739 Amazing, Sand Table Simulation
Feng Qingchen had no idea how shocked these people were by the military salute he instinctively performed. Although the beards of those big bosses in the organization kept shaking, there was joy in their eyes.
If they are willing to speak, they will definitely say: This little girl is interesting.
The Ninth Prince was even thinking about whether he should talk to Feng Qingchen. He always felt that Feng Qingchen was more like a soldier than a doctor, and he should be able to learn a lot of training methods from her.
Not to mention anything else, just the set of moves that Feng Qingchen used in the fight at the city gate that day was very exciting. Each move was concise and powerful, and each move hit the core, especially the move of kicking the Lecher to death, which was even more neat and terrifying.
Those moves are very suitable for close combat with the enemy on the battlefield. There are only two moves back and forth, but if mastered well, they can carve out a bloody path.
The Ninth Prince Uncle watched Feng Qingchen communicate with the people of Xuanxiao Palace in a methodical manner, and listened to her issuing her orders in the simplest and most straightforward words. At the same time, she divided the people under her command into teams and distributed the command flags in their hands one by one. The Ninth Prince Uncle became more certain that Feng Qingchen had a talent for combat.
The duty of a soldier is to obey, and the duty of a general is to issue orders for the soldiers to obey. On the battlefield, simplicity can lead to efficiency, and decisiveness can lead to seizing the initiative. An excellent general is more terrifying than an army of 100,000.
The Ninth Prince sat on the viewing platform, looking at Feng Qingchen's command, and then at Xuan Shaoqi.
Feng Qingchen was decisive and resolute in her killings. She was both a fierce and wise general. When she was commanding a battle, she had none of the charm or kindness of a woman.
Compared with Feng Qingchen, Xuan Shaoqi is much worse in this respect. After all, he has never been exposed to such a large-scale war scene. Although Xuan Shaoqi is calm, he is more cautious in marching and is more like a military strategist.
Xuan Shaoqi was a very magnanimous person. He arranged Wang Jinling and the Ninth Prince between the two armies. These two people could clearly see the layout of both sides and hear the arrangements made by him and Feng Qingchen.
He revealed everything to the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling so that they didn't have to think about it anymore.
We are all smart people. Even if Xuan Shaoqi didn't do this, once the war started, the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling would be able to see clearly. It would be better to be a good person than to do this. Besides...
When Feng Qingchen directed the opening and adjustment of those mechanisms, he used secret codes that only they understood. Not to mention that the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling could not learn these secret codes, it would be useless even if they learned them, because... the secret codes would be changed every once in a while.
The two armies were ready and a war was about to break out. The expressions of the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling also became much more serious.
Although there were no soldiers involved in the exercise, this was indeed a real battle, a battle that could get people's blood boiling.
"Excited?" Wang Jinling laughed as he watched the Ninth Prince knocking on the armrest of the chair faster and faster.
The Ninth Prince turned his head to look at Wang Jinling. Wang Jinling's face flushed. It was obvious that he was also looking forward to it: "Young Master, do you want to give it a try?"
"Try? How to try?" Wang Jinling was of course also excited. Having lived for more than twenty years, he had a lot of things to do every day, but none of them was to participate in such a magnificent battle. It must be said that it made him excited.
Such a highly tense atmosphere made him excited to fight.
Sure enough, on the battlefield, people can easily become killing machines, because in such an atmosphere, you can't help but release the beast in your heart and let it bite the enemy to death.
"It's easy."
"Pa pa..." The Ninth Prince clapped his hands, and the servants of Xuanxiao Palace immediately stepped forward.
"Go, fetch Feng Qingchen's sand table and tell him that I want it." The Ninth Prince saw Feng Qingchen perform the sand table simulation once, and then, unfortunately, he learned how to use it, so...
Even if Feng Qingchen is unwilling, he has to contribute it because he wants to requisition it!
When the servant found Feng Qingchen, Feng Qingchen was handing the command flag in her hand to a team leader under her command.
She divided the people in charge of guarding the mechanisms and hidden weapons into ten teams. Each team selected a captain to arrange the actions of the others. All she had to do was to tell these team leaders her orders and let them carry them out.
She is a human being with limited energy and cannot take care of everything, so all she has to do is control the overall situation and not get involved in specific matters.
"What's the matter?" Feng Qingchen was cold to begin with, and with the order she had just given, her aura became even more intense. She was as sharp as a queen, and everyone avoided her wherever her eyes went. Just this question almost scared the servant to the ground.
"Feng, Feng, Miss Feng, the Ninth Prince said..."
The servant stuttered, and Feng Qingchen didn't have the patience to listen to his grumbling, so she shouted directly: "What did you say? Just finish your sentence. If not, get out of here." Feng Qingchen admitted that her hot temper was fully revealed at this time.
After being frightened by her, the servant did not stutter, but closed his eyes and said in one breath: "The Ninth Prince said he wanted to use your sand table and asked me to come and get it."
Sand table?
Feng Qingchen turned her head and happened to meet the eyes of the Ninth Uncle. The Ninth Uncle nodded at her, indicating that it was what he wanted. Feng Qingchen also nodded in reply, indicating that it was okay. She glanced at Wang Jinling beside the Ninth Uncle, and she understood...
These two men also seem to want to fight.
The sons of wealthy families cannot sit in the hall. They are of noble status, and no matter how passionate they are, their families will not allow them to go to the battlefield. Even if they go to the battlefield, they cannot charge to the front. At most, they can guard the rear and be heavily protected.
There is no mercy on the battlefield, and given their status, if anything happens to him, it will shake the foundation of the situation.
"Take it." Feng Qingchen signaled the soldiers around him to lead the way, and bring a few more people with him, and deliver the sand table to the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling.
Her sand table was as big as a bed, so Xuan Shaoqi even cleared out a room to place a sand table for her so that she could do the simulation more easily.
It must be said that during her time in Xuanxiao Palace, she lived an extremely free life. She didn't have to worry about some mad dog biting her in secret, nor did she have to be cautious and restrain her edge so as not to offend any noble person.
It’s a pity that her life is not here. She has to return to her own life track eventually. She can just treat the trip to Xuanxiao Palace as a vacation.
On the battlefield, Feng Qingchen faced off against Xuan Shaoqi; off the battlefield, the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling were also not idle. The Ninth Prince briefly explained how to use the sand table and then took out a plate of small flags.
Military-style exercises, red team, blue team, bunkers. Feng Qingchen's sand table has a bit of a modern flavor, but this kind of thing is universal, and the Ninth Prince and Wang Jinling understood it after watching it once.
The Ninth Prince directly took the blue flag. The meaning was very clear. He wanted to be the general who attacked Xuanxiao Palace, while Wang Jinling would be responsible for defending the city, which was the role of Feng Qingchen.
After receiving the red flag, Wang Jinling gave the Ninth Uncle a knowing smile.