." The generals thanked him.
"Today's practical operation is to test the combat capabilities of the armies. Secondly, the new military advisor has arrived, so that he can get familiar with our great army of the Tang Dynasty."
"The Xuanjia soldiers performed well today, and I feel so relieved to be lonely."
Qin Qiong and others suddenly looked proud. Soldiers respect the strong. It's that simple.
"Jingde," Li Shimin walked up to Yuchi Gong and exclaimed in wonder: "Your performance today makes Gu Zhen stand out with admiration. In the past, I only knew you were a brave general, but I didn't expect you to have a stroke of genius."
"How did you come up with the sling and the lasso? You actually defeated the Modao Army to death."
"Hehe," Yuchi Gong laughed innocently and said a little embarrassedly: "Your Highness, actually, this was not someone's idea."
"Huh?" Li Shimin was stunned.
Yuchi Gong pointed at Cheng Yaojin and praised: "This is Lao Cheng's idea. He has always been smart, so I can't think of it."
Everyone's eyes immediately moved to Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin suddenly puffed up his chest and protruded his belly, grinning from ear to ear: "Haha, I just had an idea after watching the Mo Dao Army drill. I didn't expect it to be used today."
Good guy, I'm afraid you've been holding back your bad intentions, just waiting for this opportunity to show your face, right?
Everyone looked at him with disdain.
Such a sinister idea does not seem like a foolish and crude move like Yu Chigong's, but if it were Cheng Yaojin's, it would be very reasonable.
"Well done!" Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and patted Cheng Yaojin hard on the shoulder.
It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, if it can catch mice, it is a good cat.
Xia Yu was also greatly surprised.
In modern times, the image left by Cheng Yaojin to future generations is rather that of a scoundrel and a cutthroat, and his military exploits do not seem to be that great.
But at the right time, he felt it deeply.
None of these people who can stand out in troubled times and become temporary figures are simple characters.
"Old General," Li Shimin looked at Qu Tutong again and consoled him: "Today's defeat is not a crime of war. After all, there is only one Xuanjia soldier in the world!"
As soon as these words came out, Qu Tutong, Qu Tushou, Chai Shao, and Qiu Xinggong all looked much better.
Also, losing to the strongest army in the world doesn't seem to be a shame.
Xia Yu secretly praised after hearing this: Look at this art of speaking, it is thorough and appropriate!
Li Shimin patted Qu Tushou again: "Young general, don't be discouraged. I believe that if the enemy is not the Xuanjia soldiers, the Modao army will not lose!"
"Your Highness is so tolerant, you will never be ashamed." Qu Tushou looked ashamed.
The ancients were strong-willed and had strong self-esteem.
"This is not tolerance, it is fact." Li Shimin emphasized.
"Your Highness is right." Xia Yu also interjected at this time: "No other enemy would be as powerful as the Xuanjia soldiers. If we want to do the same thing, it depends on whether we, the Tang Dynasty cavalry, agree."
"However, the Mo Dao Army's protection is still insufficient, and it is indeed a potential threat."
"The military advisor has an idea?" Li Shimin's heart moved.
Xia Yu thought for a while and said: "In the short term, we can add a layer of inner armor as an emergency, but the best way is to improve the quality of the bright light armor. Give me some time, and it should be fine."
He has traced the history of steel refining in China, and it is really valuable.
"That's great. I'm so lucky to have a military advisor."
Li Shimin was overjoyed. If this could really happen, then the Modao Army would really be invincible. Even the Xuanjia soldiers would not dare to fight head-on.
"The military advisor is great." All the generals also gave thumbs up.
At this time, Xia Yu was filled with extremely magical colors in everyone's eyes——
Not only is he good at military strategy and predicting events like a god, he also knows astrology and divination, can make sand tables, is good at arithmetic, and now he can even make steel.
This has only been a few days! No one dared to think about what else Xia Yu couldn't do.
However, this is very ghostly, isn’t it?
"That's right," Xia Yu suddenly looked at the generals of the Xuanjia soldiers and warned: "Today's victory of the Xuanjia soldiers is indeed beyond my expectation. However, there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. You must not be arrogant and complacent.
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"In my opinion, the strength of Xuan Jia Bing is not the strength it is now, but the strength of constantly making progress and never being complacent."
"Yes, military advisor." Qin Qiong and others nodded repeatedly. They understood this.
Li Shimin also secretly gave a thumbs up: The military advisor's words are heartwarming, encouraging and even more inspiring!
Xia Yu looked at Li Shimin. The practical operation was over. Is it time to disperse?
"There's no rush." Li Shimin smiled a little strangely: "Commander, let's take a look and choose a teacher."
