Chapter 145 Someone from the Prince Qing Mansion is here

"Let's do this, the first team is called the Xiaoqi Army, the second team is called the Shooting Army, and the third team is called the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry!" Xu Xingxia quickly selected the names of the three teams. The Xiaoqi Army, Shooting Army, and Tiger and Leopard Cavalry are all military names of the Han Dynasty, which are very classical. For military households, such names are also the most familiar ones.

The commander of the Cavalry Army was Mao Shisan, Wang Xia was the deputy commander. The commander of the Shooting Army was Chi Hu, Liu Heng was the deputy commander. The commander of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry was Gao Meng, and Zhang Feng was the deputy commander. After expansion, the number of the White-Clothed Army increased to about 150. In addition, there were also constant arrivals from all sides, and the teams of the White-Clothed Army were replenished one after another. The number of the White-Clothed Army increased almost every day.

Ningxia Town is indeed a bit special. It is the south of the Yangtze River. Since it is the top, there are many horses, cattle and sheep. The most numerous ones are naturally war horses. Here, boys who are slightly older will ride horses. The most exquisite equestrian is naturally the so-called rangers. Not every one of these rangers is good people, stealing and robbing families, and they do a lot.

Of course, most rangers still have good or evil, especially when dealing with the Tartars, no one would be willing to help the Tartars. Otherwise, they would be traitors, traitors, not raiders. In the past, rangers often worked alone, looking for the Tartars and chasing them, but the effect was not very good. Sometimes, after a few months, they might not be able to kill a Tartar, but instead put themselves in danger.

Now, Xu Xingxia's reputation has risen, killing the Tartars is like killing chickens. There is another unique white-clothed army under his command, which naturally attracted many rangers. Mao Shisan, Chi Hu and others used to be rangers near Weizhen Fort. Now, with Xu Xingxia's reputation gradually spread, some rangers from farther places have also defected. The requirements of these rangers are actually very simple. As long as they can eat enough, they can have the opportunity to kill the Tartars.

Most rangers have a certain foundation in riding and shooting, and have some talent in riding and shooting. If their riding and shooting level is too bad, they cannot become rangers. However, if they want to fight against the Tartars, their level is still a little worse. They still lack unified guidance and strict training, and have certain flaws in basic skills.

Therefore, after they defected, Xu Xingxia arranged for them three months of hell-style training, hoping to improve their riding and shooting level in the shortest time. Riding and shooting level exchanged experiences, competed with each other, and improved together. Xu Xingxia spent most of his time with them, absorbed experience from them, and improved his archery level. His level of continuous bead arrows has surpassed Wang Xia.

The only regret is that there are no results in the research on rifled rifles. This makes Xu Xingxia's idea of ​​large-scale military expansion not yet realized. To be honest, if the cavalry and shooting technology is not up to standard, even if the white-clothed army barely expands its military force, its combat effectiveness may not be improved, and it may even be a hindrance. Soldiers are more expensive than elites, and Xu Xingxia would rather not fight soldiers.

During this period, Wang Qinian collected some diamonds. Unfortunately, the diamonds he collected were of no use for the time being. Zhao Mengji had no clue at all. The flint sent from Diaowo Peak had no chance to come in handy. It seems that the research on rifled rifles has reached a bottleneck and there is no chance to break through for the time being.

On that day, Xu Xingxia was training with the Sound Screaming Army. Suddenly someone came to report that a guest was asking for a meeting outside the military camp. Xu Xingxia asked casually: "Who is it?"

Li Yanfei, who was on the rotation, said: "He did not reveal his name and claimed to be from Prince Qing's Mansion."

Xu Xingxia said to herself suspiciously: "Prince Qing’s Mansion? What are the people from Prince Qing’s Mansion coming to me for?"

He thought about it carefully and found that he and Prince Qing's Mansion had never been in contact! He had never even been to Ningxia City. Others were noble vassal kings, while he was a small family with a low voice. What would happen if the people from Prince Qing's Mansion took the initiative to come to him? Is it a good or a bad thing?

"Please come in!" Xu Xingxia said slowly. Then, he felt that this was inappropriate. Others were from the Prince Qing Mansion, and he was waiting for the other party to come in in a big manner. It seemed a bit unruly. The power of the Prince Qing Mansion is still relatively strong in Ningxia Town. There is no need to offend it. Of course, there is no need to curry favor with it. So he stood up and walked towards the door of the military camp.

