"Continue the drill!" Fang Zhengyi shouted loudly.
A group of greasy muscular men straightened up again and marched in a line.
The neat pace made people feel relaxed and happy. Emperor Jing looked at Ren Hua and said, "Ren Hua, what do you think of the quality of this army?"
Ren Hua clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, I think his orders are strictly enforced and there is no chaos at all. This shows that Lord Fang is a good leader of the troops. It is really admirable."
The little thing can flatter, but it's still far from good enough!
Fang Zhengyi interrupted and said, "When His Majesty asks you a question, you should find out the problem. Don't say such meaningless words in the future!"
Emperor Jing looked at Fang Zheng with admiration.
Ren Hua didn't expect that when he flattered someone, he would be choked back and couldn't help but gasp.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Sir, although the military discipline is strict, but from what Sir Fang said just now, they have never been on the battlefield. The orderly steps and loud slogans cannot repel the enemy."
"So...I think that everything should be based on reality. Only real skills can be seen in real life!"
Emperor Jing smiled slightly and said, "You are right. Ren Hua, your father followed me and made many military achievements. I heard that you are also very good in the army and have the style of your father. I wonder if you have relaxed now. Do you dare to go up and practice with them?"
"Of course I dare! I have always been taught by my father, and my basic skills have never been neglected. If Your Majesty agrees, I am willing to go up and compete with them!"
"Fang Qing, what do you think? Your people will not show weakness in actual combat, right?" Emperor Jing said.
Fang Zhengyi said solemnly, "Your Majesty! I have carefully trained this army for the country. Since they are preparing to support the battlefield, they can't just show off their skills!"
"To be honest, I asked them to slaughter pigs in the county. After so many years, they have killed many people and their hearts are as cold as a knife!"
The old cabinet ministers covered their mouths and laughed once again.
"Fang Zhengyi doesn't know how to train his soldiers. He lets people practice by killing pigs. I'm afraid he won't be able to fight on the battlefield."
"Can killing a pig be the same as killing a person?"
"I don't think so. Look at what Zhang Biao did to Chi Lie. These people are not simple!"
"What Mr. Li said makes sense."
Emperor Jing also laughed, patted Fang Zhengyi on the shoulder and said, "Fang Qing, killing pigs is completely different from killing people. Killing a hundred pigs is not as good as killing a person."
"I have seen soldiers who were butchers in the army, but when they were on the battlefield, their legs trembled and they were completely useless."
"However, I can understand that you have no experience."
Fang Zheng wanted to explain, but the thought of the corpse being torn into pieces by these big animals made him feel a little nauseous.
When there were two death row prisoners in the county, this group of people took them to practice dissection, and used the same corpse over and over again.
Now I have fought with the King of Wu's men, and they all seem to be mentally normal. I guess killing people doesn't burden me psychologically...
Perhaps ordinary soldiers who have been on the battlefield cannot play with them.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Emperor Jing asked again: "Fang Qing, I have already reminded you, do you dare to let someone practice with Ren Hua?"
"Dare! Why not! All they think about every day is to be loyal to their country. If Your Majesty comes here today and fails to let them have a good fight, they will probably regret it for the rest of their lives." Fang Zheng shouted, "You, first demonstrate your sparring to His Majesty! Your future superiors will fight with you in a while, so don't underestimate the enemy, and fight a good battle for His Majesty!"
"Lord Fang, there's no need for that. I can just go up and fight them." Ren Hua said as he prepared to step forward.
"No!" Fang Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "Someone was injured in the previous strength contest. You'd better understand the situation now."
Ren Hua looked in the direction of Zhao Lie with contempt in his eyes: "Although he is very strong, he may not be able to defeat me."
Emperor Jing asked curiously, "Have they already competed before I came?"
"Oh, they compared their strength. My people have nothing but strong arms." Fang Zhengyi was very proud.
"As the saying goes, use force to defeat cleverness. I think any technique will be no match for them!"
Ren Hua rolled his eyes quietly and said no more.
Emperor Jing smiled and raised his hand, saying, "Let's get started!"
As Fang Zheng gave the order, Zhao Lie and his team began to separate into groups of two, and some of them took wooden weapons from the weapon racks.
After everyone got ready, Zhao Lie shouted, "Follow the basic training and start sparring!!!"
As soon as the words fell, the two parties in the sparring first clasped their fists in salute, and then suddenly swung their fists at each other!
The scene became lively in an instant, and the scene of hundreds of strong men actually sparring with each other was extremely shocking.
Especially when both sides punch and kick each other without leaving any strength, it is even more pleasing to the eye, just like watching a martial arts blockbuster.
Zhao Lie's attacks were even more swift, he jumped, moved, parried attacks and coordinated with his opponent like flowing water.
A group of old ministers watched with admiration.
"Great! It looks like he can fight very well, and he fights beautifully."
"Mr. Li, you are right. This group of people are really not simple!"
Li Yansong stroked his beard and said, "Well, Fang Zhengyi can't be judged by common sense. He has some real stuff!"
The discussion here was lively, but Emperor Jing, Ren Hua and others were silent.
Emperor Jing had a blank expression on his face, while Ren Hua became more and more disdainful.
Finally, Li Yuanzhao couldn't stand it anymore, walked over to Fang Zhengyi, quietly pulled his sleeve, and whispered: "Old Fang, your group of people is not very good..."
"What's wrong, Your Highness?" Fang Zheng asked.
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