"..." Xia Yu was stunned, what? Why didn't he understand?
"The purpose of inviting military advisors here today is to let you choose a teacher to hone your martial arts skills." King Xiao Qin Tuqiong showed his dagger.
Xia Yu was stunned: "Your Highness, I am a scholar!"
Aren't literati supposed to just sit tight in the military tent and just talk? Why do they have to practice martial arts so hard?
"I know." Li Shimin said confidently: "I don't want the military advisor to charge into the battle, I just want you to protect yourself. There will be accidents in the army at any time, and it is never better to rely on yourself than to rely on others."
"Besides, how can I, a man from the Tang Dynasty, not know any martial arts? That's too shabby."
Li Shimin didn't forget that Xia Yu not only had no strength to restrain a chicken, but he couldn't even escape fast enough, which was too worrying.
Xia Yu: "..." What you said makes sense, but I am speechless.
When all the generals heard this, they all suppressed their laughter: I didn't expect that the military advisor could be such a bad guy, and he didn't even know the slightest bit of martial arts!?
You know, nowadays we pay attention to the Six Arts of the Gentleman, and even elegant scribes often ride horses, shoot arrows, wield swords and guns.
Li Bai, the immortal poet of the Tang and Tang Dynasties, had a nickname, called "Qinglian Sword Immortal", which is obvious.
"Your Highness, there are so many scholars in the army, how can they know how to fight?" Xia Yu was still struggling to his death.
As long as others are weak, then it's understandable that he doesn't want to learn, right?
"Of course." Li Shimin turned around and waved: "Xuanling, auxiliary aircraft, you happen to be here, come over and demonstrate to the military advisor."
"Nuo." Fang Xuanling and Changsun Wuji walked up to the side, smiling.
Xia Yu was stunned: When did these two things come?
I saw that Fang Xuanling didn't talk nonsense. He looked around and found some stone locks, stone burdens and other physical equipment lying beside the school yard.
One of the medium-sized stone locks seemed to weigh forty or fifty kilograms, and Fang Xuanling, who seemed to be thin, could lift it easily with one hand.
"Military advisor, look carefully." Fang Xuanling smiled slightly, exerted force, and began to play with the stone lock.
Forward throws, reverse throws, cross throws, back throws, these regular movements are all very skillful, and even hand catches, finger catches, shoulder catches, and head catches are all performed very smoothly.
Seeing the stone lock flying up and down in mid-air, like a juggling act, Xia Yu was stunned.
Damn it, could this old house have been a gigolo in the past?
Is there any Dali Pill?
"Okay, Xuanling played well with this stone lock."
On the side, all the generals gave thumbs up. Although they can play heavier, but literati, with this level, they can already do it.
After a while, Fang Xuanling finished playing with a set of stone locks and returned to his original position. His face was not red and he was not out of breath.
"It's my turn next. Your Highness, please lend me your sword." Changsun Wuji walked up at this time and stretched out his hand to Li Shimin.
Li Shimin smiled and pulled out the Chihu Sword and threw it away: "Play nice."
"Okay." Changsun Wuji skillfully caught the sword and took a long breath. A little fat man weighing about 200 pounds actually showed off his sword skills.
In the school grounds, swords follow people as they walk, and the sword light gradually rises.
Changsun Wuji's body was like a dragon, his steps were getting faster and faster, and the Chihu sword was getting faster and faster. The sword wind also changed from looming at the beginning to roaring, and then turned into howling like thunder.
For a moment, the school field was filled with sword light, almost swallowing up Changsun Wuji's figure.
"Lord Changsun has great swordsmanship!" All the generals cheered. With this swordsmanship, it would be no problem to kill ten or eight thieves when going into battle.
Xia Yu was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it. This nimble fat man in front of him was a scholar!
Sammo Hung of the Tang Dynasty is you.
After a moment, Changsun Wuji finished a set of swordsmanship, put away the sword easily, and calmly threw the Chihu Sword back to Li Shimin.
"Military advisor, what do you think?" King Xiao Qin looked at Xia Yu with a smile on his face, a look of ridicule on his face.
Xia Yu is going crazy.
Fang Xuanling is a muscular man, and Changsun Wuji is a master of swordsmanship. Can you believe it?
It's not written in the book. Could it be that the history he learned was fake history? Or was the Tang Dynasty he traveled through a magical world?
The ancients practiced martial arts, but did they really reach this level?
Legend has it that a literati from the Tang Dynasty often went into battle to kill people without any ambiguity. He always thought it was an artistic exaggeration. Could it be true?
For a moment, Xia Yu felt that reality was full of malice towards him, and his mind was as chaotic as mud.