When I approached the door, I happened to see Li Yanfei bringing an old man in. The old man had white hair and beard, and may be in his sixties or seventies. However, his body was still quite strong and could be described as a tiger's back and bear's waist. When I walked, my hands were swinging vigorously, and the tiger was full of wind. It was vaguely seen that he was not a Han man. His eyes were blue, and the Han man's eyes did not seem to have such a color.

Xu Xingxia stopped, held her fists and said, "Is this old man you want to come to see me?"

The old man looked up and down at Xu Xingxia, received a big salute, and replied loudly: "I'm Hu Yan Aobo! He is the housekeeper of Prince Qing's Mansion."

His voice was really full of energy, and he didn't look like an old man in his sixties or seventies at all. Xu Xingxia couldn't help but wonder if he looked old on the outside, but in fact he was only forty years old. However, if he looked closely, he couldn't see any flaws.

Xu Xingxia said in a deep voice: "Welcome to Mr. Hu Yan."

Hu Yan Aobo looked around and said to himself: "Xu Baihu's military camp is indeed unique! The rules are strict and outsiders are not allowed to enter. With this alone, there are not many military camps in Ningxia Town that can do it. If the army is not strictly governed and the army is incompetent, why do the three armies fight? Even if they are robbed by the Tartars, it is normal!"

This is a typical word. It seems that the relationship between the two bosses of the Qing Palace and Ningxia Town is not very good. No wonder, both bosses are responsible for monitoring the Qing Palace, and King Qing's heart will certainly not feel comfortable. Now, the two bosses are making a fool of themselves, and the Qing Palace is naturally gloating. Unfortunately, these high-level struggles are too far from Xu Xingxia. He said calmly: "The old man has been too much, and he is just a little bit outstanding in his archery skills. In other aspects, there are still many things to learn."

Although Hu Yan Aobo was the housekeeper of Prince Qing's Mansion and should be a servant according to regulations, he seemed to be no servant at all. Instead, he looked like a general who commanded thousands of troops to fight. He was domineering and old-fashioned. I don't know if he was born like this or deliberately acted like this in front of Xu Xingxia. Looking closely, it seemed that it should be the former. If it were the latter, it would be too similar.

After hearing Xu Xingxia's answer, Hu Yan Aobo sneered disapprovingly, and said with a big sword: "It is completely different from knowing the difference between knowing the difference between knowing the leopard in the face of the leopard. Xu Baihu, what I think of you is knowing the difference between knowing the leopard in the face of the leopard, but you must think that the old slave is watching the leopard in the face of the leopard, so there is no need for the old slave to say anything. People are the most important thing to know themselves. Too proud and too humble are not allowed!"

Xu Xingxia thought to herself, are you here to teach me a lesson from Ningxia City today? You speak so directly. However, the old man speaks straightforwardly, but he doesn't feel frustrated in his heart. The most rare thing is to speak out. If you are full of bad water and don't know much calculating behind your back, you are really depressed. He laughed dryly and said slowly: "The old man is so serious, please."

Hu Yan Aobo walked into the military camp, looking around constantly, as if he didn't miss every detail, and didn't know what he was observing. After walking for a while, the old man rubbed his palms and said loudly: "Xu Baihu, I heard about your archery skills, which is quite perverted. It just so happened that the old slave also understood a little bit of archery skills. When he saw you, he couldn't help but feel itchy. I don't know where the shooting range is? Let's fight together?"

Xu Xingxia felt a little moved and thought to himself, you old man, do you still know how to shoot archery? With his body, if he really knows how to shoot archery, he must be an archery master. He came to Weizhen Fort from Ningxia City to compete with himself? It's really weird. Well, he just happened to show off his newly learned archery arrows to open his eyes. Don't think that you are the housekeeper of Prince Qing's Mansion, that's great. Humph, the masters are all among the people! He immediately said, "Since the old man has the pleasure of shooting archery, please come here!"

After saying that, Hu Yan Aobo was brought to the next bow and arrow training ground. At this time, there were no white-clothed soldiers for training in the bow and arrow training ground. The empty equipment such as bow and arrow were placed neatly on the weapon stand next to it. At the other end of the shooting range, about twenty meters away from the archery position, there were fifteen targets standing up. Twenty meters away from the distance is the standard shooting distance. If the target continues to move backward, it can be expanded to thirty meters.

For most archers, the distance of thirty feet is already the limit. To shoot an arrow at a distance of thirty feet, at least one hard bow is required. A hard bow with one hard bow is used to pull the bowstring with all your strength, which is equivalent to carrying a stone weighing 200 kilograms. Ordinary soldiers cannot do it at all. Even Tartars cannot do it.
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