Chapter 22: Xianyun Attack

Seeing He Ao's confident vow, Zhang Qifeng smiled and said, "The fourth of the five teachings of my Imperial Shang Dynasty is horse riding training, which is about training horsemanship, not horse riding.

What is horse riding?

Using your own abilities to tame your mount, making it obey your commands and communicating with it, is called riding skills. "

Zhang Qifeng jumped slightly, and stood on the warhorse with both feet, letting the warhorse gallop freely. His whole body seemed to be a magnet, tightly attracted to the warhorse:

“Although I don’t know what the three treasures on horseback are, if you use external forces to tame your warhorse and allow yourself to take shortcuts, the gains will outweigh the losses.

You installed the Three Horse Treasures on your warhorse, so what if I ask you to train Dizhen, Jiliang, Fuzhu, and Zouwu in the future? Do you also need the Three Horse Treasures to help you tame them?"

"Di Zheng, Ji Liang, Fu Zhu, Zou Wu?"

"It's smaller, the layout is smaller!"

He Aomang slapped his head, thinking that he had taken it for granted. The background of this game was a fantasy world, not an ancient dynasty. Ma Shang Sanbao might be able to kill a lot of people in the ancient dynasty, but not in this world.

War horses are the lowest grade mounts in this world.

"The coach is right. I will definitely train my riding skills well and won't take shortcuts anymore!"

Looking at Zhang Qifeng's amazing riding skills, He Ao felt endless anticipation.

One day, I must get a mount like Emperor Zhe!
Yancheng, inside the martial arts arena.

"King Zhuge, Yi Lei Miao!"

Chu Zhongxing forcibly corrected Yileimiao to Yileimiao. He asked the two players to go to the other two coaches and asked the coaches to teach them starting with the ring-handled sword.

The boring chopping training began. Chu Zhongxing saw that the player was on the right track. He grinned at Guo Xiaoding and took out a ring-handled sword.

"General Guo, please teach me in person!"

As a captain with four "soldiers" under his command, Chu Zhongxing naturally couldn't be too low-profile. He asked Guo Xiaoding, the current highest commander of the Zhenbei Army, to teach him personally.

The players are getting stronger, and as the "planner" who is the players' immediate superior, he cannot be lazy; everything depends on the players.

He doesn't have the ability to communicate with others' minds now, so he can't replicate the magical powers that the players have. If Yan City is breached, he will have no power to resist.

The player can be resurrected, but he cannot.

The five new recruits began the most basic training in Yancheng. Many white-haired veterans of the Zhenbei Army stole glances at the five new recruits and pointed and talked.

The future of Yancheng lies in these five new recruits!
The chopping and slashing of the ring-handled sword is very boring, but the two new players are training very seriously, especially Yileimiao, the player who seems to be a female. She seems to like wielding swords and guns, and she trains the ring-handled sword particularly seriously.

In a flash, an hour and a half passed, and just when the two coaches were checking the training results of Yileimiao and Zhuge Wangye, a wailing horn sounded.

Chu Zhongxing quickly turned his head to look at Guo Xiaoding, who stood up slowly and comforted Chu Zhongxing:

"Don't panic, Mr. Chu. It's just an enemy attack."

Enemy attack?

That's it?

The sound of the horn penetrated the entire Yancheng, giving people a feeling of desolation, sorrow, and helplessness. The white-haired soldiers lined up in the martial arts field quickly picked up their bows and arrows and trotted towards the city wall.

woohoo~~
The horn sounded again. Guo Xiaoding listened attentively for a few breaths. He looked at Chu Zhongxing's puzzled eyes and explained to him:

“It’s the Xianyun.”

Guo Xiaoding was already used to Chu Zhongxing's lack of common sense. He and Chu Zhongxing walked side by side towards the city wall while talking about the enemies of the Zhenbei Army:
"There are 18 tribes of barbarians in the northern border, and the Xianyun is one of them. This tribe uses the white wolf as its totem and worships the white wolf. The tribe is brutal and good at raiding and harassing, and has almost no means of attacking cities." "The Xianyun tribe is usually the advance army of the 18 tribes of barbarians. Under normal circumstances, when the Xianyun appear, there will definitely be a large army of barbarians following.

But at this stage, the garrison of Yancheng is only a few hundred people, and the Xianyun come to Yancheng from time to time to beg for money and train new members of the tribe. "

"That is to say, there is no danger of the Xianyun attacking the city."

Chu Zhongxing breathed a sigh of relief. It was only the second day since the players arrived. They were of little use and could not help the Yancheng defenders to resist the enemy.

Both Chu Zhongxing and the players need a period of peaceful development before they can reverse the situation.

"It's not dangerous."

Guo Xiaoding's words were like a reassurance, making Chu Zhongxing feel much more at ease. The two of them quickened their pace and came to the city wall, staring at the Xianyun in the distance.

Outside Yancheng, yellow smoke billowed.

Hundreds of Xianyun people rode on war horses and attacked Yancheng. Chu Zhongxing squinted his eyes, trying to see the Xianyun clearly in the billowing yellow smoke.

The desert dust obscured Chu Zhongxing's vision, and it was not until the Xianyun stopped a few miles away from Yancheng that he could see their appearance clearly.

The Xianyun tribe had naked upper bodies, and their lower bodies were wrapped in animal skins and vines. They had no shoes, and their bodies were painted white with something unknown. At first glance from a distance, they looked like zebras walking upright.

"You are the last surviving defeated army of the Imperial Merchants. Hurry up and leave the city to play with your uncle Qie Di for a while, or else your uncle Qie Di will destroy you, the last surviving defeated army!"

A few miles away, a Xianyun with a few white lines painted on his face and holding a scimitar walked out of the tribe. He pointed the scimitar at the people in Yancheng, and the sound exploded in Chu Zhongxing's ears across several kilometers.

"What kind of bastard dares to yell like that? Coach, let me go hang out with this bastard!!"

Before Guo Xiaoding said anything, Niu Bu, who followed the coach to the city wall, looked at the Xianyun shouting in the distance and volunteered.

"Coach, I, He Ao, challenge you to a fight. I, He Ao, will definitely kill the arrogant Xianyun!"

Seeing Niu Bu asking for a fight, He Ao couldn't help but want to fight. After playing "Bai Jia Zhu Dao" for so long, he finally entered the monster-killing stage.

We must take this opportunity to kill more Xianyun to improve our level.

After playing for so long, they only reached the next level.

At this rate of upgrading, when will I be able to change my job to a military strategist?

"I'm coming too. I, Yile Miao, will also go into battle to kill the enemy and serve my country!"

Yi Lei Miao, who was forced by Chu Zhongxing to be called Yi Lei Miao, also stepped forward, knelt on one knee with a ring-handled knife in hand and offered to fight. Naturally, King Zhuge was unwilling to fall behind, so he also stepped forward and offered to fight and kill the enemy.

???

Seeing the four players so active, Guo Xiaoding looked at Chu Zhongxing with confusion. He seemed to be asking, are the soldiers under your command so anxious to die?

How can four recruits who haven't even passed the fifth level of training kill any enemies? They might as well be treated like lambs and slaughtered by the enemy.

"General Guo, how strong is the opponent?"

"See those youngest Xianyun? It's no problem for one of them to beat four of them."

Guo Xiaoding did not give the players any face at all. Any Xianyun soldiers who dared to attack could at best draw with the Di Shang soldiers who had passed the five teachings.

It is estimated that the players under Chu Zhongxing would be killed by the opponent as soon as they met.

(End of this chapter)